The soldier couldn't believe that it was just his first transaction and he had received such a great return.
Is it possible that all the customers in the mall are so generous and generous?
In fact, there is no shortage of generous people in the world, but the performance of the Loucheng monk in front of him is because the soldier is just a mortal.
Although he saw that the soldier had no cultivation, the monk from Loucheng did not bully him, but deliberately gave the soldier a chance.
I hope the soldiers can survive and become stable suppliers, thereby obtaining cheaper and more affordable spiritual supplies.
The remuneration paid to soldiers is indeed something that monks have no use for, but it is of great use to soldiers.
Not only did he have the means to save his life, but he also embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
The transaction was completed, and the soldier thanked him profusely.
At this moment, as long as he is willing, he can withdraw these items without paying any fees.
No one discovered the missing demon bones on the garbage pile at all, because they were innumerable and no one would want them if they were given to them for free.
The soldier was extremely happy and looked at the exercises presented by the monk, looking hungry.
During this period, many customers came, but after seeing the mountains of junk, they all chose to leave without exception.
The goods are sold to users. If it weren't for the chance monks who took a fancy to the demon bones, the garbage would be worthless.
The success of the soldier's transaction is enough to show that the mall is full of opportunities. Even a penniless soldier may gain something here.
The soldier made up his mind to collect high-grade demon bones and then sell them in the mall.
The surprises that the mall brought to the soldiers were not only successful transactions, but also the ability to understand the exercises that were originally incomprehensible.
In a short period of time, he has actually succeeded in practicing.
Although it was only an entry-level job, it was a real change in destiny for this soldier.
Before you know it, a new day has arrived.
Following the commander's order, the soldier opened the straw mat and slowly raised his head to look around.
Although his body is still thin, there is a hidden divine light in his eyes, with a hint of unspeakable fierceness.
Like zombie soldiers, dragging their tired bodies, they started a new day's work.
The breakfast for these soldiers was a piece of dark pancake, which exuded a sour smell.
There is another meal at noon and another meal at nightfall. Three meals are also provided to prevent soldiers from starving to death.
The daily food consists of clear wild vegetable soup and pancakes made from a mixture of various wild vegetable seeds and plant tubers, which are dry, hard and difficult to swallow.
The military camp only provides this kind of food. If you don't eat it, you will starve.
Pushing a heavy wooden cart, this group of ragged soldiers left the city through the small gate and arrived at a messy battlefield outside the city.
Because of the wars, there was no grass growing outside the city, and the ground was full of rotting bones.
What the soldiers had to do was to search around the battlefield outside the city, looking for various items that had been left and buried.
This is quite boring work, and you also have to bear certain risks, because monsters may attack at any time.
These terrifying and ferocious monsters are in the dead woods outside the city, and from time to time they will rush under the city wall to harass and attack.
The soldiers responsible for defense are delicacies in the eyes of monsters, but because of the obstruction of the city wall, they often return without success.
The soldiers cleaning the battlefield became the best targets.
The soldiers who clean the battlefield are most afraid of such things, so they are trembling with fear every time they go out of the city.
It’s just that the more you are afraid of something, the more likely it will happen.
While these soldiers were rummaging around, figures eroded by demonic energy quickly approached and launched attacks like lightning.
Like a black wave, it keeps approaching the city wall.
The lookout post on the city wall blew the horn horn to sound the alarm, and immediately closed the city gate and blocked it with a cart loaded with slow stones.
The soldiers outside the city who were responsible for picking up rags but without any weapons ran towards the city wall like crazy.
If they were fast enough and could rush to the bottom of the city wall and grab the rope, they would have a chance of survival.
If you can't rush through, you will definitely die.
The unit responsible for cleaning the battlefield is itself cannon fodder, and its members are all selected old, weak, sick and disabled.
Therefore, weapons and armor were not distributed from beginning to end, because there was no need for it.
But in an instant, swarms of monsters rushed up and attacked the collapsed soldiers frantically.
"Don't shoot arrows..."
The soldiers rushing towards the city wall suddenly showed expressions of despair, because the soldiers on the city wall had begun to throw rain of arrows.
It was a completely indiscriminate attack. Soldiers were constantly hit by arrows and fell to the ground screaming.
The monsters from behind followed closely, biting the soldiers' bodies, but they were also covered by arrows.
Faced with such a tragic situation, the soldiers on the city wall looked indifferent. They had long been accustomed to life and death, and they had no choice at all.
The cannon fodder soldiers who only know how to pick up garbage will soon be replaced by a new batch. Similar things have happened countless times.
No one noticed at all, but in the chaotic battlefield, there was a figure acting strangely.
I saw him jumping into the deep pit and avoiding the initial impact.
Soon a monster discovered this figure and jumped into the pit to attack, but was killed on the spot.
When he came out again, the figure was fully armed, holding a long knife that could cut iron as hard as clay.
Those monsters with rough skin and thick flesh became as crisp and tender as tofu when they touched this long knife.
Whenever a monster is killed, a trace of the soul's demonic energy will be absorbed, allowing the soldier's body and soul to be tempered.
The skills he practices are real battlefield skills, which can make practitioners become more and more courageous on the battlefield.
In the eyes of the Loucheng monks who were conducting the transaction, this was just an ordinary combat technique, and there were many more powerful techniques.
But in the world where soldiers live, it is a real magical skill, possessing incredible power.
There are invasive species in nature, and grass that is not worth mentioning in some places will become a troublesome disaster in another environment.
The same is true for Kung Fu. The world environment where soldiers live is extremely suitable for the practice of this Kung Fu.
When such a situation occurs, it can only be said that everything is destined.
The soldier who was originally destined to die completely changed his fate because he picked up the pick-up token.
Facing the attack of monsters, the soldiers became more and more brave, and finally rushed into the barren and dead woods.
Other soldiers rushed to the city wall just to get a chance to survive, but he went in the opposite direction and went straight to the monster's lair outside the city.
I don’t know if such behavior is crazy or stupid?
It's just that the battlefield is in chaos, and no one cares about it at all, and everyone is doing their best to prevent the monsters from approaching.
The general responsible for guarding the city was even preparing to write a letter after the war, urging more batches of cannon fodder soldiers to be sent.
The battle lasted for about an hour, and the monsters finally retreated, with both sides suffering casualties.
None of the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield returned alive and died outside the city with no bones left.
The soldiers guarding the city all thought so, but little did they know that one soldier was actually not dead.
Instead, he rushed into the dead forest and was still killing people.
More and more monsters were killed and refined by the soldiers, and his strength became stronger and stronger.
Most of the techniques practiced by monks in Loucheng are refined over time, and there is no distinction between good and evil.
There is only one goal, which is to improve one's combat effectiveness and level up faster.
The more you kill, the faster your strength will increase.
Unknowingly, the soldiers had begun to hunt high-level monsters and subconsciously began to collect corpses.
Even at this moment, the soldier still remained conscious and knew why he was strong.
Unconsciously, night fell again.
In the super mall of the Fourth War Zone, in the shop that was once filled with garbage and rags, a figure full of demonic aura slowly appeared.
In his shop, a large number of monster bones were piled up, attracting the attention of passing monks.