I Have A City In An Alternate World

2225 Fighting for their dreams (1)

“Thank you for your appreciation, Sir. I’m willing to fight alongside you!”

Ah Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, did not hesitate at all. He stepped out of the crowd and answered the young cultivator loudly.

“You’re pretty good.”

The young cultivator glanced at ah Feng with an expression of approval, but he didn’t say anything.

He wasn’t used to talking nonsense, and there were some occasions where it really wasn’t appropriate to speak too much.

Ah Feng glanced at his companions and nodded to uncle long. Then, he took his belongings and followed behind the young cultivator.

As the two of them advanced, they had already started to coordinate and maintain the same aura.

This was also accumulating power, allowing the entire team to become one. When the battle broke out, it would double the team’s lethality.

The young cultivator felt the cooperation of ah Feng’s aura, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He thought to himself that he had not misjudged him.

This mercenary named ah Feng definitely had the potential to become an elite. He was actually able to complete the coordination of their auras in such a short time.

In fact, mercenaries would receive the corresponding training during training, but learning did not mean that they were proficient. This was the most important point.

At this time, one could see the level of comprehension. If a ‘Feng couldn’t integrate into the team, the young cultivator might have to consider changing people.

After all, what he was going to do might be very dangerous, so he needed absolutely reliable partners.

who else is willing to accept the mission? you can take the initiative to sign up with me? ”

The young cultivator said loudly. It was impossible for his team to only have two people, and he needed to recruit more people.

The mercenaries had different reactions, but the young cultivator was not in a hurry. He seemed to be very patient.

Under normal circumstances, the young cultivator didn’t need to go through so much trouble. He could simply name his men and mobilize them.

Mercenaries also had the right to refuse to participate in the war, but the truly difficult missions rarely fell on their heads.

For one, the strength of the mercenaries varied, and they couldn’t guarantee the completion of the task. The cultivators in loucheng couldn’t fully trust the mercenaries.

Secondly, once this kind of mission appeared, it would be instantly fought over by cultivators in Lou Cheng. It was like the most fragrant fat meat, so how could it fall into the hands of mercenaries?

The young cultivator was different. He had a bigger plan, so he needed a group of people who were trustworthy and excellent.

If his subordinates were cultivators of loucheng, then even if they obtained battle merits, they would be distributed according to their contribution.

That was why he chose to recruit followers from the mercenaries. This way, they could be considered his followers, and he could also monopolize the battle achievements after the mission was completed.

He knew that ah Feng had the Royal bloodline of the beastmen. Once it was successfully activated, he would have a very strong combat power.

Such a good seedling would definitely be absorbed into the White stream tower in the future. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that he had yet to become a cultivator of the tower to explore his value.

Of course, he didn’t know that ah Feng had his own plans. The two of them were just using each other.

Fortunately, there was no malicious intent in this kind of exploitation. Instead, it was a roundabout choice that had to be made due to the circumstances.

The recruitment process was very smooth, and there were many mercenaries who dared to take risks. Now that they were on the battlefield, many mercenaries could not wait to join the battle.

In the selection process, the young cultivator always chose the best of the best, and not everyone could join his team.

As a result, he had indeed gathered a group of elites, and they looked extraordinary at first glance.

After walking around the square where more than 100000 mercenaries had gathered, the young cultivator stopped choosing. There were already 100 mercenaries following behind him.

After the personnel Selection was completed, a ‘Feng and the others came to a strange-looking transport ship under the orders of the young cultivator.

“Wait for a moment, then follow me.”

The young cultivator said to ah Feng and the others. Then, he picked up his wrist and clicked twice. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.net

Tang Hao, cultivator of White Creek town, requests to leave town. Please approve!

As the young cultivator’s voice sounded, the computer on his wrist kept sending messages.

[ identity verified. ]

Lou Cheng has not received the order to participate in the battle. He is currently in a sealed state. He is not allowed to leave without permission!

[ Lou city cultivator Tang Hao is currently participating in the qualification competition for the position of the Lord of Lou city. With the city Lord’s approval, he can leave at any time! ]

After reading the content on the screen, Tang Hao turned to look at Lou Cheng in the distance, which was close to the platform on the top floor.

On normal days, his father would stand there, looking at the lake and thinking about problems.

Sure enough, as usual, that familiar figure stood on the platform, looking down at him.

Tang Hao was sure that from the moment he walked out of loucheng, his father had already been there, watching him silently.

The first time he left Lou city and went to the battlefield in the other world, his father had also stood there and watched him silently.

This time, Tang Hao wanted to go to war again. His father came to see him off as usual, because Tang Hao had chosen an even more bumpy road.

If he succeeded, Tang Hao’s future achievements would be limitless. It would not be impossible for him to surpass his father.

However, if he failed, he might be covered in injuries or pay with his life.

Wealth was found in danger. Mortals and cultivators actually had too many similarities.

For cultivators, while they had the opportunity to live a long life, their chances of death were far higher than that of ordinary mortals.

In the process of the rise of the Holy Dragon battle zone, countless cultivators had sacrificed themselves for various reasons. Even the soul transmission array could not save them.

Therefore, in the eyes of the cultivators in Lou city, every time they parted, it might mean an eternal farewell.

Although the cultivators of Lou Cheng were not afraid of death, they were still reluctant to part with their family.

The city Lord of White Creek City didn’t want his son to die in danger, but he respected his opinion and encouraged him to find his own path.

The city Lord of White Creek City was an orphan. He had his current achievements because he joined Holy Dragon City. Even his name was named after Tang Zhen.

There was no need to doubt his worship and loyalty towards Tang Zhen.

His son, Tang Hao, had grown up in the White stream tower. However, because of his influence, he had regarded Tang Zhen as a goal to strive and worship.

However, the more they knew, the more the young cultivators knew how difficult it was to imitate Tang Zhen.

In the end, a dream was just a dream. There were only a few cultivators in loucheng who were qualified to fight for their dreams and imitate Tang Zhen’s path of success.

Tang Hao’s dream was to build his own city like Tang Zhen, and then continue to grow stronger under his own management. In the end, he would have achievements that would make countless people gasp in surprise.

He was extremely clear in his heart that it was impossible for him to reach Tang Zhen’s level. That required true strength, courage, and incomparably heaven-defying luck.

However, as long as he could reach half the height and become the city Lord of a continent-level city, Tang Hao would be satisfied.

Looking at his father’s tall and straight figure, and the gratification and anticipation in his eyes, Tang Hao suddenly felt a strong sense of courage.

He looked in the direction of Lou Cheng, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed with both hands.

When the cultivators of loucheng conquered the greater planes, they were not afraid of strong enemies. They were not afraid of death and did not lack courage in their hot-bloodedness.

Since he had already made up his mind, he would do his best to realize it. He would either fall in the process of chasing his dream or successfully step into the end of his dream.

Since Tang Hao had already made up his mind, he would naturally press forward with indomitable will and die without regrets.

Perhaps he would never have the chance to return after leaving the White stream tower, which was why he kowtowed to his father to thank him before he left.

If I don’t return, I hope my family will take care of me.

After the ceremony, Tang Hao stood up and ordered everyone to board the transport ship. Then, he led everyone out of the White stream tower.

The next stop, area 153!

The moment they left the White stream tower, Tang Hao and the others had officially entered the divine Kingdom. The planar war had also begun.