Who is thinking about him in the seventy-fourth chapter?

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/23 21:01:50
    "I declare that Ai Xi has been awarded the International Guardian Star title, with a rank of one star, and a reward of one Yuni Stone and ten thousand Union Coins. Fang Chong has also been awarded the International Guardian Star title, with a rank of one star, and a reward of one Yuni Stone and ten thousand Union Coins..."

    As Zheng Fang's voice fell, Fang Chong quickly accelerated his steps to go up and accept the award.

    Before coming, he had not thought that he could get the title of Guardian Star.

    Not to mention the benefits of the Guardian Star title, just with this one-star rank, wherever you go, you would be a respected figure by everyone.

    "What do you have to say?" After Zheng Fang awarded the prizes to Ai Xi and Fang Chong, he also asked.

    This is different from Qu Yi's treatment, Qu Yi represents the support team to speak, it is necessary to say.

    Fang Chong and Ai Xi are the ones who can or cannot speak up.

    "I can only say one thing, my mentor is Ding Huan. The Gene Alliance is on the hunt for my mentor, and I have long been fed up with it."

    They twist the facts, come up with all kinds of unfounded reasons, only because of the genetic elixir on my mentor's body. If sister Qu Yi goes to the Gene Alliance, Fang Chong and I will definitely go together."

    Fang Chong spoke without the subtlety of Qu Yi, directly exposing the shameless behavior of the Gene Alliance.

    Guo Qingrong covered his forehead and thought, "Can't you learn from people like Qu Yi and express it in a more indirect way?"

    Before Zheng Fang could speak, Ai Xi interjected, "I have the same thoughts as sister Qu Yi and brother Fang Chong. The matter of mentor Ding Huan is our matter."

    "Is your mentor also Ding Huan?" Hu Jiatian couldn't help but ask on the side.

    Ai Xi smiled, "Yes."

    In fact, Ai Xi was serving as a substitute teacher for Fang Chong, and in her eyes, Ding Huan was her mentor.

    Today, there is a security officer from the Gene Alliance, Cang Yijun, present here.

    This guy is a typical Western European. If before, when he heard Qu Yi's words, he was somewhat unimpressed, now, hearing Ai Xi and Fang Chong's words, he felt a bit panicky in his heart.

    Whether it's Qu Yi, Ai Xi, Fang Chong, and others, as well as Lu Zizhen today's performance on the battlefield to block the beast, he saw it all clearly.

    This will grow in the future... No, they have already grown up. This force, along with Fang Chong's students who have not yet arrived...

    Cang Yijun dared not think any further. It was not impossible to uproot the Gene Alliance. Even if it couldn't be done now, with the passage of time, there would definitely be a day when it could.

    Today, Qu Yi's words have caused the human corridor defense to lean towards Ding Huan. With Ding Huan's outrageous disciples, the Gene Alliance may indeed be doomed.

    Cang Yijun was so anxious that he almost grabbed his phone immediately to report the situation here to Shichang Yishou, the alliance leader.

    But the merit assessment meeting is still a few hours away.

    Although Zheng Fang only awarded the top ten rewards, the rest of the rewards were just to read names, and then they were distributed to the team in groups under the leadership of Lianhe. This would not be done in a short while.

    ...

    Ding Huan walked out of the Luo Huan Building looking composed and refreshed.

    He killed a total of 310 members of the Wash Blade Association with the genetic poison mist, which can be said to have eradicated all the members of the Wash Blade Association in Luohe City, regardless of gender, and dealt a blow to them.

    Ding Huan showed no mercy at all. Each of these people's hands was covered in blood, and killing them a hundred times would not be enough.

    If it were not for the bustling city center and the numerous surrounding buildings, Ding Huan would have wanted to set the Luo Huan Building ablaze with fire.

    As he left the Luo Huan Building, Ding Huan decided to go to the bus station first and take a ride to Kun City.

    Kun Xincheng was established less than ten years ago. Originally, it was built to counteract the ferocious beasts of Kunlun Mountains. Now that the beasts are so terrifying, it is unclear whether there are any bullet trains going to this place.

    However, at the edge of a narrow path, Ding Huan stopped in his tracks.

    Ding Huan saw an old garbage collector. The old garbage collector was still far away from him, and Ding Huan's cultivation was still clear enough to see him clearly.

    Unlike other old garbage collectors, this one did not have an iron hook to sift through the garbage pile. Instead, he just reached into the pile and picked up whatever useful items he could find.

    In his previous life, his legs were broken, and his eyes were gouged out. It was an old garbage collector who picked him up and then sold him to the Gene Alliance.

    Is that the old man?

    Whether it is this old man or not, just by listening to his voice, one can tell.

    Just as Ding Huan was about to go over and ask, a woman came out with a canvas bag in her hand.

    "Here are some things to eat, do you want some?" The woman clearly had a compassionate heart. She walked over to the old man and handed him the canvas bag she was holding.

    In this era, giving food to a garbage collector is undoubtedly a kind-hearted person.

    "Thank you..." The old man quickly wiped his hands on his body, transferring the garbage-soaked dirt to himself.

    Only after wiping the dirt off his hands did the old man take the woman's canvas bag with both hands.

    Ding Huan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

    This is the old man. Even if the old man turned to ash, Ding Huan would remember that voice, even if the man had only said three words.

    The old man said at the time, "A thousand Union Coins is a thousand Union Coins. This is a Genetic Affinity Type, and it's cheap for you guys."

    At this moment, Ding Huan wanted to immediately go over and take the old man away.

    Hesitating for a moment, he still held back.

    He was considering the pros and cons.

    If he wants to restore the past events, he may have to be picked up by this old man once again.

    If he forces the old man to take him to find the Gene Alliance branch, would history be changed?

    Even if the fleet departs as scheduled, can he still survive the same way as before when the fleet is swallowed up by a space vortex similar to a wormhole?

    Ding Huan quickly dismissed these thoughts. Perhaps the history had already been changed when he wiped out the heads of the Puhai Gene Alliance.

    Why worry about it? If the Gene Alliance doesn't organize a fleet, he will forcibly crush Shi Changyi's head underfoot and make him organize a fleet.

    It doesn't necessarily have to wait for an opportunity as good as before. Opportunities can be created by oneself. Now that he has encountered this old man, if he doesn't find him and ask for help, it would be a waste of his past experiences.

    Ding Huan took out the unfinished Daiwang Jin Yuan blood from his bag. Initially, he had put in so much that it was enough for a whole bottle.

    He hadn't used even a tenth of it for genetic experiments.

    Now, Ding Huan took out the bottle and poured some of it, putting some on his face, neck, hands, and even clothes.

    Then he picked up a piece of wood pretending to be seriously injured and limping towards the garbage pile.

    As he approached the old garbage collector, Ding Huan acted as if he had no strength left and collapsed to the ground.

    At this moment, Ding Huan's mental energy was on the old garbage collector, and the old man could recognize him as a Genetic Affinity Type. In Ding Huan's thoughts, this guy was definitely not an ordinary person.

    To Ding Huan's surprise, no matter how his spirit awareness observed, the old man had no trace of elemental force fluctuation and was just a ordinary garbage collector to the point of being completely insignificant.

    When he saw Ding Huan collapse on the ground, the old garbage collector just glanced at Ding Huan, then clutched the canvas bag more tightly and turned around to slowly leave.

    This doesn't match what I thought, Ding Huan frowned. Maybe he needs to forcefully pick up this old man and ask him for information?

    As Ding Huan was thinking about how to deal with this old man, the old garbage collector suddenly remembered something. He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and examined it carefully. Then he turned his head and looked at Ding Huan.

    Ding Huan's mind was struck by lightning as he realized, the parchment, it's that very scroll.

    He had a feeling that this scroll was the same as the one he had swallowed before, and it was something from the same period.

    How could there be such bizarre things? It was known that the scroll he had originally obtained was from a deserted planet outside Changyi Continent.

    And Earth is so far from Changyi Continent that it's not even in the same galaxy.

    Ding Huan was about to rush over to grab the old man's scroll, but the old man walked towards him.

    The old man walked to his side, carefully scrutinized Ding Huan from head to toe again, then compared it with the scroll in his hand, and finally said, "Are you called Ding Xiaotu?"

    Before Ding Huan could respond, the old man shook his head and said in a very weak voice, "That's not right, wasn't it said that Ding Xiaotu was to have his legs broken and his eyes gouged out?"

    It seems that Ding Xiaotu was only injured...

    Even though the old man's voice was very small, he could not escape Ding Huan's ears. At this moment, Ding Huan was not just incredulous; he was filled with shock. What is going on?

    Forcing himself to calm down, Ding Huan focused his spiritual awareness on the scroll in the old man's hand.

    "According to my calculations, the scroll's appearance means that Ding Xiaotu will soon appear. He will be broken legs and have his eyes gouged out, then thrown on the garbage heap by the east city gate of Luohe City."

    He is a Genetic Affinity Type, which is very valuable in the present. If taken and sold, it will be a considerable income.

    After that, you can go to the place where the scroll appeared, and there will also be a new gene cultivation technique. This is your opportunity and your future."

    Seeing this, Ding Huan felt a chill run down his spine.

    After he swallowed the scroll, he knew that the person who left the scroll was very powerful. This kind of prediction ability is not just scary but terrifying.

    But he was just an unknown individual born in the post-earth age. Why would a great power from the Immortal and Divine era know about him?

    In fact, he not only let the ancient era's great powers know about him but also obtained the scroll left by this great power.

    That's not all. This great power even predicted that Ding Xiaotu would suffer such misfortune?

    These thoughts made Ding Huan feel cold all over. How could he, Ding Xiaotu, have such merits and abilities that a powerful ancient figure would remember him? Moreover, he would spend great effort to calculate it.

    Even though Ding Huan was only a fourth-level Gene Cultivator, he could sense that predicting something far in the future is not that simple. It may require a significant price.

    "Ding Xiaotu, I'll take you to a place where you won't have to go through so much hardship. At least you'll have food and shelter. Would you like to go with me?"

    The old man's voice interrupted Ding Huan's thoughts.

    Ding Huan struggled to his feet, "Is there food to eat? If there's food to eat, I'll be willing to go."

    He wanted to know if this old man was going to bring him to the Gene Alliance branch and sell him for a thousand Union Coins.

    In his memory, the old man did not seem to have sold him directly to the Gene Alliance branch.

    (That's all for today's update. Goodnight, fellow Daoist! Please support with monthly tickets!)