Monster Paradise

Position 7A1 - Peking City.

A giant building is like an engineer columns straight into the sky, and this is the entire city of Baijing. No, it's the tallest building in District 7, and it's over 3,800 meters tall.

Almost everyone who comes to Peking City for the first time can't help but look up and see how tall this giant building really is. But these people usually don't get the answer, because the top part of the building is basically covered in cloud fog all the time and rarely reveals its true appearance.

Lin Huang is standing right here in the square beneath this giant building, looking up at the sky.

“The headquarters of the federal government is a charm!” Lin Huang couldn't help but exclaim, his gaze was quickly blocked by the clouds, and he couldn't see a higher place. “The federal government has made a huge fortune doing so much in an office building! ”

“It's a big pen, after all, it's a demigod.” When Lin Huang said this, Mr. Fu beside him smiled calmly.

“Teacher, you mean this office building is…” Lin Huanghuang glanced at Mr. Fu.

“Of course, who would have spent so much effort to build an ordinary building of such magnitude that it would have been easy to smooth out a holy fire if it had been invaded by dark forces? Can't it be smoothed out and rebuilt again?” Mr. Fu's natural expression.

This is true if Lin Huang thinks about it carefully. If it is an ordinary building, it is too easily damaged. It's too much trouble to repair or rebuild every time it's destroyed.

“In more than Sector 7, the Federal Government, from Sector IV to Sector XII, has its headquarters all semi-details similar to this accommodating and defensive function. The same is true of the other major forces, who are afraid of being attacked by others against their nests.” Mr. Fu added.

“Sectors four to twelve are demigods. What about Sectors one to three?” Lin Huang couldn't help but ask. In fact, he already had the answer inside him. He just wanted to get confirmation from Mr. Fu.

“Of course it's a magic trick. Zones 1 to 3 are the core of the people, and the guys there are much richer than people like us in the middle of nowhere.” When Mr. Fu said that, he sounded a little strange.

“Areas 1 to 3 are busy?” Lin Huang had to be a little eager.

“Of course it's prosperous!” Mr. Fu nods his head, "you see the prosperity of Peking City? ”

“Hmm.” Lin Huang nodded.

“Peking City is the largest and most prosperous stronghold in District 7, with over 15 million square kilometres. But any class A position in sector III is more than 12 million square kilometres, or even more than 18 million square kilometres. The largest Class A position in District III, with more than 28 million square kilometres, is almost twice the size of Peking City alone. ”

“As for the level of prosperity, a random A-level stronghold in District III would be comparable to, or even more prosperous than, Peking City. By the time you get to Zone 3, even C-level strongholds will be more lively than many of our B-level strongholds here, and the economy will not be at the same level at all. ”

“This is just the third, second and first of the three core districts, which have the weakest overall strength, and it is far too far off to compare. ”

Mr. Fu said as he removed the bottle and filled himself with several sips of wine.

“Is the core area so prosperous…” Lin Huanghuang found it somewhat unimaginable.

“The more lively a place, the easier it is to hide dirt, don't feel like a busy place. Now that we've talked about the core area, I'll give you a piece of advice. In the future, don't trust others too easily. ”

“Oh…” Lin Huang did not know why Mr. Fu would give himself such a warning, but he nodded.

The disciples had a chat about the core area, and there were more and more people in the square.

Most of them were led by forces, less than a dozen or twenty, many even hundreds. Battle power is basically three orders of gold, and even the gold realm is full.

Only Mr. Fu, with Lin Huang alone, and it also seems that only Lin Huang is a Golden Second Class, quite remarkable.

However, Mr. Fu obviously has a very high reputation. A lot of the extraordinary people leading the team came up to chill out a few words, and the tone was quite courteous. There was also a question to Lin Huanghuang, Mr. Fu laughed and answered everyone, "This is my apprentice. ”

When I heard this, basically everyone's face showed surprise and sneaked up on Lin Huang.

At around 8 o'clock, a large group of horses suddenly arrived, led by a thin old man with white hair tied with pills. Next to him is the year of the candle, which Lin Huang is not a stranger.

After the old man and the candle year arrived, there was also a lot of extraordinary cold. The elderly clearly have a high reputation, and Candle Year is just the Grand Deacon of the Association of New Hunters, so a lot of people greet each other.

“Is the old man also the archdeacon of the Hunters' Association?” Lin Huang doesn't know Li Lao, but he knows Candle Year and has seen the news of the promotion of Candle Year to the Great Deacon in the previous period. But this time, the candle year was clearly not the one who led the team, but the old man next to him.

“Well, his name is Li Yunlong, and he is currently the oldest deacon of the Hunter Association in District 7, and even some elders have to give him face.” Mr. Fu nodded.

“Li Yunlong... I'm still Chu Yunfei...” Lin Huanghuang was powerless to spit when he heard the name.

“Is he stronger than Candle Year?” After a moment, Lin Huang couldn't help but ask.

He had seen the strength of the candle years before they were promoted to habitat, and compared them to each other, he would have a more intuitive understanding.

“Too strong!” When he heard the question, Mr. Fu glanced at Lin Huanghuang.

“Above the holy fire is the permanent habitat, which needs to be lit with an animal soul, and every time a life light is lit, strength advances. The candle year has just lit the first life lamp, and Li Yunlong has already lit nine life lamps, it is possible to break into the realm of life at any moment! Or do you think he's respected just because he's old enough? Don't look at how thin he is, all the other great deacons in District 7 add up, not necessarily his opponent. ”

“Uh, so powerful...” Lin Huang really didn't expect this little old man who looked skinny enough to blow away with a gust of wind, so strong.

As soon as they talked about Li Yunlong, he looked in the direction of Mr. Fu's whereabouts. After pleading guilty to others, he hurriedly walked towards Mr. Fu and Lin Huang.

The year of candlesticks was followed by a group of young people behind them.

The two of them came forward and immediately greeted Mr. Fu with courtesy, "Mr. Fu. ”

“Little plum, you seem to have refined again, and it looks like you're not far from breaking through.” Mr. Fu chuckled at Li Yunlong.

Lin Huanghuang was stunned when he heard the name Little Plum.

“Mr. Cheng Fu's good words, the younger generation will work hard.” Li Yunlong doesn't seem angry about the name Little Plum.

Lin Huanghuang looked at his teacher with surprise when he heard Li Yunlong call himself the younger generation. He really didn't expect Mr. Fu's rank to be so high.

“Kid, you're good too. I saw your news the other day and got promoted to Deacon.” Mr. Fu shot Candleyear's arm, and at his height, it was a bit difficult to shoot Candleyear's shoulder.

“Mr. Fu praised, the kid was dull, and luckily Mr. Pointe pointed it out today.” The Year of the Candle is also modest.

After a few chills, Lin Huang listened silently, and he couldn't even penetrate his mouth.

But in the course of the conversation, Li Yunlong glanced at Lin Huang from time to time. Half a while later, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Fu, this Lin Huang little friend had a big incident in our hunter's association some time ago. I was surprised when I knew that the demon knife in the hunter's arena was him. ”

“This kid is a demon knife?” The candle year beside him couldn't help but pick his eyebrows and look at Lin Huang. After carefully measuring Lin Huang, he seemed to want to see what special place he had. As a member of the Hunter's Association, he had been busy until he was promoted to the Great Deacon, but he naturally could not escape his ears because of this great news of ninety consecutive victories in the Hunter's Arena.

“Hey, hey, you hunters' clubs, stop hitting on him. This is my apprentice.” Mr. Fu generously acknowledged Lin Huang's identity.

“Are you officially an apprentice?” The candle years on the side seem even more shocking.

“This is all because of my old dizziness. The first time I reviewed the key training spots, I brushed them down...” Lao Li turned his head to Lin Huang, “You too, obviously have strength and hidden it, so I looked away...”

“If you don't look away, how do you get me? I think it's a good legacy!” Mr. Fu smiled and muttered.

Lin Huang only learned that his key training spots had been beaten back before Mr. Fu's apprenticeship. And the figurine maker, the old Li in front of him.

Just as a few people chatted, the people from the Federal Government finally arrived.

Most notably, the team in the dark green uniform, with a thousand men.

The same black image is printed on the left chest of the uniform. It was a monster's head. It looked like it had just been chopped down. There was a blade of black blood lying underneath it, and the blood was all just wonderful.

Lin Huang recognized at first sight that this was the symbol of the Legion of the Massacre. He swept away and saw a familiar face in the team.

“Evening Language?! Is she in the Army of the Massacre?” Lin Huang didn't say that, but the expression on his face made Mr. Fu discover an anomaly.

“What's the matter? ”

“Nothing, I saw a friend I knew.” Lin Huang shook his head and smiled.

The people who saw the federal government arrived, Li Lao and Candle Year, who only complained to Mr. Fu and returned to the team of the Hunter's Association.

The coalition government led by three men, headed by an elderly man with white hair, who looked spirited and had a straight waist. He was wearing a white suit and a large white bamboo with two big black letters “Slaughter” on it.

The two men beside him, dressed in black military uniform, had a red Massacre pattern on their left chest, and they both wore a white magnum on their shoulders, also bearing the words "Massacre" in black.

“Why does this old man in white look a little familiar?” Lin Huang frowned slightly. After a moment, he suddenly remembered, “He looked a little like Yi Zheng! ”

At that time, the old man in the white uniform also walked alone up the steps in front of the Federal Government and turned around to look at the people in the square.

“Hi everyone, I see a lot of old faces today, but young people probably don't know me very well, so let me introduce myself. Yidonglai, the scoundrel, is the founder of the 7th District Massacre Legion and the first leader of the 7th District Massacre Legion...”