I have a city in another world

Chapter 3638 Change of Destiny

The soldier couldn't believe that it was only his first transaction, and he got such a great return.

Could it be that the customers in the mall are all so bold and generous?

In fact, there is no shortage of bold people in the world, but the performance of this Loucheng monk in front of him is because the soldier is just a mortal.

Although he could see that the soldier had no cultivation base, the monk Loucheng did not bully others, but deliberately gave the soldier a chance.

I hope that the soldiers can survive and become stable suppliers, so as to obtain cheaper and more affordable cultivation materials.

The remuneration paid to soldiers is indeed something that monks cannot use, 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 road of cultivation.

The transaction between the two parties was completed, and the soldiers thanked them repeatedly.

At this moment, as long as he wants, he can extract these items without paying any fees.

No one found the missing magic bone on the garbage dump, because it was something that was innumerable, and no one would take it for free.

The soldiers were overjoyed, looking at the exercises presented by the monks, looking eager.

During the period, many customers came again, but after seeing the pile of junk, all of them chose to leave without exception.

The goods are sold to the users, if there is no coincidence that some monks take a fancy to Moku, these rubbish are worthless at all.

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 that he must collect high-level magic bones, and then sell them in the mall.

The surprises that the mall brought to the soldiers were far more than a successful transaction. They could comprehend the exercises that they could not understand before.

In a short period of time, he has already successfully cultivated.

Although it was only an entry level, it was a real change of fate for this soldier.

Before you know it, another new day is coming.

Following the commander's order, the soldier lifted the straw mat and slowly raised his head to look around.

Although his body was still thin and thin, there was a hidden light in his eyes, with a trace of indescribable sharpness.

Like soldiers walking dead, dragging their tired bodies, they started a new day's work.

The breakfast of these soldiers was a dark pancake with a sour smell.

There is another meal at noon, and another meal when night falls. Three meals are also eaten to prevent soldiers from starving to death.

The daily food is wild vegetable clear soup, and pancakes made of a mixture of wild vegetable seeds and plant tubers, which are dry, hard and difficult to swallow.

The barracks only provide this kind of food, and if you don't eat it, you can only starve.

Pushing a heavy wooden cart, this group of ragged soldiers left the city through the small gate and came to a messy battlefield outside the city.

Because of the repeated wars, there is no grass outside the city, and there are rotten bones everywhere.

What the soldiers have to do is to search around in the battlefield outside the city, looking for various items that were left behind and buried.

This is quite a boring job, and at the same time, it has to bear certain risks, because the monsters may attack at any time.

These terrifying and ferocious monsters are located in the dry forest outside the city, and they will rush to the bottom of the city wall to harass and attack from time to time.

The soldiers in charge of defense are delicacies in the eyes of monsters, but because of the blocking of the city walls, they often return without success.

Soldiers who clean up the battlefield become the best targets.

The soldiers who cleaned the battlefield were most afraid of such things, so they trembled every time they went out of the city.

It's just that the more you are afraid of something, the more things will happen.

While these soldiers were rummaging around, figures eroded by devilish energy quickly approached, attacking like lightning.

Like a black wave, it keeps approaching the city wall.

The lookout post on the city wall blew the horn to issue an alarm, and closed the city gate immediately, and then blocked it with a cart loaded with slow stones.

The soldiers outside the city who were responsible for picking up the trash, but without any weapons, ran towards the city wall like crazy.

If they were fast enough to get under the walls and grab the ropes, there was a slight chance of survival.

If you can't rush through, you will inevitably die.

The arms responsible for cleaning the battlefield are themselves cannon fodder level, and all members are selected old, weak, sick and disabled.

So from the beginning to the end, no weapons and armor were issued, because there was no need for that at all.

But in an instant, hordes of monsters rushed up, frantically attacking the collapsed soldiers.

"Don't shoot arrows..."

The soldiers rushing towards the city wall suddenly showed a desperate expression, because the soldiers on the city wall had already started throwing arrows.

It was an indiscriminate attack. Soldiers kept getting shot and fell to the ground screaming.

The monsters followed closely, biting the soldier's body, but they were also covered by the rain of arrows.

Faced with such a tragic situation, the soldiers on the city wall were indifferent. They had long been used to life and death, and they had no choice at all.

The cannon fodder soldiers who only know about picking up garbage will soon have a new batch. Similar things have happened countless times.

No one noticed at all, but in the chaotic battlefield, a figure behaved abnormally.

I saw him jumping into the deep pit, avoiding the initial impact.

Soon some monsters found this figure and jumped into the deep pit to attack, but they were beheaded on the spot.

When he came out again, this figure was fully armed, holding a long knife that cut iron like mud.

Those monsters with rough skin and thick flesh were as crisp and tender as tofu when they touched this long knife.

Whenever a monster is beheaded, a trace of demonic energy will be absorbed, tempering the soldier's body and spirit.

The exercises he practiced are real battlefield stunts, which can make practitioners become more and more courageous on the battlefield.

In the eyes of the monks in Loucheng who made the transaction, this is just an ordinary combat technique, and there are many more powerful techniques than it.

But in the world where the soldiers live, it is a true divine skill, possessing incredible power.

There are species invasions in nature, and the grass that is not worth mentioning in some places will become a headache and disaster in another environment.

The same is true for exercises. The world environment where soldiers live is extremely suitable for the practice of this kind of exercises.

Such a situation can only be said to be predestined somewhere.

The soldier who was originally destined to die completely changed his fate because he picked up the receiving token.

Facing the attack of monsters, the soldiers became more and more courageous, and finally rushed to the barren and dead woods.

Other soldiers rushed to the city wall just to gain a chance of life, but he did the opposite 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, no one cares about it at all, and everyone is doing their best to prevent the monster from approaching.

The general in charge of defending the city prepared to write a letter after the war, urging to send more batches of cannon fodder soldiers.

The battle lasted for about an hour, and the monsters finally retreated, with casualties on both sides.

None of the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield returned alive, and died outside the city with no bones left.

The soldiers defending the city thought so, but they didn't know that there was actually another soldier who didn't die.

Instead, he rushed into the withered forest, and was still killing continuously at this moment.

More and more monsters were beheaded and refined by soldiers, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

Most of the exercises practiced by monks in Loucheng are honed over thousands of years, and there is no distinction between good and evil.

There is only one goal, which is to improve one's own combat power and be able to upgrade the level faster.

The more you kill, the faster your strength will improve.

Unknowingly, the soldiers had already started hunting high-level monsters, and subconsciously started collecting bones.

Even at this moment, the soldier still maintained his sanity, knowing why he was so strong.

Before I knew it, night fell again.

In the super shopping mall in the fourth war zone, a figure full of demonic aura slowly appeared in the shop that was once full of rubbish.

In his shop, there are a large number of monster bones piled up, attracting the eyes of past monks.

(End of this chapter)