[Silver Star Ranking:

No.1 Anonymous: 10 pieces

No.2 Edward: 6 pieces

No.3 Anonymous: 5

No.4 Mizushima Kawakora: 5 pieces

No.5 Aland: 5 pieces

No.6 Anonymous: 4

No.7 Anonymous (you): 4 stars

No.8 Bonnie: 3 pieces

No.9 Agnes: 3 pieces

No.10 Noel: 2 pieces

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On the way back, Su Mingan took the time to look at the Silver Star rankings.

The first place's 10 Silver Star results, which can be said to be unparalleled, are indeed very eye-catching.

From the elimination method, this person is not Noel, nor Edward nor Mizushima Kawakora, so it can only be Su Lin, or a dark horse at the top of the list.

In the first fifteen days, the dungeon only required them to collect twelve silver stars. It was only the dawn of the third day, and the number of people in the dungeon was already almost half, indicating that the time given was very loose. The difficulty of the dungeon was mainly reflected in the dungeon.

In the life and death competition.

After all, in the Nine Gods Ghost dungeon just now, ten players died on the farm, accounting for one-tenth of all contestants. Logically speaking, the number of deaths in that dungeon should not be so many. It was Su Mingan

The reversal of strength and the intrusion of Chief Feng led to a significant increase in the death toll.

He carried Xi Boer on his back and walked back to the gathering place in the morning.

People at the gathering place had already gotten up. As soon as he walked into the open space, the old woman and Teacher Fang immediately greeted him. Behind them, people who were preparing to set off were packing their luggage.

That silly big man, Chang Sheng, was running around with a smile on his face, carrying an axe, causing other people to complain.

"Oh, what's going on?" The old woman immediately took over the unconscious Sibor, and she noticed the black lines lurking on Sibor's body.

She knew that this was a sign that the curse was about to break out, and her son Changsheng also had similar marks on his body.

"Sissi...is the curse still going to break out?" Seeing this, Teacher Fang frowned:

"Adventurer, why do you want to go out at night? You know it is very dangerous, why can't you choose a festival during the day?"

She looked at Su Ming'an, who was covered in blades of grass, with blood and dirt on his trousers, and noticed that he had the same pale face and faint dark circles under his eyes, and found that he was also in a very bad condition.

In this world full of curses and strange auras, he trudged all the way and accidentally entered the black wall full of malice. He was in a state of tension all night.

Seeing Su Ming'an like this, Teacher Fang's originally angry tone became lighter, but it was still accusatory: "I clearly...when I first met you, I asked you to take good care of Sissi and let her remain.

Life is not so hard. But you still drag her out at night..."

"'Sibur's remaining days'." Su Mingan said: "Does this define her ending?"

He didn't look at Teacher Fang again.

Teacher Fang's words are correct under ordinary circumstances. But not everyone is willing to wait for death to gain the slightest sense of stability before death.

Not to mention, Xiber clearly still harbors the ambition to become a god. After she accurately dissected Meiyatu and revealed the hidden secrets of the farm, Su Ming'an has already noticed the horror of her.

He looked at the unconscious Sibel. Her pale face was shrunk in the fiery red robe, and there were faint black lines trembling on her face, which were the strange movements of the curse.

It is this kind of thing that causes most tragedies in this world.

The old woman is checking her condition.

"Her condition is such that she can no longer go to the purification chamber by herself. Now she can only let her blood relatives share the curse on her, just like Chang Sheng and I did. Where is this child and her blood relatives? Are they nearby?" the old woman asked.

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Teacher Fang was silent.

"Is there any other way?" Su Mingan asked.

The old woman thought for a moment and said with a bitter smile: "The only way...the First Tribe may have some treasures to suppress the curse, but these things are extremely precious, how could they be given to people like us..."

Regarding the sleeping girl in her arms, she had only one meaning and was hopeless.

Behind her, there were the cheers of Chang Sheng and the sounds of men and women yawning and moving around. This simple gathering place was so noisy that it made people frown.

The slum-like chaos is displayed in front of our eyes in an extremely intuitive way.

Even if someone sees Sibor in critical condition, they only take a glance at it. This kind of life and death matter has become too common for them. Rather than caring about her life or death, they are more concerned about whether her death will contaminate them.

living environment.

...There is only indifference, numbness and emptiness in their eyes.

"Let's set off first." Su Ming'an looked away and made a decision immediately. This place is not far from the first tribe, and Siboer should be able to hold on for a while.

The old woman nodded and immediately called the people to get ready to leave.

When leaving, Su Mingan saw Yamada Machichi walking behind the team, with his head lowered, as if playing with his fingers. This man's Lolita skirt had changed again today, and it looked green even in the forest.

"Where's Lu Shu?" Su Ming'an asked.

"He left." Yamada Machi raised his eyelids, revealing his eyes that were as dull as ever: "He left last night. I heard the movement in the house next door."

"Really..." Su Mingan said.

He guessed that Lu Shu was looking for the soul stone.

After all, Lu Shu was thrown away for such a reason last night, even he would want to fight for it.

But, on a night like that... Lu Shu dared to go out at night without protection?

I really don’t know whether Lu Shu is brave or reckless. I hope he won’t die of a curse like Margaret.

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They moved forward and arrived at the first tribe at noon.

The first tribe is said to be a tribe, but its scale shocked Su Mingan and others. What appeared in front of them was clearly a small town-like area. The word "Ji Town" was also written on its door number.

It has actually become a town on its own.

The large stone brick wall erected in front of him, the moat outside the wall, and the well-equipped guards at the door all showed a completely different level from the primitive tribes. Su Mingan even saw an arrow tower on the top of the wall, something like an artillery piece.

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As the grand succession ceremony was approaching, a long line of people lined up at the gate of the wall. They were all people from various tribes who came to participate in the ceremony.

Su Mingan saw the shiny armor on the guards at the door, as well as their vaguely padded cotton clothes. Their sophistication in equipment was in sharp contrast to the old women, who were sallow and skinny and wore single clothes.

...It seems that no matter where in the world there will be class and gaps between rich and poor. Even in this cursed world where everyone is in danger, there will be oppressors and oppressed.

The difference between the first tribe and people in small gathering places like them is completely the difference between heaven and earth.

However, at least in the face of curses, everyone is equal, and no one can escape the fate of death.

...Perhaps, this can be regarded as a sad consolation for this injustice.

"stop!"

When they reached the queue, the guard stopped the old woman.

He looked at them for a moment, disgust showing on his face.

"The succession ceremony is sacred. Beggars are not welcome here, nor are those in danger of the curse breaking out." He pointed at the black line of the curse revealed by them, and waved his hands as if to ward off flies: "Go quickly, go! Don't block it.

Get on the road!"

As soon as they heard that the curse was about to break out, the other people in the queue immediately dispersed, leaving a large area around them to avoid them as if they were hiding from garbage.

The old lady Gu rubbed her hands, her face a little confused.

In the somewhat cold wind, the silver threads in her black hair glowed with a fragile light.

"But, I heard that the kind-hearted adults of the First Tribe will distribute some relief items to those of us who can't survive...especially on such an important day." She said quietly: "I beg you.

Please, young man, can you... give us people some living supplies."

She couldn't go back because the food in the gathering place was almost exhausted.

Before, she also went to those large tribes to beg everywhere in order to get back some survival resources.

"Let's go! Let's go!" The guard didn't care whether they would starve to death or not. His sympathy had been wiped out in his daily life.

However, when driving these people away, he saw the leader Kasha who was following Yamada Machichi.

"By the way, the leader and her adventurers can enter. As for you, you still have to leave. The First Tribe will never let a group of people on the verge of breaking out of the curse come in." The guard pointed at Kasha.

The old woman whispered to the others for a while, and finally she stood up.

"Then... let me in." She said: "They will find a place to live outside and will not go in."

The guard looked at the old woman and found that there were indeed no traces of curses on her body, and nodded.
To be continued...