The Great World

The lightning strikes precisely on the black-painted one-horned rhino.

The instant high-voltage current made him tremble all over, accompanied by the white smoke rising, Lan Ju opened his mouth and bit down on the opponent's neck fiercely.

Crocodiles are known for their strong bite force.

And this method, based on the primitive instinct deep in the gene, possesses the source power, and can perform weird and peculiar source spells, and it is deeply suppressed.

At such a close distance, the most effective way to kill is to bite the opponent's throat.

After the heart, the most effective and quickest way.

Click--

After a crisp sound, due to the pressure caused by the height, the blood seemed to have found a catharsis, and the bee pupae came out.

There was a rain of blood in the sky.

Zhang Jian bathed in it, stretched out his tongue to feel the warm and sweetness in it, and his heart beats faster.

The black one-horned rhino with a big hole in its throat was struggling frantically when the countdown to life sounded.

Lan Ju released his hand, deployed a defensive stance, and stood in front of Zhang Jian.

Before the creatures die, it is extremely terrifying, and the blue giant must be careful not to counterattack from the opposite side.

Let go of your hand because you are afraid that the black one-horned rhino will break free, or you may take yourself to Zhang Jian's place.

Even if one wipes his shoulders, Zhang Jian will become a meatloaf.

The black-lacquered one-horned rhino's vitality is majestic like a balloon, but at this moment, the throat is like a needle in the balloon, piercing a hole, and the vitality quickly escapes.

Soon after, the black-lacquered one-horned rhino slammed into the mountain, and its body fell like a jade pillar pushing a golden mountain, and the ground was dusty.

The body also twitched twice.

"Lang Ju, look."

Lan Ju nodded, expressing his understanding, and his gaze stayed within the black one-horned rhino for a moment.

This is a common operation.

The corpse of the source beast needs to be intact. The first time it dies, it needs to be observed for a period of time before Zhang Jian will come forward to collect it, so as to prevent the corpse from cheating or disguising the corpse, and then being killed by a counterattack.

Heiqi Zhang Jian decided to collect it, and at any rate he could earn forty to fifty thousand.

If it is of no value, let the blue giant cut it directly with sharp claws to see if there is a source core, and there is no need to ensure that the corpse is intact.

Zhang Jian followed the slave soldier and walked to the young man, looking at him indifferently.

The youth just captured the moment when Zhang Jian's tongue was licking blood at the corner of his mouth.

Now Zhang Jian's face was bloody, and his eyes were like putting him through a sieve. The young man felt that his legs were about to swing.

His wife is too strong!

"Hello." Zhang Jian put one hand in his pocket and watched the young man tremblingly holding the phone. The young man held the phone horizontally. After a little thought, he would know that he was taking a picture.

"You...Hello!" The young man was shocked by Zhang Jian's aura, but he couldn't help but get excited when he heard Zhang Jian greet him.

It's like a student being slapped on the shoulder by the grade director and said, "You're good."

Zhang Jian felt the inexplicable excitement of the young man in front of him, and he didn't know why.

I thought, I didn't get to the point where men and women eat everything.

"Meow~" Xiao Hei let out a cry of dissatisfaction, and saw the round drops of blood adhering to his fur disappear one by one.

"Are you photographing me?"

"Yes, yes, Miaohuang."

"Emperor Meow?" Zhang Jian looked strange, "Emperor Meow meant me?"

Stretch out your finger and point to yourself.

The young man nodded like garlic, and turned the phone screen to Zhang Jian like a treasure.

There is no internet in the monuments, but the bib can be cached. What Zhang Jian sees now is the image of the bib before the internet is disconnected.

"This is my bib..." Zhang Jian recognized that head at a glance, it was the head of a cat standing upright holding a fist.

Under that poor scarf, there is a row of people who are following oneself and showing messages on fan nameplates.

"Emperor Meow is here to offer incense!"

"Emperor Miao, don't come to meet Emperor Miao (^???^)!"

"Miaohuang is big, I have already helped you register for the fan title of Miaohuang, please contact me when you see this message!"

"Meow meow meow?"

...

There were a lot of messages, and Zhang Jian watched for more than ten seconds and returned the phone to the youth.

He is not interested in these.

I just look at the bib occasionally.

He has to forbear obsessive-compulsive disorder every time and not light the red dots, so he has almost forgotten the bib from the last time occasionally.

As for the fan economy, he thinks it will only make him degenerate.

The economic benefits brought by the fan economy are so many and fast, which is why many schools and forces will launch star beast masters.

But these celebrity beast masters all have a common problem.

Low combat effectiveness!

Perhaps they had a veritable strength at the beginning, but over time, due to various commercial activities, posing for photos, etc., they will take up a lot of their time, and even some cracks in the relationship with their own source beasts are not rare.

They rely on the company's packaging operations, stand on the cusp of traffic, **** the blood of mediocre people to live a life of drunken gold and gold.

Of course, there is no shortage of celebrity beast masters with sufficient strength, but those are only a few, only a handful of them.

It is also very understandable. After all, the star Beastmaster, relying on Yan Lean on a certain talent, or the wealth brought by a hot topic at a time, is too simple and depraved.

Zhang Jian's unwillingness to become a star beast master is not without its influence.

He is just an ordinary person, he is afraid that he can't resist the temptation, once he makes a deal with the devil, he may fall forever.

"So, you took my picture to put it on the neck..."

The young man looked at the keel stick in the slave soldier's hand, it was the existence of Heiqi that had just been smashed, and his desire to survive made him nodding.

"Do you usually brush your bib?" Zhang Jian looked at the violent ape next to the young man. It was obvious that he hadn't cultivated very well. While he was not vigilant, he didn't have too much murderous in his eyes.

Compared to the ethereal and icy aura that can be felt when standing next to Blue Giant, Violent Ape is a younger brother.

"Yeah, the people on the scarf are so fun to talk, you can't stop when you swipe them, they are all talents, and they speak nicely..."

Zhang Jian quickly stopped him, fearing that he would waste his time again if he continued.

Encounter is fate, let him solve it.

After all, taking pictures of yourself is a beauty.

And the angle is very nice, I seem to feel "Who is this person?" "Fuck, he's so handsome!"

Zhang Jian patted the young man's shoulder, his eyes softened gradually, and he began to speak earnestly.

"I suggest you brush a little less on your scarf.

Do you recall carefully, are there advertisements in the fixed ranking positions?

That's the money the bib earns from you.

time is money.

Your time is not rich, but you still have to help them, waste your time, give your precious time to others, and let others pick up and sell money.

Robbing the poor and helping the rich is all about..."

Zhang Jian is right. The bib is to attract the public's attention, and the advertisements and traffic attached to its content are their means of making money.

The majority is mediocrity, and mediocrity means poverty most of the time.

The operators behind the bib are the rich themselves.

It is not an exaggeration to rob yourself of the poor and help others to be rich.

The young man looked repentant and thought about the time he wasted. He immediately stretched out his hand and slapped himself, bowed his head and said sincerely, "Thank you Miaohuang for teaching."

Zhang Jian nodded, feeling a bit of accomplishment in his heart, and then said: "You can cultivate violent apes from these directions. There are brute force trees near Lei Chi..."

The young people were hungry and thirsty, and they admired Zhang Jian more and more.

Look, this is Miaohuang, it's beyond ordinary people for no reason.

Just a few words about cultivating violent apes cannot be said without a vast reserve of knowledge.

On weekdays, the bib pictures are new things, such as the new source beast, the young lady dance, the top one tank and so on.

But thinking about it carefully, he couldn't get these things he likes to watch.

These almost tailor-made training programs made the youth sincerely grateful to Zhang Jian. These can not be known by looking at the scarf, but are the methods that can actually improve the violent apes.

"Swimming the scarf less, watching more battle videos, material identification, etc., when you have time. Okay, if you are interested, you can come and watch me dissecting the source beast. It must be a bit helpful to you." At the end, Zhang Jian thought for a while, and added one more sentence. .

"Occasional brushing is still okay. For example, brushing a scarf can relax you and relieve the fatigue of the day. You can also spend about ten minutes at the end of your study and work."

The current age does not mean that you can enjoy the time.

As for whether the young man listened, Zhang Jian didn't care about it.

"Okay, okay, thank you Miaohuang!" The young man's face flushed and his tone was excited, but in his heart he thought that he could record the Miaohuang's anatomy of the source beast at close range. Putting it on the collar would definitely become a hot topic!