After the mutated locust tide, the rebuilt District 26 became more prosperous.
Historical experience tells us that as long as a place has suffered a major disaster, it will remain very stable for a long time to come.
As one of the lowest hunting areas, Area 26 is very popular with low-level warriors.
In just one or two months, the number of people hunting here has almost doubled.
Of course, there are also many young masters who come here accompanied by their elders to experience real fighting or to train in actual combat.
On this day, two very unfamiliar people, an old man and a young man, came to the supply station in District 26.
The young man had a dignified appearance, and there was an air of superiority in his movements; the old man looked ordinary. , but it seems that there is a huge power hidden in the body, which makes people feel frightened when standing next to him.
"Young master, is it really okay for you to go alone?"
the old man asked with some worry.
"Don't worry, Uncle Sun.
My strength has already reached the mid-fifth level.
Plus what my father left on me, even seventh-level mutant creatures may not be able to do anything to me."
The young man seemed to Very confident in his own strength.
"Well, let's do this.
I'll stay here at the supply station.
If you encounter any trouble, send me a message immediately so that I can arrive immediately."
The old man gave in.
The young man thought for a while, and it seemed that there was no other way.
If he didn't compromise, the old man in front of him might really take him back by force.
"Come on, come on, the Hunter King is here."
Just when the two of them had just concluded their discussion, the crowd around them suddenly started to commotion.
A large group of acquirers rushed to District 26 as if they had seen some prey. entrance.
The old man and the young man were also attracted by the noise.
They followed the sound and saw a young man who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old stepping into the supply station with the smell of blood all over him.
"He is the hunter king," the young man said dissatisfied.
How could a person of similar age get such a title?
A vendor hurried past him.
He also wanted to buy several mutated beast corpses from the Hunter King, but his speed seemed to be a bit slow.
The Hunter King had already been surrounded by other purchasers.
He knew that there was no chance for him.
Just when he was about to go back, he heard the young man's muttering.
He glanced at the old man and the young man and said disdainfully: "Even the Hunter King doesn't know that.
You can tell it right away."
Newcomer.
I can hunt dozens of mutated creatures in a day, can you do that?"
The young man seemed to have a bad temper and was about to explode, but was restrained by the old man.
After careful questioning, they found out that these purchasers were peripheral members of some large consortiums.
They did not have much liquidity to purchase the corpses of powerful mutant creatures from those high-level warriors, so they took root here.
Even though mosquitoes are small, they are not meat.
Their original income is actually only slightly higher than that of ordinary working-class people.
Because the strength of these low-level warriors is limited, even if they can hunt mutant creatures, most of them are piecemeal.
But half a month ago, a young man suddenly appeared here.
Like those free warriors, he leaves early and returns late every day.
But what is different is that he can bring dozens of corpses of mutated creatures almost every day.
At first, everyone thought that maybe the last wave of mutant locusts killed a nest of mutant creatures, and this nest happened to be discovered by this young man.
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However, those buyers discovered that the corpses of these mutated creatures were very complete.
With a few exceptions, almost all of them had only one scar, and the blood had not completely solidified, indicating that they would not have been dead for a long time.
They were almost certain that this young man must be a young genius from a certain big family.
Otherwise, how could he kill so many mutated creatures every day by himself?
Gradually, because this young man could hunt as much as twenty people in a day, he was called the Hunter King by the buyers here.
Because the mutated creature corpses he hunted were very complete, he could sell them at a better price, and buyers also liked doing business with him.
This so-called hunter king is naturally Lin Xi.
In the past half month, he has spent almost all of the time in the wilds of District 26, only returning to the supply station to spend the night at night.
His current mental power is enough to sweep through fifth-level mutant creatures.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a weapon at his disposal.
Otherwise, he would dare to rush into even the lair of sixth-level creatures.
The thing that spiritual masters are least afraid of is group battles.
"Hunter King, how was the harvest today?"
The buyers surrounded him and asked all kinds of questions.
"Not bad, 32 fourth-level beasts, 17 fifth-level beasts, and 4 sixth-level beasts.
As usual, we will sell them to whomever offers the highest price."
Lin Xi had already slowly accepted this title.
He piled all the mutated creature corpses on the ground, forming a small hill.
Lin Xi did not deliberately hide his space ring.
Because of his strong strength, almost everyone thought that he was a descendant of some big family.
In the eyes of these warriors living at the bottom, such a young master was simply not something they could afford. , so no one dares to be greedy.
"Haha, feel free.
I want two sixth-level ones today.
Whoever snatches them from me is in a hurry."
A bearded purchaser yelled.
"Big Beard, you are going too far.
There are so many of us, and you only have two for yourself.
How can the rest of us live?"
Someone soon objected dissatisfiedly.
"Even though you, the bearded man, are the most well-funded here, we are not just fools."
"Haha, this Hunter King is a bit interesting."
The old man sat in the corner and observed Lin Xi and couldn't help but praise.
"Oh, I guess it's nothing.
I can hunt dozens of mutated creatures of this level in a day."
The young man said disdainfully.
"Young master, you have been trained by the master since you were a child.
Even that kind of treasure has been put into your body.
There are few people of your age who can match your strength."
The old man smiled, "But this young man He is only in the early stage of the fourth level, and look at his clothes.”
The young man looked Lin Xi up and down.
Indeed, this young man's attire was very ordinary.
Even the battle uniform he wore was the cheapest.
It was obvious at a glance that he did not come from a big family.
If this is the case, then it is worth pondering.
An ordinary early-level fourth-level warrior may not be able to kill even a mid-level fourth-level mutant creature, let alone a sixth-level mutant creature.
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"This young man has a lot of secrets."
The old man stroked his beard, seeming to be very interested in Lin Xi's secrets.
"Hey, I don't know if he is better or I am better."
The young man looked eager to try.
What he liked most was to compete with geniuses of the same age.
The sense of accomplishment of defeating geniuses was almost addictive to him.
"Young Master, I advise you to give up this idea.
My intuition tells me that this young man may not lose to you if he tries his best."
"Oh, do you think he can defeat me?"
This was the first time he saw Uncle Sun give such a high evaluation to a young man.
"Haha, maybe."
The old man showed an enigmatic smile.
"Interesting."
The fighting spirit in the young man's heart was aroused, "Hunter King, I hope you don't leave here so early.
I must find an opportunity to compete with you."
The corpses of more than fifty mutated creatures brought Lin Xi an income of nearly 50,000 federal dollars.
This was just his harvest in one day.
He had already accumulated a considerable amount of savings in the past half month.
This was almost unthinkable before.
According to this efficiency, he will soon be able to save up to buy a mid-level human-level weapon used by telepathic masters.
After returning to his residence, Lin Xi washed away the fatigue of the day.
In less than a week, the start of the third year of high school would begin.
He planned to stay here for two more days, as long as he had a mid-level human-level weapon by his side. , he is confident to kill a seventh-level mutant creature This article is updated twice a day, with a guaranteed limit of 5,000 words.
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