"Most people lack the will to survive and have a strong will. Even if they join the Bronze Lord Society, many of them will collapse in battle after battle, and eventually die."
"This Seven Kills Monument naturally has a spiritual impact. If it can be withstood, it will be of great benefit to the will. Only a strong will can control the power and survive in danger."
"I don't tell you so that you can experience the impact 100%. If I tell you and prepare you, the effect will be halved."
Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes, "I hope this is the last time."
Without saying much, Hongling frowned, snorted, and muttered, "Stingy man, really."
Not mentioning this unpleasantness, Hong Ling led Zhuang Wuming along the avenue towards the largest palace ahead.
Hong Ling talked slowly, "This is the Seven Killing Palace, seven palaces and nine halls. It was captured by me, the leader of the Bronze Lord Guild, after I broke through an erosion space and became the master of the erosion space."
"This is the safest place. Even if the monster is violent, you can survive it safely as long as you hide here."
Zhuang Wuming's eyes lit up, and Hongling revealed a lot of information.
"What is erosion space?"
The corners of Hong Ling's lips curled up, and she looked at Zhuang Wuming with a smile, "I want to know, but it's a pity that I won't tell you."
Zhuang Wuming's lips twitched, "It seems that he is jealous of what happened just now. Women are so small-minded."
He didn't ask further questions, Zhuang Wuming knew that he would know these things sooner or later, and he didn't want to bring trouble here.
Seeing that Zhuang Wuming did not ask further questions, Hong Ling pursed her lips and said, "I will receive the benefits later. Where is the encyclopedia of basic advanced knowledge? You will know after reading it."
"It means you are lucky. The Seven Killings Palace has only been conquered for less than three years. It is the time when our Bronze Lord Association is about to develop vigorously, and its ability to protect the weak has increased several times."
"As long as you are careful, it won't take long to grow to my level."
Zhuang Wuming was thoughtful when he heard this, "How long have you been here?"
Hongling was silent for a moment after hearing this, "It's been three years."
Three years is neither long nor short. Zhuang Wuming, who has seen the horrors of the dream world, knows how cruel this world can be to a newcomer.
On the first day he entered here, the passerby Lei Fan who was killed by the Night Demon clearly showed him the cruelty of this world.
For a moment, the two fell into silence, but a few minutes later, they arrived at a palace.
Heavenly Killing Palace
Looking at the name of the palace, Zhuang Wuming felt a kind of murderous intention. It was the murderous intention of God. He wanted to destroy the people, and God wanted to kill people.
The two of them walked into the Tiansha Palace. An old man sat on a futon and meditated. He looked like a Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe.
Hong Ling came to the old man's side and saluted respectfully, "Vice president, this is the new member I recommended. Come and report."
The old Taoist priest opened his eyes, which were a pair of pure white pupils, or in other words, his pupils were a circle of pure white, so it looked like he had no pupils.
But wisps of flame-like brilliance flickered in his pupils, making him look uneasy.
Zhuang Wuming nodded politely, and the old Taoist priest's eyes fell on Hongling.
"You do have a good eye."
He didn't know what he meant by the faint words. He raised his hand and waved, and a gray cloth bag appeared in his hand.
With a gentle wave, the bag floated towards Zhuang Wuming, and he caught it immediately.
Just listen to the old Taoist priest: "You can put a drop of blood on it and it can be used."
With a thought in his heart, he immediately reacted: "Could it be the legendary space bag?"
I couldn't wait to prick one of my fingers, and a drop of blood dripped on the bag.
A piece of information quickly rushed into his mind along an inexplicable connection, but it was the information about this bag.
"The space bag is 1 cubic space. The space changes with the object and cannot hold living things."
With a thought, Zhuang Wuming saw the contents of the space bag, following the mysterious connection.
A set of black-lined close-fitting clothes, and a three-foot-thick book with "Fundamentals of the Fantasy World" written in large characters on it.
There are also several crystal test tubes, each with a label.
There are two primary healing potions and primary recovery potions, three bottles of each.
At the end is a black token with the word "kill" written on it.
The red collar said: "The underwear is inner armor with increased defensive power. Even a rifle cannot penetrate it. It is a fine product made with the most advanced modern technology combined with the unique skills of the dream world."
"The primary healing potion is made using skills. It has a powerful effect. As long as the hands and feet are not broken, the internal organs are shattered, and the general damage can be repaired quickly."
"Elementary recovery potion is very useful for newcomers like you. One bottle can restore all physical strength."
"The "Basic Encyclopedia of the Dream World" records various monsters, taboos, dangers, opportunities and treasures, and even various experiences that are currently known to our Bronze Lord Association. As long as you can memorize them all, you will not die.
quick."
"The token is the certificate for entering and exiting the Seven Kills Palace. It can be verified with a drop of blood."
Zhuang Wuming's heart skipped a beat when he heard the effects of these things. These were urgently needed items and could greatly improve his survival rate. He knew that the Bronze Master Society had indeed come up with good things.
With a solemn look on his face, he said, "Thank you, Vice President."
The vice president shook his hand and said, "No need to thank you. This is the benefit you deserve. I hope to see you next time."
Hong Ling and Zhuang Wuming left the Heavenly Slaughter Palace and only listened to her, "How about it, I didn't lie to you. Joining the Bronze Lord Society has many benefits."
"There are indeed many benefits, but what benefits can you get from sparing no effort to get me to join the club?"
Hong Ling thought for a moment and looked at him with his mouth puckered, "You are just too shrewd. You will definitely not have a girlfriend in the future."
"Actually, it's very simple. The Bai Jingjing you met last time and I are competing for the qualification to become the successor of the vice president."
Zhuang Wuming frowned, "Vice President Inheritor? Do you want me to defeat someone with certain conditions?"
Hong Ling nodded, "Yes, the vice-president plans to accept an apprentice this time to pass on the power he learned in the dream world. This kind of inheritance requires a unique resource, and currently it can only be passed on to one person."
"He took a fancy to Bai Jingjing's and mine's skills. Our talents are quite suitable, and he wanted to choose one of us."
"The conditions for selection are that we each find a new person, train them, and compete at the next annual meeting."
"Whoever introduces a more powerful person will get his inheritance."
"Bai Jingjing is the iceberg girl who handled the membership formalities for you in the main world."
After Zhuang Wuming heard this, he understood the cause and effect, "You want me to help you win."
Hong Ling smiled mischievously, "That's right, so it's useless for you to refuse. The other party will definitely find you. That person is a ruthless character."