The dark web is indeed a lawless place!

When Han Lang left the virtual warehouse and returned to the room, his heart was full of emotion.

Originally, Han Lang thought that those illegal drugs and slaves, and the arms trade were already a darker transaction on the dark web, but now that he saw the battlefield of flesh and blood, Han Lang suddenly realized that the dark web was by no means as simple as it seemed at first glance.

Han Lang wanted to discuss with Zong Wudao about the death live broadcast, but he still held back.

Although Han Lang kept calling him Teacher Zong Wudao, Zong Wudao was never Han Lang's real teacher, just a title to express closeness.

Han Lang was afraid that he would accidentally anger him, after all, it was not easy to have such an unfathomable alien to help him, if it wasn't for Zong Wudao, Han Lang might not be able to contact the deeper dark world on the dark web for the rest of his life.

"Zong Wudao said that Death Live is the second layer of the dark web, will there be a third layer?" Han Lang thought with interest in his heart.

Shaking his head, Han Lang had been delayed for a long time in the live broadcast of death, and now it was late at night, it was time for him to work again, medicines, equipment, and watching the live broadcast of death, all of which cost star coins, and the thirteen,000 star coins harvested from compiling the drug index every month were Han Lang's only income, and he couldn't delay.

The level increase not only brought about the growth of the source power, but also brought wisdom to Han Lang, his time for compiling the drug index was now controlled in one and a half hours, which was unimaginable in the past, plus it took an hour and a half to collect supplementary data, Han Lang only needed to work for three hours a day, which was much easier than in the past.

After compiling the index, Han Lang asked Zong Wudao three questions as usual, it seems that the relationship between him and Han Lang is improving, in the past, Zong Wudao always answered Han Lang in the simplest language, and now he will add a few more explanations, as if he is afraid that Han Lang will not understand.

"All in all, your ability is super immunity, and you are destined to fight with others in the future, you read that right, I never emphasize the importance of technology, technology is very important, but technology can be practiced through repeated training, and will and momentum can not be practiced by staying at home, you need to go to the battlefield and participate in those bloody battles!"

"Whether it's extreme cold cultivation or death live broadcast, in fact, there are factors that train your willpower as a warrior, a real warrior must have a true qi in his chest, even if he dies on the battlefield one day, this true qi in his chest cannot be dispersed! To that extent, you have to be a true warrior! It is possible to stand at the real peak! ”

"Of course, at this stage, it is more important to cultivate in the extreme cold, after all, you have inherited other people's superpowers, if you don't thoroughly develop the source power left by your predecessors, you are not only irresponsible to yourself, but also irresponsible to this warrior who has been passed on to you."

"People have fought horses all their lives, fought on the battlefield, and in the end they didn't leave anything, they left a crystal, and now the crystal is taken by you as your own, but you can't reach the height of your predecessors, this is a waste, it's not like words!"

"You can enter the water at minus 20 degrees tonight, it's better to take a source kinetic energy, I believe in Kuroko's technique, there will be no problem with his medicine, for the sake of insurance, the zero degree pleasure pill must also be prepared, if you really can't hold it, take it."

"As for your cultivation progress, I don't care, the key is that you have to enter that desperate state of struggle, as long as you enter that state, no matter what you cultivate, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and no matter what you cultivate, you can open up your potential, understand?"

Han Lang hurriedly said, "I understand, thank you for your advice." ”

"Get out, it's taken me so much to talk so much, if it weren't for the sunspot's face, I wouldn't be too lazy to take care of you!" Zong Wudao never forgot to teach Han Lang a few words in the end, this is the usual practice.

In fact, Han Lang could clearly feel that there was still some concern in his lesson, of course, Zong Wudao's hard-mouthed existence has always used the night black as an excuse.

There is another thing that Han Lang didn't tell him, which is about superpowers.

Zong Wudao always thought that Han Lang's ability was super immunity, but in fact it wasn't, Han Lang was a dark extinction that was many times more powerful than super immunity, but now that Zong Wudao had formed a formula in his brain, if Han Lang told him now that he was a dark extinction ability, he didn't know if it would annoy Zong Wudao.

"I'd better tell him later." Han Lang thought about it and said to himself.

Cultivating, compiling drug indexes, and watching the live broadcast of death, Han Lang's life seems to be left with these three things.

His cultivation progress was quite good, he was able to increase an average of two hundred and thirty source power indices every week, and Zong Wudao also allowed Han Lang to enter colder waters every week to increase his cultivation intensity.

The changes that happened to Han Lang were obvious, after arriving at the base for a month, Han Lang became thinner than in the past, and the high-intensity cultivation took away the last bit of fat on Han Lang's body, making his body shape more standard, with broad shoulders and a slender waist, looking thin, but the muscles on his body were obvious.

It's another night of cultivation over, and the cultivation arranged by Zong Wudao for Han Lang is very distinctive, not asking for time, not asking for progress, only seeking the realm, as long as Han Lang can enter the realm of dying and struggling, it will be considered a success.

Some tired walked into the restaurant, it was still early, but the restaurant was full of people, many people still had heavy dark circles under their eyes, everyone didn't speak, they were all bowing their heads to eat, it was very different from when Han Lang first arrived at the base a month ago, at that time, every time he went to the restaurant, it was full of laughter and laughter, discussing all kinds of unreliable gossip.

And now, the atmosphere of the base always makes Han Lang feel depressed, as if suddenly everyone doesn't like to speak.

"Or do you want to eat meat buns?" The cafeteria lady asked with a smile when she saw Han Lang.

"Well, just a big cup of hot chocolate." Han Lang added.

"Why do you like meat buns so much? I don't think the meat buns I make are enough for you to eat yourself. The cafeteria lady joked with Han Lang.

Han Lang said: "That's not because of my aunt's good craftsmanship, I have never eaten such a delicious meat bun outside, so I always can't eat enough." ”

"You kid!" The cafeteria lady smiled on her face, and when she was making the meat bun, she deliberately added several pieces of fatty pork belly with jujube red meat skin, and poured a large cup of sweet hot chocolate for Han Lang.

"Thank you, auntie." Han Lang took breakfast and was about to go back to his room to eat, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old soldier running out from the direction of the entrance of the ruins, wearing a full battle uniform and covered in blood.

"Doctor Zhivago! Hurry to the infirmary! Someone got hurt! The fighter shouted.

Dr. Zhivago, who was eating breakfast, threw half a bowl of soy milk on the table, grabbed his glasses, and rushed out of the dining room to the infirmary with the fighter.

A few seconds later, a tram came up from the direction of the ruins, and several soldiers rushed towards the infirmary with stretchers, the people on the stretcher looked seriously injured, their faces were pale, and they were bleeding all over the ground.

They whispered as they cleaned up.

"How many are these?"

"It's the third one today."

"It's really a crime, I don't know if I can survive, Director Li and they are also down there, they haven't come up for a long time, right?"

"That's not it, the attacking brigade has been down for half a month, and now even the people working on the ground are going crazy, and the pressure below can be imagined."