Chapter 348 - 346 Sky Gang Land Killing Descend to the Mortal Realm_1
Shi Pingchuan and Pei Maer were calculating against each other, each wanting to turn the other into their own experience pack.
On Duge’s side, however, he had attracted the warriors from Qiyuan Star to vie for his favor.
The warriors from Qiyuan Star, who had refrained from joining Duge immediately after the war to avoid suspicion, watched as Linyang City changed day by day and could no longer hold back after two days.
The first one who had sworn allegiance to him, Zhang Yizhi, had already reaped a great benefit. If they didn’t seize the opportunity now, when Duge had enough people by his side, what would be left for them?
Duge was notorious for turning his face and not recognizing people. Once he started to kill on all sides, whether they could survive was still a question!
Like Shi Pingchuan, who had obtained a good hand of cards and aspired to prove himself, paving the way for future battlefields on Alien Stars was ultimately a minority.
In the eyes of most, surviving on the battlefield of the Alien Star was victory.
If they wanted to prove themselves, there would be plenty of opportunities later on. If Duge could dominate every battle, they didn’t mind being his little followers in each, getting through all the Alien Battlefields with him.
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"Brother Du, my name is Ge Zong, the keyword is ’outrageous,’ and I’m currently ranked 578th. Brother Du, just assign me a spot as you please. Point me east, and I’ll never go west; tell me to beat a dog, I’ll never chase a chicken..." a thirty-something-year-old cripple with two chicken feathers stuck in his hair, revealing a sycophantic smile with his large yellow teeth towards Duge.
"Brother Du, my name is Guan Feipeng, the keyword is ’graceful,’ and I’m currently ranked 603rd. Just assign me a spot too," a fat man with a large head and a protruding belly scratched his head and chuckled.
"Brother Du, my name is Xiang Li, the keyword is ’perverted,’ and I’m currently ranked 227th, which is a bit higher than theirs. If you could mold me into someone like Wang San, I could definitely help you out a lot..." said a girl about seventeen or eighteen, with a bird’s nest hairstyle, caked-on blush, thick brows drawn with charcoal pencil, and fiddling with a grass snake in her hand as she spoke to Duge.