The Super Universe Leveling Game

The players sent out by the Divine Immortal Pavilion were 10,000 people. The Divine Immortal Pavilion was rich, and the players recruited were all elites. In the process of luring the Crimson Flame Green-Gold Niwan Ant, they had lost about 3,000 people, and there were still 7,000 people left. Dongfang Qingyu only sent out 1,000 people, and against 7,000 people, it was like throwing an egg at a rock. In two charges, they were destroyed by the Divine Immortal Pavilion.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu did not give up, and gathered another 1000 people to continue attacking the Divine Immortal Pavilion, but they were all destroyed by the Divine Immortal Pavilion again. Dongfang Qingyu still did not give up, and then gathered another 1000 players to harass and stop them. This time, they held on for a longer time, and fought intermittently for a day before they all died.    

    

"Dongfang Qingyu is not throwing an egg at a rock, Dongfang Qingyu is smart." The forty bandits understood Dongfang Qingyu's plan.    

    

"Dongfang Qingyu doesn't have any soldiers. It's already not easy for him to deploy 3000 people. This way, even if something happens in the future, he will have an excuse to avoid it. No wonder the players he sent were all rookies." The female representative from Polar Bear also came back to her senses. At first, she thought it was Dongfang Qingyu's way of delaying the inevitable.    

    

"Aiyo, not good!" The forty thieves suddenly received a message. He only took a glance at it and his expression changed.    

    

"What?" The female representative had just finished asking when she also received the message.    

    

Conscription order!    

    

Dongfang Qingyu, as the 'general manager of the army', issued a conscription order to 'Polar Bear' to deal with the Crimson Flame Green-Golden Mud Ball Ant.    

    

The question was, should he accept the conscription order? If they accepted the invitation, it would ruin the good situation. If they didn't, it would be going against the imperial decree. Dongfang Qingyu taking off the tiger skin and using it as a flag would put everyone in a dilemma.    

    

"Dongfang Qingyu is so cunning." The Forty Great Bandits said.    

    

"It's not troublesome." After the female representative's initial anger, she quickly calmed down and revealed a confident smile. The forty bandits looked at her in confusion.    

    

"In fact, Dongfang Qingyu has already given us a very good example." The female representative said.    

    

"I understand. I still can't be angry. Anger affects thinking." The forty bandits also laughed. If Dongfang Qingyu wanted troops, he could just give them, but he wouldn't give them the elites, only the rookies. If something went wrong, and the Imperial Court wanted to blame him, there would be bad things. It could be said that I have already cooperated very well, and if I can't win, that would be a problem of the commander, the 'General Manager of the Marching Army'.    

    

So one by one, the rookie army went up to stop the action of the Pavilion of Immortals, and each time they rushed up aggressively, and in a few rounds they were defeated and even wiped out. The Divine Immortal Pavilion understood Dongfang Qingyu's sinister intentions and sent more people.    

    

The Pavilion of Immortals bought a lot of fish to lure the flaming green gold termites, which were bought in Xuanwu City and sold in a shop owned by the Xuanwu City Group.    

    

The Scarlet Flame Green Gold Ball Ants were omnivorous insects. Leaves and grass could be eaten, as well as all kinds of meat and bones. Furthermore, they were eaten cleanly without any leftovers. The teeth of the Scarlet Flame Green-Golden Soil Ant were very good, and it could even bite through metal. It could eat anything that humans could eat, and it could also eat things that humans couldn't.    

    

A large amount of fish meat was thrown onto the ground, and the Scarlet Flame Green-Golden Soil Ant swarmed over. In just a dozen or so seconds, the mountain of fish corpses was reduced to a skeleton. In less than a minute, the skeleton was gone, and there wasn't even a trace of blood left. The members of the Divine Immortal Pavilion then continued to throw the bodies of the fish, mainly the large ones.    

    

With this method, the Scarlet Flame Green-Golden Soil Ant's speed was extremely fast. According to the normal speed of expansion, it would take at most half a year to reach Azure Dragon City, but at this speed, it would take at most half a month.    

    

The Scarlet Flame Green-Golden Mire Ants crossed mountains and rivers, and neither the desert nor the swamp could stop them. Everywhere they went, all life was wiped out, and not a blade of grass grew.    

    

Apart from their small size, no flaws could be found on the Scarlet Flame Green-Golden Soil Ant.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu continued to write memorials to the Imperial Palace, but every time, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any feedback.    

    

"So what if you are a third grade civil servant? What's so great about a Battle King? In the end, he was still not welcomed by the emperor. Hmph, he usually has a high and mighty appearance, showing off his strength. Now, he has been slapped in the face, right?" The official at the entrance of the yamen mocked when he saw that Dongfang Qingyu's memorial did not have any reaction every time.    

    

"Don't say that. He is still the City Lord of the Black Tortoise City. Even if he is not valued by the Emperor, there are still many people who flatter him." A player who was also a minor official on the side said.    

    

"Dongfang Qingyu is too stupid to see the situation clearly. He knows that the Emperor doesn't like him, so he should stay far away from him."    

    

...    

    

The rumors about Green Dragon City could not escape Dongfang Qingyu's ears. He only smiled and did not refute. He continued to write memorials and submit memorials. Days passed just like that, and news of Mang Mountain and Fengdu returned.    

    

Mang Mountain was building a tall tower. The Emperor might miss heaven. The foundation had been dug down three hundred meters. According to the structure, the height of the open air was probably more than fifteen hundred meters. Two of the mountains near Mang Mountain had already been hollowed out and were still being dug.    

    

Fengdu was building an underground palace, or a mausoleum. It was a deep underground palace that was close to 1000 meters deep. The emperor might want to go to hell. The dirt and stones were piled up into two mountains seven or eight kilometers away.    

    

"One high, one low, one high, one low, what does that mean?" Dongfang Qingyu could not understand. He came to Second City of Qingsha, and Han Shasha invited the master to deduce. The Emperor had spent tens of billions of money and tens of millions of troops. It could not be a momentary interest. There must be a deeper purpose.    

    

The goat-bearded old man in ancient linen clothes was tall and thin. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and had the aura of a deity. He held a brush in his left hand and danced on a piece of white paper.    

    

It was a left-handed Daoist. Dongfang Qingyu rarely saw a left-handed Daoist, so he took a closer look. Heh, the Daoist was drawing a map, which was a map of the empire's territory. Needless to say, the Daoist had some skills, and he didn't even need to flip through the information. As the brush moved, mountains and rivers appeared. Dongfang Qingyu might not be familiar with other things, but he was familiar with the Prayer River. The curve, size, and length were exactly the same. From this, it could be seen that the Daoist was not drawing randomly, but was really skilled.    

    

Very quickly, the map was completed. The old priest wrote four words on the left and right corners of the map, Mang Mountain and Fengdu respectively. Then, he put down the brush and stared at the map for a long time before slowly closing his eyes."    

    

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