Pretending To Be A Boss

And for Qing JiuYu to reveal what they wanted him to do.

Tang Xian had some guesses. The conflict between the fox and snake tribes must be at a critical phase, and coincidentally, something significant had happened among the foxes.

Without any clues, guessing blindly was a foolish endeavor.

The evening breeze was gentle. After scattering redline grass on the tent and the branches of the Hundred-Handed Wood, Tang Xian sat leisurely inside, breathing the cleanest air.

Having an enhanced sense of smell was a perk, allowing him to detect scents from far away. By these scents, he could deduce what was happening around him, which was quite an interesting thing for Tang Xian.

At least it made passing the time very convenient.

The forest sea was different from the real world.

Outside the Pyramid, the Earth used to be magnificent. But now the deserts had expanded, the oceans turned murky, and most of the surviving sea life was from thousands of kilometers beneath the sea.

Some had even mutated. As for land creatures... Tang Xian wasn\'t even sure if there were any left.

Cities had turned to ruins, and the radiation left by wars was extremely lethal.

In short, from the survival education Tang Xian and everyone else had received since childhood, the world outside the Pyramid had been thoroughly exhausted by humanity.

It was an environment completely inhospitable to humans.

It was said that many death row inmates were not executed but simply exiled outside the Pyramid, where they would die within a few hours.

The mechanical Pyramids were humanity\'s last refuge.

If one could survive in the mining district for over seven days, humans would consider migrating there.

Tang Xian really wanted to try, to see if he could last seven days in the mining district. He was indeed making the attempt, and today marked the first day.

Shang Lu had given him quite a few Jiuye Biphasic Orchids. He had only given three to Qing JiuYu; the rest were bargaining chips. If anything happened in the next five days, he could at least use location sharing to ask for Qing JiuYu\'s assistance.

Although the forest sea was currently a red zone, Qing JiuYu was the reason for it becoming so. Although uncertain if the favorability described by "Heart Throb" was precise, his current relationship with Qing JiuYu should be friendly.

Getting through these days safely wasn\'t an exaggerated expectation.

Interestingly, there were numerous cases in survival education where people died after staying in the mining district for seven days. The impression of the mining district for everyone was that it was difficult to survive in, not due to the environment itself, but because of the ferocity of its various unknown creatures.

Tang Xian\'s thoughts differed; he found the mining district more comfortable than staying in the Pyramid.

Recalling certain special aspects about himself, he sometimes wondered if he had mutated.

Many parents joked with their children, "You were picked up from the mining district by your mom and dad."

Tang Xian\'s parents had said such things too.

He naturally didn\'t take it literally, but he indeed couldn\'t remember anything from before he was two or three years old.

Shaking his head, Tang Xian laughed at himself mockingly.

HIs thoughts had wandered too far.

He indeed had a series of plans, like building a house in the mining district. Then establishing a private teleportation station.

Right here in the forest sea, as long as he kept good relations with that group of foxes, he could likely become the first human in history to live in the mining district.

But all this could only happen if he managed to stay in the mining district for seven days.

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Seven days weren\'t a long time.

Pyramid Fortress No. 39 was busier than usual during these days.

There was a new debt to handle on Jiang Ming\'s bill.

Currently on the fourth floor, in his office, he opened his inbox and discovered that not long ago, a hellhound with three heads was hunted down by a team called Shengtang.

As a person with a high credit rating, especially someone within the system and though Jiang Ming was young, he could enjoy the privilege of posting jobs and only paying once the task was completed, just like many entrepreneurs.

He paid the bill promptly and became curious about the team named Shengtang.

Using the convenience of his position, Jiang Ming checked and discovered that this team was actually affiliated with the military.

And it had been established for only two days. The team went from the bottom of the rankings to soaring past two hundred places.

"What kind of codenames are these? Tang, Tang, Tang Wudi... Even soldiers are getting less and less serious these days," he scoffed, shaking his head with a smile.

Many teams were like this, luckily hunting down powerful creatures and shooting up the ranks overnight.

But such luck, if had once in a lifetime, would already signify an extraordinary life. Many teams had experienced such sudden rises in rank, and afterward, they would simply be surpassed by other teams.

Jiang Ming didn\'t think too much of it.

Soon, the Hunting Festival would commence.

Teams of hunters from around the world would gather at Fortress No. 39, in the grand arena on the third floor, a grand event where hunters from all nations could exchange experiences and compete against one another.

He was actually looking forward to seeing this Shengtang team.

After paying the bill, Jiang Ming glanced at his mission.

"[Hunt the hellhound with three heads in the forest sea, bounty price, one hundred pieces of standard purple organic ore. Pending completion.]"

Jiang Ming looked on with a hint of resignation.