Chapter 472 City of Exile

The city of exile is located at the forefront of the battlefield of all ethnic groups. The people here are all desperados!

Wanted to have nowhere to go, only to come to this life-threatening place.

Naturally, it is also a mixed bag here, and there are all the people of the three religions and nine classes.

Standing in front of the city wall of the city of exile, the guard didn't even ask, and let Lu Chen enter the city.

Alien mix? Impossible, let alone foreigners here, there is only one person who tries to inquire about the news...death!

Those who are here to inquire about the news are absolutely inconceivable.

When Lu Chen entered the city, he noticed that the city gate here is very strange. There are only people who enter, not people who come out.

It seems that this is the end of these people's nine-day road, only people go in, no one continues...

After entering the city, Lu Chen saw that the IDs of all the people here were hidden, most of them wore black veils, and only a few newcomers like him did not wear masks.

Since he is missing a right arm, many people around him will look towards him.

"I've lost my arm? It's no wonder you came to the City of Exile after messing around so badly."

"I bet he won't last a month before he'll die on the battlefield."

"Isn't this kind of trash still giving up? It's just a few days to live in the exiled land."

Lu Chen followed a few newcomers, and suddenly a sergeant walked up to Lu Chen. He didn't look at Lu Chen, but said impatiently, "Come with me."

Lu Chen frowned slightly, "Where are you going?"

"Let's get your equipment, of course..." The man glanced at Lu Chen's broken arm and sneered, "It's very likely that it's your relic."

Lu Chen didn't speak and followed the man.

Not long after, the man took Lu Chen to a military department. This is not a place to exchange military merit for props. A sergeant-level player sat inside and threw rough cloth bags to several newcomers.

Arriving at Lu Chen's place, the man also threw a package over, "There is an exile mask in it. If there are dirty things on it, wash it by yourself. There is your accommodation card, go and check it yourself."

"Be careful when you sleep, we don't care if someone kills us!"

The person behind him gave Lu Chen a push, and Lu Chen took a few quick steps to the quarters and opened the package with a few newcomers.

【Obtain the item "Blood Exile Mask"】

This is a fashion item without any attribute bonus, and its appearance is exactly the same as the masks on the faces of those he has seen before. It is a face without any expression, with a hint of strangeness.

There was blood on the mask, probably left by the previous person.

In addition, the mask also has an attribute. After you take it on, you cannot take it off unless you leave the city of exile!

In addition to the exile mask, there is a wooden sign inside the package that reads "Xu Zi No. 144 Room 1 Shop" and a pillow.

Lu Chen stood up, found the residential area, and found Xu 144.

This is a small room for picking up leaks. There is a long row of large shops in it. The wall in front of the shops has a serial number on it. There is nothing else in the room.

Lu Chen was lucky this time, because his No. 1 shop was a small bed on the other side of the door, but that was the only benefit. It was a place where he could only lie down. Room" doesn't matter.

"Is it a small hotel in the 1980s?" Lu Chen shook his head, "Ah, I never imagined that Lao Tzu would be reduced to such a level.

If Lu Yi and the others knew their current situation, their jaws would drop.

The Earth is the strongest, the second layer is the strongest, and when the third layer is reached, the serious injury will not heal, and an arm is lost, and he still lives in such a broken place...

After two days of long-distance running, Lu Chen was also tired. He found a water source outside the house to clean the mask, put on the mask and lay on the bed to rest.

"Little hairball, help me watch it, I'll sleep for a while."

The little hairball jumped out, and the little thing was lying on the pillow, leaning against Lu Chen's head and huddled into a ball.

"Don't eat casually." Lu Chen touched the small hairball and closed his eyes to rest.

With the little hairball by his side, Lu Chen slept soundly. He didn't know how long he had slept, but was woken up by the cluttered sounds around him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lu Chen realized that it was already evening, and there were many people in the room.

These people were all wearing masks and had blood on their bodies, and when they came back, they lay on their bunks to rest.

The link where the boss of the cell was expected to take the lead in looking for trouble did not appear, and the people here seemed to have no energy to seek trouble from others, and simply lived their own lives.

They didn't even bother with a new person in the room, it seemed to be commonplace.

Across the aisle, the old man in bed number 2 measured his body and saw that Lu Chen had opened his eyes.

"Hey, the new one is missing an arm... Hehe, that bed is indeed a bed of doom."

Lu Chen frowned slightly, "Doom?"

"Well, the previous owner of this bed is quite good here. It has been hung up now. Your supplies should belong to that guy."

Lu Chen smiled slightly, "It's true that I've been quite back lately."

The old man had injuries on his body. It was a physical injury. It was estimated that he was in pain all over his body. He took out a regeneration pill and took it.

"Hey, boy, how many people are you wanted?"

Lu Chen frowned slightly, this kind of question is not a sensitive topic, that guy should be a gap.

"Hey, look at you, don't worry, there can be no aliens here. You can see it as soon as you enter the battlefield. It's all killing the enemy. Even if it's a gap, we welcome it."

"You don't need to tell me who you are wanted, just give a number. People here don't have any entertainment activities, and they usually like this."

Lu Chen couldn't help but smile slightly, if there is such a gap of "conscientiousness", it really isn't a bad thing.

Seeing that Lu Chen didn't speak, the old man pulled the guy next to him.

"What!" The man was fierce.

"Hey, how many people are you wanted?"

"A second-tier city, what's wrong?"

The old man turned his head and smiled at Lu Chen, meaning, seeing it, no one else took it seriously.

Lu Chen thought about it, this question seems a bit difficult to answer, how many people is he wanted?

It may be... Wanted by all the tribes of the entire Triple Heaven...

"Brother, how many people are you wanted?"

"Me? Not too many, three third-tier cities and one second-tier city! Those guys insisted on my life, there was no other way but to come here."

This topic immediately attracted the attention of the people around.

"You're also a coward, old man. I'm not afraid of being wanted by three second-tier cities."

"Aren't you afraid that you will come to the city of exile? It won't kill you."

"I heard that someone is wanted by a first-level city, that guy is really ruthless."

"What's the matter? Have you heard of being wanted by the five major forces? That's the real corner."

A group of people chatted hotly and seemed to be wanted by higher-level cities, which became a kind of show-off capital.

"Hey, boy, don't hide it. You can see it today. Maybe tomorrow he will be reincarnated. Tell me, how many cities are you wanted."

Lu Chen sat up, picked up the little ball of hair that slept better than him, and smiled, "Not much, I'm wanted by a force."

"One power? Five powers? No way? Is there a ranking of powers? How many?"

"There's no ranking." Lu Chen smiled, "It's just a force that can't be named."

That's right, the person who wanted Lu Chen was also wanted by the full server. Is there a ranking for the "full server"? Does "full service" have a name? Apparently not...