An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 725 Do You Think You Are Evil? Wait
Meng Zhou and Guang Gu looked at the plan that was selected after being revised by their ancestors. The lonely goal after eliminating all the prerequisites made the two feel inexplicably cold.

The city of desire?

When their gazes returned to the changed real name of the world, they looked at each other.

"It seems that we are still too timid. Even with the presence of our ancestors, we can't hide our cowardice!"

Guanggu sighed and shook his head.

However, Meng Zhou did not agree with his disciple's idea.

Although we have our ancestors in charge this time, there is a certain chance of winning no matter which target we choose. At the very least, the entire army will return. Although there won't be much gain, at least we can train our own people and see the vast world beyond heaven and earth.

But the ancestors would not do this every time. Today was their turn to be free and teach them a lesson. But after just one time or a few times, they would eventually have to break away from the protection of their wings and fly high on their own, and so would their ancestors.

The Human King has things to consider at the Human King level. Even if his ancestors now appear to be ignorant of worldly affairs, when the critical moment comes, the so-called young man can transform himself into a dam that supports one side.

Although the civilization system is good and the harvest is rich, the level is too high and there are too many strong people. The ancestors have to carry the strong people of the same level on the other side and take care of their safety. It is hard to avoid some accidents when they are distracted.

Even in Meng Zhou's cognition, it is very rare for a strong person of this level to die unexpectedly.

But isn’t there still an existence in the legend of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors that accidentally fell into misfortune?

What's more, one's own family knows one's own business. Apart from the Jiuzhou Heavenly Court, which is worthy of most trust, even though the title and power of the Human King are more inclined towards the wilderness, there is no telling how many existences in the wilderness want one's ancestors to die.

The ancestors may not care, but they cannot completely ignore it.

The civilization system is absolutely not allowed to be listed as a target. At least in the current Shang and Zhou world, the human race has only experienced a hundred years of iteration, and most people are still in the stage of enjoying the initial benefits brought by the world's ascension and have not yet grown up. He will never allow any accidents to happen.

Thousands of years later, tens of thousands of years later, when myself, Guanggu, and even more people or immortals and gods have grown to the level of the emperors in heaven through constant battles, perhaps I will consider these things, but for now, I should just focus on conquering the high demon planes.

The harvest was not much, but it tended to be stable. The rapid digestion could not only train the personal guards who had gone into battle, but also the barbarian evil gods transformed from the foreign true spirits that were revived during the digestion process could give the young people in the world the most basic experience.

This is already very good, and this time, such a high-intensity war can be regarded as a benefit and encouragement.

After Meng Zhou, Guanggu and other immortals made their plans, the royal city, which had been ready for a long time, began to make intensive preparations.

Various large-scale equipment were mobilized like an endless stream of water. The brand-new versions of the powerful weapons that combined technology and the essence of cultivation purchased from the younger brother in the future were transported to the royal city one by one with the assistance of engineers, and a large number of elixir workers gathered outside the city.

As for the individual, the task was to organize and protect the armor and weapons, check the dry food and logistics, issue the quotas, and review the simple magic skills before the battle.
In just a moment, the celebratory atmosphere in the Shang Zhou world, which had not yet dissipated, quickly turned solemn and tense.

And just as huge ripples were spreading in this new world, in that lucky world that was chosen, the so-called city of desire.

Countless cities that look like hills each present their own prosperous scenes.

And in the largest live meat farm in the City of Greed, Siege City No. 2, a grand event that only takes place once every few years is taking place.

From the distant void, all kinds of slaves captured by the slave-hunting team are being piled up in the backstage. Their skin and hair, after being washed and nourished with secret medicine, exude an oily luster, but their bright and beautiful appearance cannot hide the emptiness in their eyes. The cage evolved from the branch of the artifact has eliminated all possibilities of struggle and escape for the slaves.

And right in front of the backstage which is piled high with different smells.

A pair of naked drow elves, who had cast a odor-eliminating spell, walked into the sealed cage under the supervision of a vampire count, untied the dense chains, freed the beauty who was stretched out in a spread-eagle position from hanging in the air, used a secret medicine to remove the traces of the chains on her body, and then applied a pink ointment carefully on her body.

The grease-like ointment melted into the flesh and blood the moment it touched the skin, leaving the elf's body trembling continuously and sweat covering its entire body.

Light beads of sweat dissolve out of the pores, and after being moved by the hair, they turn into water and scatter on the skin.

As the dim light above her head faded, the originally pale and tired elf beauty became full of energy and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye. A thin layer of substance that looked like sweat and oil reflected a faint luster on her body surface. Her rosy face was filled with eyes that were so cold that they did not conceal the murderous intent at all.

But the drow beside her didn't notice any of this.

Or maybe they noticed it, but didn't care much.

Under the imprisonment of the Antas Chain, everyone inside will lose the ability to attack. If they have any thoughts of resistance or protest, all the strength in their body will be drained away like water, leaving only a soft body at the mercy of others.

The same was true for the elf beneath her feet, and for the two of them as well.

However, after undergoing training in the live meat farm, they have already learned how to control their own thoughts. Moreover, in the City of Desire, being able to serve as waiters instead of goods about to go on stage or merchandise reserved by others is already their greatest luck. For a race like them that is despised by primitive races and can only live in darkness all their lives, isn't such a life a pleasure?
What's more, the relationship between drow and elves is originally that of a differentiated race and a primitive race.

The public is well aware that the latter is noble and elegant, while the latter is crazy and despicable. They are powerless to change this stereotype, but of course they are happy with it, just like manipulating the captured elf in front of them.

Even though it was not the first time that they had brought the elves from behind the scenes to the front of the stage in the meat field, every time was always a surprise like the first time.

Just like now, he dressed her in special clothes and gear under her resentful eyes, fed her specially made medicine when she was powerless to resist, and then took off a collar from the chain above her head. The two of them worked together to drag her from behind the scenes to the front of the stage under the gaze of the vampire Count.

When the sound of steel clashing was heard, the drow elf who had retreated behind the scenes had a collar in his hand.

At the same time, two pairs, or even more pairs of eyes, peered through the curtain separating the inside and outside of the venue, through the tight cage and looked at the stage where the atmosphere was warm and crazy:
As far as the eye can see, it is endless, like a theater with countless tables, chairs, booths, and platforms stacked on top of each other. Countless figures are swaying, wine and meat are colliding, lights are swaying, and figures of all races and all worlds are gathered together. They spend their wallets wantonly and indulge their desires unscrupulously.

There was constant swearing, tuning, and some rhythmic clapping sounds.

Clouds of pink, black, dark red and other colors intertwined together and turned into mist on the ceiling of the meat field. Countless auras hung down like cages, enclosing the entire venue.

In a trance, it seemed as if there were needles hanging from the ceiling, piercing the top of each customer's head, and their foreheads were exploring and sucking something out of them.

But it was just a trance.

The drow elves didn't notice. No one saw the customers and the goods immersed in the madness. The vampire Count and other foremen never looked up. Only the host at the front desk had to look around the place in order to take care of all the guests, but if you look closely, his crazy eyes would not stay on any one place for long.

"Dear guests, distinguished guests, welcome to the live meat field's seven-yearly wide-angle event!"

"This banquet will have four parts: vocal music, music, auction, and exchange. After all the parts are over, the guests can still stay in the venue to carry out all the activities you need, or enter the private rooms provided by the venue to enjoy their auction items and everything you need temporarily. As long as you provide value, you can enjoy everything you want here!" "Okay, stop scolding, stop scolding, I am wrong, now please watch the necessary opening program, Goblin Dynasty and the Brave!"

Amidst countless insults and some unspeakable flying objects, the handsome and slightly festive host skillfully and quickly picked up some things on the ground, then ran down the stage without looking back.

Here, the customer is God, and the customer who can afford the price is God among Gods.

Not to mention a small host, even the owner of a meat market has to meet all the requirements of the guests if they need it, and no refusal is allowed even if it is a hardcore or a hardcore.

As a small benefit for the front desk, among the things thrown on the rampage were dirty wine bottles, certain clothes and even shoes, stones, weapons and other items that could cause death, but also precious gold and silver, props, and even the most important currency in the city - price!
It is the condensation of emotions, the entity of desire, the currency that only distinguished guests are qualified to make, and also the only equivalent circulating in the City of Desire.

Here, even the lowest price is extremely valuable to the waiters and all living things that are not customers. It can get the waiters promoted, free the prisoners, make the stray dogs become the superiors, and make the bosses bow to it.

What's more, they are a group of crazy customers, and no one knows how much they will pay.

But no matter how much, there is only time to grab a handful, and it is only one chance. If you are greedy again, you may be asked to leave the front desk and pay some "price" that you are unwilling to pay.
Thus, as the host hurriedly left the stage without even looking back, everything was left to the subsequent so-called Monster Fighting Brave program.

At the same time, the lights at the front desk also dimmed.

Then the lights came on, and the large performance stage instantly turned into a vast wilderness. From the high vantage point, the customers in front of the stage could see every brave warrior marching in the wilderness in interesting clothing, and they could also see the goblins in the forest deep in the wilderness who suddenly became alert and notified their fellows.

A collision of blood and fire is about to begin.

In the corner of the crazy, urging and cursing crowd, two figures hidden in the shadows were looking at the front desk in front of them with both desire and reluctance.

This was not their first visit to the City of Desire.

Although they had not saved up enough money to get tickets to enter the venue before, everything was so new to them as they were participating in such a grand event for the first time. However, as players with a broad vision, they did not need to watch the show more carefully. The simple title of Goblins and Heroes was enough to predict everything that would follow.

The only thing that is a little puzzling is that in this drama with a predetermined ending, the so-called team of brave men are actually equipped with sharp weapons, and all the original restraints on their bodies are also completely eliminated. The randomly assembled team not only has the necessary female characters, but the ratio of male heroes is also maintained at a relatively high 50-50 ratio.

So, female characters can be the heroines of a script, but can’t the male heroes also be the heroines besides being cannon fodder?

Or maybe, they can let the Goblin be the heroine!
This conjecture is a bit outrageous, but perhaps it is not so unimaginable among a group of crazy people.

Everything is possible!
"Although I also like to have fun, to be honest this place is a bit perverted!"

The waiter who brought his ticket with him was enjoying the service just like any other customer and yelling in a pretentious manner from time to time. Carter was chatting privately with his teammates in the player-only group channel.

"Perverted? How can a non-perverted task have such a high reward?"

"Forget about it, mysophobic. We are doing dirty work. As long as you can control your hands and don't spend our team's funds and exchange your emotions for the price, it will be basically no big deal. Anyway, according to the task rewards, even if you only complete the basic personal tasks, you can get a powerful divine will cleansing. There is no need to worry about any consequences. As for mercy..."

"I don't deny that you are kind. Who in our team doesn't have a reputation level above Neutral Good?"

"But who the hell are you? Do you think you are a famous villain and you can overthrow everything just because you are the only one who doesn't like it? You would never do that in your dreams. Just watch the show quietly, take screenshots, enjoy yourself, and after you get the clues, you can find a small shop to make trouble and get the task reward. As for compassion, we can talk about it after you become a medium-level god and have your own domain and kingdom!"

The teammate sitting next to him was not stingy with his spending. While enjoying the waiter's service, he angrily criticized his kind-hearted teammate in the group chat.

He knew that something was wrong with his current state. Even though the team funds had not been spent, his and Carter's emotions had been greatly affected, making their originally weak ideas become more extreme and more actionable.

But this mission was a fund that the group had pooled together for two years. Although there were more clues about the meat farm and even screenshots could earn back most of their investment, it was too much of a loss to wait for two years and save money for two years to only make a minimum income.

The City of Desire is a gathering place of chaos that is even more vast and massive than the Succubus City of the Abyss.

Although its essence is just a multiverse, there are countless civilizations that hate it but are powerless to take action.

Every year, a large number of gods issue related tasks, either to collect clues or to cause some insignificant damage here, but very few can cause fundamental damage to it.

They, the players, can't do it, and neither can the gods who issue the quests.

Even the missions related to the City of Desire have been going on for who knows how many years, but the highest priority and the one with the richest rewards only stays at the second ring.

No one has been able to complete the first round of tasks, and no real information about the behind-the-scenes has been leaked.

Just like those players before him, he used universal currency to exchange enough money from the gods, and then completed the task while giving it a try.

It is true that this is a fast path to get rich quickly and accumulate resources quickly to help oneself cross the level of power, but it is also a bottomless abyss!
Every year, countless players with a sense of justice and rangers from other worlds come here to explore the evil behind the chaos, but they are unable to extricate themselves from the cycle of missions. Eventually, together with the crazy guests in front of the stage, they suppress their emotions and frantically look for more value and desire in exchange for more costs, just to sink longer in this city that spans the world.

Even so, it is a good result.

At least before you completely sink and lose everything, you still have a life of drunkenness and dreams.

What we are afraid of is that those who are not strong enough but have their inner desires aroused by this bizarre world will uphold the so-called justice and kindness and disrupt the normal order and programs of the main buildings within the Third Ring Road in public.

Such foolishness and boldness will inevitably lead to the most severe attack from the Desire City Patrol!
Even a moderately powerful being would have no hope of escape, and even a powerful being would have to leave something behind when the first ring's capture party arrived.

This is true for those powerful people who can rule a world, not to mention the two little bugs who just ignited the divine fire and crossed the legendary gate.

He cursed fiercely in the channel, trying to calm Carter's rising kindness. All his teammates could understand his thoughts and urgency, but in his anxious eyes, Carter still pulled his hands out of the arms of countless people, and stood up suddenly, completely ignoring the fact that there was a living thing hanging on his body.

"Kakat?"

"Damn it, what are you doing!!!"

"Fuck? I'll fuck him, the guy from the City of Desire!"

Carter, with a flushed face, screamed loudly. Seeing the many eyes that suddenly turned to him because the show was ruined, he showed a ferocious smile on his face hidden under the hood: "Idiots, everyone present here today, go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)