"Little friend, let me help you!"
White Stone and Jarvis secretly exchanged a few glances and decided to play the role of a native and blend into the team to obtain information.
White Stone smiled and stepped forward to help the youngest boy pick up the trash on the side of the road. "What's your name?"
The little boy looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He suddenly glanced at White Stone.
White Stone immediately felt a chill run down his spine, as if he was being stared at by a beast.
This feeling … Jarvis … He's like Jarvis. Stormy Waves suddenly surged in his heart.
At this time, the young man finally spoke slowly, his voice low.
"How can weak people like you and your companion be together with such a great man?"
"I'm … weak?"
White Stone rolled his eyes.
He had been the strongest among his peers since he was young. He was the leader of the training camp and had started his resonance training the moment he became a swordsman.
This was the first time he had heard such an evaluation.
"You're not even in the first form, and your companion is also only in the first form. How did you get to be in the fourth form? Teach me!"
The young man said very seriously, "Teach me, and I'll treat you to meat!"
It seemed like a very generous reward to him.
White Stone's mind was racing.
The first form! Looks like Jarvis's previous guess was right. There really is a path to advancement. He's already in the first form, and Fang Xian is in the fourth form. Is this also the level of the Calamity Grade Mysteries? There's such a big difference. No wonder we feel like we can't fight against the Calamity Grade Mysteries at all … There's a difference of four full stages …
White Stone immediately felt that it was very valuable. "This … we just happened to encounter something strange together … I'll treat you to a candy!"
He took out a candy. The sweet taste from another world instantly conquered the young man's taste buds, causing him to narrow his eyes.
White Stone took the opportunity to chat a little more and found out that the young man's name was Ashu, an orphan adopted by the camp.
He had recently successfully advanced to the first form, so he had to come out to find food and other resources for the camp.
"In our camp, only women and children know how to use the Mysteries like this. A real warrior is at least in the first form. My wish is to become a third form like Leader Zi Tao, able to protect a small camp!"
Ashu received another piece of candy. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't bear to eat it, so he stuffed it into his pocket.
"Alright … So I really am a weakling!"
Tears streamed down White Stone's cheeks, and he asked about the promotion in a roundabout way. Ashu rolled his eyes at him.
"Are you a barbarian? 'One substance restrains another, three substances combine to form a Transcendent Foundation' … Even a child could recite this law from the Dawn Guild! You actually don't know? "
"Of course I know about the Dawn Guild …" White Stone felt that the young Ashu was beginning to suspect him. However, he felt that Ashu would never have guessed that he could travel to another world, so he continued to ask.
Through the fragmented information, he knew that about a hundred years ago, there had been a disaster caused by the strange creatures in this world. More than ten years ago, it had even broken through the limits of human endurance and almost destroyed the entire civilization.
Many cities were reduced to ruins, and only a few survivor camps remained in the wilderness.
As for the Dawn Society, it was the most famous salvation organization.
Not only did he widely share the method to become a Transcendent, he also announced several bizarre paths that humans could use, and he even built the last survivor city.
It was said that there were multiple fourth-form warriors there, and there was even the legendary fifth-form warriors! They could even deal with Calamity Grades, and they were the last hope and fortress of mankind.
Their small camp had once wanted to move there, but the road was too dangerous, and there were many strange creatures blocking the way, so they could not succeed.
While they were chatting, the convoy had already completed the day's mission and began to set off on their way back.
Although the sky was still gray, the visibility continued to decrease. It was probably night time in this world.
Fang Xian sat in the car, accompanied only by Zi Tao.
He knew more information than Jarvis and White Stone.
For example, the survivor camp was very small, about a few hundred people. Any more would attract the attention of the Calamity Grades, and that was a disaster they could not fight against.
Because Zi Tao was the leader of this camp!
And she only had the third form!
"I was originally the daughter of a large family, but now, I feel that the experience of more than ten years is like a dream …"
Zi Tao poured a drink for Fang Xian, his eyes filled with nostalgia.
"You are already very impressive to be able to swallow and fuse twenty-seven types of strange creatures and advance to the third stage."
Fang Xian comforted her.
He understood that the path of the uncanny was not that simple.
Strange characteristics could not be swallowed randomly. One had to choose and master the method of identification.
The three characteristics restrained each other. After swallowing and fusing, one would become a warrior in the first stage.
As for the second stage, nine kinds of characteristics were needed.
The third stage, which was also the limit he had left in the notebook, required a total of twenty-seven types!
The fourth stage was the true 'Calamity Grades', which could fight against those idealistic existences, and needed to swallow eighty-one different kinds of strange creatures.
Therefore, there were very few top fighters in this world.
And this fourth stage was also known as the King Grade! It meant the King of the Uncanny!
It was just that this research had all come from the Dawn Association, which made him very interested in this organization.
"It's really difficult to remember. It's mainly luck!"
Zi Tao combed her beautiful hair, with a kind of silent temptation.
Perhaps in the eyes of the survivors, relying on the strong was the natural thing to do.
"I understand, it's been hard on you. These days must be very painful, right? "
Fang Xian could feel the struggle and pain in Zi Tao's heart. She said gently, "Take a nap. You'll be fine after taking a nap!"
Zi Tao's vision became hazy, and she actually fell asleep.
When she woke up, she felt a lot better.
At this time, a scavenger also knocked on the door and said, "Leader … we've arrived at the camp."
"Sorry, Sir …"
Zi Tao looked at the neat clothes on her body, a little disappointed and a little flustered, and said to Fang Xian, "I might have been too tired recently …"
"It's okay!"
Fang Xian got out of the car and saw a small valley.
In the valley, there was a simple camp. Seeing the return of the convoy, the people on the watchtower cheered.
Jarvis followed the convoy and approached the fence. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
Those pitch-black wooden stakes seemed to have some kind of strange ability that could suppress strange things. This was a necessary defensive measure.
White Stone did not even feel this, but when he walked into the camp, he saw a seven or eight-year-old girl holding a doll in her hands.
The doll's lifeless eyes stared at him, making him suddenly feel a sense of danger.
He thought of Ashu's words and could not help but mutter to himself, "This is … a strange thing. Is it good to let a child control it?"
Ashu rolled his eyes at him. "At least … she can familiarize herself with the ability of the item, and increase her chances of surviving in the face of danger!"
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