Zhang Jie was in self-intoxication at this time. As a young Earth-level warrior in the Ghost King Sect, his status in the sect can only be considered average. In fact, being able to become a Earth-level warrior at this age, his talent in practice is indeed excellent. There is no doubt that although there is only one period, he is still a newcomer and has no face in front of other senior Earth-level disciples, but pretending to be slap in front of human-level disciples is still no problem at all.

In his own opinion, his status in the sect can only be considered average, and everyone is very polite to him, but because of his relative who is an elder and his talent that is quite good, his status naturally became what he wanted to improve first, and he was even ranked before his strength. He did not realize that as long as his strength is high, his status is completely improved by himself, and he doesn't need to do anything at all.

The mission failed? It doesn't matter. The depression of the mission failure and the fear of punishment for the sect have disappeared from Zhang Jie's mind. What he is thinking now is just how to make up for the merits. In his imagination, as long as he deals with enough decent disciples, he can get enough credit and have enough credits to fill the faults of the mission failure. Besides, the failure of the mission is not all his fault. Who would have thought that there would be a real disciple of the Yan Sect watching next to him. If you want to blame, you can only blame the information collection work for not being done well.

According to Zhang Jie's idea, as long as he accumulates enough credit, he will not only be able to fill his mistakes and not be punished by failure of the task, but the remaining credit may also increase his status within the sect. At that time, it may not only be these human-level disciples, but even the Earth-level disciples who are more powerful than him will look at him with admiration. Thinking of the scene where a group of Earth-level disciples flatter him, Zhang Jie felt that he was full of motivation.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what should I do next, please tell me." However, Zhang Jie's self-indulgence did not last for a long time, and was interrupted by a tenth-level warrior next to him. They came to this wetland with hidden identities along the way. They could be considered exhausted. To be honest, this place is really not very good, there are many snakes and insects, and occasionally you can see monsters. Although there is not much danger, it is indeed not a place where people have the idea of ​​staying for a long time. In addition, along the way, some people have realized that they seem to have been fooled by Zhang Jie, so naturally they will not have any good faces.

"What are you anxious?" Zhang Jie glared at the warrior. Seeing that the warrior was under the pressure of his master of the ground level, he retracted his gaze with satisfaction, retracted his thoughts, and said to the man: "It is because you can't figure out where you are anxious. Do you know that you stayed at the tenth stage of the human stage for so long? The situation is in my control. This place is very safe and the internal complexity is so beneficial to us. Next, we just need to use this as a base and then go out to find the decent disciples."

After hearing Zhang Jie's words, all the human-level warriors who knew they were fooled had no good face. What is this called a plan? It has no meaning at all. Attacking a decent disciple does not matter, but where to obtain information from a decent disciple. How to choose a target, how to take action after choosing a target? Will so many people move at the same time or separate some people to look after the house here, and whether they have to deal with multiple targets at the same time, etc., these questions have no answers, so how can they be called a plan?

Perhaps Zhang Jie also discovered that many people had bad expressions, or perhaps his cleverness once again played a role, making him realize that everyone is indeed a grasshopper tied to a rope, and no one can escape. If these human-level warriors want to survive and not be punished, they really need his leadership. After all, there is no ground-level warrior in charge, and it is still difficult to rely on a group of human-level warriors to do anything that can overcome their merits. But in the same way, Zhang Jie can't do anything alone. Without the help of these human-level warriors, he will be dead.

So when I saw these human-level warriors look bad and are a little out of control, Zhang Jie said in time: "Don't think I've done nothing. Before going down the mountain, I prepared a detailed map of this area, including the wetland where we are. Although it is not very detailed, it is definitely enough. The map is marked with many nearby towns, and the path is very clear, and there are even some places in the Wenguo next to me."

Seeing everyone's face slowing down and their attention was focused on themselves, Zhang Jie said again: "For the next period of time, we were divided into multiple troops. Of course, the purpose was not to attack, but to reconnaissance. We also inquire about information from multiple places at the same time to see which decent disciples have been active in this area recently. After collecting information, we all dispatched to catch all decent disciples from several nearby towns at one time!"

"Catch them all in one place?" A human-level warrior next to him asked with some doubts: "Is that a little hasty? If a decent disciple wants to go out for training, except for some special circumstances, they all require the strength of the ground level? With our strength, it is okay to deal with one or two. Will it be too difficult to catch all the decent disciples in a region in a short time?"

Zhang Jie smiled contemptuously and said, "What do you think we are coming out for? We are in order to attack the disciples of the famous Jianmen. Now the mission has failed. The sect wants us to go back. But I decided to attack the disciples of the righteous for everyone to be impunciled. We did not go down the mountain because we wanted to attack the disciples of the righteous for the sake of the reign of the righteous for the sake of the reign of the righteous for the sake of the time being. Therefore, time is limited. If we want to survive, we must obtain enough credit within a certain period of time. Otherwise, if we have no credit and are considered as not going back on time, we will definitely be treated as traitors who left the sect without authorization!"

Everyone stopped saying anything at once. Indeed, their actions at this time were actually considered to be an act without ordering. Even if they received credit, they would reduce the value of the value because of this. At that time, most of the mistakes of the failed mission will be offset, and there will be not much left. If they do not go back for a certain period of time, it would be a serious crime. I guess even if they make great contributions, it will not be enough to offset them. Unless they can kill a few decent senior executives, but with their strength, it would be a delusion. So at this time, everyone realized that they didn’t have much time left. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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