Finding a team of losers is just a trivial matter.

After Zhang Haiyang returned to the hotel, he immediately went to bed with peace of mind and did not think too much.

Early the next morning.

After breakfast, Zhang Haiyang was fully armed and rode an off-road motorcycle to the entrance of the camp.

Here, this team of more than 30 people of the legacy picker are already waiting here.

They have several pickup trucks, dozens of off-road motorcycles, and each has a gun, and their equipment is pretty good.

Zhang Haiyang smiled faintly and could tell at a glance that their pickup trucks or off-road motorcycles were all old guys with unknown hands.

When he saw Zhang Haiyang, the middle-aged man came up and smiled, "Boss."

Zhang Haiyang did not be polite to them and said, "Let's go and follow me."

The middle-aged man nodded, ran to an off-road motorcycle, and drove side by side with Zhang Haiyang.

The followers behind them followed one after another.

This combination has not attracted much attention.

There are few people who pick up the remains here, but there are also many people. As long as you are in the wilderness, you can always see these crow-like pickups.

In the eyes of many hunters, the loser is indeed like a crow, looking for carrion.

He pointed to the target all the way. The middle-aged man followed Zhang Haiyang and could meet monsters from time to time, but the middle-aged man had no fear and fear on his face. Even the other legacy followers followed behind him had dull faces.

Zhang Haiyang smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

The off-road motorcycle is electric and has almost no sound, so middle-aged men can hear clearly what Zhang Haiyang is saying.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Scared, why not?"

"But I'm afraid that the problem cannot be solved. For monsters, our losers are people who have no power to tie up. It's too simple to kill us."

"From the time we decide to become a loser, we just pin our heads on our pants."

"I'm not afraid of you laughing. When each of us decides to become a loser, we will write a suicide note because you will never know if you can come back alive today when you enter the wilderness."

"You haven't thought about becoming a hunter?"

Zhang Haiyang asked curiously, and he said, "You can save some of the money you earn and then buy soul crystals. Not to mention how high the level you need, it is absolutely OK to become a 1-2-star hunter."

"At that time, you can get rid of the loser and become the gold-killer."

The middle-aged man nodded, then chuckled, and said, "You are right. Being a gold-beating man is indeed the dream of our losers."

"Actually, no one wants to be a loser. If there is a way, who doesn't want to be a hunter or a gold hunter?"

"Let me say that, I'm saving money too. Once I save enough, I will definitely make myself a hunter. I've thought about it. At that time, I'll sign up for a hunter training school and become a gold grabber, at least it's much better than a loser."

"Without conditions, no one wants to be a loser."

"The poor, especially those who have no choice, can only go to the wilderness first and become the loser, and then turn to the gold-fighter when they make money."

This is the first time Zhang Haiyang has directly contacted the Little Liverpool. These are something that Zhang Haiyang doesn't know. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Zheng, how long have you been holding this team of Liverpool Liverpool?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Three months."

"The change of the legacy picker is very fast. A new legacy picker has two ways out."

"The first type is death."

"New winners who are not experienced enough and are easily killed by monsters in the wilderness."

"The second type is to make enough money and become a hunter, then go to the hunter training school to train, become a hunter with certain combat effectiveness, and then return to the wilderness to become a gold-beater."

"And those who hit gold will distinguish between talented people and mediocre people."

"Talented people will grow up through the battle and grinding with monsters and move to higher levels step by step."

"Mediocre people can only stand still and become gold-beating people honestly."

"Their qualifications of mediocre people are difficult to grow and are not enough to deal with stronger monsters. They are willing to be mediocre, but they are very profitable. It is no problem for the family to live a well-off life. This is the meaning of their existence as gold-fighters."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "The one who picks up the remains is the weakest existence in the entire wilderness. He is a person who cannot afford a million but has a dream."

"Whenever there is a million, we will first become one-star hunters, not losers."

Zhang Haiyang nodded. No one wanted to use the body of a mortal to walk a tightrope in this wilderness. If you are not careful, you will die in the wilderness.

But one million, ordinary families can't afford it.

Most of the losers are men from poor families. They have nothing and only have one life to fight.

The one who picks up the remains is dangerous, but it is the most promising way out for poor families.

As long as you make enough money, you can become a hunter, a gold grabber, and benefit the entire family.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Do you know who the person we admire most among the losers is the one we believe in?"

"Hu Jun, a person who walked out of our legacy picker and eventually became a 7-star hunter."

"He is the pride of our losers and the object of our great worship."

"We pickers of the remains look at Hu Jun every day to motivate ourselves and always encourage ourselves one day, like Hu Jun, we pickers of the remains will have a future."

The winner of the outside world should be the lowest level in the wilderness.

But no matter how small it is, it still has dreams.

Zhang Haiyang recognized their dreams, after all, no one wanted to be a loser for the rest of his life.

"I heard that the death rate of the losers is very high." Zhang Haiyang was silent for a moment and asked.

The middle-aged man nodded with a sad face and said, "A 30% mortality rate, thirty of the 100 relics will die in this wilderness."

"Death is more like rebirth in the ashes. As long as we don't die for three years, we can save enough of this million."

A smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man with hope.

…………

Still the same place.

Zhang Haiyang has been tempered here for ten days, and the ground is covered with monster corpses.

The monster just ate and ate the corpse and carrion, but some hard materials were left here.

Zhang Haiyang pointed to the materials all over the ground, like golden horns and wolf teeth, and said, "You guys clean up first, I'll deal with the few monsters wandering here."

"hiss!"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he witnessed the scene in front of him.

What caught my eye were thousands of wreckage.

This is the monster's burial place.

The other pickers in the team of pickers all had shocked eyes.

Zhang Haiyang didn't care about them, but jumped forward in the rock group.

The reason why I didn't use a gun was mainly because I didn't want to attract monsters to come and it would have an impact on the losers.

While jumping, Zhang Haiyang pulled out the Soul-Devouring Sword.

When it approached, the monsters sensed Zhang Haiyang's breath, roared, and rushed towards Zhang Haiyang.

Turn sideways and shoot out.

The high-frequency knife speed brought by the blitzkrip made a wound with an overlap of 80% on the neck of the monster, cutting off its large artery and piercing it.

The next moment, Zhang Haiyang arrived in front of another monster.

The power of the arm burst out burst out, and with the adjustment of muscles, it turned into a blitzkrieg force. Six swords in one second made most of the monster's neck cut off.

It was very easy, so I killed the two monsters.

The remaining monsters did not retreat, and surrounded Zhang Haiyang, either hissing, grabbing, or rushing.

"After ten days of hard work, my blitzkrieg took shape. It was already easy to kill them with the preemptive move."

The knife rises and falls, killing several monsters with only 2 stars.

After there were no more monsters around, Zhang Haiyang wiped the Soul-Devouring Sword, returned to the sheath, and climbed to the highest rock to guard.

The following people, their division of labor is indeed very clear.

This place is like a place where monsters buried their bones, with monster materials everywhere, completely like picking up money.

They have never encountered this situation before.

Pick it up, put it in a bag, and then send it to the pickup truck.

Everyone is very excited and happy, and every piece of material has 20% of theirs.

Judging from the number of materials here, each person can get at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth. He never thought that a young hunter could kill more than a dozen monsters so simply.

How long has it been?
To be continued...