The war with the undead has been going on for two years, and during this time, a number of battle elites have emerged, all of whom are good at killing the undead, and have also gained good prestige among the various races. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info people respectfully call them "hunters".

Hunt the creatures of the undead.

And in the Sand City of Decheng, the desert city closest to the south in the world, there is also a "Hunter", his name is Joe, fifty-three years old this year, a great swordsman, who is currently maintaining law and order in this place where there are no heroic spirits.

Joe loves to read, and he has also taught himself to be admitted to those famous colleges after all, so his knowledge reserve is several times that of those "hunters" who have little culture, but it is precisely because of this knowledge that he is extremely distressed now.

Those guys who only have muscles in their brains are happy to think that these undead are to give them merit and fame, and they don't put them in their eyes at all, but he knows that if there is no way to deal with the black source over there, the creatures of Digolis will be consumed by these undead sooner or later.

The undead don't need a gentle inheritance, but they do, and if everything is stuck on this weird drain, then there's no way Degolis can make progress - but those guys with only muscles in their brains don't know anything, they just know how to talk nonsense out there.

Old Joe had a headache about this matter more than once.

But I've heard that the apprentice of the sage from Serrigan Saiban is coming here in a few days, and they may have a different opinion, and I really want to talk to them about it, those are the sage's students.

Old Joe was so eager.

The Sage wiped out the entire army of the undead in one fell swoop, and brought the Heroic Spirits into the world at the same time, but it had already been programmed by the troubadours to tell the myth - not to mention the love story between the Great Sage and the Creator God, which is the favorite story of the little girls now.

That great sage is really the savior of Digolith......

Old Joe had this in his head—but what he didn't know was that the "Savior of Diglith" he had just thought about was blooming in a large chunk in a restaurant in the city.

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In a restaurant in Tokujo, almost everyone was looking in amazement at the direction of a table, and there, a beautiful "girl" was eating the food in front of her.

She had beautiful hair, long almost falling to the ground, delicate cheeks with a breathtaking beauty, a pair of eyes with golden pupils mixed with blood, she was dressed in a decent, androgynous luxury, and a long-standing aura emanated from her.

It is precisely because of this momentum that no one around goes up to talk - after all, no one wants to get into trouble.

But what makes people care so much is the plate in front of her now.

Well...... She does eat politely and seems gentle and soothing, but who knows why she eats so quickly - and so much!?

Next to her, the plates were stacked half a meter tall - and there wasn't just one! God knows exactly how much she ate!

If she hadn't put a lot of cash on the table beforehand, the waiter over there would probably not let her eat......

That's why everyone looks at her - a pretty girl is rare, and a pretty girl who can eat so much is even rarer.

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"Hey...... Why do you eat so much......" Kewpie, who was crawling at Sangzhe's feet, asked quietly, but there was a hint of "embarrassment" on his face.

"Refuel." Sang Zhefeng took another bite and went down, then glanced at Kewpie, and said to him: "Although there is not much to add, it can speed up the recovery." ”

"You're really ......," Kewpie sighed, "I feel like the food you have to eat is not as much as you spend on making money and clothes......"

Before entering the city, Sang Zhefeng specially reorganized the original gorgeous clothes on his body, which could not be used for daily use at first glance, so it became the one that Sang Zhefeng is wearing now. And this money is also reorganized by Sangzhefeng with the manipulation of all things.

Originally, Sang Zhefeng wanted to try if he could directly change his body back to its original appearance, but unfortunately it didn't work. This body is as "truth-level" as his ability, and it is not easy to succeed if you rely on the ability to control everything alone.

"By the way, I just heard from the people here that my students will be back here in two days, is it true?" Sang Zhefeng took another bite of food, and then continued to speak.

"Where do I know where to go about this?" Kewpie adjusted for a moment, and then also used the voice to recover: "But those students of yours are really good. During the period of your disappearance, your wife gave the authority of the tower in your house to your students, let them study there, and they were also very competitive, and the previous world transformation plan was in full swing, and now they have invented a lot of things that can remain in the annals of history, and they are all first-class undead hunters, adjusting the undead army between places. What do you think? These little guys didn't disgrace you, did they? ”

The corners of Sang Zhefeng's mouth turned up slightly, and said, "It's the same." ”

Sang Zhefeng remembered the task that Hai Duyu had given him when he was still in the system.

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[Task name: I'm the teacher, I'm the most glorious, evaluate the F~EX level, and decide the points you get according to the future creation of the students you teach.】

PS: I don't really know why you want to be a teacher, but I feel like as long as you don't go crazy, those students will survive. 】

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At that time, I didn't pay attention to the task at all, and I didn't redeem the reward until the end of the year, so I didn't expect to be "compensated" here......

Thinking of this, Sang Zhefeng couldn't help but smile helplessly.

But it's also an opportunity to go back by yourself...... I don't know what happened to Hai Duyu now, and she didn't listen to herself, is it better......

Sang Zhefeng thought so.