After entering the ordinary land, Tang Shidao suddenly realized a fact: the endless void favored honest people!
From the extraordinary bloodline to the great curse spell, to the unique spell, to the present world wonder, to the forbidden spell, to the Seven Legacies of the Previous World, there was actually no victory by taking advantage of opportunities. They all cultivated honestly and improved step by step, and then … good luck would naturally come.
Tang Shidao could also guess.
If he did not obtain the black hole gun, the black hole gun would definitely appear in this magic gun world, and there would definitely be another owner who would use it.
He even dared to say that.
Every magic gun could become a black hole gun!
This was not a fantasy. Tang Shidao truly realized: the black hole gun would not appear for no reason, and it would not hide itself for no reason. Why had the black hole gun not appeared before? No, it had appeared before, and it could appear in the hands of every magic gun hunter. But why was it not a black hole gun? The reason was … the others did not seize the opportunity, or they wanted to succeed by taking advantage of opportunities, and in the end, they failed.
Soul Wanderer Gao Tianxing and World Breaker Ling Bukong wanted the void iron soil. It felt like a very good idea and very correct.
However …
If they still did not have the black hole gun, then something was wrong.
The magic gun in hand.
The iron soil was unknown.
You gave up the magic gun for the iron soil? Could this kind of thinking still be called correct? You did not cherish what you had and did not use it well. You blindly pursued higher and better things. Could your thinking be correct? From another perspective, if the black hole gun was an examiner, it had already invested 50% in your magic gun, and then you ran off to find the void iron soil.
Think about it, if you were the black hole gun, would you still bet all your wealth on yourself?
Chan Jiu's ancient magic weapon, Sky Splitter, had the highest attack power, but she basically did not use it.
However, Sky Splitter was set on Chan Jiu.
The scarecrow's Book of Ten Thousand Spells was a "useless" idle product, and it was only set on the scarecrow.
Was it because they had power and ability?
No.
It was the right, the choice of Sky Splitter and the Book of Ten Thousand Spells. On the other hand, if Chan Jiu used Sky Splitter every time she fought, and he did not work hard at all, he believed that Sky Splitter would not be able to stay.
He didn't really use the Seven Legacies of the Previous World, but what did he have that was worth remembering?
Compared to God Wanderers and Break World people, Han Sen had always wanted to level up the Seven Relics. He had never wanted to find something better to replace them.
Scarecrow's philosophy: There are no useless spells, only useless mages.
From solar and lunar eclipses to colorless.
From the primordial black flames to the nine-colored light.
In fact, Scarecrow's idea was correct. Spells were the foundation, but derivative spells were often more powerful than the foundation. This in itself proved one thing: one must have the foundation, but continuous improvement was the right way to improve. Ignoring one's own conditions and blindly pursuing higher and better was not ambition, but stupidity.
I want to understand this.
Tang Shidao suddenly relaxed … Yes, it was wishful thinking to force things. Sometimes, if you worked hard enough, good luck would naturally come.
If you want to reap rewards without putting in the effort, then there must be something wrong with your brain.
"Welcome, guest. Where are you from?"
"Hello, Mr. Stationmaster, I came from Stationmaster Lin Qi's side. I wanted to enjoy the scenery, so I walked for a while. Here, this is my registration file. "At the new outpost, Tang Shidao saw a group of people. It was a small team or an individual that had just arrived. Every one of them was very alert. Their hands never left the magic gun, ready to pull it out at any time.
"Oh …" The new stationmaster suddenly had a good impression of him.
Because he knew very well …
If Stationmaster Lin Qi didn't want to help this person, he definitely wouldn't have opened his mouth to guide him. Looking at the tiger-skin backpack and thick cloth sleeping bag, as well as beast meat, dried fruits, long dagger, old lighter, oil lamp, and other things, it proved that Stationmaster Lin Qi had already "over-allocated." Normally, a backpack and some beast meat would be enough. No one would care about anything else.
"Long … Mr. Long, right? Hello, hello. Please wait for one more day. There will be an iron airship tomorrow morning. You can take it to other cities. "
"Okay, I haven't asked."
"You're welcome, Mr. Long. I was once a sinner. I don't need a name anymore. Just call me One-Eye. "The stationmaster who called himself One-Eye was really one-eyed. He was blind in one eye.
"Hello, Stationmaster One-Eye. There's still one more day. Can I take a look around?"
"Of course. Be careful. You, wait a moment … "Stationmaster One-Eye turned around. After searching for a while, he found an old crossbow and a bag of arrows. He handed them to Tang Shidao." Here, this is for you. It's not easy to go out hunting. It's safer to have more weapons. Did Old Lin Qi tell you about the trade items here? "
"Bullets, right?" Tang Shidao didn't hold back.
"Food is also a trade item. It's usually bullets and arrows because everyone has guns and crossbows. Try to collect as many arrows as possible. If you really don't have any, use hard wood to make your own. It's best if it's poisonous. "Stationmaster One-Eye kept instilling his experience. The others listened in a daze.
They looked at themselves.
There was only a backpack and some beast meat jerky. There was nothing else.
Why?
They didn't know at first, but now they understood … It was probably because they were very rude, so the other party didn't want to talk to them.
Think about it.
They were dignified magic spirit dominators or ancestral spirit elders. Although their power was limited and they were reduced to mortals, they were still gods among gods. This stationmaster One-Eye was just a mortal, an ant-like existence. How could they be polite to him? If it wasn't for the Ordinary Road, a headshot could kill anyone. They would have "ordered" this lowly servant to kneel down and wipe their shoes.
They really couldn't be polite to this kind of mortal.
But.
This Mr. Long was very polite … It wasn't an act. He really communicated with them as equals, without a trace of arrogance. It was as if he was very used to the attitude of mortals and knew how to communicate with them as equals.
The people present found it hard to understand.
In fact, if a mortal turned into an ant, it would be very difficult to communicate with an ant as equals. After all, the two sides were fundamentally different. But now Mr. Long was very real. It was as if he had the essence of a mortal. The others naturally weren't convinced, but they could only say in their hearts: I don't believe it. It's impossible. It's an act. It's too real. They didn't dare to do anything. It was too easy to die here. It wasn't worth it to court death recklessly.
Generally, people entered the Ordinary Road for two purposes.
First, to find an opportunity to improve.
Second, to find treasures.
These "treasures" included items and tools, as well as skills and knowledge. In the Ordinary Road, they had the "basic" things that super powerful people needed, such as some kind of primitive bloodline. Even if travelers found it and didn't use it themselves, they could trade it to super powerful people in exchange for great benefits. The most convenient thing was that there were no restrictions on entering the Ordinary Road. Anyone could enter.
Saints, Sector Lords, Supremes, Magic Spirit Dominators, Ancestral Spirit Elders, and even mortals themselves could enter to search for treasures.
In this place, everyone was the same, the weakest of mortals.
Travelers generally didn't dare to act recklessly, because there was only one life here.
Half a day later.
Tang Shidao returned from hunting with two big bags of beast meat. He deliberately hunted less and didn't want to show off his skills. At this time, he found that the outpost was already full of people. The better ones were large groups that had returned from hunting and were ready to board the iron airship.
"You're back." The one-eyed outpost took the beast meat and handed over a bag of crossbow bolts.
"Mm. Outpost, are there usually so many people here? "
"More or less. It depends. Sometimes, we don't see many people in a month. Sometimes, a group of hundreds or thousands of people come. Anyone can come to the Ordinary Road. Naturally, there's no shortage of people who come here to try their luck. Take a rest first. The iron airship is already on the way and will arrive tomorrow morning. If you don't mind, let's roast some tiger meat together. "
"Okay, thank you. I'm good at roasting meat too." Tang Shidao didn't stand on ceremony.
At this moment, the surrounding crowd whispered to each other. They seemed to be discussing who this "Mr. Long" was and why he was so familiar with the outpost. In fact, some of them were very polite. However, true politeness and acting couldn't be hidden. In the end, these outpost outpost outposts entertained too many people. If one wanted to act in front of them, it would only backfire.
Tang Shidao was different. He didn't look down on them, didn't act, and didn't try to curry favor. It was just an ordinary exchange of equals.
The more he was like this, the more normal the outposts felt.
The next day.
The iron airship arrived.
In principle, this thing couldn't be called an iron airship. It should be called an air carrier, and an enlarged version at that. It had a magic power furnace, and part of the mechanical operation was done by magic power. However, other than that, there were no magic cannons, magic guns, or any magic weapons. There were cannons on the iron airship, but they were just ordinary gunpowder cannons.
If it wasn't an ordinary place, this kind of big guy couldn't even scare an advanced mage with a few hundred points of magic power.
However.
Because they were all mortals now, they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in the face of this big guy.
This wasn't a joke.
When the iron airship landed, a strong wind blew, and a few pretentious "old men" standing at the front were blown away. They were only covered in mud when they hit the ground, and almost lost their lives when they hit rocks. At least a few of their bones were broken.
In an ordinary place, life was so fragile.
"One-eyed old man, are these all newbies?"
"Yes, they're all newbies. You can check their files. This little brother Long is not bad. Help take care of him. Next time, I'll treat you to tiger bone wine. "
"Since you said so, okay, come."
Everyone boarded the airship, and Tang Shidao was ushered to the other side.
At this time.
There were some people in the outpost who objected and also wanted to go Tang Shidao's way. What answered him was the magic gun, a headshot. When his team pulled out their guns, the guards on the iron airship were one step ahead, and countless magic guns were pointed at each other. The situation was still in a stalemate, but the iron airship's "captain" raised his hand, and the giant cannon on top descended, aiming at the ground.
"Misunderstanding, sorry, we don't know any better." The newbie group immediately admitted defeat and slowly put away their guns. They understood that there were no rules to treat them well, and there were no believers to worship them.
This was the magic gun world, and everyone was a mortal.
In the void or the previous world, they could blow up a planet with a sneeze.
Here, they couldn't even make a fart.
Half an hour later.
Thousands of newbie group members gathered in a giant warehouse and slept on the spot. Other than water, they didn't even care about food.
Where was Tang Shidao?
There was a small house with a bed, a table, books, and milk and beast meat for lunch.
"Let's get to know each other, Tang Tong."
"Hello, captain Tang Shidao, I'm Long." Tang Shidao reached out and shook his hand.
"That one-eyed old devil rarely recommends newbies. You must be very special. May I ask, did you pick up the tiger pelt backpack or did you hunt it yourself? "
"I hunted it myself."
"Impressive. This backpack of yours, I started hunting officially, and it took me 14 years to get it. The outpost is surrounded by forests, and the tiger beasts are closest to the outpost, so you can't hunt them without going deep into the forest. You don't have a team, and you hunted alone. It's obvious that you're extraordinary. You don't have to be humble. If you're capable, then you're capable. In the magic gun world, everyone judges people by their guns. "
"Thank you for the reminder." Tang Shidao knew the other party's intention. It was a kind reminder.
"It's good to be capable, but it's not good to be too bold. Look at my hand … "Tang Tong stretched out his right hand. He only had three fingers left, and the other two fingers were fake and couldn't move." Because I accidentally got injured, it's hard for me to use the magic gun with my right hand. If I switch to my left hand, my speed is at least half. Little brother Long, I want to remind you that death isn't necessarily a disaster. Sometimes, getting injured is. If one-eyed old devil had both his eyes, he wouldn't be idling around the outpost. "
"Okay, thank you for the reminder."
"You're too polite. You're not an ordinary person in the outside world, right?"
"Yes, in the outside world, the universe and the stars can be pinched like toys."
"…" Tang Tong was stunned. After a long time, he raised his thumb with an expression that said, "My brain isn't enough to imagine." After a while, he got up and went out. "Have a good rest. It'll take some time to reach the city. Let's forget about today. Adapt to the environment first. If you're interested, you can come hunting with us tomorrow. It's a group hunt. "
"Okay, sure." Tang Shidao smiled and thanked him.
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