Chapter 82 The fatal question
Just as he walked out of Gu Chen's mansion, a voice that Di Ming didn't want to hear suddenly sounded.
"Yo yo yo, isn't this the famous Immortal Emperor Clan Chief? Why is he here?"
Seeing Di Ming, Li Changyue, the Clan Chief of the Immortal Clan, immediately stepped forward and sneered.
At this time, he felt very comfortable seeing Di Ming being humiliated.
Haha, at that time, you didn't surrender to Huangcheng because of your face, but now you think that Huangcheng has ignored you.
Two words, you deserve it.
Looking at the arrogant Li Changyue, Di Ming clenched his fists, and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
"Li Changyue, don't be complacent, it's still uncertain who will laugh last."
Hearing this, Li Changyue immediately laughed up to the sky.
"Your Immortal Emperor Clan no longer has any say in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm. What else do you want? As long as the Desolate City does not accept your Immortal Emperor Clan, your Immortal Emperor Clan will only wait for the fate of being eliminated."
When the Desolate City just arrived in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, although the strength of the Desolate City was not bad, it did not have much deterrence in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm at that time.
But now it is completely different.
The Desolate City has already established a foothold in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, and its power has begun to expand.
Under the pressure of the strength of the Desolate City, countless ethnic forces have become affiliated forces of the Desolate City.
Of course, these forces that were forced to become affiliated forces of the Desolate City naturally paid a huge price.
It is completely different from the treatment of the Changsheng Immortal Clan, which had already taken the initiative to join the Desolate City in advance.
After all, the Desolate City cannot support so many idle people.
Hearing Li Changyue's words, Di Ming looked ugly, but he could not refute it, because what Li Changyue said was all facts, and he understood it all.
After all, he had never expected that the Wasteland City would develop so rapidly in such a short period of time.
He hesitated for a while, but it was too late.
After a moment of silence, Emperor Ming turned and left.
Next, he could only wait until the Lord of the Wasteland City, Lu Daosheng, came back. He only hoped that Lu Daosheng would still remember the favor of cooperating with his Undead Emperor Clan and join the Wasteland City decently, instead of being like those affiliated forces, where all the high-level officials were replaced by people from the Wasteland City and controlled by the Wasteland City from now on.
In that case, his good days would be almost over.
Watching Emperor Ming leave, Li Changyue sneered, and his expression calmed down.
At this moment, a trace of worry gradually emerged on his face.
Although he joined the Wasteland City, there was basically no change in the clan, and he could still enjoy some of the benefits in the Wasteland City. Don’t look at it as only part of it. You know, the benefits of the Wasteland City are extremely scary.
People who want to join the Lord of the Wasteland City are almost scrambling.
For example, the Wasteland Guards.
Nowadays, if you want to become a wilderness guard, you must not only go through layers of screening, but also go through the internship period. If one of the items does not meet the standard, you will be cruelly eliminated.
Maybe only one person out of a million people can become a wilderness guard in the end.
Fortunately, there is no racial restriction. Not only human race, but other races can also become wilderness guards.
Now, there are many extremely outstanding members of his Changsheng Immortal Clan who want to join the forces in the Lord's Mansion of the Desert City, and several lucky members have already joined.
This shows how tolerant the Desert City is.
If this continues, his Changsheng Immortal Clan will face big problems.
However, in the face of all this, he can only watch, because he can't stop his people from pursuing a better life, otherwise he will inevitably be criticized by everyone and eventually step down.
Alas.
Sighing, Li Changyue turned and went to the Baihua Tower in the outer city.
Let's go to order No. 648 for entertainment first.
It's really comfortable to live in this deserted city. No matter what you eat, wear, live or use, it's all top-notch.
Since I moved in, I don't want to leave.
Then, Li Changyue smiled and walked a few steps faster, as if he had thrown away his worries.
In the city lord's mansion, in a slightly majestic mansion.
A desert guard wearing desert guard uniform and a purple token on his waist bent slightly and walked inside with his head down.
Along the way, every few meters there was a desert guard with a terrifying aura.
And here, it seems to be the residence of the desert guard leader, Awei.
"I want to see the leader."
He walked to the door and said to the man guarding the door.
The man glanced at the purple token on his waist and his expression changed slightly.
"Wait a minute."
The purple token represents a high level in the desert guard.
Only the red token and the orange token are above it.
As far as he knew, there were only a handful of guards with orange tokens in the entire guard, and as for the red token, it was no longer a level he could know.
That was something that only the leader could mobilize.
In the courtyard, Song Zheng lowered his head and stood in front of the door, not daring to say a word.
This was his second time to see the leader of the guard, but even so, he was still very nervous.
After a moment, with a creak, the door opened.
"Come in."
Hearing the reply, Song Zheng's heart trembled.
"Thank you."
After thanking him, Song Zheng took a deep breath and walked in with a nervous mood.
"I see the leader!"
As soon as he entered the house, Song Zheng knelt on the ground with a plop and said respectfully.
The house was very simple, with only a table and a clothes rack.
A long sword filled with a terrifying aura lay quietly beside the table, flashing a cold light from time to time.
And Ah Wei was sitting at the desk, dealing with the densely packed documents on the desk.
Hearing Song Zheng's words, Ah Wei ignored Song Zheng and continued to look down at the documents in his hand.
Seeing this, Song Zheng naturally did not dare to complain at all, and even felt that it was natural.
The chief's affairs must be put first.
After an unknown period of time, Ah Wei picked up a pen and added a few strokes to the document, and then looked up at Song Zheng who was still kneeling in front of him.
"What's the matter?"
Hearing Ah Wei's words, Song Zheng hurriedly took out a booklet from his arms and then presented it with both hands.
"Chief, this is the list of people who have passed the selection of the Wild Guard this time."
That's right, Song Zheng's duty is to select the most outstanding talents from the vast sea of people to serve as the Wild Guard.
This position is extremely high in status, and the benefits are terrifying.
At the same time, this is also the most dangerous position.
Because Awei is famous for his fairness, if he is found out for favoritism, the consequences can be imagined.
Going to jail is the lightest punishment.
Looking at the booklet in his hand, Awei slowly flipped through it.
At this time, Song Zheng below suddenly became a little nervous for some reason.
After an unknown amount of time, Awei closed the booklet.
"I remember, your name is Song Zheng, right?"
Hearing his leader say his name, Song Zheng's eyes instantly turned red.
"That's right, it's my honor that the leader can remember my name!"
Song Zheng said loudly.
Hearing this, Awei's expression did not change.
"You should know the benefits of your position, then do you know why you are asked to do this position?"
Hearing this, Song Zheng trembled all over.
This question is a bit fatal.
If I say I don't know, it may cause the leader to be disgusted and think that I am too stupid, then my future will be over, right?
But if I say I know, and if I'm wrong, it's still the same.
Suddenly, Song Zheng's breathing became a little rapid, and cold sweat ran down his back.
