How many professionals are there in the entire Jiangxia base?

Fang Jin didn't dare to be sure, but judging from his own personal senses, as well as the numbers Shen Xiaohu said, there were still six or seven hundred bronze rank and tens of thousands of gray iron professionals.

Among them, I am afraid that most of the professionals have already received the news of the Golden King Fallon.

Amid all the rumors, this dangerous mausoleum has been rendered into a treasure trove of countless secret treasures. But how many ambitious people can resist the temptation to get rich overnight, or even climb to the sky?

In particular, with the three major professional forces in the Jiangxia base all taking the lead in recruiting troops, the treasures in the mausoleum seem to have been infinitely magnified.

Before leaving, Fang Jin's inference was that the most people who could compete with him were agents sent by a few black businessmen.

It's like the seven-person bronze squad in the last lost magic ruins.

But at the moment, it seems that the total number of these irrational professionals in the Jiangxia base alone may be no less than a thousand. Even, maybe there were other outsiders who were mixing in the crowd like Fang Jin to find out the situation.

Whatever the reason for all this, the competition is likely to be fiercer than ever.

"Resurrection Cross...... It doesn't seem that easy to take! ”

Fang Jin sighed, looked at Shen Xiaohu, who was a little inexplicable next to him, and re-made a casual expression on his face, and said to him: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something." ”

This is obviously a perfunctory explanation, and Shen Xiaohu can't believe it as long as he is not stupid.

Obviously, the person in front of him must have had an idea about the treasure of the Golden King Fallon.

But this matter has nothing to do with you, does it?

He was just thinking about the remaining 5 gold coins, and the other party said: "So, there is still a part of the Jiangxia base that has not been transferred, do we still want to continue shopping?" ”

Now that he knew that things had changed, Fang Jin of course lost that leisure, and thought for a while: "Let's go to the task release hall and go around." ”

In fact, the two of them had passed by there before, and Shen Xiaohu also briefly introduced him. It's just that Fang Jin thinks he is very familiar with this kind of place, so he didn't go in at all.

"Okay!"

Although he can't avoid slandering a few words, the one who gives the money is the uncle, and he still knows Shen Xiaohu about this. There was no look of trouble on his face, and he returned with Fang Jin the same way.

Soon, the two entered the chaotic mission hall.

As Fang Jin expected, as one of the most well-informed places in the professional circle, the official hall of the base was crowded with many professionals.

Someone was whispering to each other exchanging the "latest information" they had discovered; Some speculated where the most likely entrance to the Golden King's Tomb would be, so that they could get there and stand in advance; There are also some small and medium-sized forces who keep shouting preferential conditions to pull people around, hoping to recruit some guys who are written as temporary collaborators and read as cannon fodder, so that they can help them explore their way after entering the mausoleum.

"It's a scene of demons dancing."

Fang Jin shook his head, a little more pity in his eyes.

With the strength of these guys in the mission hall, 90% of them are cannon fodder after entering, and the remaining 10% can only barely protect themselves at best.

After this mission, the professionals of the Jiangxia base don't know how many deaths and injuries they will have, and it is possible that they will be seriously injured!

The person who released the rumors indiscriminately was so irresponsible!

If he could know who made it public first, Fang Jin would definitely not mind giving him a hard time. But at this point, he also knew that a frenzied atmosphere had formed. Even if Fang Jin told them that there was danger inside, no one would listen to them at all.

What's more, this is not Shu County.

If it was within the sphere of influence of his own alliance, Fang Jin still had some certainty of forcibly suppressing this matter. In Jiangxia, thousands of miles away, the ghost knew who he Fang Jin was.

"I just hope they can ask for more blessings."

Fang Jin can only pray for them here.

"What's the matter, Brother Fang doesn't seem to be optimistic about this treasure hunt?" Shen Xiaohu seemed to see something from Fang Jin's expression, and asked curiously.

Don't you need to ask!

Fang Jin himself hid his professional advancement, three legendary treasures, three free skills, and the level was as high as level 16, so he didn't dare to boast about how sure he was. It's up to these people in the mission hall......

With a hint of mockery, he said to Shen Xiaohu: "If I were you, I would never participate." ”

"Of course."

Contrary to Fang Jin's expectations, Shen Xiaohu actually gave such an answer. Judging by the way he answered, he really didn't seem to care.

"You don't covet the treasures inside?" Fang Jin was a little surprised.

"Of course it's good, baby, but you have to have the ability to take it." Shen Xiaohu unexpectedly saw it very clearly: "I'm a level 3 thief, I don't even have a sneak, I'm afraid I'll burp in minutes when I go in." If I had the strength of you, brother, I would consider trying my luck. ”

"Smart man!"

Fang Jin's praise can be said to be from the heart.

Little people also have the wisdom of little people!

………

It was getting dark.

In the past, Jiangxia City, once it passed 6 p.m., it would quickly become quiet. Soon, curfews and light controls will be opened. Only a few places and areas of professionals can be exempt from any restrictions.

But today, obviously, is a very special day.

Hundreds of professionals gathered around the Jiangxia base, patrolling back and forth in groups of three or five - they were not like Fang Jin, who had experienced a lost magic relic once, and knew that when they came, there would be vibrations similar to those formed by spatial cracks. In order to prevent the entrance from suddenly appearing silently in a corner, every force that tried to participate in it was trying their best to search for it, trying to grasp the slightest opportunity!

A large number of torches, lanterns, and lighting stones followed them, forming a continuous stream of glowing firelight, enveloping the entire Jiangxia base.

All kinds of intrigues were staged in the dark, and even before the entrance to the tomb of the Golden King Fallon appeared, there were already several private fights.

Even as an outsider, Fang Jin could feel the undercurrent surging in the air.

As for the entrance to the Golden King's Mausoleum, he didn't know it in his previous life, but he remembered that it should be south of the base. But this sentence alone is obviously not enough to help him narrow the scope.

In this regard, Fang Jin could only choose to appear in the middle part of the south of the Jiangxia base.

This will ensure that when the entrance to the mausoleum is reached, no matter where it is, he will be the first to arrive!

There were at least a dozen groups of people who also docked with him in this area. Among them, there were as few as three or five people, and as many as more than ten people, all of whom formed a team, and almost no one dared to venture alone.

Because of this, among these people, Fang Jin, who was alone, looked quite eye-catching.

It's not that no one is ready to move, but they are so scrupled that they don't know when or where the entrance coordinates appear, and they have a heart to hold back the impulse, for fear of missing this opportunity.

In the anxious waiting, the time gradually approached midnight.

There has been no movement for several hours, which has already made many impatient professionals irritable, and even suspicious of the so-called Golden King Treasure.

But at this moment, a kilometer away from Fang Jin, there was a slight vibration in the space. 4610