There was chaos around, there was no up and down, left and right, no time passed, I don't know how long it took, Mo Chen felt the existence of his body again.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a dark night, and near Mo Chen's eyes was a house, leaning against a tree on his back.

Looking at the scene in front of him, isn't it the scene where Feng Yuankun was besieged last night. All these years down. Mo Chen had long been accustomed to entering the dream realm, and at this time, he couldn't even have a trace of turmoil in his heart.

Listening to the footsteps gradually approaching behind him, Mo Chen walked out from behind the tree with an expressionless face, standing still and not moving. Then Feng Yuankun suddenly shouted, "What person" seemed to be thrown with lime powder, covering his eyes with one hand and shining in front of him with the other. Then he was struck in the chest by a black light. Everything that followed was like a repeat of last night, but Mo Chen didn't participate in it from beginning to end, but Feng Yuankun still fell to the ground with blood spraying from his throat as if he was attacked by a dagger after being plotted by Zhang Shi and the others. Seeing that several people fled the scene after Li Hu finished mending the knife, Mo Chen secretly counted down in his heart

"3,2,1" Then Feng Yuankun on the ground slowly turned into a slowly drifting mist of light and disappeared, and the blood stains and other traces on the ground also disappeared, and then the mist appeared out of thin air, slowly outlining Feng Yuankun's standing figure. Then he shouted again, protecting his eyes with one hand and the front glow with the other, and then Li Hu jumped out again and shot a black light with the slingshot in his hand........

Although he had seen similar scenes countless times, Mo Chen couldn't help but sigh. Why are other traversers all portable systems, portable grandfathers, portable spaces, or something after crossing over, how come they become casual dreams when they get here? Strictly speaking, this dream space can be regarded as a kind of portable space, right? But Mo Chen doesn't want this! What's the use of such a dream? Watching a group of NPCs repeat the same drama?

Sighing again, Mo Chen raised his feet and prepared to go out and find a place to spend time. Inadvertently swept over Feng Yuankun, who was swinging his fist in front of him, and sighed lightly,

Before Feng Yuankun threw his fist, it was unusual for his chest to rise and fall sharply. Could it be a mental method that cooperates with breathing? My heart moved, and I was about to observe it carefully, and at this time, the plot had already progressed to the part where my throat was cut. There was no way, Mo Chen had to wait for the next reincarnation. As soon as Feng Yuankun appeared this time, Mo Chen hurriedly walked in front of him to take a closer look, but when he saw Feng Yuankun covering his eyes with one hand, he suddenly reacted and shouted:

"Oops!" Immediately after that, he saw a palm with a surging heat, and the fast Mo Chen didn't have time to react at all. I only felt a sharp pain in my chest, and as soon as my eyes went dark, the whole person fell into darkness.

Then there was chaos again.

I don't know how long it took, but after another trance, Mo Chen woke up.

Thinking about what happened last in the dream, Mo Chen couldn't help but shake his head. It's really been a long time since I've experienced it, and I've almost forgotten it, and I'll be hurt in my dreams. This is actually very easy to understand, since you can feel the wind blowing, the wetness of the water, and even the ups and downs in the dream, then you will naturally feel pain, injury, and even death. But there's nothing about dying in a dream, it's just that you'll wake up after the dream.

It's just that Mo Chen still has a doubt, it stands to reason that dreams can't reflect what he doesn't know. Even if he thinks about it now, Mo Chen can't remember how Feng Yuankun breathed when he was boxing, how could it appear in the dream? Could it be that he saw it at the time, but he was too nervous at the time, and he just wanted to kill him and escape quickly, so he subjectively ignored it, but subconsciously he still knew it. Thinking about it this way, this dream still has some functions that I have neglected.

Lying on the bed and thinking for a while, there was no receipt, Mo Chen got up and got out of bed. Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon at this time. In addition to Mo Chen, there were also Qian San and Li Hu in the house, and the two of them were lying on the bed and sleeping Zhengxiang. It seems that Zhang Shi and the others don't plan to come back until the evening.

I opened the door and walked out of the house, watched the sun in the sky gradually sink in the west, and confirmed the time. Mo Chen walked back to the house to wake up the two of them, and went to the dining hall to eat together.

The dining hall is located at the back of all the rooms and looks very spacious. At this time, the gate was wide open, and all people in green clothes came in and out. The three of them walked inside. In front of me is an entire lobby, which is not separated by a partition wall, and looks even larger. At the back was a long wooden counter, behind which were a few people dressed in gang clothes, but the gray color kept bringing out trays and putting them on the wooden cabinet for the people in front of them to use. There were tables on both sides of the counter, on which many people were already eating, some people had already gotten up after eating, and there were also people in gray clothes who were cleaning up the mess and cleaning.

These gray men are all members of the gang's periphery, and they usually do chores in various industries under the gang. After all, the Golden Scale Gang is one of the two largest gangs in Tuanhe County, and it can develop to this scale. Naturally, it is impossible to rely on protection money to sustain themselves like a hooligan gang. Gangs like this generally have their own set of industries. In addition to the water income of the old bank of the Water Gang, the Golden Scale Gang also opened gambling houses, restaurants, inns, medicinal herb shops, pawnshops and even green buildings in the county. Generally, members of formal gangs are mostly watchers in these places and do not participate in buying and selling. Then people need to do these chores, except for the shopkeeper, who has the right to recruit a certain number of names, the others are sent from the peripheral members recruited by the gang every year.

If Mo Chen and the others hadn't been assigned the task by the king's steward at that time, they could only do things like these people. However, after the peripheral members have accumulated a certain amount of qualifications, they can also have the opportunity to become full members, but they will definitely waste a lot of time, and they may live like this for the rest of their lives.

Mo Chen and the three of them walked to the counter to get the tray and found an empty table to sit down. The dishes in the tray are uniform, a bowl of white rice, a plate of green vegetables, a plate of meat vegetables, and a bowl of broth with oil floating on it. The meals were simple but generous.

"This meal is really good, just having such a meal every day is better than what we used to have" Li Hu said inarticulate while eagerly picking up the rice in his mouth.

"If we don't want to be prosperous, we will try our best to come in at a big risk, and with Mo Ge'er's cleverness, we will only mix better in the future" Qian Sandao on the side.

Mo Chen smiled slightly, and continued: "It's too early to say this, go back after eating early, and see what clues Zhang Shi and Li Ling have collected today before making plans." ”

These official gang members are no better than others, and those who can come in are probably either like Mo Chen and others who have completed the task test, or they have family members serving in the gang. Mo Chen and the others had just arrived, so they naturally had to be careful and low-key, so as not to cause any trouble.

After eating, Mo Chen took the two of them back to their residence, and when the sun set and the sky gradually became dark, Li Ling and Zhang Shi returned one after another.

Then the two told some news, such as the fact that this early spring academy recruits young people who are about fifteen years old and have initially developed their bodies, and those who have stayed up for time and qualifications to become official members have other arrangements. For example, in two days, formal training will begin to teach basic martial arts, which will last for a month. During this period, the gang will provide the decoction needed to practice martial arts, and after a month, basically everyone can step into the most basic Peiyuan realm, and then the gang will divide you into one place, and there are very few people who can stay in the gang headquarters to do things, and after that, the cost of practicing will need you to figure it out by yourself. There are also some new people's identity backgrounds, and the complex relationships between them.

As for where the two of them went today, what they did, and who they asked for news. They didn't say, and Mo Chen didn't ask.

In this way, Mo Chen's first day of life when he joined the gang passed.