"Thank you, teacher, I will definitely work hard." Jiang Chen said gratefully.

He is not a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, he craves great strength, and having power can make it easier for him to become strong.

"In addition, the teacher has already greeted the chief instructor of the concentration camp, and you can ask him for help once during the concentration camp training period, but only once, and there is only so much that the teacher can help you."

Jiang Chen was a little moved, Bibi Dong's arrangement undoubtedly gave him one more talisman, and one more advantage over others.

Bibi Dong looked at Jiang Chen, and his stunning face suddenly became complicated.

"Xiaochen, you can't mention last night's incident to anyone, you know?"

Jiang Chen nodded again and again, "I know, this is a secret between me and the teacher, and no third person will know." ”

He's afraid, I'm afraid he will dare to say a word at this time, and it is estimated that Bibi Dong will immediately kill people.

"Well, go back, the teacher is looking forward to your performance."

……

Jiang Chen returned to his residence, and instead of being afraid, he was still looking forward to the upcoming life in the concentration camp.

If at the beginning of worshipping Bibi Dong as a teacher, he was intimidated by Bibi Dong's strong strength, but now he is willing.

In the early morning, the sun had just risen, and there was already a middle-aged man with a grim expression waiting downstairs in Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen didn't have much to pack, only brought some daily necessities.

There was still the fragrance of Hu Liena in this pink room, and Jiang Chen's eyes vaguely saw the scene of the two of them training here a few days ago.

After taking a deep look, he closed the door and came to the cold middle-aged man's side.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and walked straight outside, and Jiang Chen hurriedly followed.

Until he left the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong did not appear.

Descending to the foot of the mountain, before getting into the car, Jiang Chen turned around and looked up.

Halfway up the mountain, at the entrance of the Papal Palace, a woman wearing a golden papal robe and a crown was standing.

Jiang Chen waved his hand vigorously, and then got into the carriage.

Watching the carriage go away, a smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, and he immediately made the guards on both sides of the steps lower their heads, not daring to offend.

The speed of the carriage is very fast, and it is a soul beast similar to a horse that pulls the cart, which is faster and has longer endurance.

It didn't take long for Jiang Chen to find that the carriage had already left Wuhun City and was speeding towards a direction he didn't know.

Jiang Chen suddenly became a little bored, so he set his eyes on the cold middle-aged man who was driving the car.

"Uncle, where is the concentration camp?"

"Uncle, what kind of cultivation are you?"

"Uncle, how long will it take for us to arrive?"

What made Jiang Chen speechless was that the middle-aged man was like a puppet that couldn't speak, and even the expression on his face hadn't changed.

From picking him up to now, the middle-aged man hasn't even said a word.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to close his mouth and concentrate on cultivation.

Although the cultivation effect during the day is not as good as at night, it is better than nothing, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

The carriage went all the way, Jiang Chen had never seen a town, not even a small village, and it was deserted all the way.

However, this concentration camp should not be far from Wuhun City, and after only a day's drive, the speed of the carriage slowed down.

Jiang Chen flicked the curtain, and in front of him, a black city appeared in his sight, perhaps not a city, because it was much smaller than any city Jiang Chen had ever seen.

Even the outer city wall was only about twenty meters high, and as the carriage approached, the black city wall gradually gave Jiang Chen a sense of oppression.

When he got closer, he found that there was no name on the city gate, but both on the city wall and at the city gate, there were strong black-armored soldiers.

These black-armored soldiers all had a murderous aura on their bodies, and the hundreds of cold gazes that shot at them made Jiang Chen feel a huge amount of pressure.

These soldiers must be powerful soul masters, Jiang Chen's heart was determined.

The middle-aged man who was driving the car showed a token and entered the city smoothly.

There are all kinds of shops in the city, and there are places to eat and have fun, but the atmosphere of the whole city is a little deserted, and there are too few people.

Jiang Chen found that whether it was on the street or in those shops, except for the boss, almost all of them were children or teenagers, and their bodies exuded different strength and weakness of soul power fluctuations.

When these people saw the carriage coming, as well as Jiang Chen in the carriage, they all showed interest.

"These are all participants in concentration camp training like you, and they will all be your opponents in the future." The middle-aged man who was driving the car finally spoke.

"Where are these people from?" Jiang Chen hurriedly asked, finally waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, how could he ask a little more.

The middle-aged man continued to speak: "Some are from the affiliated families of the Wuhun Palace, some are from the Wuhun Hall Academy, and some are orphans adopted by the Wuhun Palace. ”

As he spoke, the carriage had reached the center of the city, where there was a huge square.

The middle-aged man stopped and said to Jiang Chen, "Get out of the car." ”

Jiang Chen got out of the car and looked around curiously.

The middle-aged man took out a bag from his body and threw it to Jiang Chen.

"My mission has been accomplished, and hopefully we will see each other one day." After speaking, he drove the carriage away under Jiang Chen's surprised gaze.

That's it?

Jiang Chen was a little stunned, he didn't know anything about the situation here, the middle-aged uncle ran away like this.

He opened the bag that the other party had given him, and found that it was full of glittering golden soul coins.

Jiang Chen weighed it, there were at least a few hundred.

Only then did he nod with satisfaction and put it into the ring space.

With so much money, it should be enough for him to spend it for a long time.

Just as he was dazed, a tall, thin young man ran briskly towards him.

"Kid, you're here for training too?"

Jiang Chen nodded, he didn't know anything about the situation here now, maybe he could learn something from this young man's mouth.

The young man took out a pamphlet from his bosom, "You have just come here and you don't know many of the rules here, you can buy a concentration camp manual from me, which will help you quickly adapt to life here." ”

"How much?" Jiang Chen asked.

The young man stretched out five fingers and said with a smile: "It's not much, just five gold soul coins." ”

Jiang Chen turned his head and left, the booklet looked like it was only a few pages, and it was estimated that there was not much content, this young man actually asked for five gold soul coins, which was simply a lion's mouth.

"Four."

"Three."

"One."

Jiang Chen didn't reply, this young man obviously saw that he was young and easy to bully, and wanted to make a mistake.

The young man's expression changed, and he finally left unwillingly, "What a cunning little guy......"

There are many shops in this city, Jiang Chen plans to find a place to eat, and ask by the way.

Along the way, he saw that the children were all between eight or nine years old and twelve, and he was stunned that he did not find a single one as old as him.