"Young Ma, Wang Zheng has been drawn to Falling Leaf Town, this time, he will definitely die."
The call from Zhao Mang made Ma Shaohua's mood rise.
What is Falling Leaf Town, without the strength of the fourth or fifth level, there is no difference between arriving here and sending in vain. Under the order of the military department, at any time may be directly into the battlefield, with Wang Zheng's strength, in addition to death, there is no second possibility.
Ma Shaohua but received news that a large number of ferocious beasts in the fallen leaf town clouds, at any time there may be a tragic battle.
First-class martial artists put into the battlefield, the result can be imagined.
In three months, I don't know how many level four and five martial artists will fall in Falling Leaf Town, not to mention just a level one martial artist?
A simple little means, you can toss the other party, and then be killed, not even the corpse will be left. The higher-ups, it is not necessary to personally take action, some small favors, you can achieve the purpose, this is also my father has always taught himself the code of conduct.
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Coming out of the Zhou's equipment, Wang Zheng's mood was great.
The next step was to find a team.
The task given by the military ministry was actually asking martial artists to hunt freely to reduce the army's burden. The more ferocious beasts they killed, the greater the pressure on the town of Fallen Leaves. But there is another premise, is that the military department will give the amount of tasks, can not be completed, will be a cut in the welfare of martial artists.
If necessary, once the army is overburdened, the martial artists who are drawn over will also be put on the battlefield.
Every place where martial artists are transported to be drawn is actually where the front line is strained.
Putting this rune gun on his back, in the town of falling leaves, was not abrupt at all, and there were more people than Wang Zheng who exaggerated.
The martial artists drawn here, will be grouped, the last hundred or so years of experience, the group will generally be more than five people, only this number of members to ensure that have a higher survival rate, can be in the face of more complex situations.
The central square of Falling Leaf Town.
Formerly an experience big town of fallen leaves, the town center square is built according to the European style, where has a cathedral, has a flower garden, which is full of exotic flowers. But by now, the whole square has long been obsolete, many dilapidated, the previous flowers were replaced by weeds.
When Wang Zheng arrived here, this place has long been a bustle of activity.
Not familiar with each other, how to find the right team?
The first is to use advanced means of communication to form a group out, and then search around here, add them to the group, and then slowly screen.
The second way is to use the stall recruitment method in this central square.
In fact, the first approach, ultimately, like the second approach, only the first approach is more efficient, it is easy to find enough teammates.
Wang Zheng level one martial artist's information, although searched in this area, but level one identity, will not even be considered in their consideration. Level one, more they think is just follow who came here to adventure, or people who came here to travel to feel the war.
Like other martial artists, early about the group, almost not Wang Zheng's current level one martial artist information can do.
"The Fierce Dragon Battle Team is recruiting three martial artists of rank five or higher."
"The Crossing Dragon team recruits one fifth rank martial artist."
"The Heavenly Tiger Battle Team recruits five rank four or higher rank martial artists."
"The Purple Violet Battle Team recruits three rank four or higher ranked female martial artists."
Everywhere in this if large square, one could see a table with recruitment signs. One group battle team, their team name, let Wang Zheng have a seemingly in the real game, this is exactly the same as the time to play a copy, a team is recruiting players.
The only difference is that the people being recruited are martial artists.
The feeling Wang Zheng got from being here was like a job fair, where countless martial artists came to apply for jobs.
Whether they were recruited, or had arranged to meet here long ago, Wang Zheng found that there was no place for himself here. The minimum requirement, too, was a level requirement of four or higher.
Here, Wang Zheng's level one martial artist badge is really a bit attention-grabbing.
"What for, go away go away, don't block my recruitment here."
When Wang Zheng stood in one of the team's recruitment positions, a rank four martial artist with impatience on his face directly told Wang Zheng to get lost. In his eyes, what was a level one martial artist? Just like a beginner, barely even a beginner.
Wang Zheng rubbed his nose and walked down again.
"Go go go, don't get in the way." Another martial artist at the stall waved his hand at Wang Zheng.
The other martial artists, seeing Wang Zheng walking all the way over, all had fierce looks on their faces, whether Wang Zheng had an attitude of watching or wanted to come here to rub up against the team, they were not interested in paying attention to it, there were still two days before the mission would start, by then the amount of missions assigned was still unknown, they did not dare to take it lightly.
The amount of tasks assigned down is determined by individual level, the higher the level, the higher the amount of tasks.
Form a team, in order to actually be more relaxed when completing the task, can take care of each other, reduce the risk factor.
Between lives, who dares to recruit people in indiscriminately?
Each person recruited will be determined after determining his level, as well as the ossification situation, before finally determining whether it is needed or not.
In this case, Wang Zheng's rank was seen as disruptive and certainly did not want Wang Zheng to stay in front of the recruitment table so as not to affect their recruitment.
Bumping into walls everywhere made Wang Zheng laugh bitterly.
"Damn, which brain-damaged person in the military department would draw himself to this place?" Wang Zheng spat a mouthful of saliva, and his heart was also a bit annoyed.
If the fierce beasts in the training tournament were level one, this was at least a level four dominated fierce beast area, what was the matter with drawing a level one martial artist to this place? When did the military department make such a low-level mistake?
The difference between one's own level one martial artist, and a level four vicious beast, is completely two conceptual.
Faintly, Wang Zheng has felt that this one thing, absolutely not simple.
After a busy day, Wang Zheng, in addition to bumping into walls everywhere, who refused to let Wang Zheng into the team. A level one martial artist, really think they are a milkman to deal with? In just one day, Wang Zheng became famous here, and everyone knew that among the martial artists drawn this time, there was a level one junior martial artist.
Wang Zheng is a little bitter, but his face is always with a smile.
Because he doesn't care how high level martial artist you are trying to recruit, he will ask down with a spread: "Hello, my name is Wang Zheng, a first level martial artist, do you need a martial artist like me?"
No matter if you refused, or screamed and cursed, this young man named Wang Zheng, as if his face was as thick as a wall, ignored some of this scolding and kept repeating this phrase. Seems to have become a mantra, Wang Zheng every stall, will recite it once, before you get angry, and is walking to the next stall.
"This kid, will not be stimulated to madness?"
"Poor wa, just be driven crazy."
Looking at the fool-like Wang Zheng, the entire central square of martial artists, all of them with a trace of pity on their faces.
The voice of a madman, a fool rang out from their ears, but Wang Zheng continued with this one of his introductions as if he had not heard it.
"Hello, my name is Wang Zheng, a level one martial artist, do you need a martial artist like me?"
"Ding, stripe power increased by 350 points."
In his ears, the prompting sound that came like heavenly music made Wang Zheng's body soothe, and when the other party shouted out for him to get lost, Wang Zheng was already decisively heading to the next one. The first time I saw him, I was able to get a few hundred to a thousand lines of power, and I was able to get a few hundred to a thousand lines of power, which made Wang Zheng happy.
In just half a day's time, the entire central square was harassed by Wang Zheng.
The result was that every martial artist who saw Wang Zheng had a change of face and avoided him, to the point where he turned pale at the sound of his voice, in their eyes, this Wang Zheng was a madman.