When he walked into the village, Su Linger didn't find anything strange, and she didn't understand what Murong Qingcheng was afraid of.

At this moment, a few people hurriedly ran past next to him, and their conversation also came into Murong Qingcheng's ears.

"The newcomers are fighting again, and now there is fun again, where can I see it?"

"Well, I heard that there is something I cherish as a prize this time."

"Oh, what's it sounds mysterious."

"It seems to be another pill."

"Let's go and see what we see."

Murong Qingcheng took out two black cloaks from the ring and gave one to Su Ling'er and said, "Ling'er, take me to see." Murong Qingcheng's words were filled with a hint of fear.

"Okay." Although Su Ling'er didn't know why Murong Qingcheng was interested in fighting, she took Murong Qingcheng to the place where those people rushed. Su Ling'er was not afraid in this remote place. With her strength, it was difficult to have an opponent in such a place.

...

In the center of this remote village, hundreds of people are surrounded by a large square.

"You are all Doudi from the lower plane, but here I tell you that you are the bottom. Now you are starting to feel hungry, it doesn't matter. I have a divine pill called the Blood Recovery Pill in my hand. As long as you eat it, you can be as hungry as if you are in the lower plane. However, the pills are limited, and there are only ten places. Are you planning to risk your life alone to look for food under the noses of the monsters in the forest, or defeat your opponent and win the gift from our patriarch?" A thin man in the center of the square faced dozens of new Doudi from the surroundings.

"Pick up your weapons and kill the enemy. Whoever is the final winner can survive." The man continued to instigate.

Although the dozens of men around were dissatisfied with the man's actions, there was nothing they could do.

As the middle-aged man said, they have been in the Creation Continent for several days and have not replenished food. Originally, this was not at all in the lower plane. But here they have begun to have symptoms of ordinary people and must rely on food to replenish energy. They have teamed up to hunt monsters in the forest, but the price is often to pay the death of several companions to successfully kill monsters, but no one wants to be the dead.

The fields of the Creation Continent have been occupied by those who own families. Moreover, even if they want to farm, they cannot survive a year and a half. What's more, they are bullying others in the lower world. How many people know the technology of farming? Therefore, it is their best choice to join people with families.

However, almost new Doudi joined the Creation Continent every day, and even those big families could not recruit people every day. Therefore, they would only choose those strong people to join. As for the weak, they should die in the mouth of the monster or starve to death.

Even if there are a thousand new Doudi, they must take up their weapons and fight their enemies, but although this place is not as cruel as in the forest, they will die, because if you hit your opponent to the ground, you think he can't stand up, but at a critical moment, it is very likely to give you a knife from behind. Therefore, the battle here can be said to be a battle of life and death. But it is also a one-time battle. After all, after hunting a monster in the forest, you will continue to look for the next target after eating. However, if you join the family, the food will be provided by the family.

Looking at the bloody side of the field, Murong Qingcheng couldn't help but close his eyes, but opened them again.

"Do you still want to continue watching?" Su Ling'er said.

"Yes." Murong Qingcheng nodded, but Murong Qingcheng's face became extremely ugly.

On the square, Doudi fell one by one to the ground, stood up one by one, fell down again, and blood became the symbol of this place. Several people also withdrew with injuries in the middle.

In the end, only ten people stood on the field, but their bodies were full of blood, and there were their own and others. They looked at the man just now with a hint of fanaticism in their eyes.

"I won, give me food." At this moment, a fat man couldn't help but say.

"Yes, give us food." Someone echoed. They had been hungry for several days before the game, and now the game has exhausted all their strength.

The person in charge had a smile on his lips. These ten people were all good seedlings. If this continues, their family can choose stronger people from the geniuses from the lower plane. So why worry about not being strong in their family?

"Give them a blood recovery pill." The man said to the person behind him.

"Yes." A man came out from behind and gave a pill to the ten people. The ten people took it without hesitation. Suddenly, the pill turned into a warm current and entered their bodies. Their hunger disappeared, their bodies were filled with strength, and their sense of weakness decreased.

"Okay, from now on, you are people from our family. Just come here and you will be fine. Let's go, I'll take you to see the head of the family."

The ten men nodded. It was better to fill their stomachs than anything else.

Although as time goes by, their strength increases, their need for pills will weaken, but time is enough to make them loyal to their family. They should also consider their wives and daughters if they don’t think about themselves.

"Sir, did you want to recruit servants before? Why don't you want to do this time? At least those people can also make a living." One person asked.

"Mustress, oh, I forgot, at least we won't need it for a short time, and we will even reduce the number of servants." said the manager.

"Sir, why is this happening?"

"Pills, eating is outdated, elixirs are trendy, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!