Chapter 240 Remember, Don't Run Around!

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

"They all run so fast?"

"The big lion really wants me to go with the second-rank team?"

"What is this? Deliberately not letting me follow?"

Fang Ping muttered for a while, then looked around, there was only grass everywhere, but it was still grass.

No one will burn them, and no one will have the luxury of spending energy with energy stones to burn these weeds.

Above the head, the huge energy sun is still hanging high.

Glancing backward, Fang Ping muttered, "Go back now?"

Just now he walked away with great vigor, but now when he goes back, others will not believe that he did not 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 cursed in his heart, I also want to look good, can I go back now?

"The big lion said to go to the 30-kilometer extreme radiation zone. I just walked a few kilometers, right? Plus I was in the 10-kilometer safety zone..."

Fang Ping did some calculations, and if he walked more than ten kilometers, he should be able to get outside the extreme radiation zone.

The big lion and the others should be over there, right?

Looking forward, Fang Ping didn't hesitate any longer and continued on his way.

...

At this moment, a few thousand meters away from Fang Ping.

"Didn't keep up?"

Tang Feng frowned slightly, and hummed softly in his heart, since he is willing to stay in the rank two team, then he should stay there!

"Speed ​​up and arrive at the destination before dark, and we will not go back to the city and sleep in the open!"

"yes!"

The students speeded up one after another, and Zhang Ziwei hummed while hurrying: "He didn't come, this guy is really greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Yu Xianghua frowned slightly and said, "Don't say that, he might have his own thoughts..."

"Let him go..." Zhang Ziwei quickened her pace, and said calmly, "He will never become a real strong man like this!"

Originally thought that Fang Ping was Xie Lei's strong enemy, but now, after only advancing to a distance of 30 kilometers, Fang Ping pushed and shoved, even after Tang Feng said so much, he still chose to stay in the second-rank warrior team, which made him Zhang Ziwei felt that Fang Ping was really overestimated.

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

But everyone could tell that it was to provoke him on purpose, but Fang Ping really stayed, which was unexpected.

...

With all his strength on the road, Fang Ping's speed was extremely fast. Even if he didn't consume blood, his physique had been transformed once at the third-rank high level, and he was much stronger than ordinary warriors.

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

He was already extremely fast, but he still couldn't catch up with the team. I'm afraid it's almost 30 kilometers away now?

Ahead, Fang Ping has discovered some remnants of the battle.

The weeds were scattered, and there was even a hint of blood in the soil.

"Is this a meat grinder?"

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

Here, human warriors and Tianmen city warriors often confronted each other, and the two sides fought constantly.

After so many years, more than tens of thousands of warriors from both sides died on this land.

Tens of thousands of warriors, not ordinary people, an army formed by tens of thousands of warriors, combined with high-grade powerhouses, is enough to destroy an ordinary army of a million people.

"I haven't encountered it when I arrived at the meat grinder... Could it be that... the direction is a little bit off?"

Fang Ping asked himself uncertainly. After all, there is no straight road, and there are only trails stepped on by some people in the wilderness. Warriors rarely follow fixed paths.

The path that Fang Ping just walked on was not frequented by many people. He also saw Tang Feng and the others walking this path, so he chased them along the unclear path.

"Have they changed their course?"

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

Fang Ping had a headache, it was deserted,

Tang Feng and the others didn't have many people. Once they changed their course, where would they find someone?

It is said that it is a meat grinder 30 kilometers away, but this is a straight-line distance, and the meat grinder is just a collective name. The horizontal radiation range is extremely wide, and the span of hundreds of miles is the range of the meat grinder.

The burrows are vast and sparsely populated, and there are no people in the area of ​​tens of kilometers, which is too sparse and ordinary.

"How about...Go back to Hope City first?"

Fang Ping weighed it up in his mind, "Or should we kill a few crypt fighters before going back? Don't those guys think they've gotten up?"

They've already arrived at the meat grinder, so it doesn't make sense to just go back, empty-handed.

The Meat Grinding Ground is the activity area for mid- and low-rank warriors, and there are very few of the fifth- and sixth-rank warriors.

"As long as you don't encounter the peak of the sixth rank like the big lion... you may not be able to escape..."

"Forget it, kill a few third-rank peaks before going back, and let those bastards know that I killed more third-rank peaks than they have ever seen!"

...

Entering the range of the meat grinder, the vegetation here is much sparser, and the perennial martial arts battles have caused some bare potholes to be seen from time to time on the meat grinder side, like a bald man.

Fang Ping took his steps lightly, concentrated his energy, and paid attention to his surroundings.

In the big team before, two Zhongpin mentors followed, and there were nearly a hundred students, so it's okay to be careless.

Now that he is alone, the danger is greatly increased.

"who?"

Fang Ping suddenly gave a soft drink, and raised his knife to strike.

After waiting for a while, the surroundings were quiet, and Fang Ping put down the long knife. It didn't trick out, and there should be no one around.

"Can the Catacomb Warrior understand what I'm saying?"

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

The surrounding area was too quiet, which made Fang Ping a little uneasy, so he could only comfort himself with a few words to reduce this uneasy feeling.

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

"Do you want to go back first?"

Fang Ping looked around, feeling the urge to go back.

When a person is in the wild, he still faces the enemy at any time, and his spirit is tense and uncomfortable.

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

The next moment, Fang Ping's hairs stood on end, and he hurriedly retreated!

"puff!"

There was a faint sound of skin and flesh cracking, Fang Ping's pupils shrank sharply, his feet accelerated, and he retreated quickly!

The person who attacked in the grass quickly caught up, but his speed was not as good as Fang Ping. Seeing Fang Ping exiting the attack range, the long-haired man who walked out of the grass had a flash of unwillingness in his eyes, and then quickly burrowed into the grass, instantly disappear.

Fang Ping felt lingering fear, touched his throat, his hands were a little wet and bleeding.

The opponent attacked suddenly, and a sword almost pierced his throat.

The throat is also one of the Achilles' heels for low-rank martial artists.

Cold sweat dripped down Fang Ping's head, and then he became furious. The opponent should not have reached the third rank, and almost killed him with a sword!

"Want to run!"

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

Just after entering the grass, the sword light flashed again!

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

Fang Ping didn't panic this time, he tilted his head slightly, and avoided the opponent's sword point for an instant. The next moment, Fang Ping didn't even look at where the person was, and the long knife moved along the direction of the energy and blood sensed by his mental power like thunder. Cut down!

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, the long knife pierced into the flesh, and the weeds in front of Fangping broke off one after another, and the blade also split the man behind the grass in half.

"Made, do you really think I can't sense you?"

Fang Ping cursed, he was not prepared enough before, and the opponent had restrained his blood, so he was successfully attacked by surprise.

But since the mental power breaks through the 500 Hertz mark, although it can't be officially released to suppress the enemy, it can be diffused a little bit. The mental power is very sensitive to energy particles, and the power of qi and blood is actually a manifestation of energy particles.

The distance between the opponent and Fang Ping is so close, no matter how well the energy and blood are restrained, in Fang Ping's eyes, they are as bright as fireflies in the dark night.

After killing the opponent with a single blow, Fang Ping cut off all the surrounding weeds, adding a bald spot to the meat grinder.

Reserved space for himself to dodge, Fang Ping stepped forward to check the man who had just been hacked to death.

...

The long hair in the shawl, which should have been tied up before, has been scattered all over the place at this moment. Fang Ping exploded with a knife, and it is difficult for warriors below the third-rank high-level to match, and the opponent's head has already been cut in half.

"Black hair..."

Fang Ping squatted down and observed, "It's almost like a human... no, it's almost like an Asian."

The corpse lying in the ground, black hair, yellow skin, about 2530 years old.

"Strength at the beginning of the third rank... so courageous, to sneak attack on the upper rank of the third rank..."

Of course, the other party may not have seen Fang Ping's strength. Fang Ping looks very young, not as experienced as those warriors who often enter the crypt. He looks like a baby. This is the main reason why the other party attacked him.

Fang Ping rummaged through the opponent, found a small cloth bag, and threw the bag aside, not in a hurry to check it.

The cloth bag and the long sword in the opponent's hand were captured by him this time.

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

Reaching out and tearing it hard, Fang Ping tore the leather boots.

"It's not made of high-grade biological fur, it's a pity."

Fang Ping shook his head slightly, and threw the boots aside. After thinking about it, Fang Ping picked up the torn clothes and checked them again. Soon, Fang Ping found a coin-sized bag at the original chest position. Badge.

"Medal of the third rank."

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 the long swords was said to be a dagger, which meant that the opponent was a swordsman at the beginning of the third rank.

On the back, there is a brooch worn and an invisible plant printed on it.

But Fang Ping knew that this was the "Tianmen Tree".

The "Tianmen Tree" is also the emblem of Tianmen City. In Tianmen City, the old professor said that there is a huge tree with a height of 100 meters, which is called "Tianmen Tree" by humans.

The Warrior Medal is also a symbol of the Catacomb Warrior, and most warriors will wear this level of medal.

"The warriors of Tianmen City...the strength of the first stage of the third rank should be idle warriors."

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

Almost all warriors in the army use uniform weapons. Fang Ping has seen the standard long swords of those warriors in the research institute before, which is different from the one used by this person in front of him.

Moreover, for military warriors, the strong hunt alone, and the weak are all organized. At the beginning of the third rank, it can only be said that the strength is average, and military warriors rarely appear alone.

"An idle warrior, at the beginning of the third rank, almost killed me..."

Fang Ping's eyes flickered, the opponent's strength was far inferior to his, the gap was huge.

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

Touching his throat, the wound had stopped bleeding and was healing quickly, but Fang Ping still had lingering fears.

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

Three "Cautions" in a row made Fang Ping more vigilant, and his spiritual power began to condense into threads, spreading around his body.

Picking up the opponent's Yangtze River, Fang Ping tapped it, and then squeezed it hard, "The grade of E-grade alloy, poor ghost!"

The weapons used by warriors in the Catacombs are not human-made alloys, but humans prefer to use their own ratings to calculate the strength of weapons.

In places like the military headquarters and Wuhan University, the recycling of crypt weapons will only be recycled at two-thirds of the price of the alloy grade.

In fact, many of the weapons of the cave warriors are made of raw ore. The government buys them back and adds other metals. One cave weapon may eventually 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.

Weighed the long sword, it wasn't too heavy, it weighed five or six catties at most, and sold it to the military department or other departments for five or six hundred thousand.

Killing a third-rank martial artist, if only this gain, it can't be too small.

There is no additional reward for killing warriors in the Catacombs, only the capture.

Of course, it is not absolute. Sometimes the military will issue some tasks, such as hunting down how many low-rank warriors and how many middle-rank warriors, and will also give certain extra rewards, mainly to encourage everyone to kill more cave warriors.

Fang Ping opened the small cloth bag again, and there was very little in it.

A bit of dry food like steamed buns, an energy stone with a rough surface, and... no, a cultivation energy stone that is slightly larger than a grain of rice.

"Cultivating energy stones to replenish qi and blood?"

Fang Ping made a judgment, and it weighed 1 gram to death.

But the basic energy stone is about 10 grams.

"A 1-gram cultivation energy stone is worth 30 credits, which is 900,000 yuan, which is not cheap. Adding a 10-gram basic energy stone, I don't know how high the purity is. I am afraid it is the lowest kind. 10 credits, 300,000 yuan .”

After a bit of calculation, this time beheading this first-tier third-rank martial artist, the harvest was less than 2 million.

Fang Ping is a third-rank high-level warrior, so it was easy to kill. Other third-rank warriors may be killed with the first strike.

A third-rank martial artist risked his life to kill his opponent, and the harvest was less than 2 million, which is not much.

"Everyone is dead, and things have been seized by me. Why didn't the wealth value increase?"

Fang Ping glanced at his wealth value and frowned slightly.

Before entering the Catacombs, his wealth value reached more than 80 million. During this time, he consumed some, and now he still has 79 million.

After being seized, the wealth value has not increased, which is different from before.

Before doing missions, the rewards were calculated only after the credits were collected. The other pills and weapons were seized and distributed to Fang Ping, which was considered Fang Ping's wealth.

Now that the other party is dead, why is it not counted as his?

"It doesn't count as my wealth, which means that these things...don't belong to me..."

Thinking of this, Fang Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next moment, Fang Ping jumped up in the air, and fled back like lightning!

And the moment Fang Ping jumped up to run, a piercing sound resounded from where Fang Ping had just stopped!

"Kagu..."

In the grass, there was an angry low growl. Fang Ping didn't know whether the other party was calling the dead person or cursing, such as "death". He had never learned this, and no one taught it. Of course, it doesn't matter now.

When thinking about the system's judgment that these properties do not belong to him, Fang Ping knew that there was danger!

The system is rather pitiful, unless something is definitely yours, it is your wealth value.

Once it is uncertain, it will not increase.

Just like when he captured Huang Bin back then, the property might not belong to him, so it didn't increase any wealth value.

He didn't increase his wealth until Wang Jinyang finished dividing the spoils with him.

At this moment, Fang Ping realized that there might be cave warriors around, and their strength was not weak. If they were too weak, the system's urgency might not count against him.

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

When Fang Ping fled, such thoughts could not help appearing in his mind.

This function used to feel like a scam, but now that I think about it, it seems to be pretty good.

As for the aura that was chasing after him, Fang Ping's qi and blood sensed it, and it was much stronger than himself, it should be a fourth-rank warrior.

His qi and blood have reached 999 cards, and it is difficult for a third-rank warrior, even a peak warrior, to break through this limit. The opponent's qi and blood are higher than his own, and ninety-nine percent are fourth-rank, maybe even higher.

Of course, the fourth rank is more likely, and the fifth and sixth ranks, or those like Tang Feng, will catch up with him in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ping turned his head to look while fleeing.

A dozen meters behind him, a male cave warrior wearing leather armor and holding a long knife stared at Fang Ping with a deep chill on his face.

The other party chased after him closely, even ignoring the corpse of the dead warrior.

"My luck..."

Fang Ping had never fought against a middle-rank warrior, and he didn't dare to fight the opponent rashly, so he could only run away.

In the meat grinder, although there are often middle-rank warriors fighting, but middle-rank warriors are not Chinese cabbage, compared to such a big place, it is still difficult to meet, most of the lower-rank warriors.

Fang Ping didn't expect that when he first came here, he would meet a middle-rank martial artist, which was bad luck.

"The big lion guy wants me to do the task alone, and I can meet middle grades casually. It's too dangerous for him!"

Fang Ping cursed inwardly. During class, the teacher also said that middle-rank warriors are the backbone of the burrows and human beings, and they are rarely seen at ordinary times. Most of them in the wild are lower-rank warriors.

But now?

Before that, there were a bunch of middle grades in the military village, and now I just walked around and met another one. Is this rare?

This is called everywhere, okay?

"How did those warriors at the beginning of the third rank survive?"

Fang Ping was very depressed. It's so dangerous. Wouldn't it be possible for a warrior at the beginning of the third rank to die as soon as he enters?

...

When Fang Ping was being pursued, he deviated more than ten kilometers to the left.

Tang Feng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Is Tianmen City going to make a big move? There are more middle-rank fighters than before."

With that said, Tang Feng said again: "Don't panic too much when you meet middle-rank warriors. Some of our warriors are hunting for middle-rank warriors. You can run back to ask for help. There is a high probability of encountering our middle-rank warriors. Don't dare to keep chasing.

Remember, if you meet a middle-rank warrior, don't run further, because the appearance of the opponent's middle-rank warrior means that the probability of our mid-rank warrior appearing in front of you is very small, and the deeper you go, the stronger the Tianmen City will be. More, don't run away indiscriminately. "

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

What's more, the further you go, the closer you are to Tianmen City. Of course, you have to run back, and you don't need to tell me this.