Chapter 1120 Promotion to the Middle Stage of the Second Tier

Wen Zilong now has almost 20 third-tier subordinates.

Equip these twenty people with third-tier weapons, and they are equivalent to twenty strong men with fourth-tier combat power.

Coupled with Azeroth, it can instantly kill Tier 4.

Although such a force is far from being ranked in the top ten of Proxima Centauri because of its small number of people, no force dares to provoke them.

Of course, this is just Wen Zilong's secret influence.

On the surface, there were only him, Azeroth, and the three guys One, Two, and Three.

The others are temporarily arranged in the dark.

In fact, Wen Zilong originally had a clever plan, which was to let the guy who was resurrected by the larch body return to the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect to unify the entire Fallen Leaf Sword Sect.

But considering that the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect is also all idiots, if they go back, it will be easy to pass through.

So I dismissed that idea.

Instead, use it as a trump card and use it when necessary.

At this time, Wen Zilong lived directly in Shumeng.

That night, Ye Weiyang naturally arranged a banquet for Wen Zilong.

After the dinner, Wen Zilong returned to his room.

A maid was prepared to undress Wen Zilong.

How could Wen Zilong be in the mood to flirt with girls at this time?

"Brother, I've been tired for a month, and I just want to go to bed early. You go out first."

Those ladies are also tired all day.

I thought that I met a young and vigorous person tonight, and I didn't know what to endure.

In the end, they were let out to rest so quickly.

All of them were grateful, and replied: "Yes."

Then exited the room.

However, just as they left the room, they were brought in front of Ye Weiyang.

Ye Weiyang looked cold and asked:

"Why did you come out so early? Did you fail to serve him well? Or did you make him angry?"

Those maids shook their heads repeatedly and said:

"Master Wen said that he is very tired and wants to go to bed early, so let us leave early and don't disturb him."

Ye Weiyang thought for a moment and said:

"He doesn't look tired at all. It seems that he is not a lustful person. Young man, it is not easy to do this. If there is no accident, he will become a great weapon in the future."

How did Ye Weiyang know that it wasn't that Wen Zilong was not lustful.

But at this time he is busy upgrading.

inside the room.

Wen Zilong took out the 625 third-order energy batteries from the space capsule.

He knew before that a first-order energy battery can condense 10 energy spars.

I don't know how much this third-order energy battery can condense.

Soon, without Wen Zilong's instructions, the system began to gather together.

On the table, a third-order energy battery condensed many energy crystals in a very short period of time.

Wen Zilong counted roughly, and there were as many as 1,000 pieces.

A third-order energy battery can condense 1,000 energy spars.

Damn, this is going to be posted!

Soon, 625 third-order energy batteries were condensed into 625,000 energy spars.

Including the more than 500,000 desolate beast souls that Wen Zilong swallowed before, there are more than 1.1 million energy spars in total.

After deducting the half absorbed by the Fire Spirit Sword, there are still more than 550,000 energy spars left.

A system prompt sounded in my mind:

"There are 551,300 energy spars, which can be promoted to the middle stage of the second order. Do you want to promote immediately?"

Wen Zilong naturally said without hesitation, "Promotion."

Soon, the sound of the system came.

"The promotion is complete."

In order to avoid readers scolding the author Jun Taishui, Wen Zilong did not open the attribute interface.

Asked in my mind:

"System, how many thousands of energy spars are needed to advance to the next level?"

The system replied: "1 million."

"really."

Looking at the remaining 51,300 energy spars, Wen Zilong felt a bit pained.

Keeping the Fire Spirit Sword by your side, it has to absorb half of the energy crystals every time, so it is very difficult to upgrade yourself.

Of course, this "very difficult" is also a relative term.

If compared to others, advancing to one level in a month is definitely considered a miracle.

It seems that we have to find a good place and throw half of the Fire Spirit Sword into it first.

It is best to be a place that is inaccessible and full of fire-attributed energy like the Huohai Ring, the ancient land of the Moon God.

For now, Proxima Centauri has no such place.

All Wen Zilong can think of are those sun-like stars.

If you can find a suitable sun-like star, throw the Fire Spirit Sword into it.

Take it out after a while, wouldn't the Fire Spirit Sword be awesome?

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong began to check on the star network.

In fact, there is no need to check at all.

The most suitable star is, of course, the star that all D-class planets surround.

People here call it the sun.

It was only at this time that Wen Zilong learned from the star network that almost all people in the sector called the star closest to their planet the sun.

This is similar to that in many languages, the pronunciation of the word mother is almost the same.

(Having said so much, the fact is that the author is really too lazy to think about the name of a star. It is also to make readers look effortless.)

Of course, how to throw the Fire Spirit Sword into the sun is also a problem.

With Wen Zilong's current physical strength, even if he has the fire attribute himself.

But the sun is no ordinary flame.

When he is at most 100,000 kilometers away from the sun, he can't stand the scorching temperature.

It seems that you still have to improve your strength as soon as possible.

Only by making your body stronger can you get closer to the sun.

However, with the Fire Spirit Sword by his side, it would be very troublesome to increase his level.

This forms an endless loop.

Wen Zilong felt a little overwhelmed.

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it for the time being.

Tomorrow, I will go to the Rabbit Ya headquarters first, and bring my dividends for this month.

There are quite a lot of dividends this month.

The next day, Wen Zilong just woke up.

There was a knock on the door:

"Master Wen, I am Xiaofang, the maid. The leader asked me to take care of your daily life."

Wen Zilong said:

"come in."

Soon, Xiaofang walked in.

Holding some toiletries in hand.

Said to Wen Zilong:

"Master Wen, do you want to wash your face now?"

Wen Zilong nodded: "Yes."

Xiaofang said:

"Master Wen, please lie on the recliner, and I will take care of you."

Wen Zilong nodded.

I wish for it.

He lay down on the couch and closed his eyes.

Xiaofang first wrapped Wen Zilong's neck with a towel to prevent water from flowing into his neck.

Then began to gently wash Wen Zilong's face.

Not only washing the face, but also massaging, promoting blood circulation, refreshing the brain and so on.

After one set, Wen Zilong only felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.

"Xiaofang, did you learn it in the village?"

Xiaofang shook her head:

"This is something I have learned from Karimou since I was a child."

Wen Zilong was about to say something more, when his astral brain rang.