【Silver Star Ranking:

No.1 Anonymous: 10

No.2 Edward: 6

No.3 anonymous: 5

No.4 Mizushima Kawaso: 5

No.5 Alantri: 5

No.6 anonymous: 4

No.7 Anonymous (you): 4 pills

No.8 Bonnie: 3

No.9 Agenice: 3

No.10 Noel: 2

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

The first 10 silver stars that can be said to be the best, is indeed very eye-catching.

In terms of exclusion, this person is not Noel, nor Edward or Mizushima Kawaso, so he can only be Su Lin or a dark horse on the top of the list.

In the first fifteen days, the dungeon only asked them to collect twelve silver stars. At dawn on the third day, the number of people was almost half, which means that the time was very relaxed, and the difficulty of the dungeon was mainly reflected in the competition for life and death in the dungeon.

After all, in the Jiu Shen Ghost dungeon just now, there were a total of ten players who died in the farm, accounting for one-tenth of all contestants. Logically speaking, the number of deaths in that dungeon should not be so much. It was Su Mingan's reversal of strength and Feng Chang's horizontal stroke that led to a significant increase in the number of deaths.

He walked back to the gathering place with Siber on his back and facing the dawn.

The people in the gathering place had already risen. As soon as he walked into the open space, the old woman and Teacher Fang immediately came up. Behind them, the people who were about to set off were packing their luggage.

The silly big Changsheng was running around with an axe and smiling, which caused others to complain.

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

She knew that this was a sign that the curse was on the verge of an outbreak, and there were similar traces on her son Changsheng.

"Siqian...is she still going to curse out?" Teacher Fang frowned:

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

She looked at Su Mingan, who was covered in grass leaves, with blood and soil on her legs, and noticed his equally pale face and faint dark circles, and found that his condition was also in a bad state.

In this world full of curses and strange aura, he trekked along the way and then accidentally entered the black wall full of malicious intentions, and was in a state of tension all night.

Seeing Su Mingan like this, Teacher Fang's tone of anger faded a little, but he still blamed: "I clearly... when I saw you for the first time, I asked you to take good care of Xixi so that the rest of her life would not be so hard. But you still have to drag her out at night..."

"'The rest of Xiboer'." Su Mingan said: "Does this define her ending?"

He did not look at Teacher Fang anymore.

Teacher Fang's words are correct in normal circumstances. But not everyone will be willing to die to gain a slight sense of stability before death.

Not to mention, Xiboer clearly has her own ambition to become a god. After she accurately dissected Meiyatu and told the secret secret of the farm, Su Mingan had already noticed her horror.

He looked at the unconscious Xiboer, her pale face shrank into the fiery red robe, and there was a slight trembling of black lines on her face, which was a curse movement.

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

The old woman is checking her condition.

"In her situation, she can no longer go to the purification cabin by herself. Now she can only let her blood relatives share the curse on her body like Changsheng and I. Where is this child, her blood relatives? Are they nearby?" the old woman asked.

Teacher Fang was silent.

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

The old woman thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Then she can only... the first tribe may have some treasures that suppress the curse, but these things are extremely precious. How can they be given to people like us..."

For the girl who was sleeping in her arms, she only expressed one meaning - it was beyond help.

Behind her, there were Changsheng's cheers, the sounds of men and women yawning and walking. This simple gathering place was so noisy that it made people frown.

The chaos like a slum is extremely intuitively presented to you.

Even if someone sees Chimbor in danger, he just glances at it. This kind of life and death is too common for them. They care more about whether her death will pollute the environment in which they live than to care about her life and death.

...Their eyes only have indifference, numbness and emptiness.

"Stay first." Su Mingan withdrew his gaze and made a quick decision. This place is not far from the First Tribe, and Xiboer should be able to hold on for a while.

The old woman nodded and immediately greeted the people to prepare to leave.

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

"Where is Lu Shu?" Su Mingan asked.

"Let's go." Yamadacho raised his eyelids and revealed his eyes as unsightly as ever: "He left last night, and I heard the movement of the house next door."

"Is that true..." Su Mingan said.

He guessed that Lu Shu must have gone to find the Soul Stone.

After all, Lu Shu was thrown away by such a reason last night, and even he would want to win one.

But on such a night... Lu Shu dared to go out at night without protection?

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

...

They walked all the way and arrived at the First Tribe at noon.

The first tribe was said to be a tribe, but its scale shocked Su Ming'an and others - what was presented to them was clearly a small town-like area. The word "Jizhen" was written on its door sign, and it had already established itself as a town.

The large stone brick wall erected in front of him, the guardrail 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 arrow towers and artillery-like things on the wall.

As the grand succession ceremony was approaching, there was a long queue at the door of the wall, and they were all people who came from various tribes to participate in the ceremony.

Su Mingan saw the bright armor on the guards at the door and their faintly thick cotton coats. Their exquisite equipment was in sharp contrast to the old woman's yellow face and thin skin, wearing single clothes.

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

The difference between the First Tribe and people from small gathering places like them is completely the difference between heaven and earth.

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

... Perhaps, this is also a sad comfort to this injustice.

"--stop!"

When they lined up, the guard stopped the old woman.

He looked at them for a while and disgust appeared on his face.

"The succession ceremony is sacred. Beggars are not welcome here, nor are they cursing those who are on the verge of outbreak." He pointed to the curse black line they revealed, shaking his hands like driving away flies: "Go quickly, go! Don't block the way!"

As soon as he heard a curse on the verge of erupting, the other people in line suddenly dispersed and forced a large circle of surrounding areas, hiding from them as if they were hiding from trash.

The old woman rubbed her hands, and her face was at a loss.

In the cold wind, the silver threads between her black hair were shining with a layer of fragile light.

"But, I heard that the kind-hearted, lords of the First Tribe will give us some relief to those of us who cannot survive...especially on such important days." She said unhappily: "I beg you, young man, can you... give us some living supplies?"

She couldn't go back, and the food in the gathering ground could no longer hold on.

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

"Let's go!" The guard, regardless of whether they would starve to death, his sympathy had long been wiped out in his life day after day.

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

"By the way, this guide and her adventurer can enter. As for you, you still have to leave. The First Tribe will never let a group of cursed people on the verge of bursting in." The guard pointed at Kasha.

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

"Then... let me go in." She said: "They will find a place outside to live, they won't go in."

The guard looked at the old woman and found that there was indeed no trace of curse on her body, so he nodded.

When it was Su Ming'an's turn, he was stopped.

"This person cannot enter, either." The guard pointed to Cybor on his back, and the traces of curse on her face were obvious.

Since Sibre was expelled from the First Tribe a few years ago, no one recognized her at this time.

Su Mingan now has many ways to obtain privileges. Whether it is the relationship between Feng Chang, the black lamb's authority bracelet, or the raven, he should be able to bring people in.

Considering the meaning of the raven, he decided to reveal the Black Lamb bracelet first.

"I..." He raised his hand.

"——Wait a minute." A crisp call suddenly came from the fence.

A girl in a long skirt and dignified manner came from the wall.

She has beautiful blonde hair like a waterfall, light steps, and the unique rhythm of being the superior. Her white skin is almost transparent under the light, and her whole body is as eye-catching as the snow lotus on the top of the mountain.
To be continued...