"Five places to enter the mission at will, this time Brother Long is very generous."

In the bright room, Fia's tone was extremely calm and her expression was very calm. At this moment, there was no trace of strangeness between the woman's expression. It seemed that she was not forced to cooperate with Nan Ao, but that she was Nan Ao's partner from the beginning.

“Are there many five places?”

Nan Ao spoke calmly, but the scene of people constantly flattering on the road when they came back appeared in their minds. The kind of flattery that was simply unconcealed made Nan Ao feel extremely shocked. You must know that these flattery people are not weak people, and each of them has extremely powerful power.

Never once saw so many powerful people without integrity and bottom line. Compared with these, even this house that doesn’t know what principle to use to generate electricity for lighting and other technological means is not uncommon.

"There are not many places in the five places. In fact, this is also the upper limit of your direct line. However, these five places are not subject to any control. You can imagine how temptation it is to most people who need to queue up to enter the task to gain strong power, but you can enter the task at will."

Fia smiled and sat in front of Nan Ao. This woman was a smart person. She no longer planned to change from the moment she knew she could not change. For example, she really regarded herself as Nan Ao's subordinate.

Five direct descendants.

Nan Ao smiled gently. There could be no real five direct descendants in this tribe. These people don’t know how long they have been here. Everyone was sincerely afraid of Brother Long. Even if he found five people, he would never be able to become his direct descendants.

If Selena, Jennifer, Spider and others could become direct descendants. As for people in this world, let's forget it.

He shook his head slightly. Anyway, the so-called direct line cannot help for the time being, so Nan Ao naturally would not consider looking for a direct line here.

"When will you continue the mission? This mission has been hurt by you."

Next to him, Fia spoke again. This sentence made Nan Ao smile. The woman was not dissatisfied and seemed to be quite confident about her becoming her own direct line.

Directly.

hehe.

"tomorrow."

Nan Ao spoke lightly.

At this moment, in another room in the Rocking Mountain Alliance, in the same bright room, Brother Long sat carelessly on a giant chair, and in front of him was a boy who looked like a scholar.

"What do you think of this businessman?"

Brother Long's tone was very opposite to when he met Nan Ao. However, Brother Long could be called a hero at this moment. If he was sitting on a big tiger-skin chair under his butt and holding a big knife in his hand, it would probably be no different from the legendary Shan Da Wang.

"Either a cautious person, a timid person, or a very cunning person, but according to the words of Luodi, this guy is definitely not a cautious or timid person, so the only explanation is that this guy has a very cunning person."

The boy's tone was calm, but Brother Long's expression changed slightly. He looked at the boy, "Do you think we should destroy this Shangshang?"

The tone of questioning was a hint of murderous aura. I think the young man would say one, probably tonight would be Nan'ao's death day.

"Of course not. After all, it is a businessman. As long as it is controlled in its hands, it will be beneficial to the Luoshan Alliance."

The young man smiled and shook his head, "Also, I can feel that that guy is not strong, so this person can still stay."

"Then stay, damn it, don't bother this guy. I feel that my strength seems to be close to transformation. If I can transform successfully, it doesn't matter even if this guy has any conspiracy."

Unknown to Nan Ao, he escaped a catastrophe. At the same time, this Long Brother missed the last chance to kill Nan Ao.

On the second day, without waiting for anyone who was flattering to come, Nan Ao began to start the altar with Fia to prepare for the mission.

"You are such a lunatic. No one in this world can do missions like you. However, I like adventure and it's better to stay in the mission world forever."

Fia cursed, but did not intend to stop entering the mission with Nan Ao. However, Nan Ao did not respond to Fia's words. According to the memory he read, Nan Ao knew that the way of this Heavenly Dao World mission was to divide the person into two, the clone entered the mission, and the subject stayed in the Heavenly Dao World.

However, the clone and subject are all part of themselves after all, and Nan Ao is a little afraid of such things that he has never experienced before.

According to the memory I read, Nan Ao began to carry out the tasks step by step. The altar is actually mysterious, but it is similar to a game login. It has various tasks choices, and each task has a relevant level, clearly explaining the degree of danger.

Of course, Nan Ao also understood that it is impossible to completely bring all the strength into the mission world because of the limitations of the Heavenly Dao. The clone only has part of the strength of the original body.

Although this ensures that there will be no death, Nan Ao never wants to try the so-called death of the clone. Therefore, when choosing a task, Nan Ao subconsciously chose the corresponding task according to the memories read by Fia and the level of the two.

Fia is a mechanic, and most of the forces that he possesses are related to machinery. Even if he controls humans, it is just a special ability and his combat power is not very strong.

As for Nan Ao, in this world of Heavenly Dao, he has the power of the gods. However, the power of the gods will be suppressed when entering the mission. Moreover, Nan Ao cannot be sure whether the skills he copied will be directly restricted by the Heavenly Dao when he is performing the mission.

Opening the altar, Nan Ao directly placed the target on the lowest level task, without any dangerous evaluation tasks. Soon, an inconspicuous task appeared in Nan Ao's sight.

Extremely simple task to eliminate loopholes in the sacrifice of an indigenous tribe.

"The sacrifices of indigenous tribes are the most primitive prototypes of gods. Under the influence of loopholes, it is very likely that they will become gods."

Seeing this task, Fia quickly gave an explanation, and Nan Ao nodded slightly. Although the potential is very great, the threat is absolutely not high. Indigenous tribes, there must be no technology. I am afraid there are not many iron tools, and since it is the lowest level task, then there will be no mysterious power that is too powerful.

Even if Nan Ao only has the power of the Poison Ivy Girl, or simply has nothing left, it can be solved by wisdom. What's more, there should be some power left.

"It's sure it's this task."

Nanao asked Fia, who nodded. No matter how you look at such a task, there seemed to be no problem. At that moment, Nanao determined his choice, and in an instant, Nanao felt a wonderful feeling.

It was as if his body had been split and part of it was pulled out. It seemed like it had become two people.

This feels a bit uncomfortable. It is obvious that one more person is created, but it makes people feel that they have lost some of themselves. The awkward feeling is completely indescribable.

Two perspectives, two feelings also make people feel weird.

When the altar began to work, Nan Ao felt like he was forcibly stuffed into a narrow space. It seemed that the whole world began to become dark and claustrophobic, and the sense of the subject was completely covered by the feeling of the clone.

Originally, this feeling seemed to be unbearable, but for some reason, while the constant sliding feeling, Nan Ao felt a pain that he could not breathe, and he couldn't help but struggle.

"No, what are you doing, damn it."

Fia's shrill shouts sounded in Nan'ao's ears, probably the subject's hearing. Nan'ao was shocked, but the whole world suddenly fell into darkness. The narrow space wrapped around him seemed to have begun to break slightly. There was nothing in Nan'ao's consciousness, the subject, the clone, everything seemed to have begun to dissipate.

What is this? Is it a malfunction?

What kind of damn heavenly world, what kind of damn missions will even have accidents when entering the mission. What's the matter?

Nan Ao cursed. At this time, his clone body lost its sense and completely fell into a coma.

In the endless desert, many white clouds floated by leisurely, and a group of hiking men seemed to step out of the distant history in the desert and slowly appeared under the sun.

The first man looked particularly like a powerful general in ancient legends, with rough lines on his face and rock-like perseverance.

"Brother Hu, we are lost. Damn it, the east desert is too big, and the desert here is not the same as the ones in ours. Brother Hu, what should we do."

A man shouted loudly. These men seemed to be the most brave warriors. Originally, even if the knife was coming, he shouldn't have let out such a roar, but at this moment, the man was obviously on the verge of collapse.

The man who was shouting began to see the eyes of the man. There was no trace of human rational existence in his eyes, and he looked like an idiot.

The leading man stopped, turned around, and looked at the man expressionlessly.

"Atu, give Tuya some pleasure."

The man spoke coldly. In the crowd, a young man who also seemed to walk out of the dust of history suddenly raised his hand from his waist and quickly wiped the throat of his companion who had collapsed his will in the past.

The bright red blood spread in the desert and soon evaporated cleanly.

"Brother Hu, our water is enough for us to walk for another three days. If we can't find the water source to replenish within three days, we will die."

The boy killed his collapsed companion, but his expression calmly opened. When this sentence came out, the faces of the men around him became more and more gloomy, but fortunately, these people did not collapse like their companions.

“I’ll find it.”

Brother Hu spoke in a deep voice, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes. His figure rushed out like a phantom, almost spreading across hundreds of meters away in a sand pit.

The figures of the men following Brother Hu also moved one after another, each movement was extremely flexible, with nearly twenty people moving quickly. However, there was not even a grain of sand raised in the desert, and there was no footprint on the ground. Apart from the dead man's body that had been covered by the sand, there was no trace of anyone else appearing here.

"Although still alive. A Tu, bring water."

In the sand pit, Brother Hu was squatting next to a young man. He was a young man with black hair, looking less than thirty years old, with slender skin and tender flesh, and his fingers were extremely slender, but a few of them seemed to be covered with calluses.

"Brother Hu, this person should be a thief. Look at his fingers. Those calluses should be left behind during daily practice and theft."

A Tu spoke indifferently, but before he finished speaking, he had already interrupted his words by Brother Hu's sharp eyes, who suddenly turned his head and looked over. Under Brother Hu's sharp eyes, A Tu could no longer say anything else.

"Atu. You are afraid that this young man will share the water we don't want. This is not the behavior of the warriors. I hope this is your confusion for a moment."

Brother Hu's voice was not very sharp, but A Tu's face turned and lowered his head.

"No matter who he is, I will save him first. The tribe has no idea that he will not save him."

Brother Hu's tone returned to calm, and he casually opened the kettle from another companion who had handed it over, helped the boy on the ground and gently brought it over.

He poured as little water as he wanted into the boy's mouth without hesitation until the whole pot of water was consumed, and Brother Hu's expression did not change at all. Although the men standing behind Brother Hu's throats were constantly subconsciously swallowing when they watched the boy drink water, none of them had any changes in their expression.

These men are indeed like iron-clad men, even if they cannot overcome the body's instinctive reactions. However, their resilience has reached its extreme.

A whole pot of water entered his stomach, and the boy finally woke up with a slight humming.

"Damn it, what exactly is this place?"

The boy's eyes opened and he said something that made Brother Hu, including men, stunned. They didn't understand the boy's words at all.

"Has the language of the Eastern Wilderness changed? It seems that the tribe has not been connected with the Eastern Wilderness for so long?"

A Tu spoke in a daze with wide eyes.

"This young man is probably not from the Eastern Wilderness."

Brother Hu thought for a moment, but when Brother Hu finished his words, the boy who woke them up surprised them again.

"Good experience, I am indeed not from the Eastern Wilderness, but I am not a barbarian. You can think of me as a ranger, haha, I am from Jiuzhou."

The boy suddenly spoke in a language that was no different from Brother Hu and others.

This young man could only be Nan Ao. From the moment he woke up, Nan Ao subconsciously displayed his abilities. Fortunately, his abilities have no problem in this world, so he instantly mastered the language of Brother Hu and others.

The world is divided into five parts, including the Eastern Wilderness, the Southern Barbarians, the Northern Ice Field, the Western Wilderness, and the Jiuzhou. Among them, the only ones living in Jiuzhou are people with black hair, yellow skin and dark eyes.
To be continued...