Chapter 61

At the same time, he was also the host of the gathering; only because Mo Luo was the one organizing it and everyone gave him face could so many geniuses be gathered together to exchange ideas.

"Don't even mention it, a madman has appeared at our Primary Zone base," Zhao Li said. "He's actually running a free group, and he wants to carry one thousand people at once!"

"My cousin insisted on dragging me along to sign up for the group."

"Carry one thousand?" A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Luo's eyes.

"Cousin, I didn't drag you; speak with a clear conscience," Chen Qing sneered. "Just now, when signing up, you were the one who squeezed in the most aggressively."

"Do you even need to squeeze to sign up?" Mo Luo was even more puzzled, and the other geniuses also gathered around one after another.

Among them were many Intermediate Lords and Advanced Lords, with seven or eight of each.

"Zhao Li, what exactly is going on?"

"It's like this..."

Zhao Li recounted what he had seen and heard today.

"Are they crazy? Carrying one thousand people, and a free group at that? Only a fool would believe it!"

"It's true, I heard it too. It seems to be at Base 10005. They say people are even queuing up? It's simply unbelievable!"

"Perhaps that person has some strength and could carry one hundred, but carrying one thousand is a completely different matter!"

"Hahaha, such things happening in the Primary Zone is truly interesting; our Advanced Zone is much more boring."

A group of geniuses spoke up one after another.

Mo Luo was also quite curious: "How is it that we don't know such a genius?"

"Zhao Xing is from the Jiangnan Region," Zhao Li said. "It's normal that you don't know him; I've only had dealings with him occasionally myself."

Mo Luo nodded and looked at a thin, cold-looking young man beside him: "Heng, you are also from the Jiangnan Region and hold a military B-level contract. Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Zhang Heng shook his head in confusion. "I've never heard of such a genius."

Zhang Heng was an Advanced Lord and one of only two people in the Jiangnan Region to receive a military B-level training contract.

However, he had received this training contract much earlier than Zhao Xing, and he was not part of Lieutenant Helian Lie's faction.

Therefore, he had absolutely no idea who this Zhao Xing was.

"Interesting," Mo Luo said. "Zhao Li, Qingqing, you two should introduce us another day. Since Zhang Heng, a fellow countryman, is here, he shouldn't refuse."

"No problem."

………………

Base 10005, Teleportation Plaza.

When Zhao Xing appeared here at noon, he was stunned.

"Why are there so many people today?"

When Zhao Xing approached, Luo Ying immediately shouted.

"Brother Expert!"

Swish, swish, swish—numerous gazes immediately focused on this side.

This included Chen Qing and Zhao Li.

Although Zhao Xing had changed his appearance and made minor adjustments.

But Chen Qing often watched Zhao Xing's live streams, so she recognized at a glance that this was Zhao Xing!

"What's going on?" Zhao Xing asked in confusion. "Why is everyone looking at me?"

"Brother Expert, didn't you want people?" Luo Ying said. "A thousand-person group isn't that easy to find, so I could only mobilize my friends to help call people."

"As a result, I don't know how, but it spread, and now quite a few people are here just to watch the excitement."

"Watch the excitement?" Zhao Xing said helplessly. "Fine, let them watch. Are there enough people?"

"Enough, there are even more than needed, but I only selected 1,000 people. Brother Zhao, look at the team channel now." Luo Ying nodded.

Zhao Xing looked and saw that there were already one thousand people in the team channel.

When Luo Ying transferred the temporary commander role to him.

Immediately, the team channel began to boil.

"Is the real expert finally coming?"

"Whose subordinate is this, to be so brave as to open a thousand-person group?!"

"Zhao Xing, Plant Lord, is this the real leader?"

"What about the main force teams? Are there 10 main force teams? He isn't really going to carry one thousand people alone, is he?"

"Damn it, I'm quitting."

"..."

Zhao Xing looked at the chaotic team channel and couldn't help but frown.

But that's how it is when forming a group on the fly; it's completely disorganized.

After a pause, Zhao Xing enabled mute for all members.

Then he began to speak.

"The thousand-person group is about to begin."

"Those who don't trust me, or who don't have enough points for an emergency teleport, it's not too late to quit now."

"Everyone knows the rules of a free group."

"I will give everyone a chance to earn points, but if anyone acts on their own and something goes wrong, you bear the consequences yourself."

After sending this, Zhao Xing waited quietly.

Sure enough, within a short time, over a hundred people quit.

However, this was not a problem.

Luo Ying and Sister Sister Ayina had already anticipated this situation and immediately filled in a batch of people.

After reiterating a few times and seeing that no one else quit the group.

Zhao Xing nodded and activated the group teleportation.

"Hum~"

On the teleportation plaza, 1,001 people disappeared instantly at the same time.

The plaza immediately had a large empty area.

Seeing that someone was really this crazy, the plaza was immediately filled with discussions.

………………

Glory Battlefield, in a desert.

The scorching high-temperature weather made the yellow sand burning hot.

Quicksand rivers surged continuously.

Occasionally, a scorpion or a sand snake would crawl out from under the sand.

But soon, a white beam of light descended from the sky.

They seemed frightened and immediately burrowed back into the ground.

[Your team has entered the Glory Battlefield.]

[Number of teams: 1]

[Total number of people: 1001]

[Please familiarize yourself with the terrain and surrounding environment as soon as possible, and think of a strategy.]

[Refreshing the number of alien races: 8000!]

Zhao Xing looked at the prompt with a calm expression.

This teleportation wasn't bad.

There were no other teams, just his own group.

The number didn't reach the limit of 10 times, only eight thousand.

As for the terrain? It might be bad for other lords.

But he was a Plant Lord and was not afraid of environmental factors at all!

"This is the Primary Zone, although eight times the number of people were refreshed."

"But among eight thousand alien lords, I'm afraid less than one-tenth possess transcendent troops." Zhao Xing was quite relaxed.

Like the well-known battlefield map of the Undead Graveyard, with 2,400 undead lords.

The total number of transcendent troops added up to only 40.

The ratio was only one-sixth.

But this was just a regular map, so the transcendent troops were estimated to be about one-tenth.