Just after noon, more than a dozen teams took to the streets at the same time.

More than a dozen powerful nobles in the city set off at the same time and led the team to the shrine of the White Bone King.

Most of these teams were made up of folk men, carrying large amounts of tribute, with only a small number of elite samurai guarding them on either side.

What the more than a dozen nobles didn't know was that among the people in their ranks, there were already more than a dozen chosen ones who were ready to attack and kill the White Bone King.

Time went back more than two hours, and after determining the idea provided by Xu Lin, Jiang Ningyuan and the others immediately set off and gathered the chosen ones who had been discovered.

In the process, some people naturally refused to cooperate, but under the deterrence of several people, the whole operation could be regarded as smooth.

In less than half an hour, a total of twenty-seven chosen ones were gathered.

After some friendly negotiations, everyone agreed to the plan of action.

The twenty-seven selected people, plus Jiang Ningyuan and eight others, were divided into two parts.

A total of eighteen of the strongest chosen ones blended into the ranks of the people who went to pay tribute in various ways, and the remaining seventeen followed far behind the team, ready to respond at any time.

And the target chosen by the infiltrated team is also particular, and among the more than ten nobles, the power is enough to rank in the top three.

The reason why the weak nobles are not chosen is because the other party is likely to not even be able to enter the shrine, and because of their own weakness, they may encounter some trouble on the way to pay tribute.

The reason why the strongest nobles are not chosen is because there are likely to be masters in their ranks, and because the goal is too obvious and will be stared at by other nobles.

So choosing a team that is strong enough, but not the strongest, is undoubtedly the best choice for them.

However, just in case, these eighteen people could not all stay in one team, they were divided into three parts, and they were mixed into the second to fourth strongest teams.

In this way, if you encounter any unexpected situation later, you can also cooperate with each other.

In a short time, more than a dozen teams of nobles paying tribute had already left Chong Yucheng and walked on the avenue in order of their own strength.

Incidentally, perhaps because of the background of the times, or because these nobles only cared about fighting for power or enjoying rights, the official roads for people to walk on were not only narrow, but even soft yellow earth.

Not to mention the potholes when you step on it, some places are even drilled by gophers, and when the ox cart passes, the wheels are directly trapped in the dirt, and it often takes a lot of effort to push them out.

This alone made it impossible for these teams to increase their speed, and after walking for two or three hours, when they turned around, they could still clearly see the walls of the city.

Seeing this scene, a group of Chosen One seriously doubted that at the current rate, they would not have to go for several days, right?

So, on the fifth day......

"Don't these guys know the truth that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads?"

An uncle with a stubble stubble squatted on the side of the road, holding a bowl of buckwheat in his hand and sighed.

Hearing this, Jiang Ningyuan, who was also squatting on the side, couldn't help but sigh.

This was the fifth day of their departure from Oki Yuki, but they had only walked dozens of miles, and this distance could only be completed in a day at most.

"I guess it's almost there, I heard the leading samurai say that if you go around the hill in front of you, you can reach the shrine of the White Bone King."

Hanyu Kagura sat directly on the grass, holding the buckwheat paste as he spoke, and he looked like he was eating it very sweetly.

Subconsciously looked at the yellow sticky object in the wooden bowl, Jiang Ningyuan was really hard to swallow, and together with the uncle with stubble on the side, took advantage of no one's attention and put it into the storage space of the crystal jewelry.

He'd rather chew a bar that doesn't taste like wax than eat it!

"Last night, three guys couldn't help it and quietly left the team."

Looking around, Jiang Ningyuan sighed, and then said in a low voice.

It's not that these three selectors are afraid of death, but they really can't stand the progress of the team, mainly because they can't bear the hardships here.

Even if it's just a D-class selector, in the overworld, you don't talk about calling for wind and rain, but at least material comforts are indispensable.

Whether you are alone or join a certain team, you can already enjoy things that are difficult for millionaires to enjoy.

Naturally, it is difficult to endure the hardships at this time.

"Hmph, I can't endure any hardship, and I still want to be a strong man?"

Uncle Hu said with disdain: "That is, they are still following the team, otherwise I will just go over and slap the mud one by one!" ”

He looked a little angry, in addition to not being able to see the actions of the three people clearly, he also had the anger of 'labor and management are suffering here, but you didn't do anything to run away'.

Looking down at the grass clippings and mud on his body, he suddenly felt angry in his heart.

But fortunately, in addition to these three chosen ones, there were also many ordinary people who escaped, but they didn't attract too much attention, otherwise it would really lead to a hidden failure because of this kind of move, and Uncle Hu was not the only one who was angry.

"Hold on a little longer, when you clear this independent space, will you have any enjoyment after returning to the Overworld?"

Hanyu Kagura snorted twice, but it was hard to see anything different in his eyes.

On the contrary, Jiang Ningyuan always felt that this guy was enjoying it a little......

"Brother, my name is Hu Dagang, what's your name?"

Quietly eating a bite of beef jerky hidden in the palm of his hand, Uncle Hu suddenly asked.

Although in the past five days, several people have stayed in the same team, but they have not communicated much with each other, so naturally they don't know each other's names.

Hearing this, Jiang Ningyuan pondered for a while, and then also informed his name.

It's just that when Hu Dagang asked about Hanyu Kagura, he randomly arranged a code name, after all, the latter's name is still very well-known in the territory of the neon country.

Hanyu, First Family, Kendo Genius, Future S-Class, Kagura.

After a short rest, the procession of more than a dozen nobles set off again, and a samurai urged many people with disgusted eyes, driving them to carry tribute on their shoulders and pull ox carts on.

Some of the men were full of walking, or if they were too strong to do so, they would be whipped by these warriors, and every now and then a wail could be heard.

In fact, in the past five days, more than a dozen people have been smoked alive or similar, and their bodies have been thrown on the side of the road at will.

"These things that kill a thousand knives, if it weren't for the task, labor and management would directly slap him in the mud."

Hu Dagang resisted the impulse, muttered a few times and suddenly sighed: "Although I know that these are all created by rules, and they are not real lives, they just make people look unpleasant......"

When Jiang Ningyuan heard this, the light in his eyes flashed imperceptibly.