"What does he mean?"

Zhang Jian and the provincial representative left quickly, leaving only Lu Muyang and the representative of P City, in a sense, the three of them are now tied together as grasshoppers.

If there is no future for the P-City server, none of them will be any better.

"What he means is that the trialists who have lost Cangwu City from the seventh level and entered the wandering and fleeing mode, in the eighth level, although many people have died, the living people have gained a lot without exception."

"By the way, my name is Wang Lei, and I am currently the contact person of the P-City Guardian Alliance, if there is any need for Head Wei in the future, as long as I can do it, I will definitely go to the soup and go to the fire!"

Got it, this is also a guy who doesn't enter the trial level, but chooses to stay on Earth, the Guardian Alliance?

Pretty good.

"Thank you, thank you, I was thinking, P5 Legion—"

"Don't think about it, don't even think about it, each of these trialists who died and was reborn in battle is expensive, and only some of the provincial key legions have a quota, and all the rest must be concentrated in the country to form a more powerful trialist corps, which is a real national team."

"Commander Wei, let me tell you, we are also really greedy, do you know what concurrent cultivation is, what I can reveal at the moment is that these people who have died in battle and are reborn can cultivate two mental methods at the same time, and the most awesome can cultivate three at the same time, Aoki, Zixia, and moving mountains."

"These people are all tailored for personal development by a supercomputing + expert team. The reborn who died in battle in the last level, in just one level, almost cultivated to Jiujiazi, dual professions! Awesome! ”

This Wang Lei said with emotion, the trial mechanism is too friendly to these people who have died in battle and are reborn, and they are simply used as their own sons.

"Understood, then on behalf of the P11 Legion, I'll donate some resources to the Guardian Alliance branch of our P City!"

Wei Cheng said generously, he now holds two cities in his hands, even if his vitality is greatly damaged because of the salary drawn from the bottom of the Floating Cloud Sect, but after three months of development, the financial resources are not ordinary.

"Yes, yes! Captain Wei really understands the righteousness, and like Captain Lu, he is the pillar of my P City server! ”

This contact person is very good at talking, and after praising Wei Cheng, he will also piggyback on Lu Muyang.

"Is this where the supplies are delivered?"

"Of course not, I also invite Head Wei and me to go to the yamen of the city government, we have a special process and mechanism."

"Well, then without further ado. Lao Liu, say hello and let everyone go to the yamen of the city government to donate materials. ”

Wei Cheng shouted.

Lu Muyang next to him laughed, "Isn't there a storage bag for Regiment Leader Wei yet?" ”

"What?" Wei Cheng was stunned, what does this have to do with the storage bag.

And Lu Muyang smiled and didn't speak.

Wei Cheng didn't take it seriously, and after a while, he boarded the car with Wang Lei, and behind, Liu Sui, Zhou Wu, and Bai Han organized and contacted the various teams of the P11 Legion.

The materials they were going to donate this time were a bit too much, and they couldn't fit in the Qiankun bags, so they were all scattered into the storage baskets of the trialists.

When he arrived at the yamen of the city government, Wei Cheng was warmly received again, and by the way, he also saw a large pile of materials donated by Lu Muyang on behalf of his loser Legion.

There are about 10,000 jars of osmanthus wine, 1,000 jars of Dahuang Lieyang wine, 100,000 tea eggs, 100 catties of air-dried meat, and so on.

At this time, there are three Guardian legions receiving supplies, because they also need to cultivate, and when the trialists are not on Earth, they rely on them to fight against the demons.

"Captain Wang, they're too much!"

As soon as he arrived here, one of Wang Lei's guardians rushed over to complain, but the spoils were unevenly distributed, and the three guardian legions were 30,000 people, and the little materials donated by Lu Muyang were obviously not enough, and the two sides fought directly.

The other two Guardian Legions relied on the boss here and grabbed some more, and the Guardian Legion in charge of Wang Lei was actually given a thousand jars of osmanthus wine less because of his absence.

It's too much!

"This little thing is going to make trouble! What kind of system, Captain Wei, let you see the joke! "Wang Lei is quite embarrassed.

Wei Cheng was about to say something, when suddenly the large square in front of the entire city government yamen was silent, and the guardians who were still noisy before widened their eyes one by one.

But it was Liu Sui, Zhou Wu, and Bai Han who each came with a team of 1,000 people, although they were not very uniform, but the problem was that they were all cultivators!

Inadvertently, or simply intentionally, it feels like a three-thousand-headed Tyrannosaurus rex in a parade.

Even Lu Muyang was stunned.

Not to mention the guardians who have only been six or seven Jiazi so far, they all tremble one by one without deterrence.

"Wei, Captain Wei, what does this mean?"

Wang Lei almost wanted to ask you if Wei Cheng was going to rebel?

Lu Muyang looked at Wei Cheng even more vigilantly, if you rebel, I can only look desperate.

"Donate materials, what, there are a lot of materials!"

"This is all a little bit of care from our P11 Legion, thank you to the brothers of the Guardian Legion for guarding our hometown in the rear, you have worked hard!"

Wei Cheng deliberately said loudly, he was really grateful to these guys who had given up the path of trials, whether they were cowards or not, but they really solved their worries.

Then everyone looked at him with a brush, and then looked at Liu Sui, Zhou Wu, and Bai Han from the Qiankun bag to take the materials out.

The Qiankun bag they used, second only to the one in Wei City, could hold 100,000 jars of osmanthus wine.

Looking at the mountains of wine jars in the square in a blink of an eye, the 30,000 guardians inhaled together, it's too scary!

But what was even more excessive was that the 3,000 people in the back, each of whom took out some supplies from his storage basket and quickly evacuated.

But this is far from the end, the P11 regiment of thousands of people is coming in batches under the intervention of street hunting.

Everyone didn't show off too much, so they came silently, put down the supplies, and left silently.

But the whole process had already shocked the 30,000 guardians.

And Wang Lei's immediate boss has already called the higher-level guardian department of the Union.

True, there are so many donated materials that they have no right to dispose of.

"Captain Wang, be a little careful."

Wei Cheng smiled slightly, and shook hands with Wang Lei, as well as the leaders of the other two Guardian Legions who came up with smiles on their faces.

There is no way, there are too many to give, and there are as many as one million jars of osmanthus wine alone!

I can't finish it at all, I can't finish it at all!

Wei Cheng was also very happy,

Cangwu City's inventory has finally been cleared.

Those supported breweries should be able to upgrade the production line of Shangma Dahuang Lieyang Liquor.

Everyone's happy!

"Commander Wei, thank you so much for the P11 Legion this time, by the way, the legion station has not been solved until now? This is definitely a mistake in our work! ”

"Don't worry, before this evening, it will definitely be arranged."

"The families of the P11 Legion trialists will be included in the list of key protection targets."

"That's what we're supposed to do, haha!"

Wei Cheng left in a praising scene, this kind of hello, I am good, everyone is good, he is still happy to do it.

And after him, Lu Muyang, who had been enduring a lot of hard work in the corner, immediately came to Wang Lei's side.

"Lao Wang, you can't use the 10,000 jars of Great Wilderness Burning Sun Wine donated by Wei Cheng this time, this is only effective for cultivation above Jiujiazi, you see that my P10 Legion just needs ——"

"There is no P10 legion anymore, there is no more!"

Wang Lei stated with an indifferent expression.

"But we still have more than 50,000 trialists, with an average strength of eight Jiazi, one hundred and twenty-four cultivators!"

Lu Muyang hurriedly said, it's too much, when Lao Tzu donated materials just now, what were your expressions, and what are your expressions now?

"Sorry, no way! We are the dogs of the house, you are wolves hunting outside, are you sure you are going to come and rob us? ”

Lu Muyang was speechless.

"Okay, I don't want the Great Wilderness Sun Wine, and I don't force the P-numbered legion, but my more than 50,000 people are a fact, your government can't even ignore this, otherwise Lao Tzu will also come back to be a dog to watch the house, do you think you can compete with me?"

"In any case, your government has to coordinate, when it comes to this ninth level, in case that Wei Dasha uses us as cannon fodder, where can we go to reason!"

"I demand the reorganization of the P11 Legion!"

(End of chapter)