Vol 12 Chapter 1582: Resurrected (9)

The only thing available is himself.
Fortunately, the time period given in this assessment is long enough.
Otherwise, he would really doubt that this task is impossible.
After wandering for a few days.
Except that the target still got nothing, Fang Lang discovered a strange situation.
In other words, the number of people on the streets is growing at a rapid rate.
At first, even in the center of the abandoned town, not many people walked freely on the streets.
But a few days later, not to mention the central area of ​​the abandoned town, and even the streets around the abandoned town, many people have been walking.
People roam the streets.
Most of them are young trainee hunters, but there are also some older young people.
Fang Lang doesn't think young people must have problems. After all, some trainee hunters only discover their potential to become trainee hunters when they reach adulthood. Of course, when they reach the third stage, they are not too young.
More importantly, no one knows what the polluters have turned into this abandoned town and the age group.
He just thinks it is impossible for more than 30,000 people to fill all the streets of this abandoned town.
On the eighth day after entering the dream world, Fang Lang has relaxed his wandering scope to some large factories and warehouses.
Don't say that.
There are still quite a few people gathered in these places.
Wandering at the door of a large warehouse, there was an uproar inside.
Watched from a distance.
The warehouse was full of people.
The expressions of the surrounding people are full of curiosity, and most of them seem to be watching.
I thought about it.
I don't seem to have anything to do with myself.
Fang Lang leaned down leisurely.
As soon as I approached, I heard someone yelling angrily inside.
"Stop him and don't let him run. It was he who said there was some useful information for sale, which made me miss it very much. For two or three days, I have been tracking the target number, and now I am on the verge of catching up."
Then, in the middle of the crowd, another person issued a plea full of dissatisfaction.
"It's not me, it's really not me!"
Hearing that excuse sound, Fang Lang blinked in an incredible way.
He is very familiar with this voice.
However, before he confirmed the voice again.
A person in the crowd did not give him a chance to explain, but interrupted his explanation forcefully.
"It's not you what?"
Not only interrupted, but also aggressive, choking like a machine gun.
"Are you trying to say that you are not the fat man who claims to be able to sell all the information in this dangerous dream? But I know that it is you, you are fat, you are reduced to ashes, I will not admit it!"
Hahaha.
There was a burst of laughter among the onlookers.
Although people suspected that the person being surrounded was the sword in the wind, Fang Lang still felt a little itchy feet after hearing the accusation.
Itching immediately wanted to turn around and leave.
I have to say that this shameless behavior of selling information is consistent with his usual behavior style, except for his voice and personality.
But the accusation is not over yet.
The same male voice, I don't think people hate to continue speaking.
"Or do you want to say that you are not the one who sold me the wrong information the day before yesterday? Humph, if it weren’t for the day before yesterday you promised to take the initiative to find me, and mysteriously told me that to find the person I was looking for, I had to turn all the way to the left, so I wouldn’t When I was less than 100 meters away from that guy, I would see his fork in the road. I couldn't see him at all, so I turned right! Until now, I haven't even found its shadow!"
At the end of the speech, the painful master was almost exhausted and almost out of control.
What Fang Lang heard was the corner of his mouth.
Who knows that at the same time, the voice of the base is sure to completely dismiss all accusations.
"What the are you talking about? I didn't see you the day before yesterday. How could I sell you the wrong information? Besides, if I sell the information, what is the return? The key is, what kind of reward do I ask you for? Why don't you tell me?"
Listen, the whole denial.
Fang Lang turned around.
Ready to get out of trouble.
Feng Jian dare to sell information in this promotion test?
This is simply a death.
He doesn't believe that the real wind sword can obtain any useful information in this dangerous dream.
More importantly, even if there is, this guy dared to sell information in a nearly cheating manner in the large-scale examinations hosted by the goddess. Even if all the information is true, he is completely dead.
Since it was his own death, even his brother, Fang Lang felt that he could not help him at all.
Why don't you leave?
Turning around, he took seven or eight steps.
A small black and blue bald head came out from the crowd, gritted his teeth and roared in the middle of the crowd.
"Well, you are a fat man who lied. You don't want to say. Yesterday you sold me a message saying what I want. After walking straight for three kilometers, turn left and don't want to rush in. You will find that the message is fake? Yesterday? , For this information, I used an intermediate supplementary source code symbol for you. Although I can’t prove this with any evidence, you know that the place you let me rush in happens to be in a fierce conflict because of you If so, I almost died in the hands of both parties in the conflict!"
puff!
Looking at Xiao Bald's almost deformed face, Fang Lang almost smiled.
Fortunately, forced to endure the smile in the middle.
He never expected it.
The swordsman has done such a big evil!
"Brother Gu, don't go, I am your little sword! How can you look at me and abandon me without saying anything?"
Almost at the same time, Fang Lang let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart. In the middle of the crowd, Feng Jian suddenly yelled.
Fang Lang never looked back.
Eyelids twitched for a while.
In the crackling sound, only two words came out of his heart.
Oh no!
Sure enough, everyone in front of him and on both sides subconsciously looked at the other people in the crowd retrograde.
It's almost instinctive. However, the group of people standing in front of him refused to give up and let him leave smoothly.
There is no need to look back.
I know that the swordsman should look directly at his back through the gap in the crowd.
I never expected this to happen.
He did a lot of bad things himself.
Take a deep breath.
Fang Lang looked at the distance in frustration.
take a look.
The whole person was directly shocked.
Eyes are staring at a certain point in a certain direction.
Then blurted out.
Swordsman, have your parents told you that you really have a twin brother?
The crowd stayed.
Some people looked at Fang Lang's line of sight, and they all looked strange. ..
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