"Zheng...Brother Zheng Gan, is this really... really good?"

Looking at the exquisite gold equipment on his body, Robert JR seemed at a loss.

"What's wrong with that?"

Zheng Gan said as he took out the big bag of gold coins from the package of the body and stuffed them back into his storage space.

"Just pretend they have paid the unpaid reward."

"But……"

Robert JR wanted to say something, but then he thought about it, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Zheng Gan knew what he was thinking.

He stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said, "Listen, you have to take it back. Even if it is robbed, it is not good for them to be robbed. Who told them not to give you what belongs to you?

So don’t have any psychological burden, these are what you deserve.”

Zheng Gan's words were like a heart-boosting agent, which penetrated Robert JR's chest cavity.

He looked at his equipment.

Indeed, by normal share ratios, these equipment is not even enough to make up half of Robert JR's losses.

"I understand, thank you Brother Zheng Gan."

“There’s a little more.”

Zheng Gan stood up straight and added: "No one will always pay justice for you. This time you are lucky and met me."

Remember, rights and fairness are exchanged for struggles with your own hands, and there are not many good people in this world.

If you want justice, you have to rely on your own hands to fight for it. No one will give you justice for no reason! Even if you give it, it is because this can be exchanged for greater benefits."

"I get it." Robert JR nodded vigorously.

It's true.

This concept also has a decisive but fair style of killing, as well as an invincible combat power that matches it.

There will be no mistake!

This man can save Eagle Valley!

"Let's go."

"good."

Robert JR quickly followed Zheng Gan's pace and headed towards the top of the mountain.

This time, he no longer had the previous hesitation or suspicion, and only had trust in Zheng Gan.

Taking advantage of the night, most of the monsters had already rested and the alert range was shortened. Zheng Gan and Robert JR rushed to the road overnight, and basically encountered no monsters, so they arrived at the top of the mountain smoothly.

The top of the mountain is a small plain with a diameter of about 200 meters.

The ground was full of dry and black blood stains, as well as equipment that had been broken and weathered for a long time.

Even in some corners, human skeletons can be seen.

Obviously, before the first floor of the Eagle Valley Strategy, this was the location of the boss, and there were fierce battles here many years ago.

only……

Zheng Gan looked at the scattered bones.

Many of them have been trampled on.

These warriors who once guided the first level, let’s not say whether they are great or not?

It opened up a risky progress for the country, but ended up dead here and no one took the body away.

Unless it is eaten directly by the monster, it is absolutely impossible to happen in eastern Sichuan.

Taking Robert JR, Zheng Gan came to the center of the plain.

Just like all the vertical pits in dungeons.

There is also a vertical pit in the center of the plain that runs through the entire mountain.

Here is the entrance to the second floor.

"If you are afraid, you can leave first. I remember to go down the mountain three hundred meters east to the mountain and be a camp."

Walking to the edge of the vertical pit, Zheng Gan kindly reminded him.

Robert JR shook his head: "No, I'm not afraid. If I'm afraid of this, how can I avenge my father and how can I change Eagle Valley?"

"oh?"

Zheng Gan looked at the kid carefully.

The eyes are different.

He is more resolute and brave than before, and trusts me more.

Did I do something?

I can't figure it out, and I don't bother to think about it.

“Come on.”

Zheng Gan shouted, then jumped out of the pit, and Robert JR jumped out immediately afterwards.

Since this vertical pit is longer than normal, it takes more time to fall.

As the dim vertical pit suddenly became clear.

In the air, the salty smell of the sea faded.

The moment he entered the second floor, the strong and pungent stench made Zheng Gan, who was caught off guard, almost vomited out the overnight meal.

The bright red sun hangs in the West like a dying struggle, illuminating the sky as bright as blood.

Zheng Gan was a little surprised after careful observation.

The sun is not round.

Instead, it was like a watermelon was hammered by a baseball bat and cracked into seven or eight irregular petals.

Can stars continue to shine and heat in the shape of petals?

Zheng Gan wanted to dig Newton and Einstein out of the coffin and ask them if they know what the principle is?

Looking down, Zheng Gan was even more shocked.

This is a black and iron wavy plain, with copper rust and fishy smell in the air, and the smell is stinking, as if a person can get poisoned by a heavy metal with just one breath.

Of course, it is not worth being surprised at the geographical environment of the dungeon.

What really surprised Zheng Gan was that the plain was filled with hundreds of millions of weapons.

Swords, spears, sticks, sticks, axes, hooks and forks, everything is complete.

From a distance, it looks like the inherent space of the infinite sword.

But the difference is.

Although 90% of weapons look ordinary weapons, after years of vicissitudes, the surface is mottled, the mouth is covered with cracks, and it is almost impossible to recognize its original appearance.

But there are still weapons of about 10% of them, which are particularly strange in size.

For example, two kilometers away, there is a war hammer with a hammer body that is as high as 30 meters high. The hammer handle is diagonally penetrated into the ground, but the exposed part is also a hundred meters long.

Looking at this giant weapon that exceeds 100 meters, there are at least a thousand handles until the horizon.

This is obviously not a weapon that humans can use.

Even in Zheng Gan, the largest element, the True Dragon period, could not use such a large weapon.

"This is..."

Landing with Robert JR.

Zheng Gan found that not only large sizes, but also small sizes.

Pick up a sword from the ground.

The length of this sword is only five centimeters, which is very mini. Zheng Gan can even use it as a toothpick to pick teeth.

And the source of the stench is the ground.

Step on the ground.

The ground is rusting very severely, just like stepping on a pile of iron filings, one step at a time.

This soil is soaked in a lot of blood, which is so large that it exceeds the upper limit of natural degradation. It only takes a long time to show this black iron color.

But if that's true, where is the body?

Why don't there be a single body?

It’s okay to say that the owner’s body is not so easy to degrade, right?
To be continued...