Let's suffer a little longer, fellow Blue Star folks.

Mirage Tank: Let's discuss this within our legion first. Anyway, those villagers haven't arrived at the trading point yet, and our mission hasn't officially ended yet.

While talking in the group, Phantom Tank quickly climbed out of the resurrection chamber.

He had to hurry to the trading point. He couldn't expect that when the mission was settled, he, the legion commander, would not be present.

Fortunately, the place where they were attacked was some distance away from the trading point. He found a truck at the gathering place that was transporting medicine to the trading point, and arrived at the temporary camp prepared for the villagers first.

"Phantom! Help unload the cargo!"

Before the car even stopped, Fujiwara Tofu Shop skillfully opened the cargo box, jumped in, quickly carried out a large wooden box, and then shouted to the Mirage Tank who was still looking around on the roof.

"Anyway, your people haven't arrived yet!"

"Oh! Here I come!"

The Phantom Tank naturally did not refuse.

After all, when you're riding in someone else's car, there's nothing wrong with helping them move some things.

"Hey, Fujiwara, who's that over there? Do you have a Xuan-level cultivator in your Cat Corps?"

The Phantom Tank followed Fujiwara Tofu Shop to place the box in the designated location, while watching Han Yang in the distance drink up the bag of potion on his waist.

Judging from his unrestrained appearance, he obviously drank a lot.

"He."

Fujiwara Tofu Shop also turned around to look at Han Yang who was still working hard, and there was a hint of admiration in his tone naturally.

"He was a dedicated soldier."

At this moment, Han Yang's thoughts have changed from:

"Ahhhhhhh! When I get back, I'm going to make Chu Wei give me a long, paid vacation! Otherwise, I'm going to tear his house apart!"

became:

'Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?'

"Brother Han! The wall here is a bit thin! It needs to be thicker!"

"Oh, here we come."

Han Yang turned around very mechanically, threw the bag on his waist aside, and walked to the player not far away.

He has been working for more than ten hours straight.

Although he took a brief break of more than ten minutes, his heart was still in chaos.

Until a group of people suddenly appeared on the distant horizon, he finally completed the construction of the last roof.

Then he heard a player beside him put his hands on his hips and said with a sigh:

"Finally done it. Just before these NPCs arrived, the house..."

"Oh!"

"Hey hey hey! Brother Han fell down!!"

"Doctor! Where is the doctor!!"

"Save Brother Han! He's dying! Go find a doctor!"

"Stop yelling, dammit."

Han Yang trembled and hammered the [Devil Muscle Man] who was holding himself, his tone sounding like calling for the soul.

"Find me a room so I can sleep for a while."

Chapter 347 Mission Completed

Three hours later.

Han Yang opened his eyes drowsily.

In front of him was a high ceiling without any decorations or patterns, and there were even thin spider webs in the corners.

Hmm? Where is this?

This isn't my home...

As his consciousness gradually cleared, the memories in Han Yang's mind began to slowly flow back, and some things that he "didn't want to recall" also re-entered his mind.

Shit, I remember now.

He was sent to a settlement in the north to repair houses. He worked for more than ten hours and was even so tired that he died on the construction site.

Damn it! That damn Chu Wei, he'll definitely give him a hard time when he gets back...

Just as Han Yang's mentality was gradually changing, a strong fragrance suddenly came into his nose.

Ok?

It smells so good~

Han Yang narrowed his eyes, then turned his head and looked to the side following the scent.

Not far from the bed, there was a coffee table with a bowl of rice on it, which seemed to be covered with meat and gravy.

This should be the meat of the snaketail chicken...

Han Yang sniffed.

I also fried his favorite Jueyun green peppers.

"Gu..."

A crisp sound came from his stomach.

hungry.

Let’s eat!

Han Yang did not hesitate any further, his mentality was successfully washed away by the fragrance.

He quickly got out of bed, took three or four steps to the coffee table, and without even using chopsticks, he just grabbed a mouthful of rice with his hands and put it into his mouth.

"Hmm~"

"good to eat!"

After taking two bites with his hands, Han Yang finally remembered the spoon placed aside, then picked up the spoon and began to stuff rice into his mouth frantically.

The rice grains that overflowed from the corners of his mouth smeared on his face. He squinted his eyes, stuck out his tongue with an intoxicated look, and just when he was about to lick the rice grains off the corners of his mouth...

"squeak--"

The door was pushed open by [Fujiwara Tofu Shop], and his eyes met Han Yang's silently.

The two of them paused at the same time.

"Forehead……"

Fujiwara Tofu Shop blinked, then silently took a step back and quietly closed the door of the room.

"and many more!"

Han Yang quickly wiped the rice grains off his face, then rushed to the door in three or two steps and opened it again.

"What's going on?! Don't go!"

Then when he opened the door, he saw that Fujiwara Tofu Shop had not left at all, but was standing in front of the door, bending over, as if he wanted to peek at something.

Their eyes met again.

This time, it was Han Yang who blinked silently.

"Forehead……"

Fujiwara Tofu Shop cleared his throat instantly, then stood up straight and spoke seriously.

"There's going to be an auction at the trading point soon. The item being auctioned is the right to kill a high-level, mid-stage demon. The auctioneer is a corps from our gathering place. I'd like to ask if you're interested."

And this sentence also successfully attracted Han Yang's attention.

"What? The right to kill a high-level demon?!"

Han Yang leaned his head forward slightly, and there was some uncertainty in his tone.

Did he hear it right?

"What's the point of buying this thing?"

"Forehead……"

Fujiwara Tofu Shop thought about it for a moment.

"It's useless, just a symbol."

Finding that he couldn't explain himself clearly, he simply continued, "So you want to go?"

"go!"

Han Yang instantly became interested.

Although he was a Xuan-level cultivator, he had never killed a high-level demon, let alone witnessed the grand spectacle of a high-level demon being auctioned off.

Plus he had helped these people build the house.

But it's vacation time now! How can we miss this excitement?!

So, under the guidance of Fujiwara Tofu Shop, the two rushed to an open space outside the trading point.

This place was originally used to stack wood. Now that the temporary house has been built, it has been temporarily requisitioned by the Mirage Tank. A few tables and chess pieces have been placed here, and it is used as an auction venue.

However, since tens of thousands of villagers had come to the area, by the time the two of them arrived, the place was already crowded with people, and they couldn't see anything from the back.

Han Yang secretly raised the ground beneath their feet and finally saw the simple auction venue and the demon placed in the middle of the venue.

Damn, it’s really a high-level demon!

It's also an uncommon black-blade demon. This kind of demon is very aggressive and should be difficult to catch.

Then Han Yang's eyes fell on the few people who were still walking back and forth in the venue.

A late yellow level.

A mid-stage yellow rank.

There is still one……

An early Xuan-level cultivator? And an earth-attribute cultivator?!

"Ah? There are Xuan-level practitioners with earth attributes in your gathering place?!" Han Yang immediately turned his head and looked at Fujiwara Tofu Shop and asked.

His tone was full of shock, he even felt that he had been deceived!

You have a Xuan-level cultivator with earth attribute, so why did you ask the guards to send me over!

What about the grievances I have received during this period!

The pain I've endured during this time...

"Oh, you mean the phantom."

Fujiwara Tofu Shop naturally interrupted Han Yang's inner accusations.

"He just broke through by killing a high-level demon. He was previously leading his troops to escort the villagers who were taking refuge east of the trading point. He's not here either."

"what?"

Han Yang blinked silently.

"Did you just make a breakthrough today?"

"Uh..." Fujiwara Tofu Shop paused, "I guess so."

"What a coincidence."

Han Yang sighed, but still added a nice word.

"Then congratulations on having a new Xuan-level expert at your gathering place."

Then he looked at the players who were on guard at the edge of the auction venue.

Surprisingly, half of them have cultivation levels above the Yellow Rank.