Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 52 Tribulation Dao 【Recommendation, collection, investment】

  Zhang Deming quickly browsed the public mission information, wrote down the key information, and did not let his identity card show any browsing records.

   Immediately, Zhang Deming said: "Oh, let's change to task 12405."

  Seeing this, the senior sister nodded and said: "Okay, 12405 is in the same county as the previous mission, not far from the neighboring town, which is a low-risk rain-praying mission.

  The task rewards a contribution point, and also because of the geographical location, a little subsidy.

  There are two contribution points in total, do you need to accept them? "

  Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Sure."

   After speaking, Zhang Deming swiped his ID card at the light screen in front of him, then turned and left.

  The senior sister who was operating quickly at the counter didn't care, and she was not uncommon for disciples who ran tasks, and she had a weird personality.

  This kind of frigidity and coolness, compared with the strange ones I have seen, is already considered normal.

  After Zhang Deming received the mission, he no longer hesitated. According to the information he learned, Lu Ze and his party had already set off for more than half a day.

  The only thing that reassures Zhang Deming is that only one of the other party has learned agility.

   Moreover, as an outer disciple going out to do tasks, there is no bus or subway.

   Those who are rich have horses to travel, but it is a pity that Lu Ze and his party do not belong to this luxurious level.

  Zhang Deming quickly left Tianling Gate and came outside the mountain gate.

  Looking back at the rolling mountains of Tianlingmen, before entering the gate, who would have thought that he would farm for ten years and live in Xiaoqingshan for ten years.

   Now is the first time in ten years that he has left Tianlingmen.

  The light wings on his heels appeared slightly, trembling slightly, Zhang Deming started to run fast.

  With an extremely fast speed of 100 yards, Zhang Deming quickly moved away from the range of Tianlingmen.

  According to the mission information, the mission location this time belongs to a remote mission area.

  It is far away from the sect, and the outer disciples who do not have agility skills need to spend a lot of time traveling.

   Most of the disciples who have learned agility are already advanced apprentices, and they like tasks with more lucrative rewards.

  Therefore, there are not many such tasks around Tianlingmen.

  But it often piles up. When it reaches a certain level, according to the procedural regulations of the sect, the distribution tasks will be arranged.

   Therefore, these remote towns, small cities, are very unlucky when they have time, and their lives are very difficult.

   Even, sometimes due to delay, a junior or intermediate monster will cause a lot of casualties.

   These are common phenomena for a large sect, and they don't attract much attention.

   Unless there is a city-destroying disaster, the sect will immediately pay attention to it and give it a high degree of attention.

   Along the way, as they moved away from Tianlingmen, the living standards of the surrounding people decreased at a visible speed, and they regressed towards primitiveness.

  Having lived in Tianlingmen for a long time, Zhang Deming has almost forgotten that this is a rather cruel ancient world of fairy tales.

  The monsters are rampant here, and it is because the Tianlingmen, as the barrier of the Hengduan Mountains, blocks most of the monsters.

   Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to survive, let alone reproduce.

   As a realist, although Zhang Deming sympathizes with these people, it is just sympathy.

   Want Zhang Deming to sacrifice his own interests to help? Forget it, that's something idealists should worry about.

  Normal people or the three major concepts on the order side, to be a good normal person without harming one's own interests is realism.

  It is idealism to take the world as one's own responsibility, or to care about the common people, or to help the weak in a humble way, but to be a good person at the ultimate sacrifice of self-interest.

  Finally, to put opportunities first, to take all interests into account, and to violate certain principles for the sake of opportunities, which is a little bit human in nature, is called opportunism.

  For these three types of people, Zhang Deming self-identifies as realism, and maintains an attitude of admiration for idealism, but stays away from it.

  Maintain an appropriate and cooperative attitude of neither criticizing nor examining opportunistic speculators.

   These are the three normal people in Zhang Deming's outlook on life, abnormal people, anti-social personality, and mentally ill personality.

  Zhang Deming drove for half a day, and stopped when there was still one-fifth of the aura remaining.

   Outside the sect, Zhang Deming would not do such a stupid thing as exhausting his spiritual energy to seek death.

   If it is in the back mountain, it is not only one-fifth of the left to get angry.

  Find a rather high cliff, Zhang Deming tapped his footsteps on the cliff, like a peerless light kung fu master, he jumped onto the cliff after a few ups and downs.

  Zhang Deming sat on a boulder, drank some water, ate some dry food, and sat cross-legged directly to recover the consumed spiritual power.

  As you get farther away from the mountain gate, the spiritual energy here is a little thinner, and it takes more time to recover the spiritual energy.

  As Zhang Deming settled down, the sun in the sky began to gradually set.

   It was evening in a short while, the sun was sinking to the west, and the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky red with sunset glow. In this valley, it looked desolate and desolate.

  When Zhang Deming's spiritual energy was still less than half full, Zhang Deming's expression changed, he stopped practicing, and opened his eyes.

  As Zhang Deming opened his eyes, the sound of a carriage running hurriedly came from below the cliff.

   A carriage that had been chopped down to some extent was driven desperately by a hasty groom. Not far behind, several aggressive men with bearded faces were chasing after them on horseback.

  Looking at this scene, Zhang Deming couldn't help but shook his head, and muttered: "Is this world going to be so difficult? It's only been a long time, and I've met three groups of robbers along the way."

  Zhang Deming lay on the boulder on the cliff, leisurely looking at the Jiedao below.

  The carriage was pulled by a single horse, and was soon caught up.

  In an instant, he was surrounded by several vicious men, and the rather thin groom was shaking like chaff.

   His face was pale, and his voice tremblingly said: "Masters, heroes, please do me a favor and spare the little one."

   "Whoever wants you is a worthless thing, if you don't want to die, get out of here." Among the few people, the leading man said, his voice was rich and deep, with a bit of jerky dialect.

  The groom hesitated for a moment, jumped out of the carriage in an instant, and ran away in a hurry.

   What surprised Zhang Deming at this time was that after the groom ran away, the big man hadn't opened his mouth yet. A package flew out of the carriage, and a calm and clear female voice came out.

   "Silver and valuable jewelry are all inside, and please heroes give the little girl a way out."

   "Hey, the women of Dajun City, I haven't tasted that taste yet, and I heard that the Qian family's mother and daughter, Hua, look like gods, and they are stunning in the world.

   Wouldn’t it be a pity if you didn’t taste it? "

  Following the words of the leader, several robbers laughed obscenely.

  (end of this chapter)