Those who reincarnate must die.

The Earth Calamity is dead. Even if Zhang Lang doesn't come to help, the army can handle the remaining smaller monsters. His main reason for being so active is to earn kill rewards…

Besides himself, there was also Xiao Mo on the other side, who was also slaying sea monsters in Pulitzer Harbor.

As a powerful, unprecedented mechanical warrior, Xiao Mo's independent combat ability is in no way inferior to that of an experienced veteran hero.

At least, they are many times stronger than the maned wolves and thunder monsters in the nine-layered underground palace. With various powerful weapons, they are more efficient at killing these small monsters than Zhang Lang.

As for the monsters that brought calamity from the sky in Karusam, he could no longer care about them...

If he jumped at full speed, he could get back before the mission deadline, even if it was more than 10,000 kilometers away. But by then, the army would probably have already solved the problem, and it wouldn't be his turn to rack up points.

So, after racking up enough points and helping the army wipe out the monsters in Pro City, Zhang Lang randomly found a bar with a broken door.

The owner must have evacuated, as the shop was now empty. Zhang Lang took a bottle of unknown liquor from the shelf, found a table with a view of the street, sat down, and watched the army clearing away monster corpses outside. He then poured himself a drink.

However, this leisurely time did not last until the end, when an eighteen or nineteen-year-old blonde girl walked in.

"Hey! Drinking by yourself?" The girl walked up to Zhang Lang in a carefree manner, picked up Zhang Lang's wine, poured herself a glass, and gulped it down in one go!

Then, with a "poof," it suddenly sprayed out...

"Cough cough cough..." The girl frowned and wiped her mouth. "What the hell are you drinking?! Is this even alcohol?"

Zhang Lang drank another glass and tapped the bottle: "I don't know, I just chose it based on the alcohol content!"

The girl picked up the bottle and looked it over, recognizing only one with 96%...

"Is this even meant to be drunk?" The girl looked at Zhang Lang with a puzzled expression. "Shouldn't you at least mix it with some cola and add some ice?"

Zhang Lang turned and glanced at her: "A reincarnator, right? What do you want?"

Seeing that he had gotten straight to the point, the girl chuckled, "Actually, this isn't our first meeting. My name is Gloria, and I'm the pilot who piloted the Holy Child before. I witnessed you defeat the Earth Calamity. I admire your strength, so I wanted to get to know you..."

"Want to talk?" Zhang Lang glanced around. "Let those people outside come in!"

"Don't be nervous..." Gloria tossed her hair, exuding feminine charm intentionally or unintentionally. "I'm just here by myself, and I genuinely just want to make a friend!"

"friend?"

Zhang Lang raised an eyebrow, then suddenly raised his hand and slammed it down. With a crack, the solid wood round table shattered into pieces. Startled, Gloria jumped several meters away, pulled out a pistol, pointed it at Zhang Lang, and breathed heavily with tears welling up in her eyes.

At the same time, several armed reincarnators burst in through the bar's doors and windows, surrounding Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang sneered: "Only... yourself?"

Seeing that he had no intention of continuing the attack, Gloria swallowed, took a deep breath, and slowly lowered her gun.

"It's me who wants to see you!" At this moment, a young man in high-ranking military uniform gestured for the others to put down their weapons and walked up to Zhang Lang: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Evan, and I'm the captain of Altar No. 885. In this mission world, I've been lucky enough to become a commander..."

"A privilege card?" Zhang Lang's words immediately revealed the other party's item, making Ai Wen look at him with even greater admiration.

"You are indeed a knowledgeable and skilled expert!" Evan tried to maintain a smile. "May I ask which altar you come from? And what is your name?"

"Just call me Hunter!" Zhang Lang glanced around at the people. "What's all this commotion about?"

"The Hunter?" one of the bald men exclaimed in surprise. "You're that Hunter? Earl Hunter?"

"The Earl?" The others looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"I attended a gathering a few days ago and received some news..." The bald man patted his head, his eyes fixed on Zhang Lang: "The nine-level dungeon quest that was previously issued to all reincarnators, someone cleared all nine levels single-handedly... That guy is called Hunter, and his title in the quest world is Earl Hunter!"

"Passing through nine levels? Is it difficult?" another reincarnator asked.

"I heard..." the bald man took a deep breath, "that the previous record was seven levels!"

The others looked at Zhang Lang with a different gaze. Some members of their team had also received that mission, but hadn't chosen to accept it, indicating they understood its scale. A mission requiring cooperation from at least a hundred people—he was trying to complete it single-handedly?

"No wonder you were able to defeat the Doomsday Beast!" Commander Evan clapped his hands. "You are the most powerful sacrifice I have ever seen... no, the most powerful Reincarnator!"

"If you're just trying to flatter me, don't bother me while I'm drinking." Zhang Lang stood up, took another bottle of strong liquor from the liquor cabinet, pinched off the cap with his thumb, and poured a mouthful directly into his mouth.

"I'm in a better mood now, otherwise you would all be dead the moment you walked in!"

Zhang Lang's threat made everyone take a step back, but Evan still insisted, "Mr. Hunter... we've come here today because there's something we'd like to discuss with you."

With that, Evan smiled slightly and said, "Believe me, this will absolutely be beneficial to you in every way."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening explosion came from Zhang Lang's hand. At the same time, a cold light grazed Evan's ear and slammed into the tavern wall not far behind him.

Evan was stunned, swallowed hard, and touched his ear, only to find it was covered in blood...

"What is that?" The others were startled and raised their weapons. At that moment, a young reincarnator ran to the wall, saw clearly, and shouted, "It's a bottle cap! The bottle cap he just unscrewed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lang raised his hand and pinched the bottle, managing to break off the glass neck with a smooth cut, as if it had been made by a professional machine.

Zhang Lang pressed his thumb against the glass lump, aimed it at Evan, and looked at him with some impatience.

Evan immediately felt a murderous aura lock onto him, impossible to block or dodge. If the other party flicked his thumb, a hole would be torn in his body; even his protective suit might not be able to stop it...

Is he angry? Why? Did my pretentious attitude displease him? Or did my deliberately keeping him in suspense annoy him? Is he going to kill me if I don't get to the point?

Overwhelmed with fear, Evan trembled violently. Before Zhang Lang's thumb could flick out, he hastily voiced his request:

"I...I...I...would like to invite you to join the 'Broken Sword'!"

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