Those who reincarnate must die.

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"Another new mission?"

Zhang Lang was slightly taken aback, then realized that it had indeed been almost a month since he returned from the Fangzhou Peninsula. Life in the main world was so comfortable that time flew by without him noticing.

"Are there any wanted criminals this time?"

"There don't seem to be any wanted criminals, but... anyway, trust me, you won't regret going!"

"You won't regret it?" Zhang Lang raised an eyebrow. "I trust you. Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lang disappeared into the dimly lit street...

It was the same familiar altar, but this time, it was somewhat different from before.

This altar is so bright!

That's right. Compared to the usual situation where only a dozen or so torches are lit, this time, just like at Sunset Fortress, all thirty-six torches in a circle were lit!

Unlike Sunset Fortress, this time there were no unconscious sacrificial offerings lying on the ground.

Apart from Zhang Lang, all the other thirty-five reincarnators were fully conscious!

This shows that they are all seasoned professionals!

An altar for thirty-five veterans? That's impressive!

The other veterans also looked at Zhang Lang with some surprise.

"The altar?"

Unlike other altars that made a fuss, this altar seemed to have seen a lot and guessed Zhang Lang's origins immediately... even though they were wrong.

"Hmm." Zhang Lang nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, noticing that there were people of all skin colors and races among them.

This doesn't quite make sense. You see, in order to facilitate communication among teammates, the offerings collected at the same altar usually come from the same cultural sphere, and the people are basically the same race.

While there may occasionally be offerings from ethnic minorities or in less common languages, normally such a mixed altar would not appear.

Could it be, like last time, an altar from the land of exile?

As Zhang Lang was analyzing, a tall, middle-aged man with a thick beard walked up and asked in fluent ASEAN Mandarin:

"Was this also arranged by Mr. Ning? Why wasn't he notified beforehand?"

"Mr. Ning?" Zhang Lang was completely bewildered by the question. "Who is that?"

"You don't know Mr. Ning?" The bearded man was taken aback. "Then what are you doing here?"

Zhang Lang was slightly taken aback, but then he realized what was happening.

Why is this altar almost entirely staffed with senior members, and why are these senior members of different skin colors and races?

Because most of them also came from the altar!

The person who organized them to come to this altar was probably Mr. Ning.

"I'm here to find someone..." Zhang Lang used the same old excuse: "But the person I'm looking for isn't among you."

"Looking for someone?" The group looked at each other, then drew their weapons.

"You don't know Mr. Ning, yet you claim to be looking for someone?"

The bearded man at the head of the group raised his hand, his fingertips flashing with electricity:

"Everyone at this altar has always followed Mr. Ning's orders, whether they are here now, have already sacrificed themselves, or have risen to the rank of hero... It's impossible for you to know someone from this altar but not Mr. Ning!"

"You're lying!"

As they spoke, everyone stepped forward in unison, pointing their weapons at Zhang Lang and forcing him into the darkness.

"Speak! Who are you? What is your purpose here?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lang encountered such a bizarre altar and was at a loss for words, resulting in a tense and somewhat awkward situation.

"Put your guns down!"

A voice came from behind the crowd. The reincarnators were startled and slowly put down their weapons. The crowd parted and two people walked out, one in front and one behind.

The guy in front of me was a young man in his early twenties. He was tall and thin with long limbs and a handsome face. With his perm, he looked quite dashing with a bad boy vibe.

Following behind him was a glamorous woman in business attire, wearing glasses, and holding a tablet computer. Judging from her demeanor and posture, she resembled a secretary to a wealthy young master.

"Young Master Ning!"

The bearded man at the head of the group stepped forward and respectfully said to the young man, "This man's origins are unknown; he may be targeting you. Just to be on the safe side, we should..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and made a "one" shape on his neck.

"If they were targeting the young master, they would definitely have investigated the situation of our altar, and they wouldn't be making up such a lame lie."

The female secretary behind Young Master Ning pushed up her glasses, and a short video clip flashed through the lenses, showing Zhang Lang's expression when he first arrived at the altar.

"Based on my observation, the moment he arrived at the altar, his eyes flashed with surprise and confusion. This reaction was very genuine. If I'm not mistaken, this person must have been randomly teleported to our altar using some kind of special fire enhancement. So it's a bit strange to see almost a full complement of veterans."

"But even so, this guy's origins are still unknown..." the bearded man insisted. "Don't forget our mission: anyone who poses a threat to the young master must be eliminated, so I think..."

"And don't forget who I am, young master!"

Young Master Ning suddenly spoke, interrupting the bearded man:

"I'm going to become the strongest reincarnator! What does it mean to be the strongest? It's not just about having more power; it also means having the spirit and courage to match your strength!"

"If I make a big fuss over such a small accident, how am I supposed to fight on the interdimensional battlefield in the future?"

As he spoke, Young Master Ning approached Zhang Lang, startling the many veterans behind him who raised their weapons again, ready to charge forward.

But Young Master Ning raised his hand, signaling them to step back. He looked up into Zhang Lang's eyes, his gaze filled with contempt and arrogance:

"I don't care how you got here or why you came, but this is Altar 241, my territory, Ning Chengyu's territory! If you want to stay here peacefully, you'd better listen to my arrangements."

Zhang Lang raised an eyebrow slightly, while Ning Chengyu's lips curled up: "Don't be afraid, I won't harm you, a newcomer. My only requirement for you is that you don't get in our way, because what we're doing right now is a grand plan you can't even imagine!"

After saying that, Ning Chengyu turned around and instructed the others, "Listen up, everyone! As long as this guy doesn't get in our way, you can't bully him. Let him see the demeanor of the future strongest member of the Shen Clan!"

"Yes, young master!"

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Seeing the way these reincarnated beings answered in unison, Zhang Lang felt as if a million alpacas were galloping through his mind.

What grand plan? What future strongest member of the Shen clan? What kind of hellish altar have I stumbled upon?

"This kid might not be bragging!"

A faint voice echoed in Zhang Lang's mind: "Although it's not entirely accurate, I can barely sense that this kid surnamed Ning is extremely strong!"

"I know you won't agree, but I still have to give you a piece of advice: kill him. This guy is more valuable than any sacrifice you've ever encountered... even more valuable than some heroes!"

"Oh?" Zhang Lang looked at Ning Chengyu's retreating figure. "You mean, he..."

"He's the kind of unparalleled genius who earns over ten thousand-point rewards within ten missions!"

"Is that so?" Zhang Lang nodded, his eyes showing approval. "It seems we'll be reliable comrades from now on."

"If only this arrogant personality could be toned down a bit..."

Just then, the torch in the center of the altar suddenly shone brightly.

The mission has been announced!