In order to prevent someone from sneaking up while sleeping, Fang Xing directly found a big tree surrounded by several people, and dug a hole in the tree for himself with a sharp hand axe.

After a simple expansion, Fang Xing went directly to rest in the tree hole.

Because of the talent of a martial arts genius and the ten-point innate root bone physique, Fang Xing had fully recovered after only two or three hours of sleep.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

After a difficult first night, many people are complaining about the hardships of last night.

People who live in the metropolis all year round can't stand the noisy insect chirping outdoors, and even if they are not attacked by wild animals at night, few people can sleep peacefully.

However, Bai Feiyan seems to be resting well.

When he got up in the morning, he gave Fang Xing a fruit, saying that it was to thank Fang Xing for his help.

I also made a special note that this is the sweetest one that was just born this morning.

Other than that.

Bai Feiyan also said that today someone finally exchanged these fruits with him, and he can be regarded as starting to be self-reliant.

Fang Xing congratulated him.

Bai Feiyan also replied with a smiling face.

The relationship between the two seems to have become harmonious after last night.

There is no feeling of being ignored before.

Fang Xing took out the water, washed his face briefly, and then ate the fruit sent by Bai Feiyan.

"Well, it's still a good time to be early."

"It's better than the one I delivered last night."

In the dark forest, there was still a thin mist.

The figures of the carrion moving around them also became very few, and they looked even more lifeless than yesterday.

"I can't stay here any longer, I have too little experience."

"It's time for a change of place."

Fang Xing opened the public chat group and began to ask others about suitable training places.

There are tens of thousands of people in each area, and although the others don't have as powerful talents as Ye Tian, they also have some ordinary talents, and it is no problem to at least identify a monster level.

[Everyone, who knows the relatively high-level monster area around? 】

As soon as Fang Xing spoke, the entire group chat became lively.

Many people began to greet each other in the group and greeted Fang Xing.

[Big guy Fang Xing got up early, did you eat it? ] 】

[Guy Fang Xing is early, do you have to work so hard just when you get up? ] 】

[The big guy is the big guy, fight for every minute of leveling time. 】

[A more advanced monster area? I don't even dare to go to the second-level monster area......]

[I remember someone said yesterday that the monster level of the place where the goblins are located is quite high. 】

[Goblins should not go there, they are outnumbered, and many people died yesterday. 】

[Big man, I know that there is a place in the north of the Dark Forest, and there are fourth-level pythons in that swamp. 】

[Come on, it's hard to walk an inch over there, take three steps and a pit, and the environment is more dangerous than monsters.] 】

Along with everyone's discussion, the suitable leveling places in various places were also told.

Some people even began to draw a rough map of the monster level distribution by taking advantage of the places that everyone said.

The birthplace of everyone is basically the location of first- and second-level monsters.

The limits of exploration now are basically within the territory of level four or five monsters.

Further up, it's basically unknown.

Fang Xing had been silently peeking at the screen, only asking a question occasionally when he had questions.

In the end, Fang Xing determined the direction he was heading.

Southwest of the Dark Forest, the Goblin Cluster.

Goblins' combat power is relatively chaotic, and there are goblins of all levels.

As for the method of determining a goblin, it is also very simple.

Goblins have a strict hierarchy and can be judged by their attire.

Tier 1 goblins don't wear anything.

Those who can tie a piece of cloth around their waist are second-level goblins.

Those who have pants to wear are level 3 goblins.

Those with fur draped over their bodies are level 4 goblins.

As for the fifth level or even the fifth level and above, they carry bone ornaments on their bodies.

Goblins often go out en masse, and if they're not careful, they'll get caught in a siege.

Fang Xing thought about it.

Are you afraid of being surrounded by ordinary mobs now?

Not afraid at all!

It also saves you the trouble of finding faults!

"In that case, let's brush it!"

"This can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

Fang Xing had made up his mind, and immediately jumped down from the tree.

The bonus of the acquired agility at twenty o'clock made Fang Xing run rapidly in the mountains and forests, and even some beasts couldn't catch up with the figure of the upper line.

Coupled with the talent of wind affinity, Fang Xing will always have a wind as his help when he acts.

It's really windy under your feet!

Coming out of the dark forest to the gathering area of the goblins, Fang Xing ran non-stop for a full hour.

When you officially step into this area.

A strange chirping sound reached Fang Xing's ears.

Fang Xing followed the sound and walked towards a bush, and saw an indescribable scene.

A human corpse was crushed by a goblin with a stone knife, blood and a few dead heads hanging from a nearby stake, and a tattered school uniform and other clothes stacked aside.

Several goblins reached out to untie their loincloths, then tore a pair of blood-stained jeans and used them as new loincloths.

A student ID card fell out of his pants, and there was a young man's youthful smiling face on it.

The goblin took one look and casually threw his student ID into the fire.

It seems that a fresh life has quietly disappeared into this world, leaving only a pinch of dust.

The goblins, who were smashing the corpses, yelled at the other goblin scum, and several goblins threw the corpses into a cauldron of boiling water, and the water in the pot instantly turned red.

A goblin brought a spoon, scooped the bloody soup out of the pot, and took a sip.

Then turn around and talk to the other goblins.

It seems to be saying.

Tastes good.