Under the eyes of the public, that peculiar building was once again shrouded in dazzling light.
The monks of the Seventh City, although not the first time they have witnessed the wonder, their hearts are still extremely shocked.
They used various methods to inquire about news related to this place, but found nothing.
The buildings and altars in front of me couldn't find any relevant records, they were as mysterious as Tang Zhen.
In the chaotic time and space, many things appear out of thin air, and most of them cannot find the source.
But there is no place that will buy all kinds of ordinary materials and sell all kinds of war materials at a loss.
No matter how you look at it, I feel that this is deliberately giving benefits.
The monks in the seventh city believed that this was a blessing from heaven and a gift from the strong human race.
Driven by interests, the monks of the Seventh City, big and small, have become extremely active recently.
They are no longer busy with cultivation, but gather all kinds of materials around, and then send them to God City for trading.
The name God City was originally called out by civilians.
It wasn't a commoner's contrivance, but a similar name was mentioned by the other party during a conversation with the summoned monk.
The name God City was quickly spread and was recognized by the public.
In the eyes of the residents of the Seventh City, this name is very appropriate, and this place is indeed a magical city.
Ordinary people don't care, but the monks are a little surprised. They dare to use the word of God as the name of the city. How much confidence is needed?
But it must also be admitted that this city of unknown origin is indeed quite magical.
The news has gradually spread, and monks in nearby cities have heard of it. Recently, they often see strange faces conducting transactions.
A good opportunity like this should be shared by the entire human race, and it is absolutely not possible to steal it alone.
If the Seventh City is like this, it will surely become the public enemy of Human Race.
It's just that there is hidden competition among the major cities, and the Seventh City is definitely not willing to let others take away the benefits.
Near the water tower to get the month first, guarding the God City at the door of the house, good things must be given priority.
This is a chance. Don't fight at this time, when will you fight for it?
Only recently, the collection of related materials has been too frequent, and the harvest has become less and less.
In order to obtain more supplies, the monks had to travel farther, and it took longer and longer.
The occurrence of such a situation made the monks more worried, wondering how long this good thing could last.
The city has been upgraded again, this time the number of buildings has become more, and it looks more and more majestic.
The difference is that this time the city has been upgraded, a tall wall has been added, and monks patrolling and garrison appear on it.
The originally undefended city has now become a fortress of war, allowing viewers to imagine.
Summoned monks in hordes, stepped out of the upgraded city, and continued to perform the task of upgrading the city.
Looking at the stone monument at the gate of the city, the content on it has changed, not only buying various materials, but also various foreign organs.
This is something that has never happened before, but it makes the monks more excited, because such behavior is enough to prove that the **** city must belong to the human camp.
If this is not the case, it is impossible to make such a rule.
Publicly announcing the acquisition of organs of foreign races is itself an act of declaring war, and it is impossible for any foreign race to tolerate this.
If this matter spreads, the city of God will surely become a life-and-death enemy of the foreign race, and it will be destroyed and obliterated at all costs.
When the news spread, countless residents of the Seventh City cheered excitedly, and even the city managers breathed a sigh of relief.
When they saw the purchase price, the monks became more excited, just like grabbing money.
The weapons and equipment sold and Fulu Pills were also updated. This time, many high-level materials appeared, which were good things that money could not buy.
Seeing the sales list, the monks' eyes glowed, and each one became full of motivation.
They have to collect materials and hunt foreign races, so that they have money in exchange for the weapons and equipment they want.
The alien race, who originally hated fear and avoided fear, immediately became the prey that the monks wanted to kill.
But the problem is that there are not many alien races within the human race, and it is impossible to hunt and hunt them in large numbers.
There are many alien races in the border area of the human race, but the distance is too far.
Unless there is a special team to go, seize the opportunity to hunt and kill, and then return to the city of God to sell.
Although a little troublesome, it is also the most simple and effective way.
The Seventh City immediately copied the information and sent it to Bai Ji who guarded the border.
Since the last incident, Baiji has made a request that no matter what happens in Shencheng, he must be reported.
This time the upgrade of God City and the acquisition of organs of foreign races at a high price were truly big events.
Therefore, at the first time, it is necessary to inform Bai Ji on the front line.
The manager of the Seventh City requested that Baiji be able to use the corpse as waste when dealing with the enemy, and collect various organs according to the requirements of the list.
If it succeeds, the Seventh City will receive 30% of the benefits, and the remaining 70% will be sent to the border defense.
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On the human border, Yishan built the Great Wall.
Numerous Terran monks stationed here all year round to fight against invasions from foreign races.
On the long border, the war never ceases, it's just a difference in scale.
Wearing a broken armor, Bai Ji had just ended a **** battle and repelled the offensive of the alien coalition forces.
On the battlefield at this moment, there are corpses of foreign races everywhere, and there are also human monks who died in battle.
For such things, the monks have long been accustomed to it, and are ready to sleep here.
Under this Great Wall, I don't know how many monks went on to succeed, and the blood of generations was sprinkled here.
If they can protect the peace in the rear and make the people prosper, they will have no regrets or regrets.
It's just that since this period of time, the supply of materials has become increasingly scarce, and many monks' armors and weapons cannot be repaired in time.
Sometimes they had no choice but to rush to the battlefield with their bare hands, looking for weapons from the dead bodies.
There are also many seriously injured monks who have been gritting their teeth due to lack of pill to heal their injuries.
Some monks are dying ill, but still refuse to leave the front line. It is not that they are desperate to die, but that the rear also lacks the healing medicine.
Rather than go back to the rear and wait for death, it is better to fight the enemy desperately, just hope that before dying, several enemies will be killed together.
"After asking if there is any in the rear, when will the materials be delivered?"
Bai Ji was in a heavy mood, looked at the entourage beside him, and asked in a cold voice.
"I have urged many times, but there is no way. Now there is a shortage of supplies everywhere, we can only continue to wait, or let us find another way."
Upon hearing this, Bai Ji couldn't help sighing.
"As long as I can persist, Lao Tzu will never urge it once, but you can see what it is like now.
The brothers wanted nothing, so they almost bit the beasts with their mouths.
Keep asking for it, and give as much as you have. Even if you only have a few pills, you can save a few more brothers..."
The surrounding monks sighed at the same time when they heard the words. They knew the difficulties in the rear, but the front line was also unable to do it.
Without sufficient logistical support, it would be extremely difficult to defend this border line of defense.
Recently, the offensive of the alien races has become more fierce, and all the cannon fodder from the bottom is used.
Even if you kill it, you won't get much spoils at all.
The enemy will have this kind of operation, obviously it has discovered the plight of the human monk, and wants to seize the opportunity to break through the line of defense.
The more this happens, the greater the demand for materials, and the rear is also extremely difficult, and I have done my best to train the monks.
Just when the cultivators were at a loss, the news from the Seventh City was quickly delivered to Baiji.
Seeing the content of the message, Bai Ji was taken aback for a moment, then he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times.
"God bless my human race!"
In the doubtful eyes of the monks, Bai Ji shared the information with the monks, and then gave orders to the whole army.
According to the requirements of the purchase list, the corpses of the demons were unloaded, and the required organs were gathered together.
He was going to the Seventh City to meet Tang Zhen in person, not for himself, but for his hundreds of thousands of brothers who lived and died together.