Chapter 240

meanwhile.

Fang Ping looked around and murmured, "where are people?"

"All running so fast?"

"The big lion really let me go with the second grade team?"

"What is this? Deliberately don't let me keep up?"

Fang Ping muttered for a while and looked around. There was still grass everywhere except grass.

No one will burn, and no one will be extravagant enough to use energy stone to burn these weeds.

Overhead, the huge energy sun is still hanging high.

Glancing back, Fang Ping muttered, "go back now?"

He just walked away bravely. Now when he goes back, others won't believe that he didn't catch up with the big lion. They will only think that he is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Am I shameless?

Fang Ping scolded in his heart. I also want to face. Can I go back now?

"The lion said to go to the 30 km extreme radiation area. I've just walked for several kilometers? Plus, I was in the 10 km safety area before..."

Fang Ping calculated that if he walked more than ten kilometers, he should be able to get outside the extreme radiation area.

Big lion, they should all be over there, right?

Looking ahead, Fang Ping didn't hesitate and continued on his way.

……

At the moment, thousands of meters away from the square.

"Didn't keep up?"

Tang Feng frowned slightly and snorted in his heart. Since he was willing to stay in the second grade team, he would stay there!

"Speed up and get to the destination before dark. Next, we won't go back to the city and sleep out!"

"Yes!"

The students accelerated one after another. Zhang Ziwei hummed as she hurried along: "unexpectedly, this guy is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Yu Xianghua frowned slightly and said, "don't say that. He may have his ideas..."

"Follow him..." Zhang Ziwei accelerated her pace and said faintly, "he will never be a real strong man like this!"

Originally thought that Fang Ping was Xie Lei's strong enemy, but now, Fang Ping pushed and pushed only 30 kilometers away. Even after Tang Feng said so much, she still chose to stay in the second-class martial arts team, which made Zhang Ziwei feel that she really overestimated Fang Ping.

The others didn't say anything. Fang Ping didn't come, which was really beyond everyone's expectation. Although Tang Feng said that, he could stay in the second-class team.

But everyone could hear that it was deliberately provoking him. As a result, Fang Ping really stayed, which was unexpected.

……

With all his strength on his way, Fang Ping is very fast. Even if he doesn't consume Qi and blood, his physique has been transformed once in the high section of the third grade, which is much better than ordinary martial artists.

He cut the weeds in front of him with a knife. Fang Ping looked around and said angrily, "what do you mean, asshole!"

He is already very fast, but he still can't catch up with the team. I'm afraid he's almost 30 kilometers away now?

In the front, Fang Ping has found some remnants of the battle.

The weeds are scattered, and even faint blood color appears in the soil.

"Is this a meat grinder?"

Fang Ping murmured. During class, the teacher introduced that it was known as a meat grinder 30 kilometers away from the city.

Here, the warriors of human and Tianmen City often fight and fight.

Over the years, more than tens of thousands of fighters from both sides have died in this land.

Tens of thousands of fighters, not ordinary people. The army formed by tens of thousands of fighters, combined with the high-quality and strong, is enough to destroy an ordinary army of one million people.

"I haven't met you at the meat grinder... Has... The direction deviated a little?"

Fang Ping asked himself uncertainly. After all, there is no direct road, and there are only paths stepped out by some people in the wilderness. Martial artists rarely take a fixed road.

The path Fang Ping had just taken was not taken many times. He also saw Tang Feng and them take this path, so he caught up with them along the unclear path.

"Did they change their way?"

Fang Ping was not sure, "what should I do now?"

Fang Ping has a headache. It's deserted. Tang Feng doesn't have many people. Once the road is changed, where can I find someone?

It is said to be a meat grinder 30 kilometers away, but this is a straight-line distance. Meat grinder is only a general term. The horizontal radiation range is very wide, and the span of hundreds of miles is the range of meat grinder.

The caves are vast and sparsely populated. There are no people for dozens of kilometers. They are too sparse and ordinary.

"Why don't you... Go back to hope city first?"

Fang Ping weighed it in his heart, "or do you want to kill some cave warriors first and then go back? Lest those guys think they're getting up?"

They have arrived at the meat grinder, so they go back directly. It doesn't make sense to be empty handed.

The meat grinder is the activity area of low and medium-sized martial artists, and there are few five or six products.

"As long as you don't encounter the six grade peak of the big lion... You may not be able to run away..."

"Well, kill a few three-level peaks and go back. Let those bastards know that I kill more three-level peaks than they have seen!"

……

Entering the range of the meat grinder, there are a lot of sparse vegetation here. The perennial war between martial artists leads to the meat grinder like a bald man. You can often see some bare pits.

Fang Ping lightened his steps, concentrated his energy and paid attention to the surrounding environment.

Before, in the big team, two middle-class tutors followed, and nearly 100 students were careless. It's all right.

He's alone now. The danger is greatly increased.

"Who?"

Fang Ping suddenly drank softly and raised his knife to chop.

After waiting for a while, it was quiet around. Fang Ping put down his long knife and didn't cheat. No one should be there.

"Can the cave warrior understand what I say?"

"It should be OK, just one word..."

The surrounding area was too quiet, which made Fang Ping feel uneasy. He had to comfort himself to reduce this uneasiness.

After looking around vigilantly for more than ten minutes, Fang Ping didn't see a ghost and was greatly depressed.

"Why don't you go back first?"

Fang Ping looked around and felt some impulse to go back.

When a person is in the wild, he will face the enemy at any time. He is very nervous and uncomfortable.

Just when Fang Ping's thought rose and slightly relaxed his vigilance, a light and shadow suddenly flashed in the grass on the left!

The next moment, Fang Ping's hair stood up and hurried to avoid it!

"Poof!"

A faint sound of flesh cracking came, Fang Ping's pupils shrunk sharply, his feet accelerated and retreated rapidly!

The attacker in the grass also caught up quickly, but the speed was not as fast as Fang Ping. Seeing Fang Ping withdraw from the attack range, the long haired man who came out of the grass flashed a little unwilling in his eyes, and then quickly drilled into the grass and disappeared in an instant.

Fang Ping had lingering palpitations and touched his throat. His hands were wet and bleeding.

The other party raided and a sword almost pierced his throat.

The throat is also one of the fatal weaknesses of the lower three-level martial arts.

Fang Ping's head was dripping with cold sweat, and then he was out of reach. The other party should not reach the third grade high section, and almost killed himself with a sword!

"Want to run!"

Fang Ping was angry and quickly chased into the grass at the next moment.

Just entering the grass, the sword flash again!

The other party didn't run, waiting for Fang Ping!

Fang Ping was not flustered this time. He turned his head slightly and avoided the other party's sword tip in an instant. The next moment, Fang Ping didn't see where the person was. The long knife cut down like thunder along the direction of Qi and blood sensed by his mental power!

"Poof!"

With a dull sound, the long knife went into the meat, and the weeds in front of Fang Ping broke one after another, and the blade also split the man behind the grass in two.

"Madder, I really thought I couldn't feel you?"

Fang Ping scolded. Before that, he was not prepared enough, and the other party converged his Qi and blood, so he was successfully raided.

However, since the mental power has broken through the 500 Hz mark, although it can not be officially released to suppress the enemy, it can spread a little. The mental power is very sensitive to energy particles. The power of Qi and blood is actually an embodiment of energy particles.

The other party is so close to Fang Ping, even if the Qi and blood convergence is better, it is as bright as a firefly in the night in Fang Ping's eyes.

A knife killed the other party. Fang Ping cut off all the weeds around, adding a bald spot to the meat grinder.

He reserved a space for himself to dodge. Fang Ping came forward to check the man who had just been hacked to death.

……

The long hair of the shawl should have been tied up before. At the moment, it has been scattered all over the ground. The square sword broke out. The martial artists below the third grade high section are unmatched, and the other party's head has long become two halves.

"Black hair..."

Fang Ping squatted and observed, "it's similar to human beings... No, it's similar to Asian people."

The body lying on the ground, with black hair and yellow skin, is about 25-30 years old.

"The strength of the first section of the third grade... I'm brave enough to sneak into the high section of the third grade..."

Of course, the other party may not see Fang Ping's strength. Fang Ping looks very young and not as sophisticated as those martial artists who often enter the caves. He looks like a baby. This is the main reason why the other party attacked him.

Fang Ping looked over each other's body, found a small cloth bag, threw the cloth bag aside and didn't hurry to check.

The cloth bag and the long sword in each other's hands are his capture this time.

Fang Ping checked the other party's clothes and boots again. The clothes seemed to be ordinary cloth clothes. The boots were leather. I don't know what kind of biological skin it was. Fang Ping couldn't tell.

He stretched out his hand and tore it hard, and the leather boots were torn flat.

"It's not made of medium and high grade biological fur. It's a pity."

Fang Ping shook her head slightly and threw her boots aside. Looking back, Fang Ping picked up the broken clothes and checked them again. Soon, Fang Ping found a badge the size of a coin in the original chest.

"Third prize medal."

Fang Ping stared at the golden medal in front of him. There were three long swords printed on the front of the medal. One of them was a dagger, which meant that the other party was a swordsman at the beginning of the third grade.

On the back, there is a brooch and an invisible plant.

But Fang Ping knows that this is the "Tianmen tree".

"Tianmen tree" is also the emblem of Tianmen City. In Tianmen City, the old professor said that there is a giant tree up to 100 meters, which is called "Tianmen tree" by human beings.

The martial arts medal is also a symbol of cave martial arts. Most martial arts will wear this level medal.

"The martial arts of Tianmen City... The strength at the beginning of the third grade should be idle martial arts."

Fang Ping made a judgment. It was also very simple to tell whether it was an idle warrior or a warrior in the army of Tianmen City.

Almost all military personnel use uniform weapons. Fang Ping saw the long swords of those military personnel in the research institute before, which are different from those used by this person in front of him.

Moreover, the military, the strong hunt alone, and the weak are organized. At the beginning of the third grade, we can only say that the strength is average, and the military rarely appears alone.

"An idle martial artist, the beginning of the third grade, almost killed me by clicking..."

Fang Ping's eyes flickered, and the strength of the other party was far inferior to him.

I was careful enough, but I was still not vigilant enough. I was almost attacked and killed.

Touching his throat, the wound has stopped bleeding and is healing rapidly, but Fang Ping still has some lingering palpitations.

"Be careful, be careful, be more careful!"

Three "cautions" in a row made Fang Ping more vigilant, and his mental strength began to condense into silk and diffuse around his body.

Pick up the other party's Yangtze River, Fang Ping knocked and squeezed it hard, "the degree of E-grade alloy, poor man!"

The weapons used by the warriors in the grottoes are not human alloys, but to judge the strength of weapons, humans prefer to use their own rating to calculate.

In places such as the military headquarters and Wuhan University, cave weapons will only be recycled according to two-thirds of the price of alloy grade.

In fact, many of the weapons of cave warriors are made of raw ore. The government buys them back and adds other metals. One cave weapon may finally be able to create three alloy weapons of the same strength.

This is also an important source of raw materials for weapon manufacturing companies to manufacture alloys.

After weighing the long sword, it was not too heavy. It was only five or six kilograms at most. It was sold to the military headquarters or other departments for five or six million.

Kill a three-level warrior. If you only get this harvest, it can't be smaller.

There is no extra reward for those who kill martial arts in the cave, just look at the capture.

Of course, it's not absolute. Sometimes the military headquarters will assign some tasks, such as hunting how many inferior fighters and how many middle-class fighters, and will also give some additional rewards, mainly to encourage everyone to kill more cave fighters.

Fang Ping opened the small cloth bag again. There were very few things in it.

One belongs to steamed bread like dry food, an energy stone with rough surface, and... No, a cultivation energy stone slightly larger than rice grain.

"Can you cultivate energy stone to replenish qi and blood?"

Fang Ping judged and died of 1 gram.

It's the basic energy stone, about 10 grams.

"One gram of cultivating energy stone is worth 30 credits, 900000. It's not cheap. With 10 grams of basic energy stone, I don't know how high the purity is. I'm afraid it's the lowest kind. 10 credits, 300000."

After calculation, this time I killed the third grade early Duan Wu, and I won less than 2 million.

Fang Ping is a high-level martial artist of the third grade, so he can kill easily. Other martial artists of the third grade may not be. Maybe he was killed in the first sword.

A three-level warrior, risking his life, killed his opponent and reaped less than 2 million, which is not much.

"People are dead and things have been seized by me. Why didn't you increase the value of wealth?"

Fang Ping glanced at his wealth and frowned slightly.

Before entering the grottoes, his wealth value reached more than 80 million. During this period, he consumed some, and now there are 79 million.

After it can be seized, it does not increase the value of wealth, which is different from before.

If you have done a task before, the reward will be calculated only after you receive the credits. If you have captured other pills and weapons, you will be given to Fang Ping, even if Fang Ping's wealth.

Now the other party is dead, why not count him?

"It doesn't count as my wealth value, which means these things... Don't belong to me yet..."

Thinking of this, Fang Ping suddenly contracted his pupils. The next moment, Fang Ping jumped up in the air and ran back like lightning!

At the moment when Fang Ping jumped up and ran, a sound broke the air at the place where Fang Ping had just stopped!

"Kagu..."

There was a low roar of anger in the grass. Fang Ping didn't know whether the other party was shouting at the dead man or scolding, such as "death". He didn't learn this and no one taught it. Of course, it's no longer important at the moment.

When the system decided that these properties did not belong to him, Fang Ping knew that they were in danger!

System comparison pit, unless something is sure to be yours, it is your wealth value.

Once uncertain, it will not increase.

Just as at the beginning, he caught Huang Bin. Those properties may not belong to him, so he did not increase any wealth value.

When Wang Jinyang finished sharing the stolen goods with him, he increased his wealth value.

At this moment, Fang Ping realized that there might be cave warriors around him, and his strength was not weak. If it was too weak, he might not have to calculate it with systematic urination.

"The system can be used as an early warning device..."

When Fang Ping fled, he couldn't help thinking about it.

This function used to be powerful. Now it seems that it's also good.

As for the breath coming from behind, Fang Ping felt his Qi and blood for a while, which was much better than himself. He should be a four grade martial artist.

His Qi and blood has reached 999 cards. It is difficult for those with three grades of martial arts, even those with peak martial arts, to break through this limit. The other party's Qi and blood is higher than his own. 99% is four grades, maybe higher.

Of course, four products are more likely. Five or six products, or Tang Feng, catch up with himself in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ping looked around as he fled.

More than ten meters behind him, a cave man in leather armor and holding a long knife stared at Fang Ping with a thick chill on his face.

The other party was in hot pursuit, not even the dead warrior's body.

"My luck..."

Fang Ping had never fought with a Chinese martial artist, nor dared to fight the other party rashly, so he had to escape.

In the meat grinder, although there are often Chinese martial artists fighting, Chinese martial artists are not Chinese cabbage. Compared with such a large place, they are still difficult to meet. Most of the lower three martial artists are Chinese.

Fang Ping didn't expect that when he first came here, he met a Chinese martial artist, which was unfortunate.

"The big lion wants me to do the task alone. I can meet the middle grade casually. It's too dangerous!"

Fang Ping secretly scolded. During class, the teacher also said that the middle grade martial arts are the backbone of caves and human beings. They are rare at ordinary times. Most of them encounter the lower third grade in the field.

But now?

Before, there was a pile of middle-grade goods at the juntun. Now I walk around and meet another one. Is this rare?

It's called everywhere, okay!

"How did those martial artists who used to be at the beginning of the third grade survive?"

Fang Ping is very depressed. It's so dangerous. Don't those who are good at the beginning of the third grade die when they come in?

……

When Fang Ping was pursued, he deviated from his left direction for more than ten kilometers.

Tang Feng frowned and said in a deep voice, "is there a big move in Tianmen City? There are more middle-class martial arts than before."

Then Tang Feng said, "don't be too alarmed when you meet a middle-class martial artist. Our martial artists are also hunting in the middle-class territory. You can run back and ask for help. The probability of meeting our middle-class martial artist is very high, and the other party doesn't dare to chase it all the time.

Remember, don't run to the depths when you meet a middle-class warrior, because the appearance of the other party's middle-class warrior means that our middle-class warrior is unlikely to appear in the front. Moreover, the deeper you go, the more powerful the Tianmen City is. Don't run away. "

Everyone nodded one after another. Everyone still understood this truth.

Besides, the closer you go, the closer you get to Tianmen City. Of course, you have to run back. You don't have to tell me.