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Chapter 562 The Super Battleship Delivered to Your Door
Looking at the decree in his hand, Wu Ming read it three times before letting out a sigh of relief.

It's hard to choose, one is bear's paw and the other is fish, it would be great if you can have both.

First of all, the first one is to obtain [-]% of the world control rights, as long as you are in the world of the gods, you can become an existence comparable to a saint under the blessing of the law.

Although it is said that a saint with such an achievement can only show his prestige in the world of the gods, he has reached this level in the end.

As for the second article, [-]% of the resources produced in the entire world of gods belong to him. What kind of concept is this?

You must know that the world of the gods is not an ordinary world. The cultivation resources contained in it are enough to support a creation god, several ancient gods, and double-digit powerful divine power users.

Twenty percent of it, in the eyes of a saint, is enough to tempt the temptation, at least ten quasi-sages can be piled up.As for Wu Ming, it is not an exaggeration to say that he got rich overnight, and he does not have to worry about the resources before he became a saint.

Fish, what I want, bear's paw, what I want, no matter what I choose, I feel distressed.

Wu Ming took a few deep breaths before calming himself down. Since it is difficult to choose between the two benefits, let's see which one is more suitable for his current situation.

"My goal is to become a saint and become a real saint. Obtaining [-]% ​​of the control can only make me a sub-sage comparable to a saint in the world of the gods, and I will be beaten back to my original shape immediately when I leave the world of the gods. In this way In other words, from a long-term perspective, choosing resources is more in line with my current situation, because the latter is the long-term solution." Wu Ming is more inclined to the second choice, but he is not without concerns.

In the decree of God King Saru, it was specifically mentioned that the God of Creation was killed by the leader who had left the customs, and the world of the gods had been preliminarily occupied.

According to the information Wu Ming knew, the president of the Bounty Hunters Guild was a ruthless character who was at the pinnacle of a saint, close to a saint of heaven.

In the eyes of these real bosses, he occupies [-]% of the resources of a big world, will he really be accepted by these people?

Wu Mingming asked himself, it would be a lie to say that he had no worries.

He is now in the realm of the Great Luo Jinxian. With such a cultivation base, he has received [-]% of the resources allocated by the world of the gods. It is definitely a child carrying gold through the downtown area. It is hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse.

If the president who took the martial arts route, or several other vice presidents, think that his death is more in the interest of the guild, will he be sacrificed, and the happy family will be happy.

"Little guy, am I that bad?"

The words that suddenly came to mind resounded directly in Wu Ming's ears, causing him to look up quickly in shock.

In sight, a middle-aged man in training clothes was standing not far from him, looking at him with admiration for his junior.

"You are." Seeing this middle-aged man, Wu Ming was really shocked.

What kind of strength does it take to be able to appear in his retreat place without a sound.

The Daluo Jinxian is useless, and the quasi-sage probably won't be able to do it either. The only one who can make him unaware is the saint.

Thinking of the saint, Wu Ming looked at the practice clothes worn by the middle-aged man again, secretly guessing that this man should be the legendary president.

"It's me, you guessed it right." As soon as Wu Ming's thoughts appeared, the middle-aged man nodded affirmatively, and said with a smile, "I'm in the way of martial arts, and I've reached the point where I can see the sages and think about them, and see the sage's heart." , I know what you think.

This time, I heard that you are the latest rising new generation using the bounty hunter system, so I plan to come to meet you.Unexpectedly, although you are young, you have a lot of ideas, even the few of us dare to arrange them. "

I was thinking about whether the Bounty Hunters Guild would kill him, but the president showed up and knew what he was thinking, which was really embarrassing.

After the embarrassment was over, Wu Ming relaxed instead, and said, "President, what are you going to do with me?"

"What do you do? Every large-scale force needs a steady stream of new blood to grow and grow. You have risen step by step with the bounty hunter system, and you can be said to be the most upright successor within the guild. , If we can't even tolerate you, why should we be the president, wouldn't it be better to be a space thief?" The middle-aged president, who has already mastered martial arts, has a convincing power in his words.

Wu Ming heaved a sigh of relief. He hadn't thought about how orthodox he was before, but after hearing what the president said, he really didn't become a monk halfway, but relied on the system to rise from the beginning to the end.

If you compare the Bounty Hunters Guild to a sect.

Those who came from other forces and joined in halfway can be regarded as disciples who bring art to their teachers.

Compared with these people, it is not too much to say that his root is right and young.The former can be regarded as the one who came to be gilded, while the latter is the real one of his own, born with the label of direct inheritance.

"Basically, I'm in the Bounty Hunters Guild, so I'm really one of my own!" Wu Ming was also happy, no matter where he is, his own people always get preferential treatment.

Not to mention the decent forces, even the green forest bandits in the mortal world, their own people also eat meat, weigh and divide gold, sit in rows, and share fruit and fruit.

No wonder, he had just become an elder, and the jurisdiction he was assigned was the Sea of ​​Time.

At the beginning, he was still wondering, if such a good place is guarded, there should be countless people robbing it, so how could it be assigned to him.

Now I understand that this is the place where the guild executives saw that Da Luo had just been promoted, and specially selected him for his cultivation, and it wasn't just luck.

"President, I am willing to hand in the Slate of Fate in exchange for [-]% of the proceeds from the world of the gods. I hope the guild can help me exchange the [-]% of the proceeds into cultivation resources or treasures that I can currently use." Without any worries, Wu Ming quickly made a decision.

The president nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "This is the best choice. With these resources, your chances of becoming a saint will be at least [-]% higher. You can become the best among them. It's a pity that you don't follow the martial arts route, otherwise you can completely worship under my sect."

In the ensuing conversation, Wu Ming knew that the president's name was Liu Lei, who was born in a world where martial arts prevailed, and was known as a genius who never met in ten thousand years since he was a child.

Divided according to the template, Liu Lei should belong to a certain kind of master, the protagonist of Tomato's writing.

Since childhood, he has good talent, good family background, smart, and can learn everything quickly.

What other people learned in a year, Liu Lei can learn in a day. Wherever he goes, he is the focus of everyone, and he rampages all the way to the saint level.

This kind of super genius with a background, a heel, and a future is very different from a mud-legged child.

The most obvious thing is that Liu Lei's self-cultivation is very good compared to those protagonists who suffer and hate deeply.

There is no way it is not good, geniuses are always the focus, and at the beginning of Liu Lei's rise, he was the hope of the sect.

From childhood to adulthood, the education I have received is that you are a big brother, you should help your brothers more, and be a good leader.

Later, when he became successful in martial arts, Liu Lei founded the Bounty Hunters Guild, and his own style did not change much. Generally speaking, he still tended to be decent.

And besides the bounty hunter guild, Liu Lei also has a sect, which is Jingwumen inherited from his home world.

In Jingwumen, although there are not as many masters as the Bounty Hunter Guild, there are still two saints.In addition to President Liu himself who is at the peak of the saint and martial arts, the combination of the masters of the two forces is not much worse than that of the prehistoric world.

After all, in the prehistoric world, apart from Patriarch Hongjun, there are only six saint-level beings.

This kind of strength, although I dare not say that it is invincible, is enough to suppress the general origin world.Similar to the world of the gods, the original world where only one saint exists is almost like a dish.

"Hmph, it seems that our president is still a template for a winner in life!" After sending off President Liu Lei, Wu Ming knew what it meant to be dissatisfied.

Compared with these winners in life, he can only be regarded as a lucky little dick, at best he can be self-satisfied.

Shaking his head, he continued to retreat, and once again returned to his life without waves in the ancient well.

In a blink of an eye, 500 years in the outside world and [-] million years in the sea of ​​time have passed, and time has lost its meaning.

As for the world of the gods, it has been completely occupied now. An old quasi-sage who has made great contributions to the guild and has nowhere to go, exchanged the destiny tablet for the control of the world and became the guardian of the world of the gods .

For hundreds of years, Wu Ming has controlled [-]% of the income, and began to provide him with a steady stream of cultivation resources.

Penance is boring, especially when the time flow is different.

The resource delivery once every hundred years is once every hundred million years for Wu Ming, and it has become his first choice to relieve boredom.

The time is long, Wu Ming opened his eyes from the retreat on this day, and when it was time to transport resources, it was time for him to go out and have a look.

"See Lord City Lord." Outside the City Lord's mansion, two guards at the level of immortals saluted Wu Ming respectfully.

Wu Ming was about to answer, when suddenly the surrounding space began to fluctuate abnormally, as if something was about to break through.

"Buzzing buzzing" the vibrations in the space were like water ripples, but the city's guardian circle was not disturbed.

Seeing this phenomenon, Wu Ming knew that it was his own people who came, but the fluctuations in space were too strong, not like a monk's teleportation, but a bit of a technological world, the shadow of starting a space jump.

"boom!"

With a roar, a silver-white warship appeared above the city.

Wu Ming was a little dumbfounded, but he was right. What came was really a technological warship. No wonder the space fluctuated so violently.

"Is it City Lord Wu Ming?"

The [-]-meter battleship hovered in mid-air, and a robot flew out of it, and said, "I am the delivery man from Skynet World, and I have already delivered the A-level improved custom spaceship you want. "

"Is this what I want?" Looking at the spaceship in the sky, Wu Ming really couldn't remember when he had consumed this thing.

Sensing Wu Ming's doubts, the robot quickly projected an order and said, "It's what you want, and the delivery time is today. The person who placed the order is the headquarters of the Bounty Hunters Guild, and the money has already been given."

Today is the day to deliver resources to him. The resources were not seen, but the space battleship saw one.

Wu Ming instinctively realized that these should be the resources sent by the headquarters, but what he wanted were cultivation resources, so this spaceship is a bit out of the way.

"Have you received the spaceship? This is a good thing. The technological crystallization of the Skynet world. I got it for you."

While Wu Ming was still in a daze, God King Saru sent a private message.

Looking at the secret language sent by the system, Wu Ming was not very interested, and said helplessly, "God King, what is this thing for, I don't need it!"

"Need, why not?"

King Saru was very interested, as if he was a part-time salesman, he chattered endlessly: "The A-class spaceship in the Skynet world corresponds to the Immortal World, and it is the quasi-holy-class super spaceship. Your spaceship has also gone through a special process. Improvement, facing the ordinary S-class, it is not incapable of fighting. Do you understand what this means, even if I do it myself, it will take a few days to break through the defense of this spaceship. It's a great deal."

(End of this chapter)