Fang Ping raised his eyes and looked around, murmuring: "Where are the people?"
"You're all running so fast?"
"Does the big lion really want me to go with the second-grade team?"
"What is this? Deliberately not letting me follow you?"
Fang Ping muttered for a while and looked around. There was nothing but grass everywhere.
No one will burn it, and no one will have the luxury to use energy stones to consume energy to burn these weeds.
Above the head, the huge energy sun is still hanging high.
Glancing back, Fang Ping muttered: "Go back now?"
He just left in a majestic manner. Now when he goes back, others will not believe that he did not catch up with the big lion. They will only think that he is greedy for life and afraid of death.
Am I shameless?
Fang Ping cursed in his mind, I also want to lose face, can I go back now?
"The big lion said he was going to the 30-kilometer extreme radiation zone. I just walked several kilometers, right? Plus, I was in the 10-kilometer safe zone before..."
Fang Ping made some calculations, and after walking for more than ten kilometers, he should be able to reach outside the extreme radiation zone.
The big lions and the others should be over there, right?
Looking ahead, Fang Ping did not hesitate and continued on his way.
…
At this moment, it is several kilometers away from Fangping.
"Didn't follow?"
Tang Feng frowned slightly and hummed in his heart. Since he is willing to stay in the second-grade team, then just stay there!
"Speed up and get to the destination before dark. Then we won't go back to the city and sleep in the open!"
"yes!"
The students speeded up one after another. As Zhang Ziwei hurried on, she hummed: "He didn't come. This guy is really greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Yu Xianghua frowned slightly and said, "Don't say that, he may have his own ideas..."
"Let him..." Zhang Ziwei quickened her pace and said lightly: "He will never become a truly strong man like this!"
I originally thought that Fang Ping was Xie Lei's strong rival, but now, just marching to a distance of 30 kilometers, Fang Ping pushed and pushed him, even after Tang Feng said so much, he still chose to stay in the second-grade warrior team. This made
Zhang Ziwei felt that Fang Ping was really overestimated.
No one else said anything. Fang Ping didn't come, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. Although Tang Feng said that, he could stay in the second-grade team.
But everyone could tell that it was deliberately provoking him, and Fang Ping actually stayed, which was unexpected.
…
As he rushed forward with all his strength, Fang Ping was extremely fast. Even if he didn't consume his energy and blood, his physique had been transformed once at the high level of the third level, and he was still much stronger than ordinary warriors.
With a knife, he chopped off the weeds in front of him. Fang Ping looked around and said angrily: "Asshole, what do you mean?"
He was already extremely fast, but he still couldn't catch up with the team. He was probably almost 30 kilometers away now, right?
Ahead, Fang Ping had discovered some remnants of the battle.
The weeds were scattered, and there was even a faint hint of blood in the soil.
"Is this a meat grinder?"
Fang Ping murmured. During class, the teacher introduced that a place 30 kilometers away from the city was known as a meat grinding ground.
Here, human warriors and Tianmen City warriors often clashed, and the two sides continued to fight.
Over the years, the number of warriors from both sides who have died on this land has exceeded tens of thousands.
Tens of thousands of warriors, not ordinary people. An army formed by tens of thousands of warriors, coupled with high-quality and powerful men, is enough to destroy an ordinary army of one million people.
"I haven't encountered the meat grinder yet... could it be... that the direction is a little off?"
Fang Ping asked himself uncertainly. After all, there is no direct road, and there are only trails made by some people in the wilderness. Warriors rarely follow fixed roads.
The trail that Fang Ping just walked was rarely used by people. It was only when he saw Tang Feng and the others taking this path that he chased them along the unclear trail.
"Did they change the route?"
Fang Ping wasn't too sure, "Then what should I do now?"
Fang Ping had a headache. It was deserted, and there weren't many people like Tang Feng. Once the route was changed, where would he find people?
It is said to be a meat grinder 30 kilometers away, but this is a straight-line distance, and the meat grinder is just a general term. The horizontal radiation range is extremely wide, and the span of several hundred kilometers is within the scope of the meat grinder.
The cave is vast and sparsely populated, with no human habitation for dozens of kilometers around. It is too sparse and ordinary.
"How about... go back to Hope City first?"
Fang Ping weighed it in his mind and said, "Or should I kill a few cave warriors first and then go back? Lest those guys think that I am acting like a cat?"
They had already arrived at the meat grinding ground, so it was unjustifiable to just go back empty-handed.
This side of the meat grinding ground is the activity area for middle and low-level warriors, and there are very few fifth- and sixth-level warriors.
"As long as you don't encounter a sixth-grade peak like a big lion... you may not be able to escape..."
"Forget it, kill a few third-level peaks and then go back, and let those bastards know that I killed more third-level peaks than they have ever seen!"
…
Entering the scope of the meat grinding ground, the vegetation here is much sparser. The years of warrior battles have caused the meat grinding ground to look like a bald man, and you can often see some bare potholes.
Fang Ping stepped lightly, concentrated his energy, and paid attention to his surroundings.
Previously, I was in a large group with two mid-level instructors and nearly a hundred students, so it was fine if you were careless.
Now that he is alone, the risk is greatly increased.
"who?"
Fang Ping suddenly shouted softly and raised his knife to strike.
After waiting for a while, the surroundings were quiet, and Fang Ping put down the long knife. He didn't cheat, so no one was probably around.
"Do cave warriors understand what I'm saying?"
"That should work, just one word..."
The surroundings were too quiet, which made Fang Ping a little uneasy, so he had to comfort himself with a few words to reduce this uneasiness.
After looking around vigilantly for more than ten minutes, Fang Ping didn't see a single ghost, and he was immediately frustrated.
"How about going back first?"
Fang Ping looked around, feeling somewhat tempted to go back.
When a person is in the wild, he is still facing enemies at any time. It is very stressful and uncomfortable.
Just when Fang Ping's thoughts arose and he relaxed his vigilance slightly, a light and shadow suddenly flashed in the grass on the left!
The next moment, Fang Ping's hair stood on end and he hurriedly retreated!
"puff!"
There was a faint sound of flesh cracking, and Fang Ping's pupils shrank sharply, his feet accelerated, and he quickly retreated!
The attacker in the grass also quickly caught up with Fang Ping, but his speed was not as good as Fang Ping. Seeing Fang Ping withdraw from the attack range, the long-haired man who walked out of the grass had a flash of unwillingness in his eyes, and then quickly got into the grass, and in an instant
disappear.
Fang Ping felt lingering fear and touched his throat. His hands were wet and bleeding.
The opponent made a surprise attack and nearly pierced his throat with a sword.
The throat is also one of the fatal weaknesses for lower-level third-level warriors.
Drops of cold sweat fell from Fang Ping's head, and then he became furious. The opponent must not have reached the third level, and he almost killed him with a sword!
"Want to run!"
Fang Ping felt angry in his heart, and the next moment, he quickly chased into the grass.
Just as he entered the grass, the sword light flashed again!
The other party didn't run away, he was waiting for Fang Ping!
Fang Ping did not panic this time. He turned his head slightly and instantly avoided the opponent's sword tip. The next moment, Fang Ping didn't even look at where the person was, and the long sword followed the direction of the energy and blood sensed by his mental power like thunder.
Cut it off!
"puff!"
With a muffled sound, the long knife penetrated the flesh, and the weeds in front of the square broke. The blade also split the man behind the grass into two halves.
"Mad, do you really think I can't sense you?"
Fang Ping cursed, he was not prepared enough before, and the other party had restrained his energy and blood, so he was successfully attacked.
But since the mental power has exceeded the 500 Hz mark, although it cannot be officially released to suppress the enemy, it can be slightly diffused. The mental power is very sensitive to energy particles, and the power of qi and blood is actually a manifestation of energy particles.
The other party was so close to Fang Ping, no matter how well his energy and blood were restrained, in Fang Ping's eyes he was still as bright as a firefly in the dark night.
After killing the opponent with one strike, Fang Ping cut off all the surrounding weeds, adding a bald spot to the meat grinding ground.
After reserving space for himself to dodge, Fang Ping stepped forward to check on the man who had just been hacked to death.
…
The long hair on the shawl, which should have been tied up before, was now scattered all over the place. Fang Ping's sword exploded, and it was difficult for warriors below the third level to defeat him. The opponent's head had already been cut in half.
"Black hair..."
Fang Ping half-crouched and observed, "It's almost the same as humans... No, it's almost the same as Asians."
The corpse lying on the ground had black hair and yellow skin, and was probably between 25 and 30 years old.
"The strength of the third-level first-level... is not cowardly, and he actually attacked the third-level high-level..."
Of course, the opponent may not have seen Fang Ping's strength. Fang Ping looked very young and not as experienced as those warriors who often went into the cave. He looked like a young man. This was the main reason why the opponent attacked him.
Fang Ping looked through the other person's body and found a small cloth bag. He threw the bag aside and didn't rush to check it.
The cloth bag and the long sword in the opponent's hand were what he captured this time.
Fang Ping checked the other party's clothes and boots again. The clothes seemed to be ordinary fabrics, but the boots were made of leather. He didn't know what kind of creature the skin was from, and Fang Ping couldn't tell the difference.
He reached out and tore it hard, and the leather boots were torn apart by Fang Ping.
“It’s a pity that it’s not made of mid-to-high-grade biological fur.”
Fang Ping shook his head slightly and threw his boots aside. After thinking about it for a moment, Fang Ping picked up the broken clothes and checked again. Soon, Fang Ping found a coin-sized ball on his chest.
Badge.
"Third-grade medal."
Fang Ping stared at the golden medal in front of him. There were three long swords printed on the front of the medal. One of the long swords was more suitable to be called a dagger, which meant that the opponent was a third-level swordsman.
On the back, there is a brooch worn and an indiscernible plant printed on it.
But Fang Ping knew that this was the "Tianmen Tree".
"Tianmen Tree" is also the city emblem of Tianmen City. In Tianmen City, an old professor who taught classes said that there is a giant tree that is 100 meters high, which is called "Tianmen Tree" by humans.
The warrior medal is also a symbol of the underground warriors. Most warriors will wear this level of medal.
"The warriors in Tianmen City...the first level of third-grade strength should be idle warriors."
Fang Ping made a judgment. It was very simple to distinguish whether he was an idle warrior or a warrior in the army of Tianmen City.
Almost all warriors in the army use uniform weapons. Fang Ping had seen the standard long swords of those warriors in the research institute before, but they were different from the one used by the man in front of him.
Moreover, the strong warriors hunt alone, while the weak ones are organized. The first stage of the third grade can only be said to be average in strength, and warriors rarely appear alone.
"An idle warrior, the first stage of the third rank, almost killed me..."
Fang Ping's eyes flickered uncertainly. The opponent's strength was far inferior to his, and the gap was huge.
I was careful enough, but I was still not vigilant enough and was almost attacked and killed.
He touched his throat and found that the wound had stopped bleeding and was healing quickly, but Fang Ping was still a little frightened.
"Be careful, be careful, be more careful!"
Three "Cautions" in a row made Fang Ping even more vigilant, and his mental power began to condense into threads and spread around his body.
Picking up the opponent's Yangtze River, Fang Ping knocked on it and squeezed it hard, "The level of E-grade alloy is poor!"
The weapons used by warriors in the cave are not made of human alloys, but humans prefer to use their own ratings to judge the strength of weapons.
And for places like the Military Department and Wuhan University, when they recycle crypt weapons, they will only recycle them at two-thirds of the price of the alloy grade.
In fact, many of the weapons of the cave warriors are made of raw ores. The government buys them back and adds other metals. One cave weapon may eventually be able to create three alloy weapons of the same strength.
This is also an important source of raw materials for weapons manufacturing companies to make alloys.
I weighed the long sword and found that it was not too heavy. It only weighed five or six kilograms at most. If sold to the military or other departments, it would cost five or six hundred thousand yuan.
If you can only gain this little from killing a third-grade warrior, it will be extremely small.
There is no additional reward for killing warriors in the caves, only the capture.
Of course, it is not absolute. Sometimes the military department will issue some tasks, such as hunting down how many low-grade warriors and how many mid-grade warriors, and will also give certain extra rewards, mainly to encourage everyone to kill more cave warriors.
Fang Ping opened the small cloth bag again, and there were very few things inside.
A bit of dry food like steamed buns, an energy stone with a rough surface, and a... no, a cultivation energy stone slightly larger than a grain of rice.
"Cultivation of energy stones to replenish qi and blood?"
Fang Ping made a judgment and determined that it was 1 gram heavy.
The basic energy stone, on the other hand, weighs about 10 grams.
"A 1-gram cultivation energy stone is worth 30 credits, which is 900,000 yuan. It's not cheap. Add in the 10-gram basic energy stone. I don't know how pure it is. I'm afraid it's the lowest kind. 10 credits are 300,000 yuan.
.”
After some calculations, I realized that I would gain less than 2 million by killing this third-grade first-level warrior.
Fang Ping was a third-grade high-level warrior, so he was killed easily. Other third-grade warriors were not necessarily killed. They might have been killed with the first blow.
A third-level warrior risked his life to kill his opponent and gained less than 2 million, which is not a lot.
"People are dead and things have been seized by me. Why hasn't the value of wealth increased?"
Fang Ping took a look at his wealth and frowned slightly.
Before entering the catacombs, his wealth reached more than 80 million. During this period, some of it was consumed, and now he still has 79 million.
However, after being seized, the wealth value did not increase, which was different from before.
In the past, when completing tasks, rewards were only calculated after the credits were collected. Other pills and weapons seized were distributed to Fang Ping and counted as Fang Ping's wealth.
Now that the other party is dead, why is it not counted as his?
"It's not counted as my wealth, which means these things... don't belong to me yet..."
Thinking of this, Fang Ping suddenly shrank his pupils, and the next moment, Fang Ping jumped into the air and ran back like lightning!
And at the moment Fang Ping took off running, a sound broke through the air at the place where Fang Ping had just stopped!
"Kagu..."
An angry low roar came from the grass. Fang Ping didn't know whether the other person was calling the dead person or yelling curses, such as "death". He had never learned this, and no one taught him.
Of course, it doesn't matter at this moment.
When he thought about the system's judgment that these properties did not belong to him, Fang Ping knew that he was in danger!
The system is quite confusing. Unless something is definitely yours, it will not be considered your wealth value.
Once it is uncertain, it will not increase.
Just like when he captured Huang Bin, the property did not necessarily belong to him, so it did not increase any wealth value.
It was only after Wang Jinyang finished dividing the spoils with him that his wealth increased.
At this moment, Fang Ping realized that there might be cave warriors around, and they were not weak. If they were too weak, the system's urinary nature might not allow him to be counted.
"The system can be used as an early warning device..."
When Fang Ping fled, such thoughts could not help but appear in his mind.
This function used to feel like a big deal, but now that I think about it, it seems pretty good.
As for the aura that was chasing after him, Fang Ping sensed it with his energy and blood, and found that it was much stronger than himself, and he should be a fourth-grade warrior.
His qi and blood have reached 999 calories. It is difficult for a third-grade warrior, even a peak warrior, to break through this limit. The opponent's qi and blood are higher than his own. Ninety-nine percent of them are fourth-grade, maybe higher.
Of course, it is more likely that those at the fourth level will catch up with him in the blink of an eye, while those at the fifth or sixth level, or those like Tang Feng.
Fang Ping ran away and turned to look.
A dozen meters behind him, a male cave warrior wearing leather armor and holding a long knife stared at Fang Ping with a thick chill on his face.
The other party pursued him closely, not even bothering with the body of the dead warrior.
"My luck..."
Fang Ping had never fought against a middle-grade warrior, and he did not dare to fight with the opponent rashly, so he could only run away.
In the meat grinding ground, although there are often fights between middle-grade warriors, middle-grade warriors are not cabbage. Compared to such a large place, it is still difficult to encounter them. Most of them are low-grade and third-grade warriors.
Fang Ping also didn't expect that he would meet a middle-grade warrior when he first came here, which was such an unlucky thing.
"That guy, the big lion, wants me to do a mission alone. He can meet middle-grade people at any time. This is too dangerous for him!"
Fang Ping cursed in his heart. During class, the teacher also said that middle-grade warriors are the backbone of the caves and human beings. They are rare in ordinary times. Most of the ones encountered in the wild are lower-third grade.
But now?
There were a bunch of middle-grade people at Juntun before. Now while walking around, I met another one. Is this rare?
This is called being visible everywhere!
"How did those third-grade and first-level warriors in the past survive?"
Fang Ping was very depressed. It was so dangerous that a third-grade and first-level warrior would die if he came in?
…
Just when Fang Ping was being pursued, he deviated more than ten kilometers to his left.
Tang Feng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is there going to be any big move in Tianmen City? There are more middle-grade warriors than before."
After saying that, Tang Feng added: "Don't be too panicked when you encounter a middle-grade warrior. Some of our warriors are also hunting at the middle-grade level. You can run back for help. The probability of encountering our middle-grade warrior is very high, and the opponent will also
I dare not keep chasing.
Remember, if you encounter a middle-grade warrior, don’t run deeper, because the appearance of the opponent’s middle-grade warrior means that the probability of our middle-grade warrior appearing in front is low, and the deeper you go, the stronger the strong ones in Tianmen City become.
Duo, don’t run away randomly.”
Everyone nodded, everyone still understood this truth.
What's more, the further you go, the closer you are to Tianmen City, so of course you have to run back. You don't need to be warned to understand this.