The City of Exiles was located at the frontline of the Myriad Tribe Battlefield. The people here were all fugitives!
They were wanted and had nowhere else to go, so they could only come to this dangerous place.
This place was naturally filled with all sorts of people, from all walks of life.
Standing in front of the City of Exiles' walls, the guards didn't even ask Lu Chen any questions and directly let him in.
Did outsiders sneak in? That was impossible. Forget about outsiders trying to sneak in, there was only one outcome for anyone who tried to gather information … death!
Anyone who tried to gather information here would definitely be suicidal.
When Lu Chen entered the city, he noticed that the city gate was very strange. There were only people entering, but no one coming out.
It was as if this was the end of the Jiutian road for these people. There were only people who walked in, but no one continued to walk …
After entering the city, Lu Chen saw that everyone's IDs were hidden. Most of them were wearing black veils. Only a few newcomers like him didn't wear masks.
Since he was missing a right arm, many people around him looked in his direction.
"Missing an arm? He's so miserable. No wonder he came to the City of Exiles. "
"I bet he won't last a month. He'll die on the battlefield."
"Why doesn't this piece of trash give up? He came to the City of Exiles to struggle at death's door for a few more days. "
Lu Chen followed the newcomers in a daze. Suddenly, a sergeant walked in front of Lu Chen. He didn't look at Lu Chen and said impatiently, "Follow me."
Lu Chen frowned slightly. "Where are we going?"
"To collect your equipment. Of course …" The man glanced at Lu Chen's broken arm and sneered. "It's very likely that it's yours."
Lu Chen didn't say anything and followed the man.
Not long after, the man brought Lu Chen to a military supply center. This wasn't a place to exchange military merit points for items. A Staff Sergeant sat inside and threw bags of coarse cloth to the newcomers.
When it came to Lu Chen, the man tossed him a package. "There's an exile mask inside. If there's anything dirty on it, go wash it yourself. There's also your accommodation card. Go check it yourself."
"Be careful when you sleep. We won't care if you get killed!"
The person behind him gave Lu Chen a nudge. Lu Chen quickly took a few steps forward and came to the side of the military supply depot. He opened the packages with the other rookies.
[Obtained item: Bloody Exiled Mask]
This was a fashion item without any attribute bonuses. Its appearance was exactly the same as the masks on the faces of the people he had seen before. It was an expressionless face with a hint of strangeness.
There were bloodstains on the mask, probably left by the previous person.
In addition, the mask had another attribute. After wearing it, unless one left the City of Exiles, they could not take it off!
In addition to the exiled mask, there was also a wooden sign with the words "Xu Room 144, Bed 1" and a pillow.
Lu Chen stood up and found the residential area. He found Xu 144.
It was a small room with a long row of bunks. There was a serial number pasted on the wall in front of the bunks, and there was nothing else in the room.
Lu Chen was lucky this time. Bed 1 was on the other side of the door. It was a small single bed, but that was the only good thing about it. It was a place where one could only lie down. It had nothing to do with a "room."
"A small hotel from the eighties?" Lu Chen shook his head. "Ah, I can't believe I've fallen to such a state. It's tragic."
If Lu Yi and the others knew about his current situation, their jaws would probably drop.
He was the strongest on Earth, the strongest in the Second Heaven, and at the Third Heaven, he was seriously injured and had lost an arm. He even had to live in such a shabby place …
After two days of traveling, Lu Chen was tired. He found a water source outside the house and washed the mask clean. He put on the mask and lay on the bed to rest.
"Little Furball, help me keep an eye on things. I'm going to sleep for a while."
Little Furball jumped out. The little thing lay on the pillow and curled up next to Lu Chen's head.
"Don't eat anything." Lu Chen patted Little Furball and closed his eyes to rest.
…
With Little Furball beside him, Lu Chen slept soundly. He didn't know how long he had slept, but he was woken up by the noise around him.
When he opened his eyes, Lu Chen realized that it was already evening. There were many people in the room.
These people were all wearing masks and had blood on their bodies. They lay on their bunks to rest as soon as they came back.
The expected boss of the prison cell didn't appear. The people here didn't seem to have the energy to find trouble with others. They simply lived their own lives.
They didn't even feel that there was a new person in the room. It was as if they were used to it.
Across the aisle, the old man in bed 2 leaned over and saw that Lu Chen had opened his eyes.
"Hey, newcomer, and you're missing an arm … Hmph, that bed is indeed the bed of misfortune."
Lu Chen frowned slightly. "Misfortune?"
"Yes, the previous owner of this bed was quite strong here. He's dead now. Your supplies should be that guy's."
Lu Chen smiled. "I've been quite unlucky recently."
The old man was injured. It was a physical wound. He was probably in pain all over. He took out a regeneration pill and swallowed it.
"Hey, kid, how many people are you wanted by?"
Lu Chen frowned slightly. Wasn't this a sensitive topic? Could it be that this guy had a gap?
"Hey, look at you. Don't worry, there can't be any foreign races here. You can tell when you're on the battlefield. They're all risking their lives to kill the enemy. Even if it's a gap, we welcome it."
"You don't have to tell me who you're wanted by. Just give me a number. The people here don't have much entertainment. They usually like to compete in this."
Lu Chen couldn't help but smile. If there was a gap like this, it was indeed not a bad thing.
Seeing that Lu Chen still didn't speak, the old man pulled the guy next to him.
"What!?" That person was fierce.
"Hey, how many people are you wanted by?"
"A second-class city. What's wrong?"
The old man turned his head and smiled at Lu Chen. What he meant was that he had seen it. The others didn't take it seriously.
Lu Chen thought about it. This question was a bit difficult to answer. How many people were he wanted by?
It was possible that … he was wanted by all the races in the Third Heaven …
"Big brother, how many people are you wanted by?"
"Me? Not many. Three third-class cities and one second-class city! Those guys wanted my life. I had no choice but to come here. "
This topic immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.
"Old man, you're such a coward. I'm wanted by three second-class cities and you're not afraid."
"If you're not afraid, why did you come to the City of Exiles? You won't die. "
"I heard that someone was wanted by a first-class city. That guy is really ruthless."
"So what? Have you heard of someone wanted by the Five Great Powers? That's what you call a desperate situation. "
The group of people chatted enthusiastically. It seemed that being wanted by a higher-class city had become something to brag about.
"Hey, kid, you don't have to hide it. You can see it today. Who knows, maybe he will be reincarnated tomorrow. Tell me, how many cities are you wanted by?"
Lu Chen sat up and picked up the little furball who was sleeping more soundly than him. He smiled, "Not many. I'm wanted by one force."
"One force? Five Great Powers? It can't be? Is there a ranking of forces? Roughly how many? "
"There's no ranking." Lu Chen smiled, "It's just a nameless force."
That's right. Lu Chen was wanted by the entire server. Was there a ranking in the "entire server"? Did the "entire server" have a name? Obviously not …
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