At five o'clock, Zhuang Wuming left the main world and entered the dream world again.
The air is filled with the smell of decay, evil spirits, and the smell of blood.
This is a special atmosphere that belongs to this world. Everyone who comes here must fight for their lives.
Walking out of the base, Bai Hezi is still guarding here, with a small sword placed on the table, feeling carefree and comfortable, without any worries about the violent period.
Zhuang Wuming didn't go up to say hello, he just left, alone and silent, like a lone wolf.
Bai Hezi looked at his disappearing back and said, "Another killer. Ming Wuji may have kicked the iron plate this time."
The relationship between Ming Wuji, Bai Jingjing, Hongling, and Zhuang Wuming is known to everyone in the Bronze Zun Association, and naturally they also know what Ming Wuji has done.
However, except for the vice-president's intervention, no one else had any intention of interfering because they had no immediate interest in it.
Some people even started a handicap to bet on who can survive to the end.
Zhuang Wuming didn't know this, otherwise he might have spent all his capital betting on himself to win.
Walking in the wilderness, Zhuang Wuming did not go to the Seven Kills Palace, but headed towards the city.
He replenished enough supplies within three days, especially Queen Mary's bullets, which were enough for his trip.
There are many monsters in the wilderness, but most of them are very low-level, and even only have sin-level regular monsters.
He also heard a lot from Hong Ling, and the distribution of monsters also followed certain rules.
There are mainly several places where the most advanced monsters are distributed.
The first is near some ancient buildings in the city, such as temples, Taoist temples, government offices and other cultural monuments.
The second is the famous mountains and rivers, places where countless myths and legends have been spread since ancient times, and it is also a forbidden area among forbidden areas.
The third is ancient battlefields, mass graves, mass graves and other dangerous places.
In summary, the more myths and legends there are and the more stories that happen, the higher the possibility of high-level monsters appearing in that place.
This time Zhuang Wuming's main target when entering the dream world is not those high-level monsters, but low-level monsters. He collects evolution points by killing a large number of low-level monsters.
While walking on the beltway, Zhuang Wuming saw a group of mandrills.
These giant monkey-like mandrills were all of the regular level, with more than 100 in number. Seeing Zhuang Wuming appear, they immediately rushed over excitedly.
Rumble
More than two hundred mandrills rushed towards him, and their momentum was really powerful, making Zhuang Wuming a little panicked.
This was instinctive, but once they actually fought, Zhuang Wuming found that it was too easy.
With a flash of the knife, the fastest mandrills on both sides were split into two pieces.
The butcher's blade in Zhuang Wuming's hand is like a death sickle that harvests life. Every time the blade passes, a mandrill will die. The blade is like the wind, destroying everything.
Mandrills attacked Zhuang Wuming from all directions, their sharp claws seeming to be able to tear apart steel.
But when their attacks fell on Zhuang Wuming, they had no effect.
Apart from tearing his clothes, it only caused a red mark on Zhuang Wuming's skin, and a slight sting could not move Zhuang Wuming.
Just like mowing grass, after more than two hundred cuts, there was only a pile of corpses in front of Zhuang Wuming, but he only gained 100 evolution points.
"The harvest is getting lower and lower. It took me half an hour to kill all these mandrills, and I only harvested 100 points," he said with a depressed expression.
He didn't have any good clothes on his body, his clothes were ragged, and he looked like a beggar.
Shaking his head, Zhuang Wuming changed his clothes and continued moving forward.
The most indispensable thing in the violent stage is monsters. Along the way, Zhuang Wuming encountered three waves of monsters, mandrills, night demons, and zombies.
I don’t know why, but it seems that these three types of monsters are the most common low-level monsters in Chengdu.
"Maybe it has something to do with legends. The zombie incident in 1997 caused a lot of noise. The land of Bashu has been full of mandrills and ghosts since ancient times, and there are other legends about ghosts and monsters. But I don't know what happened to this night demon."
Along the way to harvest monsters, Zhuang Wuming always remained vigilant. Doctor Biochemistry was a major concern and he had to be extremely careful as the opponent might appear at any time.
After about two hours, Zhuang Wuming finally arrived at the Third Ring Road.
Looking at the tall buildings rising one after another in front of me, there was a complicated look in my eyes.
Many of these buildings are in ruins, and the weather of the city has become even more serious.
"My current attributes are all 3.3. To upgrade to the killing level, I have to reach at least 5 points. On average, all attributes increase by 1.7, which requires 8,500 evolution points."
"I should go there to collect these 8500 evolution points. It's not easy."
He has been in the dream world for so long, and he has only accumulated this number of evolution points in total.
"Perhaps you have to kill monsters of the same level. Low-level monsters provide too few evolution points and take a lot of time."
"A transcendent one-eyed mountain ghost provided me with 500 evolution points. 8,500 points only equals 17 monsters of the same level."
"You have to go deep into the city. I remember that the nearest Taoist temple is Qingyang Palace. There may be high-level monsters there."
Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming had a new goal and gave up collecting low-level monsters.
The cat crouched and ran quickly in the direction of Qingyang Palace.
He was very fast, and he encountered low-level monsters from time to time along the way. When they saw Zhuang Wuming, they chased him like chickens, or intercepted him head-on.
It's a pity that in the face of Zhuang Wuming's current force, he almost always cuts them off with a single blow and sends them back to the west.
In Chengdu, a secret basement is covered with flesh and blood, and huge sarcomas grow here.
One of the sarcomas was filled with light yellow liquid, and a figure curled up inside the sarcoma was none other than the doctor of biochemistry.
In his heart, a strange mass of flesh that looked like a ** was growing, spreading throughout his body along his blood vessels, transforming his body.
The skills and energy that belong to him are being transferred into the sarcoma, and a strange blood-colored power is being nurtured.
The last time he was besieged by Zhuang Wuming and Hong Ling, although his body fell.
But he was already on guard and was fully prepared.
Let your biochemical beast leave with the biochemical field seeds without putting it in the slightest danger.
Outside the sarcoma, the same biochemistry doctor stood there, frowning as he watched the changes in the sarcoma.
"After all, the domain seed is not a domain card. It takes time to integrate my own skills and deduce my biochemical domain."
"This requires time, a safe location, and sufficient life energy."
"Although the complete life fruit obtained from Ming Wuji helped the body survive the most dangerous fusion stage, it will still take a long time to grow up."
"Conservatively calculated, it will take three months."
"I can't wait that long. The situation in the main world is not very good now. The dream world is eroding the main world."
"At this time, we must quickly increase our strength."