The difficulty of the task assigned by the military ministry is beyond expectation, while there is still time, so that one martial artist, had to start readjusting the configuration of the team.
Tomorrow, the mission countdown begins, although it is not yet to immediately move, but the later, representing the time will drag on the longer, the more difficult to complete the task. Many times, the fierce beast is killed is killed, you want to complete the task, you need to be more in-depth to see the trail of the fierce beast.
A team team configuration adjustment, and Wang Zheng's relationship is the same as zero.
Faced with a more difficult task allocation, even if there was a glimmer of consideration before Wang Zheng's team, are no longer considering Wang Zheng.
The amount of tasks for each person is different, and forming a team means that the amount of tasks for each task will add up. For example, if each person has twenty ferocious beasts, a team of five people will need to hunt and kill a hundred ferocious beasts, but just because you form a team, you don't need to complete the amount of tasks for just one person.
"Twenty level one ferocious beasts, one month's time."
On the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth, there was a faint smile arcing, as long as it was arranged according to his level, he didn't need to worry too much.
The number of vicious beasts that he had killed during the experience tournament far exceeded this one number, even if there were a large number of vicious beasts placed by the military ministry among them, but this one battle record was where Wang Zheng's bottom line was.
Wang Zheng stood up, patted his buttocks, and walked towards the street.
The next thing to prepare, is some field supplies, including dry food and other things.
Other teams and teams, many are wealthy, their means of transportation are cars and the like, while Wang Zheng temporarily do not need to think about some of these things, on the pocket is still more than a thousand dollars, can also be supplemented with a little dry food and medicine.
As the closest town to the front line, the town of fallen leaves will of course have this type of goods, and there are not many people operating.
Do not need to draw, usually there will be quite a few martial artists arrive here to start the hunt for ferocious beasts.
The way martial artists make money is by hunting ferocious beasts to obtain materials.
The martial artist grocery store.
This name is really dominant, at least Wang Zheng walked in here because of this one name.
A simple grocery store, rows of shelves, somewhat similar to a supermarket, only it is small, just five rows of shelves, with a medical kit and dry food package on it. The human space is compressed, the merchants are definitely penetrating the products to every detail.
Medical kits have included the many medicines needed in the wilderness to, and dry food kits are well-made, a package can make a single person a week without worrying about stomach problems.
Both bags, which are made to be the easiest to carry, minimizing the impact of wilderness travel, are also subdivided into four models: small, medium, large and extra large.
Several martial artists were picking out here, and when they saw Wang Zheng, they obviously froze for a moment, and it was clear that they must be people who knew Wang Zheng's big name.
Wang Zheng showed his teeth and smiled: "Hi!" It was a greeting, and then regardless of their pale faces, they looked up on this shelf. Sad to say, Wang Zheng found that the money in his pocket could only buy a small medical bag and a small dry food bag.
Priced at 500 yuan a bag, so Wang Zheng suddenly pockets than face clean.
"No two prices, not even the opportunity to bargain,"
Out of the grocery store, Wang Zheng shook his head, it seems that there is still a need to desperately earn money.
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Outside the town of Falling Leaves.
A dusty road leading into the distance, crushed by a large number of military vehicles and tanks, making this road, which had been built for more than a hundred years, potholed.
Walking here, Wang Zheng had to cover his mouth with his hand.
On the fourth day of the town, Wang Zheng chose to leave, God knows when the other martial artists poured out, he had no chance to run into the ferocious beasts?
Beyond the road, is the dense growth of grass and a large number of bushes, not far from one or two large trees towering.
Before the new century, this area is all farmland, more than a hundred years of abandonment here did not form the jungle, but the weeds are inevitable. Occasionally, you can also see the weeds have some broken walls, these are the former countryside, after more than a hundred years, a house collapsed, if not some weathered concrete pillars in, a few difficult to find the existence of some of these villages.
More than a hundred years away, Wang Zheng is unable to appreciate what some of these villages are really like, only from some words and pictures, see this kind of ancient villages.
Humans are constantly compressed under the living space, land into the most important resources, the population is concentrated together by the government, the formation of a huge city, basically, there is no longer what the rural areas.
When you see the buildings that still exist outside the city, living in these places people, is definitely not a simple person, this is a villa.
Three SUVs sped past on the highway, bringing up a burst of dust.
"Hahahaha, Wang Zheng, you're a cow."
An arrogant shout came from one of the SUVs, which should have been a martial artist who recognized Wang Zheng.
Only a martial artist could be seen standing on the sunroof of the SUV, laughing maniacally at Wang Zheng, then comparing his mother's finger and pressing down again. For some reason, at this moment, this martial artist felt nothing but a great feeling, it was simply a pleasure to explode.
Being harassed by Wang Zheng for a few days, and now being able to laugh back in this one way, surprisingly gives one a sense of excitement.
The meaning of the cow, in fact, is that Wang Zheng level one martial artist, how dare he alone towards the ferocious beast area, this a bold, worthy of the name of neurotic, crazy.
Other people who do not know Wang Zheng, one by one to see this level one martial artist young man, carrying equipment, as well as medical kits and dry food bags, a glance to know is to enter into the ferocious beast area. This one move made their jaws drop in some disbelief.
"Crazy."
Instantly, the crowd gave Wang Zheng a definition.
"Ding, tattoo power increased by 720 points."
"Ding ..."
As the alert tone came, Wang Zheng looked at the three buggies that were far away, first, he viciously "bah", spitting out the dust in his mouth, and only then did he reveal a smile. This appears to be an increase in the power of the lines, must be to know their own people to introduce their own deeds to others produced.
The buggy ignored the potholes here, making Wang Zheng envious.
In fact, off-road vehicles are not expensive, but there is one thing of expensive, driving off-road vehicles is burning money. Gasoline and diesel, a tank of oil will need tens of thousands of dollars, and not from time to time you can buy. This thing, not now Wang Zheng can play.
The first group of martial artists who departed, one after another, left the town of Fallen Leaves when the sun was just showing a hint.
The appearance of one convoy after another made this one road so dusty that even the line of sight was obscured.
The consequence was that Wang Zheng almost became a mud man, covered in dust.
For this lone figure walking on the highway, a martial artist could not help but describe it as astonished and jaw-dropping, especially the martial artist who recognized Wang Zheng, not to mention that they could not figure out the strength of a first-grade martial artist who also dared to leave the town of Fallen Leaves easily? Or is this young man really a madman?
With the departure of a convoy of cars, the entire highway was again left with Wang Zheng, a lone pedestrian.
Half an hour later.
A vibration came from the ground, and a moment later the roar of a tank could be heard.
Wang Zheng stopped to look back, a tank unit appeared in the extreme distance and was bursting along the road towards the ferocious beast area.
Without hesitation, Wang Zheng stood directly in the middle of the highway, stretching out two hands in scratching.
There are still dozens of kilometers from the beast area, so walking, noon may not be able to arrive, other martial artists do not have to think about the hitchhiker, but a ride on the tank unit, should not be a problem, right?
As for this kind of bar road type of move, will not be a tank a gun to the sky, Wang Zheng is not worried, because they are human.
The same as what Wang Zheng thought, extremely far away found their beating head a tank although not stop, or keep driving, but in close to their own still a few meters, stopped.
The hideous barrel was not thick, but was lengthened and thinned, just look carefully, you can see that this one tank's barrel and turret were modified with runic metal, making it so powerful that the kinetic energy generated was so perverse that it exceeded the power of the electromagnetic acceleration cannon.
This tank unit was filled with soldiers clutching their guns, and a row of more than twenty tanks were placed on the road, more like a transport convoy.
"Kid, looking for death, are you? Get out of here right now."
A soldier sitting on the side of the tank gun barrel clutching his gun said in a rough voice, like this kind of thing barring the tank unit, if the other side is not human, long ago a gun blast over.