After Wang Zheng walked through the residential area and onto the commercial street in front, the flow of people began to increase.

Countless Awakened Ones, wielding swords and clad in leather armor, moved among them.

After taking only a few steps forward, Wang Zheng saw the storefront with the Lincheng Li Family sign.

Wang Zheng smiled inwardly, surprised at their unexpected coincidence. He wondered to himself if Young Master Li had returned to Lincheng.

At the intersection of the military district and the commercial district, an adventurers' guild even larger than the one in Spring City stands.

The huge square was bustling with noise, and countless stalls had been set up there.

Adventurers and vendors haggled incessantly, and the noisy and bustling atmosphere of the marketplace filled both sides of the street, giving Wang Zheng a taste of what it's like to play a large-scale RPG online game.

If I had to describe it, this place wouldn't really qualify as a city; it would be more like a large base that existed solely because of the battlefield.

Chu Tianxing didn't linger here with Wang Zheng; they went straight through the bustling market.

However, Wang Zheng looked around with great interest, but there was nothing on these stalls that could tempt him.

He originally wanted to visit the Adventurers' Guild again, but after being glared at by Chu Tianxing, he stopped himself.

"Forget it, don't be angry, don't be angry. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I can come and visit myself then."

Wang Zheng followed closely behind Chu Tianxing, obediently paying no attention to the gazes cast at him by the stall owners.

However, although these awakened stall owners were curiously observing Wang Zheng and his companion, none of them were foolish enough to try and solicit business from them when they saw that the two of them did not stop.

They're obviously important people, so it's normal that they wouldn't be interested in what's on their stall.

If it were just Wang Zheng alone, they might still go up and try to rip off this young sucker.

However, when they saw Chu Tianxing leading the way, they naturally had to give up this tempting idea.

Putting everything else aside, just looking at the abundant spiritual energy emanating from that old man, he was at least a B-level expert. These people setting up stalls in the square were all the lowest-level awakened individuals, so how could they dare to approach them and provoke them?

The truly capable adventurers are honored guests of major merchant guilds, and even military regions and adventurer associations. They have no need to set up stalls in the square.

Most of them were just low-level swindlers who speculated and sold at high prices.

Looking at the old man and the young man, both dressed neatly and casually, and then at these weary Awakened Ones, it all seemed quite incongruous.

This looks like an elder in the family taking their child out for experience.

I just don't know why they chose Tengchong, such a godforsaken place.

Apart from medicinal herbs and some rare plants, the ecological environment here is simply a mess.

At this moment, many people were already staring at Wang Zheng's fair skin and secretly mocking him, just waiting to see the show.

Because of the harsh natural environment here, it's rare to see outsiders coming here to make a living. Everyone is basically a familiar face, so when a newcomer comes, everyone is naturally waiting to see how they fared.

Some people have even started betting on this, speculating on how many days this young master will last before he can't take it anymore.

"Look at this kid's fair and tender appearance, I bet he won't last until the third day."

"Three days? You're giving this pretty boy way too much credit. With so many mosquitoes, I think he'll be crying and running away by the second day."

"You think you can come here without some skill? A bunch of idiots, I bet you seven days!"

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Wang Zheng's heightened senses naturally allowed him to pick up on these sarcastic messages amidst the noisy environment.

He paused and greeted Chu Tianxing.

"Principal, wait for me, I'll be right back."

Seeing Chu Tianxing stop, Wang Zheng was overjoyed and quickly walked over to the group of people who were hosting the event.

When the group of idlers saw the protagonist of their mockery arrive, they immediately felt embarrassed and pretended to cough. Soon, only the big man who had been the dealer was left.

The man had dark skin and strong limbs. He wore a flashy vest that exposed his chest, and he wore ornaments made of some kind of strange beast bones on his head and chest.

He also had a gleaming curved knife tucked into his waistband, without even a scabbard, looking very fierce and clearly a skilled knife user.

Seeing that Wang Zheng was staring intently at him, the burly man was not intimidated at all and immediately spoke a sentence in heavily accented Mandarin.

What are you looking at?

Wang Zheng replied with a grin, "I don't know anything. May I ask your name, sir? I'd like to try my luck, but I don't know how the odds are calculated!"

The burly man was stunned by Wang Zheng's question, and after a long pause, he mumbled:

"Just call me Deng Darong. The old rule is to keep it up for 3 days at 1.2 odds, 5 days at 1.5 odds, and 7 days at 1.2 odds."

Hearing Wang Zheng and Deng Darong's conversation, the crowd that had previously scattered gathered around again, laughing and joking, looking like they were watching a show.

Seeing the mocking expressions in the group's eyes, Wang Zheng's gaze also began to turn amused.

'Tsk tsk tsk, you look down on me so much!'