The Corpse King Linyuan was also very interested. He thought that he would be like this for his entire life.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Jing still had such a talented plan, and for a while, he played the role of a kotou military officer and kept making suggestions.

After discussing until late at night, and thoroughly set some basic goals, the meeting was declared over.

No one would have imagined that in this house of less than 100 square meters, at an ordinary table, two people and two monsters had a meeting that was about to change the world.

In the next few years, tens of meters or even hundreds of years later, the names of participants will be recorded in world history books.

This meeting was also called by later generations-Xinji Change.

...

All night, Xiang Jing sat on the table with the plan, his brain was running fast, adding some content with the pen in his hand from time to time.

"Ding! In response to the host's established plan, it is recommended that the host recruit more talents, no matter what era, talents are the objects of competition for all major forces."

"I know this"

Xiang Jing put down the plan in his hand and said, "But now the world is so chaotic, and we are not firmly established. It is difficult to recruit real talents."

"Ding! In view of the host's difficulties, it is recommended that the host purchase a talent explorer: When there are qualified talents nearby, the explorer will automatically capture relevant information to inform the host. The number of hunting points required to purchase: 100,000 points."

Xiang Jing was very excited when he saw it, but he forced one out. Now he only has about 10,000 hunting points, and he can't afford it.

"Yuan, first add a shopping cart for me, and remind me to buy when I have money."

Xiang Jing didn't sleep all night, and there was very little content in the plan.

For example, after attacking the city, how to control the local power, or directly know how to establish one's own power, and so on.

In the morning, Xiang Jing went to Fang Guohao's office. The high-speed plague problem has been resolved and some of the stone exchange issues have been resolved, and he asked him to help him send a chip to Song Lao, and then left.

Fang Guohao looked at the chip in his hand not the size of a fingernail, and after wrapping it up, he sent the fastest fighter to Yanjing City.

Then let people go out and search for the black stone tablet that fell in the sky.

The people indoors may not have seen it, but the people outside, although lying head down, still caught a little shadow more or less.

On the way to Xia Xin this time, Xiang Jing and the others had spent a lot of effort, mainly because they were out of the control of Linyuan Corpse King and Baishan Beast King. The group of monsters rushed forward like dogs that saw fleshy bones. .

After finally breaking out of the siege, they came to the station where Xia Xin and the others were.

Xiang Jing didn't talk nonsense, found a quiet place, and told Xia Xin the plan and his thoughts.

Xia Xin was stunned for a while, and did not respond for a long time.

Xia Xin thought for a while, and the fingers holding the plan were tightened and loosened again. She pinched the edges of the paper a little wrinkled.

Xiang Jing suddenly thought of something, laughed at himself in his heart, and then said, "I am not too difficult for others, but I am abrupt, and I didn't consider it from your perspective."

After hearing this, Xia Xin pursed her lips, her eyes full of guilt, and finally handed the plan back to Xiang Jing, lowered her head and was a little hard to say "I'm sorry, Brother Xiang."

Xiang Jing smiled and patted him on the shoulder, did not say much, got up and left.

Xia Xin is a girl, even though so many things have happened, the other side of her heart is more or less weak.

In addition to her resident, nearly two hundred people, more than one-third of them are old and weak, women and children, taking them to fight with them is equivalent to going to death.

With different personal ideas, different situations, and different ideas, Xiang Jing doesn't blame her, but the only hope is gone, and he can only fight from scratch on his own.

In the afternoon, in Gongshi, Sichuan Province, a city newly built on the ruins belonged to the surrounding area of ​​the Viper Gang composed of thousands of people.

This city is a small city, and the building materials are also the most common. There is no alien space or a lot of manpower and material resources inside.

However, Xiang Jing's first goal is locked on these small and medium-sized forces, not for others, because of one word-poor.

Those with few hunting points are about to cry, so it is the happiest to grab something while developing.

Xiang Jing is dressed in casual clothes, with a cigarette in his mouth, stepping on the table with one foot, and carrying a thunderstorm neutron lightsaber on his shoulder, with one hand in his pocket, and his eyes are two to five to eight thousand, ten dozen gangsters. .

He stared at a strong man with a flower python tattooed behind his desk, and said with disdain.

"Hey, now you understand the difference in strength between us. From now on, labor and management have the final say in this city."

Had it not been for the backrest of the chair, the strong man would have collapsed on the ground at the moment, and all his sweat could be used for bathing.

Seeing Xiang Jing's beaten subordinates living behind him and unable to take care of themselves, the strong man said tremblingly, "You, what you said is that this city will be yours from now on."

The person in front of him is too terrifying, he is simply a humanoid monster, okay, coming in from the outside all the way, the momentum alone scares the individual to death, and hardening his bones in front of such a person is only for death.

Xiang Jing sat on the table. Although the strong man gave him his place, there was sweat on it, and there was no idea of ​​sitting.

"What is your name?"

"Back to the boss, my name is Viper."

Xiang Jing glanced at him and asked, "Where is his real name?"

Xiang Jing took a look at the poisonous snake, and couldn't help but feel aroused. He respectfully said the real name that he never wanted to mention "The little one was called Li Ergou."

Li Ergou went on to explain, "The little one came from the countryside. My mother said that a low name is good to feed her, and she changed her name to a poisonous snake after she mixed up with society."

Xiang Jing said, "Well, Ergou, bring me all the mutant crystal nuclei in your gang."

"Mutated nucleus?"

"That's it." Xiang Jing took out one and said, "After the monsters die, bring me as much as possible in their bodies."

"This kind of stone, okay, I'll let someone get it right away."

Looking at the back of Li Er's bullshit, Xiang Jing was a little puzzled as to how such a mean person could sit in the position of the boss of more than a thousand people.

Actually, it's not that the snake wants to be so mean, it's just that Xiang Jing's power is too abnormal and terrifying. He has to be a little bit mean and hope Xiang Jing will not kill him.

Before long, Li Ergou brought a few bags of mutant crystal nuclei with his little brothers.

Not to mention that all of them are low-level, the total sum of the total is only about 8,000, which is really pitiful.

If Xiang Jing's thoughts are known to the people of the Viper Gang, and he may vomit blood and die, these 8,000 mutant crystal nuclei are more than 8,000 monsters.

It's nothing to someone like Xiang Jing, it's terrible to them.

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