The wasteland is mysterious, and there are many statements about its origin.

Some people say that in ancient times, among the monsters, a terrible existence fell, and the body turned into wasteland.

Some people also say that the wasteland was originally one of the forbidden zones of life. Later, the war between humans and monsters broke through it, and thus fell apart and became what it is now.

Some people also say that the earliest wasteland was originally a cage created by human power.

"Cage!" Wang Qiong's expression changed slightly, and he was extremely sensitive to this statement.

He had two mysterious iron pieces on him, and they were surrounded by the power of taboos. They also said that they were suppressed in a cage.

Each cage is separated from each other and hidden in various parts of the world, which is extremely mysterious.

His reverse scale blade was able to be refined because it absorbed the black lightning of the No. 73 iron sheet.

This made Wang Qiong instinctively associate.

"You must pass through the space magic array when entering the wasteland, but its coordinates are almost always changing, so it is easy to come in, but it is difficult to go out." Mr. Du said in a deep voice.

"So, some people speculate that this was originally a cage, and it was not like letting the people inside out."

"Can't you go out? What are you kidding?"

Before Wang Qiong could say anything, the fat man exploded first. His eyes widened and almost jumped onto the donkey.

This kind of ghost place has no spiritual energy and no food yet. Even if it does not turn into a monster, it will starve to death.

If they really can't go out, according to the current situation, there will be no need for the Palace of Light to take action within half a month, and they will all go to see the ancestors and clans.

"Young man, I can't hold my breath at all!" Mr. Donkey glanced at him and his hooves rubbed against the gravel.

The fat man shrank his neck and his voice suddenly became weaker.

"Master Donkey, it seems that you have been here. Is there any way to go out?" Wang Qiong winked, came over and said with a smile.

"In the wasteland, there are indeed forces who have mastered the way to get out, but the price is too high." Mr. Donkey nodded.

"Hmm?" Wang Qiong was stunned and then showed a strange look.

There is still power in this kind of ghost place?

Survival has become a problem, let alone practice. What kind of force can a group of mobs form?

Besides, since you have mastered the way to get out, why do you still stay in such a ghost place?

"The price of sending someone out is too high." Master Du saw Wang Qiong's thoughts and said.

"For many outlaws, once they adapt to the law of survival here, the wasteland is a paradise for them, and they are the king here, the ultimate pleasure, the ultimate madness, and there is no rule to bind them..."

"Besides, not all of the wasteland are dangerous."

Speaking of this, Mr. Du grinned and smiled: "There are still good things you can't imagine here."

"What good thing?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

“Purification pool!”

"What is that?" Wang Qiong was stunned for a moment.

"It can purify the meat of infected monsters." Mr. Donkey licked his mouth and said.

"The purified monster meat is a treasure. It can greatly stimulate the body, improve the quality of fire, and consume it for a long time. Some people can even awaken new superpowers or allow the original superpowers to evolve."

Wang Qiong was stunned.

He didn't expect that such a huge opportunity would be hidden in such a ghost place.

The purified monster meat can activate the fire!?

No wonder some people are willing to enter such a ghost place. Even if they do not have spiritual energy, their purified monster meat can be improved rapidly, and even gain various incredible abilities.

"Good thing! If you can bring this kind of meat out..." Wang Qiong's eyes shone and his mind became active.

"Old Wang, it seems that we are going to regain our old career." The fat man also saw the great value of this monster meat, and his eyes were full of yearning and desire.

His dream is to monopolize the slaughtering industry in the world, open the largest butcher shop, and sell the most complete and best monster meat.

Wang Qiong is his best partner.

However, Wang Qiong devoted himself to his practice and had no interest in the fat man's dream.

But now it’s different. How much benefit can this purified monster meat get? How many masters can be cultivated? How many forces can it affect?

This is no longer just a business in the butcher shop industry, and the huge chain of interests generated is simply unimaginable.

"I've got rich!" Wang Qiong was gradually happy.

The wasteland provides monster meat, which is much more valuable than the Liushen mosquito repellent water and the restoration of old beast bones.

The latter brought him wealth at most.

However, once he mastered this kind of monster meat, besides wealth, Wang Qiong can cultivate a large number of masters, which are completely under his command.

No matter which era, absolute force is the guarantee of everything.

This is the foundation of the foundation.

Even if he masters such resources, he can bargain with major forces.

After all, for any force, cultivating junior talents is always the top priority. It can activate the fire, improve qualifications, and strengthen the power... In the face of such temptation, no one will not be moved.

This is a real benefit, not a vain connection and favor.

At critical moments, it would be too unreliable to pin your hopes on those connections and relationships.

But interests are different. Once bound by interests, those forces must obediently become Wang Qiong's help.

"I like this place a little bit." Wang Qiong grinned.

"A great cause will definitely follow the arrangement of fate. Lao Wang, this is your fate... Our butcher shop will surely bloom everywhere." The fat man laughed.

"You're right, the butcher shop is also very prosperous..."

Wang Qiong recognized the Fatty's dream for the first time.

"Have you finished your daydream?"

Master Du couldn't bear to see it anymore, and a cold snorted, pulling the two back to reality.

Now that the remaining food can't last for three days, these two people actually dream of monopolizing the meat of wasteland monsters and dominating the world.

The only way to leave the wasteland is mastered by a few forces, and sending one person costs a huge price.

It is not realistic that Wang Qiong wants to send out the purified monster meat in batches.

Master Lu's words brought Wang Qiong back to reality.

He felt hot. It would be a pity if he didn't eat such a large piece of fat.

Once this business is really done, not to mention being able to fight against the Palace of Light, at least he is no longer a rootless duckweed. His foundation has been built and will not be easily shaken.

"Master Donkey, you are proficient in space magic arrays, don't you have any way?" Wang Qiong asked without giving up.

Master Du shook his head: "There is no way. This world has no spiritual energy, and it is impossible to establish a space magic array at all."

Wang Qiong was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

The magic circle is operated with spiritual energy as nutrients. Without spiritual energy, it is naturally impossible to establish.

In fact, many methods of monks need to rely on spiritual energy.

Just like Wang Qiong's dragon and elephant explosion, it is the spiritual energy within the range of absorption and generates power through its own fission.

In the wasteland, his dragon and elephant explosion was useless.

"What if there is spiritual energy?" Wang Qiong's expression was moving and asked a question.

Master Du gave him a blank look and said, "If there is sufficient spiritual energy, I can build a stable space magic array so that you can enter and exit freely."

"Really?" Wang Qiong's eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, his heart was beating wildly, his blood was surging, and a bold idea arose in his heart.
Chapter completed!