In an area below the building city, a helmeted monk was sitting in meditation. He had been staying here for a long time.
After waking up from the coma, Zaku has been sitting here, feeling the various changes that have occurred in himself.
He felt hopeless and confused, not knowing what to do next.
Before accepting the transformation, he once harbored fantasies, hoping that his master could save him from danger.
However, the function of the helmet perfectly hides Zaku's identity, making it impossible for outsiders to judge by his breath.
Except for internal personnel, you are never allowed to reveal your identity to outsiders, otherwise you will be severely punished.
The tentacles of the helmet go deep into the brain and can sense changes in thinking, and will never give the prisoner any chance to take advantage of him.
Once a prohibited thought occurs, the system will immediately generate a response and issue a warning or direct punishment.
The establishment of similar rules is to avoid the situation of rescuing a certain target, and at the same time, it can also allow the prisoners to relieve their psychological burden.
Except for Lou Ling and Tang Zhen, no one knows their true identities, so they can do some things unscrupulously.
The captives were very happy about this invisible step, which indeed solved their biggest worry.
When the prisoners had to compromise and were motivated by the benefits, a group of high-quality tool workers officially took up their posts.
Among the newly minted tool men, Zaku was not included, and he was filled with depression at the moment.
If you can't resist the rules and want to save your own life, you can only temporarily surrender unwillingly.
When the other helmeted monks left to perform tasks or learn about the city, he stayed in the corner and pondered.
Lou Ling has not issued any mandatory tasks, and the helmeted monks are still free and can find a suitable place to practice freely.
This can be regarded as a kind of benefit, which makes the helmeted monks feel quite happy. Some people have already gone to practice near the spirit gathering array.
Zhagu was not in the mood to practice. He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a second.
I have amazing talents and a bright future, but now everything will come to nothing.
If he can be rescued, the tragedy can be avoided, but who can guarantee that he can be rescued?
Even your own master must consider the consequences and costs when encountering a powerful enemy.
If nothing could be done, it would not be surprising if he was given up.
After a long sigh, Zaku finally stood up and decided not to put his hope in others.
If you want to get out of a crisis, you must rely on yourself. Instead of hiding in a corner and being sad and angry, it is better to actively look for opportunities.
The first thing to do is to truly understand the enemy.
Zaku was in a panic before and did not observe carefully. Now he finally calmed down and immediately discovered many surprising things.
This city of buildings that suddenly appeared was full of weirdness, and there were too many things that he had never seen before.
This is very wrong, and there is a big problem.
Any complex item can never appear out of thin air, and must have a complex inheritance and evolution.
Even a screw involves empirical invention and industrial manufacturing, and requires a complete civilization to produce it.
The items used in Loucheng have different styles and craftsmanship, and they obviously come from different civilizations and races.
For ordinary people to see it, they might only feel surprised, but for Zaku, it felt very awkward and shocking.
This kind of fusion and matching is very blunt, just like using them to make up numbers when necessary, which is equivalent to using a horse to pull a car.
However, this weird combination can actually drive normally, it just makes people look weird.
What shocked Zha Gu was not the discomfort caused by the strange combination, but the channel through which Tang Zhen obtained the items.
These items are enough to prove that there are probably multiple unknown civilizations behind the mysterious building city.
Where they come from and what kind of strength they possess are enough to cause Zaku to think deeply and be vigilant.
There is now a state of hostility between Loucheng and Beijiang, and a war is probably inevitable.
Whether it was for himself or to take revenge on Lou Cheng, he had to find out the truth of the matter.
With this idea in mind, Zhagu looked more carefully, and the shock in his heart came one after another.
As a descendant of Master Huang Ku, and a talented elite himself, Zaku's knowledge far exceeds that of ordinary monks.
But it is precisely in this way that he can discover more secrets.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became, realizing that when his sect faced off against Shanglou City, there was probably no chance of winning.
Zhagu looked gloomy and felt that the hope of rescue was getting slimmer.
Unknowingly, Zhagu walked up to the spirit gathering array and felt the rich spiritual energy coming towards him.
Looking at the functioning spirit gathering array and comparing it with the sect's, Zaku once again felt the gap.
He also dabbles in formations and knows the value of this spirit-gathering formation, so he can definitely start a camp war because of it.
What shocked him even more was that everyone in Loucheng could practice cultivation, unlike sects who were divided into three, six or nine levels.
The area with the strongest aura needs to be reserved exclusively for the upper echelons, followed by disciples at all levels. Ordinary disciples are not even qualified to get close.
Seeing those monks who had just established the foundation and were just novices gathering to practice, he had only one feeling in his heart.
absurd.
Such precious resources should be dedicated to geniuses like him instead of being wasted by mediocre guys.
Although he was not a resident of Loucheng, Zhagu felt very stupid for such an operation.
"Sir, please give way."
Suddenly a voice came, interrupting Zaku's thinking. It turned out to be a monk from Loucheng in uniform.
Only then did Zaku realize that he was blocking a piece of equipment, preventing the other party from using it normally.
His spiritual thoughts swept over the opponent, and it turned out that he was a fourth-level foundation-building monk, a type that Zha Gu looked down upon.
When he was practicing, it only took him two years to reach the fourth level of foundation building.
Looking at the man in front of me, he is probably over forty years old. He is obviously another monk with bad roots who is wasting resources.
I'm afraid that when I die, I won't be able to break through to the realm of refining the gods, let alone the advanced realm of transforming babies.
Zaku has the best spiritual roots and is expected to be promoted to a powerful infant. This is what he is most proud of.
Looking at the Loucheng monk in front of him, Zaku suddenly had the idea of regaining his lost confidence.
He first got out of the way, and then looked at the middle-aged monk.
"Looking at your expression, you must be confused during your practice."
When the middle-aged monk heard this, his face showed a hint of surprise, and he quickly nodded to express that it was indeed the case.
Zhagu sneered secretly in his heart. He had seen confused expressions like this too many times in the sect, and most of them were low-level monks.
It was obviously a simple question, but they couldn't figure it out and even spent several years thinking about it carefully.
Even throughout my life, I still can't understand it.
This is the gap in qualifications, not only in basic skills, but also in thinking and understanding.
When encountering such a situation, Zhagu never paid attention to them, and just looked at them coldly, confused and sad.
Monks are inherently selfish, and the way of heaven is even more cruel. Sooner or later they will be eliminated, so why waste precious cultivation resources by looking for useless people.
But at this moment, he decided to give some advice and took the opportunity to ridicule.
It was considered as a way to retaliate against Lou Cheng.
"If my prediction is correct, your bones should be very ordinary, otherwise you would not have reached the fourth level of foundation building at this age.
If it confuses you, it shouldn’t be a problem. Why don’t you tell me and I’ll answer your questions.”
Zaku has malicious intentions, but he pretends to be helpful.
When the middle-aged monk heard this, his face turned slightly red and he nodded quickly to express his thanks.
"I would also like to ask your Excellency for your advice. What should be paid attention to when the sword bone is integrated with Gengjin Qi? How many times does it need to be tempered before it is perfect?"
Hearing the middle-aged monk's question, Zaku couldn't help but be stunned, with a strange expression on his face.
He had no answer for this question and had never been involved in it in the past.
Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him, Zaku suddenly felt confused and felt that things were different from what he thought.
Because he was wearing a mask, the middle-aged monk could not see him, so he still waited patiently for the answer.
"Tell me first, why do you ask this question?"
"Reporting to your Excellency, my spiritual root is Jian Dan Qin Xin, and now it has reached the point where I must channel the Geng Metal Qi."
"Could Jian Dan Qin Xin be one of the top ten attacking Dao bodies in the legend! No, if that's true, how could you have only reached the fourth level of Foundation Establishment at this age?"
Zaku asked loudly. For the first time, he felt guilty about the root talent, but he also felt that the other party was talking nonsense.
After hearing Zhagu's question, the middle-aged monk smiled bitterly, with emotion and regret in his tone.
"I, Huang Tingxuan, have been searching for immortals for half my life, but I have been doing useless work and wasting my good time.
Fortunately, I joined Loucheng and received the gift from the city lord, thus awakening my spiritual roots.
Because the training time is still short, the promotion speed is so slow, but it is shameful for the city lord to cultivate me, and makes you laugh."
"..."
Hearing Huang Tingxuan's answer, Zhagu took a deep breath and asked in a cold voice: "Then tell me first, how long did it take to be promoted to the fourth level of Foundation Establishment?"
"Uh, five...no, four and a half days."
Hearing this, Zhagu chuckled and turned around to leave without hesitation.