On the beach of the port, Bai Ming felt the majestic power in his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"It's amazing." Bai Ming clenched his fists, and he heard the sound of crackling finger bones rubbing.

This power Bai Ming has been longing for for too long.

From the first encounter with Wu Yuan and others, after seeing Wu Zimo kill the Quartet, Bai Ming's desire for this power has been rising day by day, but he has always pressed it in his heart and has not shown it too obviously.

Because he knew that the only one who could give him this power was Wu Yuan, and no one else could do it at all.

You must know that these days, Bai Ming has also come into contact with many Chosen Ones in the building, and although he is also surprised by their strength, he can also clearly feel that there is too much difference with Wu Zimo.

If the power of these Chosen Ones is a stream, then Wu Zimo's power is like a waterfall in the stream lens, gushing all the time.

The gap between these can be imagined.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ming punched.

As the fist struck, a crack sounded.

Bai Ming's face was happy, and then he walked in front of Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan looked at Bai Ming who came over with a smile on his face, and didn't say anything.

Bai Ming came to Wu Yuan, knelt heavily on the ground, then clenched his fists hard, and said respectfully to Wu Yuan: "Disciple Bai Ming, I have seen Master!" ”

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand, swayed it gently, and said, "Get up, this power will make you more brilliant than anyone else in this troubled world, don't insult my martial artist." ”

Bai Ming nodded heavily, and then stood up.

At this time, Wu Zimo had also completed the fit of the spirit soldiers.

Immediately after, I saw Wu Zimo's eyes suddenly flash a flash of essence, and then waved the Qinglong Yanyue Broadsword in his hand and danced vigorously.

The blade flashed in the sunlight, and the sound of breaking wind was mixed with it.

Seeing this, Wu Yuan's face did not decrease, and Bai Ming also showed a smile on his face.

Seeing that Wu Zimo was intoxicated, Wu Yuan was ready to teach Bai Ming how to use spiritual power and spiritual soldiers.

However, when Wu Yuan wanted to teach, he discovered a problem.

Bai Ming completed the fusion of power, but he didn't get the spirit soldier?

Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, he had never encountered such a situation.

So, Wu Yuan hurriedly contacted Hongmeng in the consciousness space in his mind.

Through Hongmeng's explanation, Wu Yuan knew the reason.

It turned out that after becoming a guard, the summoning of the spirit soldier needed to extract the soul of the guard for production, and after Bai Ming accepted the power, Hongmeng sensed it, but because Hongmeng was busy going to the toilet, he didn't help Bai Ming make it.

The corners of Wu Yuan's mouth twitched, and he kept complaining about Hongmeng in his heart.

After the episode, Hongmeng began to help Bai Ming make spirit soldiers through the link of consciousness.

When the spirit soldier was completed, Wu Yuan looked at the delicate longbow that landed in front of Bai Ming, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Sure enough." Wu Yuan looked at the longbow and muttered.

When he met Bai Ming before, Wu Yuan had seen Bai Ming's archery skills, and roughly guessed in his heart that Bai Ming's spirit soldier should be a bow and crossbow.

Sure enough, it's really a crossbow type weapon.

Bai Ming stared at the bow and arrow in his hand, feeling the familiarity from the spirit soldier, and he was also very happy.

Subsequently, Wu Yuan began to teach Bai Ming how to control spiritual power and use spiritual weapons.

Bai Ming is also very smart, and when Wu Yuan explains, he basically understands everything.

Wu Yuan was also very satisfied, thinking that the two apprentices were very smart and talented, and he could only say that his vision was awesome if he could choose these two disciples.

Shamelessly boasting to himself, Wu Yuan left Bai Ming to accompany Wu Zimo to familiarize himself with the use of spirit weapons, and he returned to the sea again to continue the development of the Ten Soldiers Fight.

Time passed quickly, and the sun that had been hanging in the sky had already set in the west, and half of the "body" was hiding behind the mountains, and there was a bright red glow in the sky.

After a day's training, Wu Yuan drove back to the ancient city base with his two apprentices.

…………

Returning to the Guangming Mansion, what Wu Yuan saw was still the scene of people coming and going.

After letting Wu Zimo and Bai Ming move freely, Wu Yuan returned to the office alone.

In the office, Wu Zhen held a pen in his hand and kept sketching on a stack of papers.

Wu Yuan pushed the door in, and saw his sister Wu Zhen in the office, so he asked, "How is the situation today?" ”

Wu Zhen raised his head, glanced at Wu Yuan, and responded: "Today's situation is more impressive than yesterday, but the old lady is busy to death." ”

When Wu Yuan heard this, he came behind Wu Zhen with a smile, and flatteringly helped Wu Zhen rub his shoulders and beat his back.

Wu Zhen glanced at Wu Yuan, his expression helpless, but his heart was still beautiful.

While beating Wu Zhen on the back and looking at the documents on the table, Wu Yuan asked, "Today's data is pretty good." ”

Wu Zhen replied with a smile: "Yes, it's a lot more than yesterday." ”

Wu Yuan nodded and continued to look at the documents.

Compared with yesterday, the number of survivors who have returned from the search and rescue today is as high as 5,800.

Among them, adult men account for at least 50 percent, adult women also account for as much as 120 percent, and the rest are old and young.

In this way, the number of people in the entire ancient city base will be tens of thousands.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuan's face was beautiful.

Wu Zhen saw his younger brother Wu Yuan's expression, covered his mouth and snickered.

In the office, the atmosphere of the sister and brother is very warm.

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At night, Wu Yuan came to the cafeteria floor, and after receiving dinner from the window, he casually found a place to sit down and began to eat.

In the base of the ancient city, the survivors' dinner was not bad, one tomato per person, one night of gruel, two steamed buns and a piece of jerky.

Everyone's dinner is the same, there is not much rice in the gruel, most of it is porridge water, how to drink enough, you can continue to add, this is not limited.

Such a dinner is placed before the end of the world, and it is estimated that few people here can accept it.

But now in the last days, such a dinner can be regarded as a luxurious meal.

In the canteen, everyone bowed their heads and ate food, and some came in groups, and occasionally talked for a sentence or two, such a public canteen was not much different from before the end of the world.

However, due to the increase in the number of immigrants in the past few days, natural troubles will also breed.

Just as Wu Yuan lowered his head to eat, a roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Grass, I must find someone to kill you!"

When the voice came, Wu Yuan stopped the soup spoon in his hand and turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from.

At a glance, Wu Yuan saw that a man in a famous brand was staring at the fat chef who was scooping gruel with an angry face, and one or two ugly swear words came out of his mouth from time to time.

Beneath the man's feet were overturned plates and scattered food, as well as bowls that had fallen to the ground, and all the porridge water in the bowls had been spilled on the ground.

It can be seen that the fat chef's face shows a distressed look.

Look at the man again, his hands are on his chest, and there are vegetable plates on the ground.

Don't guess too much, even if you think with your ass, Wu Yuan knows that someone wants to do something.

But Wu Yuan didn't plan to make a move, but just sat like this, watching the play quietly like the people around him.