…
Therefore, she didn't sign up. She would rather go out of the city and hunt more monsters with that time. She could earn money and hone her own strength...
And this Brother Zuo actually came to participate in the competition!
In other words, his strength has reached the king level.
Hiss~ Such a young king!
They couldn't help but be shocked!
"Brother Zuo, how old are you this year?" Chen Mingzhu asked tentatively.
"18, what's wrong?"
“Nothing… nothing…”
Hmm... so tender...
Chen Mingzhu secretly counted her age on her fingers, her face suddenly changed, and she fell into deep confusion.
There was a voice in her heart that kept asking her: Does the old cow want to eat tender grass... Does it want to, does it want to...
"Brother, excuse me for asking one more question," Du Jinbao interrupted.
"How many years have you been awakened?"
He is the youngest military commander in the guild, only 20 years old this year.
He usually calls himself a genius.
Now, the little brother in front of me is only 18 years old!
He was very shocked and a little unconvinced.
Or maybe the little brother has been awakened for more than ten years, or maybe he has been practicing for more than ten years, so it is reasonable for him to reach the king level.
However, he overlooked one thing.
Those who can awaken on their own within a few years are geniuses among geniuses...
"Hmm..." Zuo Qinglong looked up at the sky and thought carefully.
"It's been almost three months since I awakened."
Hiss, hiss, hiss,
A group of people are having a collective seizure.
Du Jinbao was petrified.
Even Chen Mingzhu was stunned with shock.
"Three months? How is that possible?"
"Only three months of training has already reached the King level..." Du Jinbao was distraught and muttered to himself:
"Three months... three months..."
Zuo Qinglong spread his hands and said helplessly, "It's indeed been almost three months."
"I haven't been promoted to the Emperor level yet. It's really a bit slow..."
Chen Mingzhu and his group stared at this little brother intently.
They wanted to yell and hit people.
They think someone is super Versailles here!
Pretending to be something cool!
But they have no evidence...
On the other side,
Chen Haner suffered a severe mental blow from the bad news and became totally distraught.
Hua Baigang naturally began to give orders and exercise the power of acting president.
Chen Han'er didn't say anything. It was a good thing that someone stood up and became the backbone of the guild at this time.
And it was appointed by the president on his deathbed.
Well...she has no objection, so let's leave it this way for now.
…
The sun, having worked faithfully all day, finally went off work and disappeared over the horizon.
The temperature in the desert began to drop instantly.
Ma Yuan and a few others picked up a pile of dead wood to prepare for life and cooking.
Zuo Qinglong looked at the food they took out, all of which were from the city.
He quickly stopped them and pointed at the sandworms and said:
"There's some ready-made right there, eat it."
"May I?"
"That's a king-level sandworm!"
"It can be sold for a lot of money."
"Besides, you killed it, it's your personal property..."
"Hey, it's just a king-level sandworm," Zuo Qinglong said indifferently.
"Besides, with a body this size, how much can you eat in one meal?"
He swung out a wind blade, splitting the sandworm in two.
He collected the head part himself.
Then, drag the tail to the temporary cooking area.
"This is the rations for the next few days, keep them safe!"
Ma Yuan: "This...this is not good, right?"
Even if it was only half of a sandworm's body, it would be an extremely valuable thing for people like them.
"How about this, little brother, we'll cut up the meat for dinner, and you put away the rest."
Zuo Qinglong patted Ma Yuan's shoulder.
"Meeting is fate. It's just a little external thing. Why make such a fuss?"
“But…it’s too expensive…”
Ma Yuan didn't dare to make a decision and turned to look at the president Chen Mingzhu.
Chen Mingzhu nodded and said, "Ma Yuan, take it."
"It's rare that Brother Zuo doesn't treat us as outsiders. If we refuse again, we will be ungrateful."
"Okay then!" Ma Yuan happily accepted it.
"Little brother, go and have a rest. Leave this to us rough guys."
"Haha, okay."
"I'll leave it to you. I'll get to taste your cooking skills later."
"Leave it to me!"
…
Zuo Qinglong sat on the sand, his thoughts wandering.
The last king-level magic core is in hand, and he can be promoted to the emperor level at any time!
Imperial level, within easy reach!
However, now is not a good time to advance.
If I were to advance now, wouldn't these people be scared to death?
Reaching the king level in three months is already astonishing.
Didn’t you see Du Jinbao, who was still mumbling to himself like a lost soul, muttering something about three months, three months.
"Little brother, what are you thinking about?"
Chen Mingzhu walked over to Zuo Qinglong and sat down casually.
"I wasn't thinking about anything. I was just wondering what the difference is between a big city like the Magic City and a small town."
"Well, you've asked the right person." Chen Mingzhu said with a smile:
"We are all born and raised in the Magic City."
"If there's any difference..., there's actually not much difference..."
"Ordinary people live behind high walls, without freedom..."
"Rich people live a life of luxury, while poor people work from nine to five."
"The gap between the rich and the poor is perhaps even more pronounced than in small cities. The rich get richer, and the poor get poorer..."
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