Return from the second dimension

Originally, in the eyes of the monks, the Nameless Giant City was a big piece of fat meat that anyone would want to take a bite of.

Once they succeeded, they would surely reap the rewards and have their mouths full of oil.

When they bit down on it, they found that it was not a piece of fatty meat, it was clearly a thick shell crab.

The meat is inside the shell, not many people can bite it, but they will be killed by the crab's pincers.

No matter how many enemies came, they would leave their lives behind, and there was no possibility of escape.

After having the unlucky ones from earlier poking around and paying a painful price, the monks had become cunning.

No one would dare to die easily anymore, and instead switched their minds to try to gain benefits from other aspects.

For example, the acquisition mission issued by the Nameless Giant City provided the monks with the perfect opportunity to get rich, and every monk could participate in it.

As long as they could send in monsters, they would be rewarded with points in exchange for anything they wanted.

If it were in any other place, the monks might not believe it, but in the Nameless Giant City, it was biased and unbelievable.

Show enough strength, and trust would follow.

The monks guarding near the giant city did not hesitate any longer and began to take action.

Soldiers were quick to avoid any changes.

Who knew if this acquisition mission would be withdrawn for some reason, so it was best to seize the opportunity to act immediately.

Capturing enough monsters to make a deal with the Nameless Giant City would also allow one to see the strength that the other party possessed.

If the Nameless Giant City was able to bring up some raw items on purpose, then it would prove that the other party was definitely not bragging.

But if they couldn't bring it out, it was feared that the assessment of the strength of the Nameless Giant City would have to change as well.

There were still more cultivators, but they were genuinely interested in doing quests and obtaining the various items they wanted.

This was a rare opportunity, and it would have been impossible to make such a commitment in any other place.

Just like above the city, a huge stone stele appeared outside the city, this was the place to receive quests and conduct transactions.

If a monk had rule pellets, he could directly obtain what he wanted by making a trade.

As long as they had rule pellets, they could immediately get what they wanted.

Soon, some monks began to experiment, using the rule pellets to make trades in exchange for what they wanted.

Most of the monks who dared to do so came from certain organizations that weren't afraid of losses, yet they had to get a result.

After the transaction was successful, the onlookers no longer had any doubts and confirmed that this was by no means a scam.

They didn't have to wait too long, as another group of monsters were captured by a monk, ready to make a deal with the Nameless Giant City.

All of the monsters that were active nearby had already been captured cleanly, and these were clearly acquired from further afield.

The monks welcomed this method of acquisition, as the Nameless Giant City did not restrict the level of monsters at all.

Monsters and demons, no matter how strong or weak they were, the Nameless Giant City would acquire them all, and the price was surprising enough.

Originally, monsters of this level couldn't produce rule particles, so the monks didn't even bother.

Nowadays it was different, these low-grade monsters could be sold for money, simply a benefit for the poor monks.

Under the gaze of countless monks, the monsters were driven to the front of the Nameless Giant City, where a Giant City monk was in charge of assessing them.

Like buying and selling livestock, the quantity specifications were counted and then the other party was given a jade plaque.

Once the brand was obtained, they could then proceed to the location of the stone monument and settle for the supplies.

The entire transaction process was witnessed by the monks, confirming that there were no problems.

Just as previously promised, as long as one possessed points, one could exchange any desired item from the stone tablet.

The monks who were still on the lookout were no longer able to maintain their composure and searched for the gathering place of the monsters.

They were afraid that they would be too slow and be robbed of their benefits by others.

Although there were many monsters in this world, they weren't everywhere, especially if they could be sold for money.

The number of monks around the giant city was quickly reduced by half, and they were basically going to capture monsters.

The news of the monsters being collected was spread far and wide, and became known to even more monks.

Without waiting too long, an endless stream of monks began to appear, each group driving away varying numbers of monsters.

There were also groups of monks that specialized in herding monsters, and when they heard the news, they also drove the monster herds towards the nameless giant city.

Compared to that kind of harvest that was herded around, the price of the Nameless Giant City's acquisition was clearly able to provide more benefits to the monks.

Worthless things could also be exchanged for money, how could one miss such a good thing?

The most important point was that not only did this place acquire monsters, but it was also able to buy the desired cultivation supplies.

Many cultivators came here with rule pellets in the hope of acquiring the desired items.

Day by day, the name of the Nameless Giant City had become more and more famous.

Now, even in extremely distant places, there were monks who had heard of the Nameless Giant City and knew that it would give quite conscientious prices for acquiring all kinds of monsters.

As long as there were rule pellets, no matter what they wanted, they would definitely be able to obtain it.

The rune grammar formation outside the city benefited the monks greatly, causing more monks to come to the city.

The monks trapped in the Rune Law Formation had no one daring to rescue them now, afraid of getting themselves involved again.

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Above the desolate earth, there was a roar.

A large group of strong men dressed in leather, wielding whips in their hands, were driving away a hideous monster.

They were not human, but rather head-born and two-legged, their upper bodies covered in scaly armor, and they looked quite strong.

There was also a long procession that followed the monsters, with young and old among them.

Right at the front of the procession, there was a group of monks, responsible for leading the way forward.

They were still talking to each other as they traveled.

"Patriarch, you really believe the rumors about the Nameless Giant City."

A stoutly built cultivator asked the old man beside him with a touch of doubt in his expression.

There was an undisguised doubt in his tone.

"Believe it or not, this is a chance, and as long as there is the slightest possibility, we must all try something."

The old man known as the clan leader was full of vicissitudes, and he did not know how many years he had lived.

Among this world, there were indeed not many images of pale old people, and every technique practiced to the extreme could restore a cultivator's youth.

Showing a pale posture must have some reason for it.

The able-bodied monks nodded their heads while looking forward with a touch of anticipation in their eyes.

They had heard the rumors about the Nameless Giant City not too long ago, and knew that monsters of all ranks were acquired there.

No matter what they wanted, they were definitely able to obtain it as well.

It was because of this rumor that their tribe was all out to drive the monsters to the Nameless Giant City.

Just as the old man had said, no matter if the rumor was true or not, as long as there was the slightest possibility, then it was absolutely impossible to miss it.

Because their race was afflicted and suffered from a terrible disease, they had to find a special medicine to eradicate it.

But this kind of pill was hard to find, and even the vast majority of the monks had never even heard of it.

After searching for countless years, there was never any luck, and the disease had caused the tribe members to suffer.

It was for this reason that after hearing the rumors, they immediately gathered the entire tribe to head to the giant city.

If there was a real possibility of obtaining a pill, but they missed it because of hesitation, wouldn't they regret it to the marrow of their bones?

The seemingly huge group was actually moving quite fast, and soon the outline of the giant city was already visible.