After Ye Zhongming entered, it was a tumbling, not because of the danger in it, but a life around him punched his fist at him.

It was a guy similar to a half-orc, with a sturdy body similar to humans, but with a short and thick tail, a stubborn head, almost like a monster, and a mouth full of fangs.

Before, he gave Ye Zhongming the deepest impression of his mouth full of fangs, and he also gave out a heavy gasp when breathing. But a pair of hands with six fingers each is clean and tidy, with a white color like jade, which is clearly different from the waxy yellow on the body.

Ye Zhongming didn't know why this guy attacked himself from the beginning, but after he came in, he was alert all the time in this life. He rolled to avoid the attack, and then flicked into a huge green plant. Behind the vegetation, it disappeared when it moved.

This space is a place similar to a tropical rain forest. Various colors of vegetation can be seen everywhere. Whether it is underground grass moss, or towering trees and strange plants, it adds a breath of life to the whole city. Or the underground palaces are completely different.

The temperature is at least forty degrees and the humidity is 90%. Ye Zhongming was exploring the surroundings while running in the jungle.

No equipment, no war beasts, puppets, and everything has been lost. The only thing you can rely on is your own body.

What Ye Zhongming wants to do now is to see if his occupation and some skills have been lost, or that is the primary reason for his outlier. As for why that life will attack him, he is not particularly interested in Genting. It seems to Wang that when he finds out his doubts, he will find a chance to kill him.

He only wanted to do it temporarily, or be entrusted by others, and killing the past can solve the problem.

After finding a plant like a plantain and quietly observing the surrounding area for a minute without any danger, Ye Zhongming slowly put his hand on a small plant on the ground.

It was a sword grass, and Ye Zhongming knew it because he had seen it in the secret realm of Bruce.

This plant poses no threat to the evolutionary, but when it reaches maturity, the middlemost grass stem is unusually sharp and sharp. After being pulled out, the other leaves of the same plant are used to entangle the lower end, which is a short double-edged blade. sword.

At least three levels of life can not withstand the sword grass.

Losing everything, even a weapon like this is good.

Ye Zhongming activated his own gardener career, and a wave of energy was injected into the young swordweed from the body.

I am happy because the professional skills can be used!

At the same time, the greatest strength of Ye Zhongming, spiritual power, still exists.

In a strange environment, there is nothing more reassuring than this.

Just as the swordgrass matured at a rate visible to the naked eye, in another space, several people were standing in front of the light curtain of the entire wall, watching Ye Zhongming.

"Remove this rubbish? He doesn't belong here."

A man said in a cold voice. He was wearing a mask and a robe just like the lead man, but the mask on his face was silver and the robe on his body was also silver.

"reason?"

Another person with the same silver mask and silver robe asked.

"His entry is not his, is this not enough?"

Faced with such a return, the second man said unfailingly: "Then how did his entry ticket come from? He was robbed by your agent. They rely on strength, what's wrong? Although the same It’s garbage, and it’s stronger than the chosen garbage.”

"Aya Holly, do you want to die?"

The first person was said to be annoyed and angry, and his body exhaled an air of convulsions.

"It's your own selfishness, you have to admit that you have done something wrong, and your vision will be changed next time. Although our StarEyes does not stipulate that you are not allowed to kill garbage at will, it is common for you to kill and vent your anger when you are a little unlucky. Thing, but before you take it so casually, please think about the current form, think about our disadvantages, think about whether these garbage are really garbage? Perhaps, they are the guarantee of the future."

After speaking, the second mask snorted coldly, saluting towards the person standing at the front, and then walked sideways: "Our star eyes are not very popular among the cosmic race, and we can only swim for many years in the universe. Walking in the dark, even after uniting against the slaves, we are also a dispensable role. Even the headquarters can only be built underground, and its name is in line with our style, but what is our style? Killer and assassin? Must they live underground?"

"Cosmic resources are constantly being absorbed by slaves, and all races will be destroyed if they are not stopped, but I can guarantee that if we do not make changes in Star Eyes, the first one to be eliminated is us!"

"Oh, these problems are currently, not thinking about how to solve them, thinking about their own interests and even the least valuable face, what can be changed?"

The sound of closing the door sounded away, taking away this continuous dissatisfaction.

The first person was choked with nothing to say, Mumu was sulking there.

"Aya Holly is actually right. The strength of our star eyes is inferior among the cosmic peoples. In addition, the discrimination against us formed by so many cosmic years has caused us to struggle today. This batch of Rubbish, maybe help us make a little change."

The person headed, wearing a golden mask and wearing a golden robe, obviously has the highest status.

"Every time you get rid of the **** status and become a novice's "hope battle", it is an important basis for resource allocation. Every time, we are all supporting actors. "

"This new garbage from the earth, pay attention to it, if there is potential, focus on training."

"what do you mean……"

The new junkies will become novices after surviving their first experience. If they focus on training, is it necessary to make him face a less difficult test?

"The quota for this trial is four people, right? Instead of three, whoever survives will share a little more reward."

"Yes, Cheng Liu is very long."

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Pulling out the middlemost grass stem, Ye Zhongming didn't make it into a short sword so easily, but closed his eyes slightly. After a while, two elves appeared on his shoulders.

They also came here with Ye Zhongming!

"Pull some fertile soil to Dad!"

The fertile soil accumulated before was all in the space, now it is naturally gone, and we can only hope that the elves of the earth will re-produce.

The little guy was very obedient and said that he would pull, and in a few moments there would be freshly baked black fertile soil.

Ye Zhongming used these fertile soils on the other side of the grass and let them mature as quickly as possible. After harvesting the middlemost stem, Ye Zhongming launched his top craftsmanship.