Those who reincarnate must die.

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Upon seeing Zhang Lang and Lao Mo emerge, the people at Altar No. 12 surrounded them, inquiring about the situation. (Google search reading)

"Next, I'm going to find the Si tribe's stronghold. You all guard this place."

"Do you know where the base is?" Lu Ren asked curiously. "Shall we come with you?"

"I have a map." Zhang Lang patted his ammunition pouch. "It'll be easier for me to go myself."

"Please be very careful," Yue Xinyi said with concern. "This is a battle against an alien race, unlike anything we've done before. You must be extremely cautious."

"Don't worry." Zhang Lang nodded.

"Hey, everyone here is a hero of the Shen clan! We should share any intelligence we get!"

The reincarnators from altars sixteen and nineteen also joined in: "You're still a newbie, aren't you? It's not so easy to eat alone at the hero level."

"Let him go!" said old Francis, who had just come from headquarters.

When the altar master emerged, the people from the nineteen altars gathered around to ask what had happened. Some outside had heard the commotion, but since they were all heroes of their tribe, and the noise subsided quickly, no one paid much attention. Now it seems things aren't so simple.

Just then, Matsuya Ikeda helped Hanagata out and greeted the medical staff in the team.

The injuries caused by Zhang Lang were beyond the capabilities of the local doctors at headquarters; only the power of a reincarnated being could heal them.

The people at Altar Sixteen were shocked to see the terrible state of Hanagata. He was the second most important person at the altar, a powerful figure with over 200 points in both fire and earth attributes, and the strongest front-line attacker in the team. Who could possibly have injured him like this?

A short-haired woman stepped forward, took out a small device, and put it on the flower-shaped severed arm. As the device moved, thin tentacles, as fine as hair, pierced the skin, beginning to piece together the broken bones and repair the damaged nerves and muscles. Meanwhile, someone else was feeding the flower-shaped man a nutrient solution to help him recover as quickly as possible.

"Who did this?" A red-bearded, irritable man at Altar Sixteen grabbed a large machete and glared at Francis and Zhang Lang. Anyone who could injure Hua Xing must be one of the heroes who went in with him!

"Keep an eye on your team." Francis looked at Ikeda Matsu: "You should have understood what just happened. The main force of this mission is not our two altars."

"It's you?" The red-bearded man glared at Zhang Lang. He recognized Old Mo from the Twelve Altars, but he refused to believe that the old coward could hurt Hana-gata. That left only the newcomer!

"I remember you, the kid who forfeited in the rookie selection competition! Now that you've recovered, it's time to test my Dragon Slayer Blade!" With that, the guy swung his blade and charged forward.

"Visen! Stop!"

At the crucial moment, it was Ikeda Matsu who spoke up. The red-bearded man seemed fearless, but he was particularly obedient to Ikeda Matsu. Upon hearing the reprimand, he shrank back and obediently retreated.

Ikeda Matsu looked at Zhang Lang with resentment in his eyes, but even more so with apprehension.

As the leader of the forum, he was also a master who had dominated the hero level for many years. Just from that move, he could tell that in a head-on battle, none of the heroes present would be a match for this hunter!

Although the battles of reincarnators are not just about head-on confrontations, he believed there was always a way to deal with this arrogant newcomer, but now was clearly not the time.

"You are indeed very powerful." Ikeda Matsu's mustache trembled slightly. "The Sixteen Altars agree to your proposal, but if you're going to eat the meat, you should at least leave some soup for others."

Zhang Lang frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I just saw on the map that there are a lot of insect hives around here. How about this: our Sixteenth and Nineteenth Altars will stay behind in the underground city, and in return, we'll handle all the insect hives within a 500-kilometer radius. Your Twelfth Altar is only allowed to hunt outside the 500-kilometer radius. What do you think?"

As he spoke, Ikeda Matsu glanced at Francis beside him, trying to win over an ally.

"Five...five hundred kilometers?" Lu Ren exclaimed, "Isn't that far from the main questline? Such a distance will take a long time to travel back and forth. Haven't we been spending the last few days just traveling?"

"Exactly!" Mia chimed in, "You sent us so far away, did you even provide a shuttle service?"

Ikeda Matsu scoffed, "The world is so vast. We only want a hunting ground the size of a province, and the rest is yours—that's already a huge concession. Isn't this hunter supposed to be conquering the world? Why would he even bother with a mere few hundred kilometers of land?"

"I agree," Francis said this time. "Hunter, no matter how powerful you are, you can't keep all the rewards for yourself. That's against the rules."

With both altar masters speaking, and dozens of heroes under their command supporting their leader, the momentum made the already weak Twelve Altars, which had no altar masters, appear even weaker. Everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Lang.

"No problem." Zhang Lang readily agreed: "However, I want to add one condition: if you haven't dealt with all the insect nests within 500 kilometers by three days, I can intervene. Similarly, you can also go out hunting at that time."

Ikeda Matsu and Francis exchanged a glance and both nodded: "No problem!"

After the agreement was made, the three teams began their preparations, and the others from the Twelve Altars followed Zhang Lang toward the exit of the underground city.

"Are you crazy? You actually agreed to their offer?" Charles was utterly bewildered. "That's like giving up the densest hunting grounds! This is clearly a trap!"

"Why didn't you speak up just now?" Mia rolled her eyes at the fat man. "Tell those two people at the altar that it's a trap, and we won't stand for it!"

Charles scratched his head: "It's not that I'm scared...didn't you see how intimidating he was just now..."

"Even if we get a hunting ground, we won't be able to handle it without the strength," Thunder's electronic voice rang out. "Our team is small, mostly made up of newbies. We have to avoid even swarms of insects in the wild; how could we possibly have the ability to storm an insect nest?"

Le Xinyi nodded: "In the end, only the hunters are capable of taking down the stronghold. The rest of us should just stay and hold our ground. After all, it's 500 kilometers, and without a vehicle, a round trip might take more than three days."

"I can help." Jonathan, who had been silent all along, looked at Zhang Lang: "I can run at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and I can consistently maintain a speed of over 200 kilometers per hour on long distances. I can walk with you."

Zhang Lang shook his head: "Too slow."

"Wait..." Jonathan's expression changed slightly, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"For the time being, you all stay here and guard the dungeon, beware of attacks... Don't worry. I won't let you stay here in vain." Seeing that the exit was near, Zhang Lang packed his belongings: "I will return in three days with ample rewards; you won't be shortchanged."

---Aside---

Thank you to Falling Flowers Following the Stream for the 200 Qidian Coins!

Thank you Jian Xingmingqiu for the 100 Qidian Coins!