After chatting with Lao Ding for about an hour, Zhao Fan and Lao Ding had a general understanding of the distribution of power in this area. Lao Ding didn't know about the larger scope outside. After all, he was only at the bottom of the bottom who struggled for survival all day long. As for this village, it was called Wangyue Village.

The regional planning of the underworld is based on dynasties, with a total of 72 major dynasties.

The one who ruled a great dynasty was the Emperor.

In the great dynasty, there are dozens to hundreds of small countries, all of which are ruled by their respective kings. They are relatively independent and are part of the great dynasty as a whole. They pay tribute to the emperors of the great dynasty every year.

The area to which Wangyue Village belongs is the 29th Mansion of the Yuling Kingdom ruled by the Great Soul Dynasty.

The government unit is equivalent to the municipal level.

In the 29th Mansion, there are at least hundreds of miniature gathering places like Wangyue Village.

The distribution of forces in the underworld is like a small fish living in the belly of a big fish, layer by layer, the stronger it is, the larger the territory and the more resources it has. So much so that after exploitation, countless old Dings, who have no status, have almost become cows in the entire underworld...

It is said that above the Seventy-Two Emperors, there is a supreme existence, Pluto!

The highest-level person Lao Ding had ever seen was probably the master of the mansion. He took a look from afar and was shocked by the power and dared not look at him again.

It is worth mentioning that some countries coexist with multiple higher races, which is relatively chaotic. They are in wars all year round, while some countries are single racial dominance, and other creatures are regarded as lower races. Although there is little war, they have no say and will always be enslaved and plundered.

The first situation in Yuling Kingdom.

The 29th Mansion often fights with surrounding mansions to compete for land and resources.

Wangyue Village is considered peaceful and is located in the middle of the mansion. Unlike the outer and edge villages, even if there are creatures with wings and fangs, they will be affected by war and will be attacked and plundered by other mansions at any time.

Next, Lao Ding lay on the bed and enjoyed the tranquility of the last few hours of this month, because in half a day, he would go to the mine to work again.

Zhao Fan leaned against the wall, and was shocked to the point where he couldn't calm down for a while.

Because the vastness of the underworld is beyond his imagination!

Although a prefecture is at the municipal level, it is almost equivalent to a half-provincial land in China.

Dozens of palaces form a country.

Then dozens or hundreds of countries built a great dynasty.

There are seventy-two great dynasties like this!

Zhao Fan roughly estimated that the underworld was nearly 100 times larger than that of the human world, which was only speculated based on the distribution of power, and in fact, it would only be more and more than this.

However, for him, the most urgent task at the moment is to clarify the strength of the ruling classes such as the palace master, the king of the country, and the emperor, so that he can have an accurate positioning.

After a moment, Zhao Fan sighed in his heart, "The underworld has become so great. Even if Seventeen really has not completely disappeared, it is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is difficult to find her."

He basically has no hope.

Even so, Zhao Fan did not intend to return to the world for the time being, because he was already at the top and felt lonely and boring without his opponent. In the vast underworld, his intuition told him that there would be no lack of challenge, and only in this way can he become stronger.

In this way, Zhao Fan stood quietly at Lao Ding's house, and seven hours passed.

Lao Ding woke up. He yawned and took off his Zhongshan suit and put on dirty clothes covered in blood. Then, while listening to Zhao Fan explaining New China, he squatted in front of the stove to make a fire and cook.

After a while, the rice was ready. It was steamed like rice, but it was gray-black, which looked hard to swallow.

"Don't dislike it."

Lao Ding smiled and put a bowl of rye rice for Zhao Fan and said, "This is rye rice, which has no taste, but the underworld power contained in it, the improvement brought by a bowl is equivalent to ten days of doing nothing. Although higher creatures never eat this, and even the pets they raise are not willing to eat it, for our lower races, it is the best food ration, and it is not something that can be eaten every day. I have to work hard for a month to get these."

"Lao Ding, you exchanged it for your blood and sweat. Why do I have the nerve to eat it?" Zhao Fan waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

"It's okay, eat."

Lao Ding said indifferently: "Anyway, you have to go to the mine like me if you are idle for less than two days. Those birds will check the villages every now and then. Once you find strange faces without a residence order, you will be enlisted in the palace. If you refuse and have good luck, you will be expelled from the country. If you are not lucky, you will be torn apart directly. Anyway, like us, you will not be in the end. Either the ruling class dominates, or you will be born and die like a helpless duckweed."

"yes……"

Zhao Fan stopped moji, and directly took the bowl handed over by Lao Ding, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The dark rice tastes moldy after entering the mouth. It is chewed and it is very squeaked when swallowed, just like eating sand.

However, its effect surprised Zhao Fan a little. Lao Ding really didn't lie to him. The energy that belongs to the same source as the air should be what Lao Ding called the underworld power. After it was transformed into soul power through the absorption method of the "Soul Tribulation Secret Book", it was integrated into the soul.

Then the soul power of a small bowl of rice increased, reaching the level of Zhao Fan urging the secret book of the soul tribulation when he was in the human world to practice for one week!

You should know that the soul is the most difficult to improve, and there are only three ways. The first is that as the realm improves, the essence of life will sublimate, and the soul will naturally rise; the second is the soul's technique, that is, Zhao Fan, who specializes in practicing the soul, can be classified into this category; and the third is the absorption of external objects, but the heavenly and earth treasures or treasures that can enhance the soul are rare like rats who are not afraid of cats...

If this is the most trash food in the underworld, if it is taken to the human world, the entire Hidden Sect will probably fall into madness and will definitely be tragic for it!

Zhao Fan couldn't help but look forward to the underworld even more. The only regret was that he could not take the initiative to absorb the underworld power contained in the air and repeatedly studied the "Soul Tribulation Secret Book" but it was still useless.

It was like a huge treasure in front of me, but I didn't know how to take it for myself.

Zhao Fan thought to himself: The extraordinary people in the world can actively absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air through martial arts and transform them into the magic power of the system they cultivate, and the life in the underworld must be the same.

However, for different races, the corresponding exercises may not be universal. If you cannot practice them properly, there are hidden dangers. Therefore, the safest thing is to find or create a skill that is exclusive to the human race to absorb the power of the underworld.

When Zhao Fan first came, he said that he only knew the basics of the underworld, and that the path of self-creating martial arts is too unrealistic.

Zhao Fan did not believe that all human races were as humble and lowly as Wangyue Village. There were definitely strong people. After all, quantitative changes also produced qualitative changes. With too many bases, they finally had the qualifications to destiny. In the hands of strong people in the human race, 80% of them had the skills to absorb the power of the underworld.

...

After Lao Ding finished his bowl and licked the bottom of the bowl, at this moment, a sharp and harsh sound came from outside, and it rang three times in a row.

"Xiao Zhao, the supervisor is here, and his whistle blowing means asking the villagers to gather to the mine." Lao Ding sighed and opened the door: "Before the next round of investigation, you should cherish this free life. After being enlisted as a mansion, you will be like me."

"Thank you."

Zhao Fan looked at Lao Ding's back and sighed. The other party was a kind and kind person.

In the next two days, Zhao Fan had been wandering around Wangyue Village, hoping for the moon, and finally waited for the higher racial team responsible for the investigation. There were five members in total, which was exactly the same as what Lao Ding described. Except for bat-like wings and fangs that were half-finger-long, other characteristics were no different from humans.

"Boss, look! That stupid boy." A team member pointed at Zhao Fan at the entrance of the village in the distance and said.

The captain glanced lightly and said, "Go and grab it."

Soon, Zhao Fan was like a lamb who was slaughtered and was dragged to the former by two team members.

The captain twitched his nose and smelled it, "It is the unique aura of the human race. This strength is too trash, and he has only entered the middle stage of the underworld."

"Middle stage of entering the underworld?" Zhao Fan knew in his heart. He deliberately covered his soul body to an intensity equivalent to the mid-stage of acquired life. In this way, the corresponding to the division of the underworld is the "Middle stage".
Chapter completed!