my universal tinder

Chapter 282 Wang Qiong's Foundation

There are two most special things about the wasteland. It has no aura and is easy to be infected.

Because of the extinction of the aura, many monks could not use their means, and even the space magic circle could not be arranged.

Therefore, getting out of the wasteland is as difficult as going to heaven, let alone transporting the purified monster meat out.

What Wang Qiong wanted, others could also think of.

However, Wang Qiong possessed the black spark, but others did not.

"It's really going to happen this time!" Wang Qiong's heart beat wildly.

That day, after the earth flame scale python hatched, Wang Qiong took its blood essence and awakened its supernatural power.

Originally thought that a strange species like the earth flame scale python would definitely be able to awaken a world-shattering ability.

However, the reality gave Wang Qiong a resounding big ear.

The new ability is somewhat related to the racial trait of the terrestrial python.

This kind of monster is known as parasitic in the veins of the earth, and is good at collecting various metal deposits underground to build a strange lair.

This kind of lair can continuously breed scale fires, nourish the earth flame scale python, strengthen its scale skin, and temper its body and blood.

This is also the secret to the cultivation of the Great Earth Flame Scaled Python.

The supernatural power awakened by Wang Qiong is somewhat similar to it, and it is called the spirit nest.

The spirit nest can also gather various mineral deposits and transform it into a strange lair.

However, perhaps due to the impact of the Dragon Elephant Explosion, this kind of lair cannot breed scale fire, but only aura.

When he first awakened this ability, Wang Qiong was dumbfounded.

Because the aura is everywhere, there is no need for him to collect a large amount of mineral deposits to refine the spirit nest. Although the aura produced by the spirit nest is of higher purity, the reward is not directly proportional to the effort.

If it wasn't for the fact that Spirit Nest was a mysterious ability, Wang Qiong would have wiped it out long ago.

For him, this ability is really tasteless, it's tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to discard it.

Wang Qiong never dreamed that the spirit nest in the wasteland is simply a magic weapon.

Just think about it, in a place where spiritual energy is extinct, if Wang Qiong has a spiritual nest, not only does he not need to worry about resource issues, but he can expand his power without restraint.

It is even possible to condense aura, refine it into mineral deposits, and trade it with other forces in exchange for monster meat.

Moreover, many methods that require aura can also be used, such as the space magic circle, and the mass destruction ability such as dragon elephant explosion can also be used.

"I can use the wasteland as my base camp to build forces." Wang Qiong came up with a grand plan.

If he established the strength he created in the wasteland, it would simply be a natural barrier and a natural moat.

Because only he has the spirit nest and can build a space magic circle.

Even the Temple of Light cannot use large-scale power to descend, because they cannot afford such a price.

But Wang Qiong can mobilize the power under his command to freely enter and exit the wasteland.

"Hahaha, this place is tailor-made just for me." Wang Qiong laughed loudly and was delighted.

Originally, he was still afraid of the Guangming Palace, after all, it was the oldest power in the world.

Now it's all right, he can develop in the wasteland with peace of mind and strengthen his power and power.

Even if the Palace of Light finds out, there will be nothing to do with him.

He can even use the quota of leaving the wasteland as a bait to attract experts from all sides in the wasteland.

You must know that the rules of survival here are different from those outside. Strength is paramount and there are no rules. Those who can survive here, not to mention vicious, are all ruthless people.

If the wasteland is really a prison, these masters are extremely troublesome prisoners.

Those so-called masters outside, compared with these people who struggle with life and death every day and see through the existence of human nature, are simply childish children.

What a terrifying force it would be if these people were recruited under his command?

The more Wang Qiong thought about it, the more excited he became. Before he knew it, he had fallen in love with this land and wanted to take root here.

"What is he laughing at?"

The fat man and Mr. Donkey looked at each other, completely unable to understand what Wang Qiong was up to.

"He's crazy!" Master Donkey shook his head.

In the wasteland, people either starved to death, or died madly, and the poorer ones were treated as food, or turned into monsters.

"Wake up this lunatic quickly and continue on our way." The donkey also urged.

If they couldn't find any supplies before the food ran out, they would really starve to death here.

……

Day 11 in the wasteland.

All the food is finally gone!
It has to be said that the luck of Wang Qiong and others was too bad, and they were in danger three times on the way.

Twice were monsters alienated from humans, and once was an infected monster.

Coincidentally, the infected monster turned out to be a six-winged lightning mosquito, but after being infected, it gave birth to three heads, and countless tentacles protruding from the head, which looked extremely disgusting.

Wang Qiong really couldn't hold back, he urged the Lightning Arm to kill him just now.

In this way, the consumption is huge, and the food is consumed in advance.

"Our career hasn't started yet, so we're going to die here and become the snacks of those monsters!" The fat man sat down on the sand dune.

Wang Qiong shook his head helplessly, he found out why none of his supernatural powers could conjure food?
What thunder arm, dragon elephant explosion really seems a bit redundant at this time.

"It's like eating donkey meat made by our Xiaobai himself..." Wang Qiong raised his head and sighed, Luo Qingyuan's beautiful image appeared in his mind.

Suddenly, Wang Qiong shivered, looked at Fatty, and then at Donkey.

Speaking of food...

"Fuck, what kind of eyes are you two looking at? You're about to rebel..."

Master Donkey looked vigilant, cursed loudly, and took two steps back with his feet on his knees.

bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there was a heavy stepping sound.

Wang Qiong's expression changed slightly, he jumped onto the sand dune, and looked up.

Above the vast wasteland, a team of horses galloped forward. Their mounts were extremely strange. Only the skeletons of the screaming strange beasts were left, and they were galloping with figures on their backs.

At the end, seven or eight skeletal beasts pulled a large iron cart with a huge iron cage on it. There were more than a dozen humans imprisoned in them. They were dressed in rags and covered in blood, some of them were dying.

They were chained through their shoulders with heavy chains and squeezed into a large iron cage.

"That's... the Palace of Light!?" Wang Qiong showed a strange expression.

The waving flags, as well as the clothes of those people, were clearly the Hall of Light.

"What the hell? There are people from the Guangming Temple in such a ghostly place?" Wang Qiong couldn't believe it.

"Three thousand years ago, King Hoffa set up a stronghold here, and everything in the wasteland has great research value..." Lord Donkey said solemnly.

"For so many years, the Guangming Temple has been supporting the research of this stronghold, and they seem to have achieved a lot of results. In terms of value, it may be higher than the Qin Huangting Research Institute."

Although there is a huge price to be paid to enter and leave the wasteland, for research, every three to five years, the Temple of Light will send supplies, replenish personnel, and take away the research results.

Therefore, among the many forces in the wasteland, the Hall of Light is extremely special.

"They should have just returned from Doomsday Bastion to replenish supplies."

Master Donkey looked at the luggage carried by the skeleton beast and the cart full of slaves, and he couldn't help guessing.

Doomsday Fortress, actually an abandoned city, is itself the oldest force in the wasteland.

It is also the largest trading place in the wasteland.

Because of the entire wasteland, only the Doomsday Bastion has a purification pool. In other words, it controls the lifeline of the entire wasteland and controls the circulation and trading of all monster meat.

rumbling...

Suddenly, a group of people in Guangming Temple noticed the existence of Wang Qiong and others, and the convoy turned around and galloped towards them.

"Fatty, we might be able to eat meat tonight!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but said.

(End of this chapter)