Faced with Wei Yuan's smug look and boastful tone, if Fang Yuan had been in the Tiandao Mercenary System before, he might have been angry in his heart but remained indifferent on the surface, maintaining the last bit of dignity of his warrior family.
But Fang Yuan now really didn't think that Wei Yuan, who was known as a genius, was so great that he completed the warrior trial after nearly a year of full-time training.
So he spoke to Wei Yuan in a calm tone and did not flatter him, which made Wei Yuan very depressed and felt like he was talking to a deaf person.
After crossing the suspension bridge with Fang Yuan, he watched Fang Yuan walking towards the market and sneered, "What's there to be proud of as a corpse hunter without a lord? How dare you talk to me on an equal footing! Humph! This is probably his last glory as the heir to a fallen warrior family."
As a neighbor, Wei Yuan naturally knew the situation of Fang Yuan's family. This was also the reason why Fang Yuan's family and other people in the slums, although living together, were not familiar with each other as neighbors.
When he was a child, Wei Yuan envied Fang Yuan very much because he came from a warrior family. He felt that the upbringing of Fang Yuan's warrior family was very majestic, and Fang Yuan, who was able to fight after simple training, was very majestic.
But now, Wei Yuan, who has become a high-level warrior, completed the warrior trial, and is about to be promoted to a warrior, and Fang Yuan, who is still hanging around in the slums, are not from the same world at all.
"You will only be left with the last glory of your warrior family, while I will create my own warrior family. This is the biggest difference between us! Fang Yuan, from now on, you will look up to me and continue my legend!"
Wei Yuan looked at Fang Yuan who entered the market and disappeared into the crowd, and spoke softly but firmly.
"Wei Yuan, is that you? Why are you standing at the city gate? Is there something wrong?" A bastard of noble birth saw Wei Yuan, the most famous young genius in the water stronghold in recent years, and the warrior who was trained by the lord Gu last year, and greeted him enthusiastically.
Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze from Fang Yuan, smiled and greeted this nobleman who looked familiar but whose name he could not remember, then ignored him and went directly to the warrior training camp in the east of the city.
The noble young man who took the initiative to greet Wei Yuan was very angry in his heart, but he smiled and waved at Wei Yuan's back as he walked away, as if they were very familiar with each other and were good friends.
Several noble sons came over from nearby. Seeing that he was actually familiar with the famous genius Wei Yuan, they immediately surrounded him and asked him about Wei Yuan.
The young nobleman surrounded in the center was secretly delighted: "This is the effect we want!" But his face was calm, and he spoke eloquently about his deep friendship with Wei Yuan without blushing. He won the admiration of the other young noblemen around him, and they all asked him to introduce Wei Yuan to them.
"Wei Yuan is so busy cultivating, how can he be as leisurely as us? He and I are so close that we only see each other once a month to catch up."
"Alas—how come these cultivation geniuses are so boring?"
"Yeah, yeah! With a life of either training or fighting, I don't know how they manage to hold on."
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Fang Yuan went to the market and bought some food and charcoal with his tusks before returning to his home.
Fang Yuan's family fled from their lord's fiefdom, and when they arrived at the water stronghold, there were only six people left, either women or children. Twelve years later, only three people were left in the family.
Except for Fang Yuan's sick mother and a frail thirteen-year-old cousin, everyone else was either dead or sold.
The sixteen-year-old Fang Yuan vaguely remembered the prosperity of his family before the Corpse Demon Disaster. It was completely different from the present!
Therefore, he hated the plague of corpse demons very much. As a child, he always longed for capable lords and great figures to end this disaster and let his family return to their original fiefdom.
Fang Yuan thought that this was like going back to the past, as if nothing had happened, and their family was still prosperous and thriving!
After growing up, he realized that time has passed and cannot be reversed. The lord has been defeated and has lost his territory, but he has no intention of taking back the territory. He only thinks about enjoying himself and protecting himself!
Fang Yuan, who understood all this, was in despair! The family had run out of food and could no longer survive. His mother and cousin were at their wit's end. They were also filled with despair, despair of the hardships of life, and they could only choose to wait for death at home.
However, even in despair, Fang Yuan refused to accept his fate and wanted to fight one last time!
That's why Fang Yuan left the water stronghold, landed, and became a corpse hunter, risking his life to fight for a bite of food to survive.
He failed and he succeeded.
If it weren't for the Tiandao Mercenary System, he would have died by now and become food for the zombies.
But with the Tiandao Mercenary System, he not only survived the zombies' pursuit, but also greatly increased his strength, killed the zombies, and now he had a "lord" and hope!
The hope of becoming stronger through the inheritance of combat skills and the support of resources from the mercenary market, the hope of ending the plague of corpse demons, and the hope of restoring the glory of the family!
People with hope always have a different spirit than those without hope. However, there are many people in the slums who cannot see hope, and few people like Fang Yuan who do see hope.
So, Fang Yuan, smiling broadly as he walked into the slums, carrying grain and coal on his back, was both dazzling and very different! He seemed completely out of place in the slums.
Five gang members who were hanging out in the slums blocked Fang Yuan's way with wooden sticks.
"Fang Yuan, you've made a fortune now, so you should know the rules, right?" The man looked at the food and coal on Fang Yuan's back, his eyes full of greed.
"Oh? What are the rules? Tell me about them." Fang Yuan looked at the five malnourished young men in front of him. Their strength was at most that of an intermediate warrior. They did not have the courage to land on the pus bag to hunt zombies. He asked with disdain.
"According to the rules, food and charcoal entering the slums must be paid as a 30% tribute." The leading young man shouted sternly.
"I remember that the rule you mentioned refers to ordinary people, but corpse hunters are not included." Fang Yuan, who was about to get home, was unwilling to fight with them and said directly
"You, a corpse hunter?! How is that possible? Haha..." The leading young man laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke.
Fang Yuan had no choice but to use the food and coal behind him as a cover to take out the shield and sword from the space grid.
The leading young man, seeing Fang Yuan equipped with a shield and a sword, preparing to attack, immediately felt the murderous aura of his boss.
"This is a corpse hunter! And he's a powerful corpse hunter who can rival the boss! With such momentum, there's no way he can be wrong!"
The leading young man immediately stopped mocking him and, quite understandingly, immediately admitted his mistake, saying with a smile, "My eyes are so short, Brother Fang is really a corpse hunter."
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