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Chapter 372, Meteor Shower Season

The Soul Sands had no effect on Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang had anticipated this.

This bottle of gold sand was thrown into the treasure vault at the starting point as a reward.

We're still waiting for the old guy to undergo a complete transformation.

Redbeard suddenly sent a message, inviting Xiao Yang to come for drinks.

After a brief moment of thought, it's probably because Redbeard found out about what happened not long ago.

[Hey bro, come drink in the All-Heavens Trading Zone!]

【:good.】

He readily agreed, as he's had quite a bit of free time lately.

Before heading to the All-Heavens Trading Zone for the appointment, Xiao Yang first returned to Hope City to get a bottle of rye wine.

Rye Wine
Quality: Excellent

Effects: Dispels pollution and refines the soul.
Introduction: How can wheat with residual contamination be used to brew alcohol that supposedly removes the contamination?

This rye wine is really quite effective. Although its quality is only excellent, it can not only dispel pollution but also temper the soul.

Most importantly, the taste is quite unique.

"A very unique kind of spiciness."

If the Land of Decay weren't currently in a standalone phase, this rye wine alone would probably attract a large number of merchants from all over the world.

Even so, rye wine became a favorite among those who had lost their homes, and incidentally solved the food self-sufficiency problem of the City of Hope.

The displaced do not lack basic resources; on the contrary, they have a great need for the extraordinary resources produced by the decaying land.

That's how trade routes were established, back and forth.

However, the trade methods between the two sides are quite unique.

Fearing the reverse contamination from the Rotten Land, the Lost Ones' base camp would never have any direct connection with the City of Hope.

Their relationship with the Land of Decay is one of no return.

These lost souls who have come to the City of Hope and the Land of Decay are the true heroes.

"Returning to my hometown means either finding hope or dying here."

The transaction takes place through a meteor shower that falls into the Rotten Lands every seven days.

These meteor showers also represent a broken world.

The falling of meteors is a good thing, representing the revival of the decaying land, normally speaking.

This is not the normal situation.

The world's revival will undoubtedly make the evil gods even more active.

The displaced are slowing down this process.

To be honest, they had more remaining power than Xiao Yang had imagined.

One dark night, as Xiao Yang looked up to observe the darkness, he saw a giant dragon dragging stars.

The decaying lands' devouring of the surrounding world is unstoppable, but it can be managed to make it more regular, orderly, and slow.

That's what the displaced are doing right now.

Pull the nearby planes further apart.

Every seven days, a plane will reach a fixed position and, in the following time, slide into the Land of Decay, turning into a spectacular meteor shower.

This also signifies the completion of a transaction.

On the first day, the City of Hope will send its surplus extraordinary resources into this plane. On the seventh day, the fallen plane will bring the resources that the City of Hope needs.

The good news is that the meteor shower that streaks across the sky every seven days mostly shatters the planes, leaving behind barren planes devoid of any life.

But there's also bad news.

If this continues, sooner or later other life-bearing planes will also be pushed into the meteor shower sequence.

for such a situation.

Xiao Yang was powerless to help.

He's already very strong, but it's not enough.

"It's coming soon; the next step in the transformation is about to begin."

As Xiao Yang witnessed yet another meteor shower at night, he murmured these words.

During the day, I arrived at the All-Heavens Trading Zone once again.

The last time I came here, I caused an exceptionally chaotic scene.

Xiao Yang acted as if nothing had happened, teleported there with a normal expression, and entered the trading area. To be honest, someone of Xiao Yang's level wasn't really suited to hanging around in this trading area.

Normally, the players here are at most at the rank of lord, making it a gathering place for newbies.

However, Xiao Yang did not have the idea of ​​looking for a larger and more high-end player platform.

He quite likes it here.

"Bustling and bustling".

And most importantly, this was the first place he arrived at when he entered the heavens.

"These records are the trajectory of growth, and these are all sentimental memories."

To put it simply...

“He knows this place well.”

I wonder if Redbeard also has this kind of sentiment, which is why he often comes here to set up a stall.

With that thought in mind, Xiao Yang took a step toward a certain part of the trading area.

Suddenly, he noticed a gaze directed at him. He turned his head and saw an old acquaintance.

Changing direction, Xiao Yang strode towards an old acquaintance not far away.

Of course, his actions were somewhat frightening.

The elderly Taoist priest sat stiffly in front of his stall, staring straight ahead as if he saw nothing.

Pretending to be an ostrich won't stop unpleasant guests from visiting.

Xiao Yang paused in front of the vendor's stall. The old Taoist stiffly raised his head, and the two stared at each other. In an instant, the old Taoist fell down, ready to demonstrate on the spot what a standard prostration should look like.

Xiao Yang stopped him from doing so.

I casually bought all the talismans from the stall.

Just like a customer making a normal shopping trip.

Having just received it, Xiao Yang suddenly said this.

"I've forgotten what happened last time."

After saying this, he tossed out some spirit coins and strode away.

There's no other reason for doing this.

It was essentially hush money; he didn't want that rather embarrassing full-frequency broadcast from last time to be brought up again.

The whole process is incredibly effective, but the old Taoist priest might not be able to sleep.

There is one.

"Damn it! The devil is still chasing me!"

Such a feeling.

Of course, Xiao Yang might have done this on purpose.

With the recent establishment of the City of Hope, the balance between the Glimmering Adversaries and the Devourers of Evil Gods has been restored, and he has indeed become more active.

The old Taoist priest recovered from his stiff state.

He kept silently chanting "May the Immortal Elder bless me, my ancestors protect me, for I am entangled in this karmic entanglement."

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh hard.

"No, this stall can't be set up anymore, it absolutely can't!"

They were saying they were going to run away.

Until his good apprentice uttered a weak word.

"Master, do you still want these ten thousand spirit coins?"

"No, we don't want this damned thing anymore! We need to be self-reliant! Wait! How much?"

"Ten thousand."

There was silence for a moment.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest seemed to have figured it out and sat down again.

Then again.

"Master, aren't we leaving?"

“We’re not leaving. We, master and disciple, have acted with integrity and uprightness. What is there to fear?”

"By the way, my good disciple, quickly put away your spirit coins. Don't you understand the principle that wealth should not be flaunted?"

Not far away, Xiao Yang, walking away, smiled and smiled.

(End of this chapter)