Chapter 581: Getting Ready

"Winning rate 3728?"

Qin Lang's eyes widened, "Are you kidding me?"

Megatron shook his mechanical head, "The ancestors never joke."

"Then I am still practicing swordsmanship. Before the age of hunting comes, I can find a rope to hang myself on."

Qin Lang was angry and depressed. He had known that if he practiced swordsmanship to the end, his winning rate would be less than 40% when he met the genius. He might as well go to the God's Domain to find the remaining six realms of achievement [True God] before the fall of the gods.

Of course, this is just Qin Lang grumbling in his heart and thinking about it. No one can find six top-level fields in such a short period of time. Many races living in the divine domain cannot find one or two in their lifetime. .

"wrong."

Qin Lang calmed down and narrowed his eyes to look at the champion Sword Master, "Teacher Sword Master, you will not miss the target. Have you thought of a way to increase my combat power in a short period of time so that I can fight against the genius? Otherwise? , you wouldn’t say such a thing.”

The champion swordsman always maintained his stance with both hands holding the sword. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Of course there is a method, but there is a narrow escape from death. And once this method is mentioned, your teacher Shu will definitely object."

"What method?"

Qin Lang pricked up his ears.

Rather than saying that he can't wait to become stronger, it's better to say that he has a gambler's mentality. Since stretching and shrinking is just the same thing, he might as well give it a try.

If you win, you will go to heaven and earth, if you lose, you will go to the rooftop.

At this time, Qin Lang is no different from those crazy stock investors chasing high prices.

"Time Scroll."

When the champion swordsman said these words, Qin Lang instantly understood what he wanted him to do.

"you mean

Let me go to the future timeline to practice? "

"To be precise, you are going to the future timeline to find the six divine realms and be promoted to true god. You have great potential, but your only weakness is being suppressed by the realm. Once you can be promoted to true god, even if the genius comes, you will not be your opponent."

After a pause, the champion swordsman continued: "The reason why I said you narrowly escaped death is because sending someone to the future timeline consumes a lot of divine power, and only you can go."

"It doesn't matter much."

Qin Lang thought for a while and felt that it didn't matter. He was originally the kind of player who could play in a team or be a lone wolf, so it wasn't a bad idea to take risks on his own.

"One thing is very important. The scroll can be opened at most once. In other words, you have one chance. Once you fail, the scroll will be completely destroyed, and"

The champion swordsman groaned, "The three divine realms you currently control - Star Realm, Divine Fallen, and Gluttony - are all of very high levels. Normally, you can only find a matching one in the Supreme God Realm. Otherwise, you can count on If you find other messy realms, you won’t be able to be promoted to a true god, and you can only become a false god.”

A person goes to the Supreme God's Realm within a limited time to find six realms.

No matter how you look at it, this is an impossible task.

No wonder Teacher Shu refused.

According to Qin Lang's understanding of Teacher Shu, she is a very moderate conservative who works step by step without harming herself. The champion swordsman is the opposite. Her acting style is very radical and she is always risking her life. Life and death are on the line. .

Perhaps it is precisely because of his personality that he became the strongest ancient god.

"Suppose I enter the Supreme God Realm, I have

for how long? "Qin Lang was a little moved.

"The time you need to search for the Six Gods Realm will not exceed a year, maybe less. The actual time is 24 hours."

"Can I really go alone? Can I bring an assistant?"

"If you want to maintain the future timeline, you need to consume a huge amount of divine power. If you bring one more person, the consumption will be multiplied."

"If you really decide to go, I can help you." Megatron suddenly said, "You helped me find my body. I owe you a huge favor."

The champion swordsman looked at Megatron, his red eyes shining with strange light, "You must understand what I am talking about."

"Of course I understand." Megatron shrugged indifferently, his shoulders making a sound of metal friction.

"Okay, I'll go talk to the assistant right now."

In fact, Qin Lang has already thought about who the assistant candidate will be.

Before the start of the Seasons of the Fallen God, he had greeted him. This person was none other than Wang Wu, the [archaeologist] who had been sitting in the game console room every day, lying down and playing games.

"What brought you here, Boss Qin?" When Wang Wujian saw Qin Lang coming in, he put down the handle and rubbed his slightly sore fingers.

"Let's talk business with you."

Qin Lang smiled and sat next to Wang Wu, raised his foot and kicked Fatty Han, "Go out, why can't you see at all?"

Fatty Han rubbed his butt and left the room aggrievedly.

"Why are you so secretive and don't let outsiders know? Are you?"

Wang Wu tugged on his clothes and crossed his hands on his chest, "Want to change your taste with me?"

"Shut up, I have business with you."

It was a matter of life and death, so Qin Lang immediately told Wang Wu that he was going out to hunt for treasure.

Wang Wu scratched

Scratching his head, he said in confusion: "Oh, I have already prepared for this, but now the Divine Bridge is restricted by rules and cannot lead to the Divine Realm. Even if I want to, I can't go there."

From the beginning of the Four Seasons of Shenyun, a brand new rule has sealed the world.

The Divine Bridge is blocked and no one can enter the Divine Realm. Qin Lang asked Teacher Guoshu, and her answer was that this is a special season. If you want to use the Divine Bridge to enter the Divine Realm again, you must wait until the end of the Divine Fall Season.

"I've come to find you. Of course I have a way. In one sentence, it's time to go or not."

"Then go. Anyway, with you here, I'm not afraid of encountering any danger. What's your expression? Isn't that right?" Wang Wu is indeed an archaeologist with strong eyes. He found that Qin Lang's eyes flickered a little. , immediately became vigilant, "Boss Qin, tell the truth, is the place we go to particularly dangerous?"

"I can swear to God, it's definitely not a particularly dangerous place!" Qin Lang immediately raised two fingers and swore, "You don't even think about my strength. At this point in time, who is my opponent? Even if I really can't beat you, Aren’t there still so many ancient gods?”

"That's true."

Wang Wu thought for a while and realized that this was indeed the case, so he nodded, "When shall we set off."

"Pack your things, set off as soon as possible, get your things early, and finish your work early."

"Okay!"

In fact, Wang Wu had nothing to deal with. The compass he used to locate the ancient tomb, the armor he wore, and the weapons he wore were all forged from the highest quality materials. Looking at the entire core battle group, there was absolutely no one with more complete equipment than him. ——Champion Sword Master, a killer with built-in armor

outside.

After a wonderful night's rest on the Ark, Qin Lang met Wang Wu in the cabin the next morning, carrying a huge luggage bag.

"Why are you preparing it as if you are going on an outing? Can't you put storage space in it?"

Qin Lang was speechless.

Wang Wu said helplessly: "You think I don't want to put a storage space, but this thing can't be put in. It is the 'archaeological bag' that grew out of my body after I was promoted to a god. It is my treasure."

"Huh? What the hell is an archaeological bag?"