Chapter 580 I Care Who You Are (Part 1)

Wen Zilong said "Journey to the West" on the third day, and he got tens of thousands of dead beasts.

This business is really profitable.

So, on the fourth day, he continued to come to the square.

This time, more people came, more than 8,000 people.

Everyone brought a corpse of a vicious beast.

Wen Zilong had also read some online novels before, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but said:

"Ask for a collection, a recommendation, a monthly pass, a reward, all kinds of requests. If the reward is good, I'll add more today."

"Wow—"

The audience immediately burst into applause.

Although I don't know what Wen Zilong said about collections, recommendations, monthly passes, etc., but they understood the reward.

In fact, there is no need for Wen Zilong to say, many of them have a reward.

Wen Zilong saw that the atmosphere at the scene was so warm, and he couldn't help but have a whim, and said:

"Wu Chengen, as you know, is my real name. I also have a stage name, genius potato."

All the wild dragons at the scene heard it, and they all started to shout in unison:

"Genius Potatoes!"

"Genius Potatoes!"

"Genius Potatoes!"

...

The lively atmosphere is comparable to a concert on earth.

Wen Zilong asked people to put away all the corpses of the beasts.

There are as many as 18,000.

Wen Zilong was shocked. Where did so many corpses of beasts come from?

You must know that during the Autumn Hunting Competition, he was in the Naruto Forest and only had a few thousand corpses of beasts.

The next student, Master Mi, seemed to know what Wen Zilong was thinking and explained:

"To the north of us, there is a grassland. There is a forest on the grassland. We call it Linhai Snowfield.

This forest and snow field is covered with snow and ice for eight months a year. I don't know why, every year when it snows, there will be a large number of corpses of fierce beasts in this forest and snow field.

So every year at this time, many people go to pick up the corpses of the beasts.

The corpse was picked up the first day and reappeared the next day.

It usually occurs for about ten days in a row. "

Wen Zilong was greatly surprised when he heard this.

Asked: "It's like this every year?"

Master Mi replied, "It's like this every year."

"It seems that there is a chance to visit the Linhai Snowfield."

Wen Zilong murmured.

Of course, this is only his temporary idea.

With his character, it is naturally impossible for him to go out and take a look at this kind of cold weather, the weather is freezing cold, and the north wind can blow into people's bones.

Everyone has curiosity, but Wen Zilong is too lazy to ignore his curiosity.

Pressing his curiosity, Wen Zilong continued to speak,

Although there were more than 8,000 people in the square, when Wen Zilong gave a speech, the scene was silent.

Just listening to Wen Zilong's voice echoed over the square like a nine-day fairy music.

Wen Zilong couldn't help but think of the picture of Brother Sanzang lecturing the scriptures.

It seems that my brother also has the potential to be a master monk.

There are more people giving rewards today, and Wen Zilong also talked for half an hour as he said before.

It has been talked about stealing ginseng fruit and being thrown into the frying pan by Zhen Yuanzi, and Wukong destroyed the frying pan.

The barbarian dragons were applauding each and every one of them.

Especially when I heard that Wukong destroyed the oil pan for a while, all of them boiled.

Wen Zilong finally said: "Wukong said: 'Don't pierce my master, but also pierce me.' When the great immortal heard this, he sneered, walked out of the hall, and grabbed it.

After all, I don't know what to say, how to get out of the end, and let's listen to the decomposition next time. "

After speaking, the more than 8,000 wild dragons shook their heads and sighed.

"It's good to hear, but it's gone."

"Oh, it's always like this."

"In the past two days, half of it disappeared every time I heard it. I couldn't eat or sleep well. My wife thought I had someone outside."

"No way, let's listen to it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Linhai Snowfield early in the morning to pick up a few more corpses of fierce beasts and bring them to Master Wu."

"What, Mr. Wu, I think the genius potato sounds better."

Wen Zilong narrowed his eyes slightly as he listened to the comments of the people below.

He understands hunger marketing;

He also understands the broken chapters in online novels.

I've let you hear enough today, what if you don't come tomorrow?

So I have to leave some suspense every day, and I will disconnect you when it is cool.

This is Wen Zilong's service tenet: to be a dog out of context, brother is serious.

Wen Zilong stood up and waved his wings at the following eight lines of people:

"Okay, let's go here today."

Saying that, he turned to leave.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded:

"stop!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes all turned to the person who spoke.

I saw that it was a young wild dragon in his twenties.

His appearance is quite ordinary among the wild dragons.

He is more than two meters tall and has two big eyes. The eyelids of his eyes are actually hard shells.

When he blinked, the two hard shells opened and closed.

His head is round - or oval, like a marinated egg.

It's just that at the top of this oval head, there is a sharp blade.

The wild dragons around, seeing him like this, all exclaimed in amazement.

"So majestic!"

"How handsome!"

"Look at the sharp blade on top of his head, it's still shining with cold light."

"If this is done with the opponent, it will be very advantageous."

It turned out that in the aesthetics of the Tupleian dragons, this look looks very handsome and domineering.

But in Wen Zilong's eyes, this Nima is completely a salted egg superman.

He won't throw out a moving light wave biu-biu-biu, let him die to biu.

Wen Zilong looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young man's right hand was raised, and Wen Zilong's heart tightened slightly.

The next moment, the young man took out something and slowly opened it.

When Wen Zilong saw this thing clearly, he suddenly felt like he was jealous of Brother Dao.

I saw that this thing turned out to be a folding fan.

What kind of folding fan are you swinging in this winter?

It's a little embarrassing to pretend to be, isn't it?

The young man slowly opened his mouth while shaking the folding fan:

"The story behind is not finished yet, how can you leave now?"

Wen Zilong sneered when he heard the words:

"I'll come when I want, and I'll go when I want."

Having said that, he got off the high platform and walked out of the field.

The young man was going to chase Wen Zilong, and the wild dragons around him all quit.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to stop the genius potato?"

"Mr. Genius Potato, but our guest of Never Sleeping City, and also the guest of Master Mi. You dare to stop him? Are you courting death?"

"Master Potato, the genius, usually only talks for one hour a day. Today, when I'm happy, I only talk for half an hour. We are already satisfied, how dare you speak rudely to him?"

The young man was slightly taken aback.

All the people in the scene were not full.

Originally, he thought that when he said this, everyone at the scene would support him.

Unexpectedly, everyone blamed him in turn.

He sneered and nodded slightly.

The next moment, around him, the four wild dragons suddenly turned around, punching and kicking like the wind, and slammed towards the surroundings.