Looking at the decree in his hand, Wu Ming read it three times, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's hard to choose, one is a bear's paw and the other is a fish, if only you could have both.

First of all, the first one, to gain control of the world of 20%, as long as you are in the world of the gods, you can become a saint with the blessing of the law.

Although it is said that a saint who has achieved this can only play prestige in the world of gods, in the end, he has also come into contact with this grade.

As for the second one, the entire world of gods, twenty percent of the resources produced are his, what kind of concept is this.

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

Twenty percent of this, in the eyes of the saints, is also enough to tempt the heart, at least ten quasi-saints can be piled up. And on Wu Ming, it is not an exaggeration to call it an overnight rich, and there is no need to worry about the resources before becoming holy.

Fish, I want it, bear paws, I want it, I feel distressed no matter how I choose.

Wu Ming took a few deep breaths before calming down his mood, since it is difficult to choose between the two benefits, let's see which one is more in line with his current situation.

"My goal is to be sanctified and to become a true saint. Getting 20% control can only make me a saint comparable to a saint in the world of gods, and I will be beaten back to my original form immediately after leaving the world of gods. In this case, from a long-term perspective, choosing resources is more in line with my current situation, because the latter is the long-term way. Wu Ming prefers the second option, but he is not without concerns.

In the decree of the Saru God King, it was specifically mentioned that the creation god was killed by the chairman who came out of the customs, and the world of gods has been initially occupied.

In the information that Wu Ming knew, the president of the Bounty Hunters Guild was the pinnacle of saints, close to the ruthless character of the Heavenly Dao saints.

In the eyes of these real bigwigs, he occupies 20% of the resources of a big world, will he really be accepted by these people.

Wu Mingming asked himself in his heart, it is false to say that he has no concerns.

He is in the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal at this time, and this kind of cultivation is allocated by 20% of the resources of the world of the gods, and it is definitely a child holding gold through the downtown area, it is difficult to say whether it is a blessing or a curse.

If the leader of the martial arts path, or several other vice presidents, thought that it was more in the interests of the guild that he died, would they have to sacrifice him and make thousands of families happy?

"Little one, am I that bad?"

The words that suddenly came to mind directly rang in Wu Ming's ears, and he was so startled that he hurriedly looked up.

In his eyes, a middle-aged man in a practice uniform was standing not far from him, looking at him with the eyes of his juniors.

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

To be able to appear silently in his retreat place, what kind of strength does this take?

Da Luo Jinxian has no play, and the quasi-saint probably can't do it, and 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, and secretly guessed, I am afraid that this person should be the legendary president.

"It's me, you guessed it." As soon as Wu Ming's thoughts appeared, the middle-aged man nodded affirmatively, and said with a smile: "I am walking the martial arts, and I have reached the point of seeing the sages and thinking together, and seeing the saints and confidants, I know everything you want."

This time, I heard that you are using the bounty hunter system, the latest rising new generation, so I plan to come and meet you. Unexpectedly, although you are not very old, you have a lot of ideas, and even a few of us dare to arrange them. ”

I was wondering if the Bounty Hunters Guild would kill him if he would be unburdened with a donkey, but the guild leader showed up and knew what he thought, which was really embarrassing.

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

"Deal with what you do, every big force needs a steady stream of new blood to be replenished, so that it can develop and grow. You have risen step by step with the bounty hunter system, and it can be said that you are the most upright heir within the guild, if we can't even tolerate you, what else will be the president, wouldn't it be better to be a cosmic thief? "The middle-aged president, the martial arts cultivator has already reached the gods, and the words he said have convincing power.

Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, he hadn't thought about how orthodox he was before, but listening to the president's words, he really wasn't a monk halfway, but had been relying on the system to rise from beginning to 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 apprentices.

Compared with these people, his claim that he is rooted is not too much. The former can be seen as coming to gild, and the latter is the real one's own person, born with the label of heirloom.

"In this case, I'm in the Bounty Hunters Guild, and I'm really my own!" Wu Ming himself is also happy, no matter where he is, his own people always have preferential treatment.

Not to mention the decent forces, they are the green forest and mountain bandits in the mortal world, and their own people also eat meat, divide the gold on a large scale, sit in rows, and divide the fruits.

No wonder, he has just become an elder, and the jurisdiction he has been assigned to is the Sea of Time.

At first, he was still wondering, such a good place is guarded, and there should be countless people who have broken the scalp, how can it be distributed to him.

Now I understand that this is the place where the guild leaders saw that they had just been promoted to Da Luo and specially chose for him to cultivate, not a shit luck.

"President, I am willing to hand over the Tablet of Destiny in exchange for 20% of the proceeds of the World of the Gods. And with these two percent of the income, I hope the guild can help me exchange them for cultivation resources, or treasures that I can use at present. Without worries, Wu Ming quickly made a decision.

The president nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "This is the best choice, with this batch of resources, your chances of becoming a saint are at least one percent greater, even if you can't become a saint, with the superposition of rich resources, you can also become a leader among the quasi-saints." It's a pity that you didn't take the martial arts route, otherwise you could have worshiped under my door. ”

In the ensuing conversation, Wu Ming knew that the president's name was Liu Lei, who was born in a world where martial arts were prevalent, and had been known as a genius since he was a child.

According to the template, Liu Lei should belong to a certain god, the kind of protagonist in Tomato's pen.

Since childhood, he has a good talent, a good family, is smart, and learns everything quickly.

The exercises that others learn in a year, Liu Lei can learn in one day, and everywhere he goes, he is the focus of everyone, and he has rampaged all the way to the saint level.

This kind of super genius with a background, heels, and a future is very different from a mud leg.

The most obvious thing is that compared with those protagonists who are bitter and hateful, Liu Lei's self-cultivation is very good.

There is no way to be bad, genius is always the focus, and at the beginning of Liu Lei's rise, it was the hope of the sect.

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

Later, after the success of martial arts, Liu Lei created the Bounty Hunter Guild, and his own style did not change much, and in general he still tended to be decent.

And in addition to the Bounty Hunter Guild, Liu Lei himself has another sect, that is, the Amazing Martial Arts Sect inherited from his home world.

In the Amazing Martial Arts Sect, although there are not as many masters as the Bounty Hunter Guild, there are also two saint-level existences. In addition to the peak of the saints, President Liu himself, who is a martial artist, the masters of the two forces combined, are not much better than the desolate world.

After all, in the desolate world, in addition to Hongjun Ancestor, there are only six saint-level existences.

With such strength, although I dare not say that I am invincible, it is enough to suppress the ordinary origin world. Similar to the world of the gods, the origin world where only one saint exists, is like a plate of dishes.

"Hmph, it seems that our elders are still the template of winners in life!" After sending President Liu Lei away, Wu Ming knew what it was to be unconvinced.

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

Shaking his head, he continued his retreat and returned to the life of Gujing Wubo again.

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

As for the world of the gods, it has now been completely occupied, and a veteran quasi-saint who has made great contributions to the guild and has no way forward has exchanged the tablet of fate for the control of the world and has become the guardian of the world of the gods.

Within a few hundred years, Wu Ming had grasped two percent of the income and began to provide him with a steady stream of cultivation resources.

Retreat ascetics are boring, especially when the flow of time is different.

The resource delivery once every 100 years, put on Wu Ming is once every 100 million years, and it has become his first choice to relieve boredom.

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

"See Lord Castle." Outside the City Lord's Mansion, two immortal-level guards saluted respectfully to Wu Ming.

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

"Buzz..."The vibration of the space was like a ripple of water, but the city's guardian circle was not alarmed.

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

"Boom!"

With a roar, a silver-white battleship appeared over the city.

Wu Ming was a little dumbfounded, and really let him say it right, it was really a technology warship, no wonder the fluctuations in space were so drastic.

"Is it the City Lord of Wu Ming?"

The 10,000-meter battleship hovered in mid-air, and a robot flew out of it and said, "I am the delivery man of the Skynet World, and I have already sent you the A-class 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, the delivery time is today, the person who placed the order is the headquarters of the Bounty Hunter Guild, and the money has already been given." ”

Today is the day to send him resources, the resources are not seen, and the space battleship sees one.

Wu Ming instinctively sensed that this should be a resource sent by the headquarters, but what he wanted was a cultivation resource, and this spaceship was a bit out of the way.

"Did you receive the spaceship, this is a good thing, the scientific and technological crystallization of the Skynet world, I specially got it for you."

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

Looking at the secret words sent by the system, Wu Ming didn't have much interest, and said helplessly: "God King, what is this thing for, I don't need it!" ”

"Yes, how could it not be?"

The Saru God King was very interested, as if he was a part-time salesman, and chattered: "The A-class spaceship of the Skynet World corresponds to the Immortal Dao World, which is a quasi-saint-level super spaceship. Your spaceship has also undergone special improvements, and in the face of ordinary S-class, it is not without the power to fight. Do you understand what this means, even if I personally took action, it would take a few days to break through the ship's defenses, and you took advantage of it. ”