Everyone was still somewhat hesitant.
After all, they were all living in a peaceful society on Earth. It would take a lot of determination for them to risk their lives and fight for a better future.
Akina Yamaguchi said, "That's all I have to say. This is already the greatest opportunity. All of you usually look at the screenshots on the forums and watch the era's bloody and tearful hymns, but when it really comes down to it, you don't dare …
All of you should know that we ultimately cannot rely on Carolyn, the Three Pillar Gods, or Diqi. They are the Buddhist civilization of the old era, the heritage of the Earthlings of the old era. Although it has been revived by us … we should open up a fourth era of transcendental civilization that belongs to our present generation! "
Everyone understood what Akina Yamaguchi meant.
The opening of a path and the rise of a civilization required the hard work of generations …
"I get it! I'll participate now! "
"Brothers, charge! It's not only for the civilization, but also for us! If we continue like this, we will definitely not have a chance of becoming true experts! "
"Achieving the Dao at Rank-9, corroborating the Dao at Rank-10. Charge! Charge!"
"For our ancestors, for our future! I'll sacrifice my blood for the Yellow Emperor! "
"Kill!"
…
Countless netizens roared angrily as their blood boiled.
As for the netizens by the side, they felt terrible watching this. Can't you onlookers calm down a little? Why are you shouting so hot-blooded? It's as though you are the ones doing it …
You can't even enter the game, alright?
Finally, the number of people was determined, and more and more people signed up.
And elsewhere.
Akina Yamaguchi also sought out Carolyn. After all, it was a huge project to free up a portion of the people in the tower world. It would also result in a huge loss of profits.
"You want to bring a group of people to head out of the Chaos Heavens ahead of time?" Carolyn asked. She was still taking the path to the Rank-10, but she knew that Diqi had already stepped foot into that mysterious land.
"Yes."
Akina Yamaguchi said righteously, "I need a group of people urgently. I even need to take away the main body of the television … This is a mission from a transcendent ancient god."
Upon mentioning the mission from a transcendent ancient god, Carolyn's unhappy expression eased slightly. She pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it. Anyway, I didn't hurt my core. There are enough televisions left here. It can be used for a long period of time."
Akina Yamaguchi smiled. "Thank you for your understanding, Your Excellency."
After all, there was nothing wrong with the Ancient God's Quest. As for that little fatty …
Soon, Mt. Akina brought a group of people with him. With Di Qi's help, they returned outside the Chaos Heavens and entered the Bodhimanda once again.
"It's about time. It's time to start."
Akina Yamaguchi looked at the guy who was still fishing on the beach. "That guy's fishing skills are very good. The others got the big prize by luck, but he has the ability … Even if his memory is sealed, some of his abilities are still engraved in his bones. Just throw it at the place where he is fishing. He should be able to catch it."
…
Zhang Youling was still fishing. His chubby figure was sitting under an umbrella, fishing on the coast.
"Senior Brother, this time, if we catch another clay jar, we won't open it. That's too much of a loss." Another fellow disciple was grumbling unhappily.
"Yeah, we're not going to open it. If it's still an empty one, we'll be screwed." Fatty Zhang smiled honestly and continued fishing at the edge of the beach.
He didn't believe that the second time he fished up something good. The chances were too low. How could such a feeling appear twice in a row?
The water rippled slightly.
Zhang Youling frowned and suddenly hooked his eyebrows.
Splash.
Another clay jar appeared in front of him and was fished up.
The fellow disciples beside him were completely excited.
"Another one! Another one! "
"The probability of a mud pot is 1%, and only a skilled angler who has a good sense of direction in the sea can reach 3% to 5%. Counting the number of anglers that Senior Brother has fished, he has already reached the level of those experts!"
Everyone was flattering him, but Zhang Youling's face stiffened. He had a vague feeling that there was some kind of treasure with a special aura in this mud jar.
"Why is it here again?"
He was happy and shocked at the same time. His expression changed slightly.
He just said that he sold it. How was he going to explain it now?
If there was a treasure and he secretly took it away, it would definitely be an empty jar. That would be a slap in the face!
Zhang Youling took a deep breath and looked at the clay jar. "Fellow Senior Brothers, I feel that I was so unlucky last time. This time, I won't be so unlucky. Why don't we open it again and see what's inside? After all, the latest two lucky ones are said to have opened a heaven-defying bloodline. It's very exaggerated. "
"This is still open?"
The expressions of the surrounding fellow disciples suddenly changed. "Senior Brother Zhang, we didn't think there was anything wrong with the last one. If we continue like this, we won't be able to get back our capital. If we fail to get the second one, we will be completely short of funds. We won't be able to continue fishing, and all of our assets will be gone."
"That's right, Senior Brother Zhang. You're too much of a gambler. If we don't get rich overnight, we'll lose everything. "
The fellow disciples beside him couldn't help but say.
They had pooled their money together to come here to fish. If they lost everything, they would have lost everything they had gained over the past few thousand years. Furthermore, the lifespan of a deity was less than ten thousand years. That was equivalent to their entire life savings being gone. How could they accept that?
Fatty Zhang also sighed. He knew that he had to pay a little. He couldn't help but say, "Fellow Senior Brothers, why don't we do this? I'll buy this clay jar with my own money as compensation."
"You're going crazy!"
Suddenly, the surrounding fellow disciples all revealed strange expressions.
This amount of money, is actually something that an ordinary deity like you can fork out? Things were different now. Someone had opened a heaven-defying bloodline from an ancient relic, and the price had been raised by more than thirty times. Even if they sold all of them, they still wouldn't be able to afford a clay jar …
Right now, as long as they sold this clay jar, they would become rich overnight!
Fatty Zhang silently took out an interspatial bag and handed it to them.
When they opened it, their expressions changed slightly. They didn't expect this Senior Brother Zhang to be so rich in secret. He hid his wealth so well that even their master might not be able to compare to him …
"I still revealed some of my secrets …" Zhang Youling also felt a little uncomfortable. He had always instinctively believed in keeping a low profile and being ordinary, but in fact, his wealth was astonishing. He had encountered many fortuitous encounters over the years, and his wealth even far exceeded that of a ninth-stage Daoist. However, he had always only revealed the surface of his wealth.
"Alright then." The fellow disciples suddenly smiled and said, "This is not the place to open clay jars. Let's go get a room and see what treasures there are this time."
They got a room and opened the clay jar expectantly. It was still empty.
All of a sudden, everyone was stunned.
How unlucky were they to get two empty jars in a row? There wasn't even a piece of clothing, sundries, or ornaments in there?
"Senior Brother Zhang, my condolences."
"Yeah, I told you before, we can't open it."
The surrounding people started discussing, but they still accepted the interspatial ring calmly. After all, Fatty Zhang bought it at the market price.
Fatty Zhang smiled bitterly and cupped his fists at the surrounding disciples, "Everyone, I have lost everything. I'm disheartened and don't plan to continue fishing here."
Huh?
The disciples around him hurriedly tried to persuade him, saying that they could still chip in and give him some money. After all, it was still profitable to fish once. Senior Brother Zhang's methods were too profound. Even some Daoists would find it hard to compete with him …
But Fatty Zhang refused everyone's request and directly left this fishery.
As he stepped on the road back, he took out a small, decaying, white, clay TV from the clay pot. He read the information on it and was confused. "What is this? Is it a clay statue? Warcraft? Can I inherit the Ancient Elven Tree by following the guidance? Can I have the Elven base, build the Ancient War Tree, the Altar of Heroes, and conquer the multiverse? Become a Supreme Sage? "
"The Ancient Dark Night Tree … is also a fruit tree. Could it be related to my Ginseng Fruit?"
He felt that this mysterious Night Elf Ancient Tree might have something to do with the mysterious ancient existence of the "Immortal Abode of Immortality and Immortality".
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