389: The four martial gods are here to pick you up!

【 Daily Settlement Rewards are as follows: 】

【 Completed the task of collecting golden pattern fruit, rewarded with money +200,000, Strength +5, Physique +5, Agility +5. 】

【 Completed the task of collecting Fossil Pterosaurs fur, rewarded with money +100,000, Strength +3, Physique +3, Spirit +3, Agility +3. Your perception of correct routes in labyrinthine terrain +50%. 】

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【 Completed the task of killing Heaven-Shaking Slave, rewarded with money +100,000,000, Strength +20, Physique +20, Spirit +20, Agility +20. Your fall damage from the air is reduced by 20%, your weapon damage resistance +20%, your vision interference in fog is reduced by 20%, your stability in continuous movement of various objects +20%. 】

Countless, no less than twenty-odd task rewards, flooded Shen Bei's vision.

Some tasks were chosen by individual Martial Artists.

Some tasks were officially listed on the bounty board long-term.

The harvest from this trip was quite substantial.

At the same time, the massive increase in attributes also caused Shen Bei's Realm to skyrocket.

Especially the feeling brought by Physique.

His entire body felt incredibly comfortable, with warm currents continuously washing over his flesh.

It was like soaking in a hot spring.

Extremely comfortable.

Next, Shen Bei began to review the task reward descriptions.

There was nothing noteworthy about the other tasks.

As long as a task didn't involve killing, the attribute points rewarded were all 3 points.

But if it involved killing, the attribute points were as high as five points.

Especially the killing of Maru Go and Heaven-Shaking Slave.

Even though it was in North Mansion at the time, a pure street fight, it was just about who was tougher.

But from the System's perspective, the rewards were still settled according to their Realm.

Of course, logically speaking, Maru Go shouldn't have been rewarded 20 points, as his true Realm hadn't reached the Divine-Grade level.

But the strange thing was that his identity was simply too noble!

A member of the Royal Family!

Such a Bloodline is truly valuable.

Shen Bei was truly envious.

If he could reach the Imperial City of the Central Continent on his next trip into the dungeon.

Tsk tsk… …

He dared not think about it, dared not think about it!

And the 20 attribute points rewarded by Heaven-Shaking Slave were self-explanatory.

One of the renowned Eight Great Killers of the Headhunter Tribe.

Whether in terms of reputation or grade, he was absolutely the ceiling of the T0 echelon in the human world.

It was just bad luck that upon entering North Mansion, everyone was on the same starting line.

If Shen Bei let go of this opportunity, he would truly be letting himself down.

After calming his excited mood.

Shen Bei shivered, not knowing what grade he had Advanced to so far.

There were two ways to verify it: casually throw a punch, see if his strength had increased, and by how much, and he would have a rough idea.

But he was currently on a plane, and frankly speaking, Shen Bei could smash the plane to pieces with one punch.

The other way was to get tested.

Shen Bei suppressed the urge to punch, knowing he would find out everything after getting tested later.

According to Shen Bei's guess, Sixth Grade was the minimum.

As for Seventh Grade… …

He didn't know.

A double jump seemed a bit exaggerated.

… …

Three hours later.

The plane landed safely in Shen City.

Zhuang Bifan, escorting Gu Jiu, followed Shen Bei off the plane.

He immediately saw Bai Wei waiting below.

At the same time, there were three other people standing side by side with Bai Wei.

Shen Bei was startled.

Just from their standing positions, he could tell something.

Bai Wei was the highest-ranking leader of the Northeast Military Region.

People who could stand in a straight line with Bai Wei… …

Could they be the Ten Heavenly Kings of the country?

Otherwise, anyone with a slightly lower status would have to step back half a pace and stand behind Bai Wei.

“You've worked hard.”

Bai Wei stepped forward, subtly glancing at Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan, her tone still kind: “I can still see your wounds, it seems you suffered quite a bit.”

Zhuang Bifan, facing a formal condolences, naturally had a formal answer, immediately straightening his back and saluting: “For Huaxia!”

Bai Wei nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Shen Bei.

Shen Bei rubbed his nose and pulled out the reimbursement form: “Considering our suffering, can you reimburse this for me?”

Bai Wei's mouth twitched as she snatched the reimbursement form, gripping it tightly, as if she were gripping Shen Bei's life, filled with hatred!

One person beside her laughed loudly: “You must be Shen Bei, right? What a true character.”

Shen Bei grinned, looked at the man, and nodded slightly.

“Shi Gandang, one of the Ten Heavenly Kings,” Bai Wei briefly introduced.

Indeed.

Shen Bei hadn't guessed wrong; it really was the Ten Heavenly Kings.

Shi Gandang was a giant man with a full beard, dressed in a loose military uniform, looking sloppy yet uninhibited, with an aura as wild as a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex.

His mere Physique could encompass two of Shen Bei's.

“This is Eight Grandmothers.” Bai Wei spread her palm, showing respect.

Eight Grandmothers was a kind-faced old lady, leaning on a small cane, her back still quite straight, not hunched over.

Shen Bei exclaimed, quickly shaking her hand: “The legendary Eight Grandmothers, you truly haven't lost your charm from back in the day.”

Eight Grandmothers clasped her hands on her cane, smiling: “Young people who know how to be cocky will become old pranksters when they're old.”

“Thank you for the exaggeration, at least I'll be able to enjoy myself when I'm old,” Shen Bei grinned.

Then, Bai Wei introduced the last person.

He was a tall and burly man, as majestic and imposing as a God of War, but he was wearing a gray hooded cloak, and his face was covered by a mask, making him appear extremely mysterious.

“This is Di Ren.”

Shen Bei didn't dare to be cocky with him; this man was simply too mysterious, with a chilling aura that warned others to keep their distance.

Shen Bei just nodded, which counted as a greeting.

At this moment, Bai Wei reached out and lifted the sack from Gu Jiu's head.

Whether it was Bai Wei, Eight Grandmothers, Di Ren, or Shi Gandang, they all stepped forward to examine him carefully.

Especially the golden horns, they pinched them repeatedly, as if afraid they were fake.

Gu Jiu naturally wouldn't endure such humiliation, howling and cursing loudly.

The crowd paid no attention.

They continued their inspection as usual.

After a moment.

Shi Gandang nodded, stating affirmatively: “He is indeed a member of the Royal Family, the horns are real.”

Shen Bei spread his hands: “Genuine, no fakes!”

Di Ren waved his hand.

A squad of soldiers ran over from a distance, took custody of Gu Jiu, and put him into the escort vehicle.

Bai Wei spoke quickly: “We're going to the Changtu County dungeon.”

“Shencheng Martial Arts University is also on holiday, are you planning to stay in Shen City or go back to Changtu on the way?”

Shen Bei thought for a moment and said: “I'll go back to Changtu.”

He didn't know anyone in Shen City.

He could still be intimate with Jian Tong at home.

Bai Wei didn't waste words: “Zhuang Bifan, go back to the military headquarters to rest, there's nothing more for you here.”

Zhuang Bifan relaxed: “Then I'll turn off my phone.”

Bai Wei made an OK gesture.

The group got into their respective cars.

Bai Wei and Shen Bei in one car.

Eight Grandmothers, Di Ren, and Shi Gandang in another car.

Then the escort vehicles followed.

As for Zhuang Bifan, he had a special car to pick him up.

Shen Bei saw this arrangement and knew that Bai Wei had something to say, or rather, more to ask.

And Shen Bei also had questions to ask.

Inside the car.

There was a partition for sound insulation, and even the driver couldn't be seen.

Shen Bei rummaged through the small refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of Wangzai Milk.

He took a few gulps.

“Just to wet my throat,” Shen Bei grinned.

Bai Wei leaned back in her seat, somewhat lazily: “Where shall we begin?”

“That depends on how much you're willing to pay.”

Bai Wei: ???