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"Who... come here!" Xu Yichen looked at Long Ze and felt a little embarrassed. He seemed to have a little impression of this face, but he really couldn't remember it. During the years in Zhongsiyuan, he had been immersed in his own world. In addition to constantly flipping books to understand where history was turning, he was constantly challenging his physiological limits.

In his original world, there was no virtual reality simulator that integrates violence and entertainment, nor did there be a sword-holding hall that inherits the complete ancient martial arts.

"Long Ze, senior brother, I am Long Ze. We have known each other for more than 20 years. You are the same." Long Ze sighed and scratched his head as if he accepted his fate: "Old Huang said that if he doesn't go to this Glory Soul Competition, you will be our team leader."

"Sorry, I was too busy before, so I had few communication with my colleagues." Xu Yichen reached out and shook hands with Long Ze: "When will I officially set off?"

"You can set off at any time, and the others have already gathered." Long Ze moved his wrist: "Before leaving, I want to ask you to have a fight with me. I want to know how far I am and you are now!"

"It may be too late." Mr. H tried to smooth things over. He was a little uncomfortable with the way these evil disciples and disciples greeted each other: "Anyway, after the gathering comes, you have to train together, and there are more opportunities to fight."

"It won't take up how long!" The two black coats spoke at the same time, looked at each other, and nodded. They both had confidence in their own power.

"Meow! Pachuli thinks you can't win!" The kitten knight rode on the big cat and was able to pat Long Ze's shoulder and said generously: "But it doesn't matter. If you lose, I can share you with a dried fish."

"I'll add two dried fish, our black coat is much more powerful than the new ones!" Zhang Weichi said to Wang Dalong in a low voice: "I know just by looking at the weapons!"

"Why do we have to use dried fish to bet?" Wang Dalong held a handful of dried fish in his hand, and while eating by himself, he still turned to the big cat. The kitten knight slapped the big cat's head with dissatisfaction, trying to keep it as a knight's mount.

Long Ze's wrist turned, and a black square halberd more than two meters long was inserted into the hardened ground with a bang, with a hint of excitement on the corner of his mouth: "There is a special martial arts arena in the city, I will apply now!"

"I'll add four more dried fish, and I'll bet!" Wang Dalong wiped his mouth. This special dried fish is a food for the Kitten Race at the Logistics Supply Base No. 14. These kitten people have been in a state of eating whatever they have in the past few hundred years. They have eaten this special dried fish jerky with thirteen spices.

Madan, Wang Dalong himself was willing to eat this thing. He looked at the dried fish left on his hand, then looked at the big cat that was eyeing him, and added decisively.

I heard that this thing is almost used as currency in the Kitten Man. Although Wang Dalong himself had no hope of "adopting" a kitten, he hoped that his little daughter would enter the future where there was a game to have a kitten like Pachuli and face this not so beautiful world together.

The fat big cat looked at two men who could not even let go of dried fish, and made a purr, and avoided a woman in armor with a dexterous move.

"You, destroying public property, fined 300 gold coins!" The woman in armor pulled and issued a bill, then pulled out Fang Tian Huaji, which was one foot like the ground, with one hand: "The first time I warn you, the tools for the crime will be confiscated next time!"

Long Ze's face collapsed on the spot. He paid the money honestly, and looked at his Fang Tian's halberd with heartache. The red circle represented that the weapon had been warned once for violating a certain urban management law.

In this world, the extraordinary people who come and go, both players and indigenous people, are used to the life of cross-swords and swords. Some of them rely on their infinite strength to carry heavy weapons and super heavy weapons with them.

So how to effectively manage these extraordinary people is a headache after the New Dynasty took over, because the Song Empire was almost blank in this regard, and they didn't think this was something that needed to be interfered with.

The weapons management regulations implemented by the Xin Dynasty are currently allowed to be worn, but if weapons are used to destroy public property, they will face fines and warnings. The first warning is made and the second warning is directly confiscated. No matter whether the weapon is an enchanted weapon or a more rare master-level weapon, it cannot escape this disaster.

Long Ze was excited for a moment and forgot this. Like Xu Yichen, he spent much more time overseas battles in the past year than in the Loess Zone. He didn't know many new regulations at all, or heard from people.

"Give it, dried fish!" The kitten man Pachuli reached out and handed over a dried fish: "We were also warned when we first came, but those people were good people. They gave the tribe a lot of good things, and dried fish."

For some reason, the kitten man felt quite friendly to this Seris man. The other person looked like the type who needed to be touched by someone's head, just like Pachuli.

The Kitten Knight looked at Long Ze, who was over 1.8 meters tall, with some disappointment, and felt that he might not have the chance to touch the other person's head.

"Thank you." Long Ze sighed while touching the warning circle on his weapon, and walked towards the center of the city: "Come with me, senior brother, let me see if I have the ability to challenge you in this world."

Despite saying that, his momentum was far inferior to that before. The Kitten Knight felt that he would soon need a dried fish.

Mr. H shook his head, he could only quickly coordinate all aspects and wait for the battle between the two black coats to end.

This is where intelligence departments are dissatisfied with the violent departments. They are too fond of activism rather than rationally weighing the gains and losses.

After the New Dynasty took over the Song Empire, it launched an infrastructure frenzy in various cities. A large number of extraordinary players were used as ordinary labor to invest in infrastructure and acted as light machinery units. There were also many reluctant indigenous extraordinary people who were forced to sweat on the construction site. They were the lucky ones who were arrested in the previous round of sweeps.

The reason why they are lucky is naturally because they have the best chance to pay labor in exchange for self-imprisonment reduction, and there are more evil people who have no chance to be arrested and kneel down.

The martial arts are the product of this round of infrastructure frenzy. The Xin Dynasty has given players a chance to fight legally.
Chapter completed!