Guliu District.

Huayang Waste Recycling Station.

The two-meter-high gray and white fence is filled with wine bottles, cardboard boxes, cans, broken wooden boards and other miscellaneous items.

The narrow passage, which only passed side by side from three people, left many stains, as well as various water stains that could not be distinguished.

There is a complex and unpleasant smell in the air, and every dozen meters you walk will give you a new olfactory experience.

And in the green tin canopy at the end of the passage, among the piles of various waste products, there are dozens of terrifying monsters with hideous breaths.

They may be thin human heads with long hair fluttering and closed eyes.

Or a middle-aged uncle whose ribs are exposed and move like spider limbs.

Or a straight black girl with scarlet eyes on her face.

……

Or the shape of an octopus, the head of a sheep, the body of a deer, the toilet with sharp teeth, and other strange things that are not compatible with humans.

But no matter what the appearance is, all the weirdness is extraordinary, and the weakest can reach the white shirt level.

The strongest ones are middle-aged men with exposed ribs, a straight-edged girl with black eyes and a serrated toilet monster, all of whom have reached the level of red clothes.

But standing in the middle of all the weirdness, it was a yellow pages tumbler who presided over the party.

The height of the tumbler is only 20 centimeters, the whole is festive red, in the shape of the god of wealth, wearing a black gauze hat, smiling all over his face, holding a scroll in his hand, on which are written four golden characters.

Because of his relatively short stature, in order to let all the monsters on the scene see him.

He sat on the head of the long-haired man-headed monster.

The Human-Headed Monster's eyes were closed, and he had no opinion on this.

The tumbler also stood firmly on its head, not swaying from side to side.

As one of the few eccentrics who could speak directly, the God of Wealth Tumbler preached loudly in an extremely enthusiastic tone:

"Brothers and sisters present here, compatriots, since you are here, you must have received our prior notice.

Truth be told, not all of them are eligible for our notification.

You only have to look at your companions to know that all of them who can come here are the elite of our weird people.

Compared to those beasts who are delirious and only know how to fight and devour, you are excellent evolutionaries.

Not only do they retain a certain level of consciousness and can communicate with each other, but they are also very strong in battle.

And most importantly, you followed the instructions of the message and came here to complete the convergence.

Rejoice, my friends, you have taken the first steps towards success! A bright future is now at your feet! ”

Listening to the incendiary words of the God of Wealth tumbler, there was a commotion in the audience.

Immediately, the long-standing girl asked in a clear and watery voice:

"So, Mr. Tumbler, isn't it time to tell us the purpose of the meeting?"

The commotion at the scene suddenly stopped, and all the strange things looked at him.

The God of Wealth Tumbler smiled and said:

"Don't worry, since you were called over, it's definitely not okay to find an accident to tease everyone.

As you should know, I organized this party on behalf of the four adults: Mother Lane-sama, Dream Girl, Puppet-sama, and Eight-Armed Adult.

And what I'm going to say next will represent the will of the four adults.

Now, ten years have passed since the resurgence of the alien forces, and although we have many more companions, the human base is so large that the number of practitioners far exceeds ours.

Over the years, we have often heard about which Yellow Pages level has been killed, and which foreign land has been breached, but on the other hand, there are very few cultivators who have died under our hands, and most of them have degenerated into a degenerate seed by their own accord.

In the long run, it will be difficult for our weird race to come out.

In order to change this, the four adults decided to follow the example of human cultivators and form an organization of their own.

We're going to gather a group of sane and powerful monsters to be the initial members of the organization.

By joining the Order, you will not only be protected by the four Adults, but you will also be able to interact with many of your fellow Order.

In the future, when you go out hunting, you don't have to worry about being shouted and killed by the cultivators.

Even if you encounter an opponent who can't be solved, you don't have to flee in a hurry and be isolated as before.

You are all weirdos with a backstage, and your companions and the four adults in the organization will be your most solid backing.

And you, as the elders of the organization, will all have the power to recruit your subordinates.

The more you recruit, the stronger you are, and the more rewards the four adults give.

This is a power that belongs exclusively to the original members of the organization, and if you miss it, you will be gone. ”

As soon as the words of the God of Wealth Tumbler fell, the scene immediately resounded with a buzzing discussion.

Many voices and even spiritual ideas are constantly spreading at the scene, colliding with each other, exchanging and discussing:

"The opinions of the four adults are very reliable, we really need to set up an organization."

"Yes, I stole a child yesterday, and before I could eat it, I was killed by a passing cultivator who broke one of my legs, but fortunately I grew ten legs and didn't fall into his hands."

"Don't mention it, I was severely injured by the Wei Cang of the Civil Security Bureau in July, and my injuries have not completely recovered to this day, and I must take revenge when I join the organization!"

"I've had enough of stealing pigs to eat every day! I want to eat fresh humans! I'm going to eat a delicious nightclub girl! ”

"Ah, this, the nightclub girl smells very mixed, my brother hasn't eaten anything good, right? I'll take you to kindergarten for a good meal another day. ”

……

The field was noisy and buzzing.

Soon, the middle-aged man, who was one of the three major red-clothed grades, stood up on the spot.

When he saw him come forward, his voice immediately lowered, and soon turned silent.

The middle-aged man with exposed ribs looked at the God of Wealth tumbler and said slowly:

"I'm in favor of having our own organization, but there are still a lot of details that are worth discussing.

The first is the distinction of status.

Even if everyone is the initial member, the difference in strength is there, and it is impossible for both the white shirt level and the red shirt level to enjoy the same rights.

Second, what are the obligations of the organization to its members?

In what you just said, I only saw the rights, but not the obligations, and I should have made it clearer about the obligations, right?

Finally, there is the mutual aid mechanism of the organization.

I understand the idea of the four adults uniting and fighting for the living space of the human race, and I raise my hands in favor of this idea, but since the essence of the organization is mutual assistance, it is for self-protection and to prevent being hunted by cultivators, then this mutual aid mechanism has to be talked about properly.

As we all know, cultivators are now very powerful, and we have to sneak in if we want to eat people on weekdays to prevent them from being caught.

There are even some compatriots who spend a lot of time around the slaughterhouse and cemetery, and are accompanied by various diving spirits every day.

As predators, we shouldn't be so quiet, but the general trend is such that we have to restrain ourselves.

Now that we have formed a mutual aid organization, we can support each other and defend against foreign enemies, and the idea is indeed beautiful, but the problem also follows-

How do you make sure that you don't get surrounded by practitioners when you provide support?

How do you ensure that you won't be caught all by the cultivators?

How do you ensure that future gatherings are not leaked to the outside world? Is member information not being scraped by the outside world?

If you accidentally bump into a cultivator and hang up, it's fine, but if you hang up because of your own people's mistakes, then it's too stupid! ”

When the God of Wealth Tumbler heard these questions, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

It's good to have doubts, and it's good to have doubts, and if you have questions, people really want to join in.

However, before he could explain, the toilet seat was full of serrated toilet bowl seats as thick as lips, and he suddenly interjected:

"Lord Mother Lane, Lord Puppet, Lord Eight-Armed have become our top boss as the Black Shadow level, I don't have any doubts, but Dream Girl has only been promoted to the red-clothed level not long ago, why did she give us an order?"

As soon as this question came out, the surroundings were silent for a moment.

Although many strange things have never been explicitly stated, they also have a lot of complaints about it in their hearts.

Like humans, monsters are also respected for their strength.

On the premise of not experiencing actual combat, it is natural that whoever has a higher level will listen to whom.

The Redcoat class may be powerful, but it is not as intimidating as the Black Shadow class.

However, before the God of Wealth Tumbler could speak, the long-straight girl with a hundred eyes took the lead and reprimanded:

"You deserve to question the Dream Girl?

Don't look at everyone in red, but there is also a huge gap between the red-coat level and the red-coat level.

Not to mention that Dream Girls are generally active in dreams, which is difficult for outsiders to track and hunt.

In terms of the speed of promotion alone, according to the information I have, it took less than two months for Lord Dream Girl to become a red-clothed lady from her appearance.

You are an old toilet, it took several years to get to the level of red clothes, who gave you the guts to question the dream girl? ”

The toilet monster was silent.

There was another murmur around.

The middle-aged man with his ribs exposed suddenly asked:

"Speaking of this, it suddenly occurred to me that it is rumored that Lord Mu Lane has been being chased and killed by the Civil Security Bureau recently, and it is said that several of the sub-alleys below have died?"

Hearing this, the God of Wealth tumbler's eyes lit up.

The horse was robbed twice in a row, and this time I see who else dares to rob me!

Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house.

This steady and solemn footsteps not only interrupted the attention of the God of Wealth tumbler, but also attracted the attention of all the monsters on the scene.

Dozens of monsters all turned their heads to look at the doorway of the canopy.

In the darkness as deep as ink, a figure that was not burly slowly revealed.

"Human!"

"It's human!!"

When the monsters saw the blue knight outside, they immediately became agitated.

Many perennial monsters who devour pigs are drooling even more.

Immediately, a white-shirted person standing closest to the periphery could no longer hold back the desire in his heart, and rushed over with a roar.

Then I saw the figure in front of me raise its head slightly.

The moment the gaze came—

"Bang!"

It was as if a cannonball had landed in the field.

The octopus-shaped white-shirted class shattered instantly.

Countless sap wreckage splattered.

The shattering tentacles of the burst even pierced through several of the whiteshirts in the vicinity.

They watched as the huge hole in their body turned into black smoke in disbelief.

Seeing this scene, all the remaining monsters were as if they had been immobilized, and they didn't dare to move.

The Blue Knight walked forward step by step, unhurriedly, as if he were taking a walk.

As he approached, the temperature in the tin canopy swished straight down.

The invisible pressure enveloped all the weird hearts, gradually stacking, rising and rising, like those piles of waste next to them, crumbling, and collapsing at any time.

And just when the tense atmosphere on the field was about to completely collapse, the person suddenly spoke up and asked in a low tone:

"Do you see anyone coming to sell batteries for battery cars? VRLA battery, 48V12AH, item number 4812, brand Tianneng, overall dimensions 151X100X100, net weight 1 kg...... Did anyone know? ”

Su Mo looked at the dozens of strangely shaped monsters in the audience.

Suddenly smiled.

Talking to himself:

"What was I thinking? Most of the weirdos couldn't speak, and it was better to ask them than to ask a dog on the side of the road. ”

Su Mo's eyes quickly became indifferent:

"Well, then, it's useless to keep you."

The terrifying spiritual power suddenly gathered, turned into a giant palm, and slapped it on the spot.

"I'm going to vote—"

"Bang!"

The wind howled, and the incandescent lights on the roof swayed.

But there were a mountain of crumbling scrap piles all around, but none of them fell.

On the contrary, the dozens of monsters that were originally in the middle of the clearing almost all disappeared.

It was like a giant palm that turned into smoke and dust and dissipated, revealing the God of Wealth tumbler that was almost held down between his fingers.

There was silence all around, and the originally crowded scene was now empty.

The God of Wealth tumbler looked at this scene, his eyes were a little dull.

He never expected that the countless elite monsters that he had finally summoned were brought in.

It's all gone so abruptly?

"What were you talking about?"

Su Mo looked at him expressionlessly.

The God of Wealth tumbler's body shook violently, and he immediately recovered from his sluggishness.

Looking at Su Mo not far away, he was like seeing a terrifying demon god, his heart was filled with unprecedented horror, and he couldn't even speak for a while.

Su Mo's eyes flashed with a cold glow, and he said coldly:

"You said you stole my battery?"

The God of Wealth Tumbler was speechless in a hurry, and desperately shook his body from side to side on the ground.

Su Mo understood what he meant, and his eyes narrowed slightly:

"So you didn't steal it, what do you want to express?"

"I vote, I vote, I surrender!"

The God of Wealth Tumbler finally finished speaking, and the whole tumbler was relieved and came steadily.

"Surrender?"

Su Mo looked at him for a moment, and then asked:

"I didn't spare your life just now because you suddenly spoke up, but because you were the only special case among all the weirdos on the field who was not contaminated with blood, so how did you become Yellow Pages?"

"I, I, I woke up in the first year of the recovery of the alien force, and I continued to chase the alien force and yin qi for ten years, and then I barely stepped into the yellow pages level, the conscience of heaven and earth, I have never harmed anyone, so now I am only at the yellow pages level."

The wealth tumbler said busily, almost crying on the spot.

It's so hard, I've finally finished my sentence!

"Why didn't you hurt anyone?"

The wealth tumbler's mouth opened, wanting to make an excuse, but seeing Su Mo's pinprick gaze, he had to reply honestly:

“…… I fainted blood. ”

Su Mo thought for a while, raised his hand to leave a spiritual mark on him, and said in a condensed voice:

"I have already put a mark on you, for the sake of you not killing people in the past, I will spare your life today, but if you kill someone later, the brand will naturally take your life, I hope you will do it yourself."

As the words fell, Su Mo had already disappeared.

Seeing the empty scene, the wealth tumbler was like falling into a dream for a while, and his spirit was in a trance.

Qinghu City is too dangerous, and it must not stay, so labor and management will pack up their things and leave, and go to the treacherous alliance of horses!

……

Su Mo, who was flying in the night sky, his eyes flickered:

"There are still 42 recycling stations left."

"Aim to get it all done within an hour."

"That way we can have dinner before twelve."

As he was thinking, his gaze suddenly caught a familiar figure in the alleyway below.