My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 240 Unlimited Sword System
Because Yin Hang just finished the torture of military training before entering the secret realm, when answering the question, his voice subconsciously became a little louder.

It was his attitude that finally eased the girl's expression slightly.

"Okay, don't waste time, go in!"

The place reserved for Yin Hang in the queue was very conspicuous. After he stood in the queue, he found that the practitioners around him were generally around 20 years old. There were both boys and girls, but there were obviously more boys.

Then at the front of the queue, the young man in ancient costume began to preach: "I am your captain, Qingjiu."

"And the one next to me is the guardian of the 12-9 realm, Luojin."

Obviously, the two names Qingjiu and Luojin are just their code names.

But what surprised Yin Hang was that through the black identification tags they wore, they found that they had D-level cultivation bases.

You must know that in the dangerous realm, the captain of the hunting team is only at the E level.

And still, the guardian of the 12-9 realm?
After the young man finished his introduction, he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Okay, because of time constraints, let's go first, and I will add specific items later."

……

Yin Hang galloped towards the border of the camp in a special duty vehicle with strong cross-country capabilities.

Compared with McCaw Benton's sci-fi shuttle that looks like a 'white newspaper shell', the official duty vehicle of the Daoyuan class seems to be a heavy fortress that can move.

It has a comfortable feeling like a doomsday safe house in the secret realm, but unfortunately the model in front of it is different from the one Yin Hang drove himself back then, and cannot enter the flight mode.

Then when they were about to approach the light curtain of the boundary, Yin Hang began to quietly adjust his wristwatch hidden in his sleeve.

And when the familiar feeling of dizziness hit again, high-intensity current also broke out in the watch at the same time.

Yin Hang woke up instantly from this strong stimulation, and even had some cold sweat on his forehead.

Even after the electric shock was over, the position where the wrist watch was worn was still burning. Even after being treated with [Qing Nang Shu], my index finger still trembled slightly.

Immediately, he began to calm down his accelerated heartbeat, pretending to be nonchalant and looking at the scene outside the window.

This is a world that seems to be full of crystal clusters, and there is a towering mountain like a diamond in the distance.

The team's destination is not here, and they need to go through the light curtain of the realm twice more.

And Yin Hang finally adjusted a more suitable current stimulation for the third time, otherwise his own reaction would be too obvious, and it would easily attract the attention of practitioners around him.

As the vehicles start to slow down, it means they have finally reached the target boundary of the mission.

After Yin Hang got off the car, he found that this was a dark red world like the Gobi, with messy rock fragments scattered everywhere, and there was no dynamic vitality at all.

But what's unique is that when he looked around, all the corners of this realm were filled with rusty iron swords.

And even in the hard rock, four or five wide-edged swords or one-handed swords of various styles were inserted, but there were no traces of cracks at all.

When they were on their way just now, the D-rank captain codenamed Qingjiu simply added.

This is the 'Sword Tomb' realm from 12-9, one of the two realms that Division K is responsible for conquering.

Although many realms have been named by practitioners, the official names are still based on the lines drawn on the chessboard.

Afterwards, the practitioners began to prepare for work one after another, but because of the need to consider the actual situation, in the F-level cultivation base with a "disparity" in strength, practitioners at different stages all made simple work marks with cuffs.

F environment (-): light yellow
F environment: dark blue
F (+) environment: dark red

After wearing it, Yin Hang discovered that among the nearly fifty players in the team, there were only seven F (+) level practitioners and two F level practitioners.

The rest, including Yin Hang, are all in the F(-) realm.

While chatting with other practitioners, Yin Hang discovered even stranger things.

The team responsible for attacking the frontier formation eyes is called the attacking team.

As for the regular Raiders team, at least a D-level cultivator must lead the team, and the team members must have an E-level cultivation as a base.

But they only have the leader of the D-level team, and the other members are all practitioners of the F-level team, which is also a raider team in name.

"You guys start first, I'm here to tell the new team members some work."

Qingjiu looked at the other team members who walked away one after another, then turned to Yin Hang who was stopped by her, and said with a smile: "I don't need to explain the specific situation too clearly, I believe you understand it too."

"There's nothing dangerous about the job. Of course, if you're stupid enough to get cut by these rusty swords and get tetanus, that's none of my business."

"As for your actual work content, it is to pull out those broken swords and pile them together for centralized recycling. It is no different from other practitioners."

"Of course, if you encounter a broken sword that you can't pull out no matter what, then go call 'real' cultivator."

When Qingjiu spoke, she obviously emphasized the word 'true'.

Yin Hang asked with some doubts: "Then who is..."

"Wearing a dark blue or dark red cuff is fine," Qingjiu patted her arm, then said coldly, "But don't worry about who it is, just take care of yourself."

Obviously, Qingjiu didn't tell Yin Hang who planned to be a 'fake' practitioner.

After all, the less you know, the better you can control it. It is best to keep your mouth shut and work hard.

Although the guy in front of him doesn't really need him to work.

So shutting up is very important.

But in the end, Qingjiu led Yin Hang, and found a boy who was about his age and also wearing a light yellow cuff and said.

"You two are in a group and take care of each other."

Seeing Qingjiu approaching, he hurriedly pretended to be a hard-working boy, and quickly reached out his hand to agree.

"no problem!"

Then they started to work, and the content of the work was so simple that it was just an ordinary sword recovery.

There is no trigger mechanism, no monsters encountered, and no grandfather hidden in the rusty sword.

The reason for recycling is very simple. Iron swords in the realm can be remade. If you treat them as iron ore, you can quickly expand the capacity of the camp.

But it is a pity that after the cultivators started to comprehensively attack the secret realm due to food problems, the related construction has stagnated for a long time.

Of course, the most important thing is to find the formation eye.

It is said that the eye of the formation is a rusty sword in the Gobi, but no one knows which one it is.

But since the higher the rank, the harder it is to pull out the sword, then the eye of formation must be the most difficult sword to pull out.

And this is the reason why 'fake' practitioners can also participate in this job, after all, 99% of the rusty swords can be pulled out if they are not fit.

"Either numerical hell, or mechanical hell." Yin Hang stretched after the boy who drew his sword, looked at the Gobi with no end in sight, and joked: "I estimate that there are nearly a million rusty swords here, just for us. After a few years, I can't pull it out."

The tone of the boy's speech did not feel sad at all, but looked at his harvested farmland like an old farmer.

Then he looked at Yin Hang, ready to chat for a while and said, "Oh, you too... huh?"

Yin Hang hesitated for a moment, then poked his light yellow cuff and nodded slightly.

They didn't say it clearly, after all, Qingjiu didn't tell them who they were each other, just wanted to reduce the chances of communication between them.

"Hey, let's just mess around, what to eat, what to drink, what to do in the end, it's up to those practitioners."

"Who told us that we are... cultivators of the F(-) state?"

At first, the boy was afraid that Yin Hang was really a cultivator, so he worked hard for a while, but now that he was sure that he was all his own, he immediately started to sabotage.

But Yin Hang still has no intention of speaking directly, who knows if the other party is Qingjiu who came to test him.

Immediately, Yin Hang began to try to talk to the other party, but the boy was obviously not stupid, they just chatted with a smile.

While they were chatting casually, and the boy began to look forward to what the future would look like after the spiritual energy had been revived, he suddenly found that there was a rusty sword that he couldn't pull out by himself.

The rusty sword was surrounded by dry hard soil, but when he pulled it out vigorously, it didn't move at all.

"Hey, it's in stock!" The boy yelled at Yin Hang, "Brother, come and try this."

In fact, in this situation, you can call the group of "real" practitioners, but if the group of practitioners rushed over and found that it was easy to pull out, they would be scolded.

After all, they are all in the F(-) state on the surface. Although they are just training their bodies and have no spiritual power, they have not pulled out purely because of strength problems. They must not have a good face.

And if Lu Hang can't pull it out, then it's not his own responsibility...

What the fuck? !
After Yin Hang pulled it out casually, he asked with some doubts: "Is it in stock?"

This one-handed sword with a green edge was just stuck in the soil in a very ordinary way, and Yin Hang pulled it out without even exerting any strength.

After all, the area chosen by the boy is very fishy, ​​and he avoids the difficult places.

"It's okay..." The boy waved his hand awkwardly, always feeling that there was something sinister about it.

"By the way, don't we have a more efficient way to find it?" Yin Hang threw the saber in his hand to the centralized collection position next to him, and asked with a curious expression.

The boy was still a little stunned, but when he heard Yin Hang's words, his expression seemed to be two hundred and five.

"What are you doing efficiently?"

"Our time is worthless, are we going to bother those big shots?"

"And if this job is gone... can we go back and drink the northwest wind?"

"Do you really think you are a cultivator?"

Yin Hang didn't say any more, after all, he hasn't suffered from others, so don't persuade others to be kind.

But now Yin Hang has confirmed that the other party is indeed a 'fake' practitioner.

And through what the other party said, the importance of the frontier may not be high.

After all, according to the position of 12-9, it belongs to the center position of the chessboard, and the difficulty coefficient is still so low.

Not to mention those C-level and B-level powerhouses, even Yin Hang himself launched the [Gong Gong] field and released enough mist droplets to solve these iron swords in the Gobi in pieces.

The boy suddenly became silent when he saw Yin Hang, but he still couldn't figure it out.

It is true that the rusty sword cannot be pulled out by itself, what is the situation?
Could it be that the guy in front of him was sent by Qingjiu to test him?

Immediately, the boy leaned to Yin Hang's side and began to draw his sword with him.

It is still a bit difficult for Yin Hang to choose the position. After all, he still wants to improve his weakest [Mountain] inheritance through this method.

But then the boy suddenly shouted, "Brother, try this again!"

The boys are very efficient at drawing swords at the moment. After finding a rusty sword that was very difficult to draw, they directly called Yin Hang over.

It was very difficult for the boy to pull out the sword by himself, but he could still feel the trembling. If the opponent can pull it out easily again, it means that the opponent has a high probability of being a 'real' cultivator.

But when Yin Hang walked over and began to try to draw the sword, his face turned red with gritted teeth, and he pulled it out less than 4 centimeters.

"Call those...stronger practitioners?" Yin Hang panted slightly, and was about to call those practitioners over.

"Uh...don't!" the boy hastily stopped.

This kind of iron sword that he was able to pull out a few centimeters showed that it was just stuck to death, and there was no special reason.

But the boy himself pulled out about 3 centimeters. If the Lu Hang in front of him is a practitioner, there is no reason why he is weaker than himself.

Are you trying to pretend to be an ordinary person?

But that's even more unreasonable. The special iron sword needs to have spiritual power to be able to pull it out. If you deliberately pretend, why did you pull it out just now?
Can't... it's really my own problem?

The boy can't figure it out. After he denies all reasonable reasons, he can only doubt himself.

Maybe there is a problem with the direction I pulled it out, and there are stones stuck in it?
The boy rubbed his temples, then continued to work with doubts, but soon began to doubt his life more and more.

He encountered a total of three special iron swords. Although it was difficult for Lu Hang to pull it, it was obviously possible to pull it.

But if you say that Lu Hang is a cultivator, the other party can't pull it out...but you can pull it out.

It is true that I saw a ghost.

In the end, the boy could only attribute this evil situation to the weirdness of the secret realm.

After hours of work, it was finally time for the Raiders to rest.

Because the special rusty sword needs to consume spiritual power to draw it out, so whether it is a true or false practitioner, it is necessary to rest for a while at this time.

When Yin Hang followed the boy back to the gathering place, Qingjiu looked at Yin Hang, squinted his eyes slightly and asked, "Why, haven't you found a special iron sword for five hours?"

The team gathered at [-] o'clock, arrived here at [-] o'clock and started working, and it's been almost five hours now, and they haven't even called out to other practitioners once.

Normally, Qingjiu wouldn't notice such boring things, but because Yin Hang was newly 'arranged', he naturally had to keep an eye on it first.

Yin Hang frowned slightly. He couldn't pull out the special sword. Although he had encountered it before, he was blocked by the boys beside him.

At this time, the boy hurriedly explained: "Ahem, brother Jiu, he is new here and doesn't understand anything, so the efficiency just now was indeed a bit low, I'm really sorry..."

He seemed to be making a rescue, but in fact he threw all the blame on Yin Hang.

"It's okay, just get used to it slowly..." Qingjiu said with a smile, and at the same time reached out and patted Yin Hang's shoulder.

But when the last shot was taken, the opponent's face suddenly changed, and he smashed down with five fingers together.

(End of this chapter)