I Have A City In An Alternate World



The morning arrived.

The morning mist that filled the mountain forest dispersed, revealing a fresh air that seemed to have been washed by water. Everywhere was filled with a moist vitality.

Under an old tree on the hillside, snow-colored long-haired rats were gathered together, making "chirping" sounds as they fought for a few nuts that had fallen to the ground.

They played without restraint until they heard a loud noise. Then, they jumped onto the branches and looked around vigilantly.

On the hill next to the tree, there was a building half-hidden underground. A few clusters of seven-colored Bell orchids were planted at the window that looked like a pair of big eyes.

As the door creaked open, a well-built young man slowly walked out of the house.

The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His muscles were like cast iron, shining with a healthy luster.

He was wearing a vest-like top that revealed his arms and a pair of gray jeans.

This kind of wear and tear resistant cloth was very popular in white stream valley. Every time the merchants brought goods, they would sell them all.

The residents of white stream valley, who had lived for a long time, could tell that this young man was a mixed-blood with beast genes just from his appearance.

If one observed carefully, one would discover that two curved horns were hidden under the young man's long golden hair.

Of course, in the current Holy Dragon War zone, no one would care about such things. Mixed-bloods were everywhere, and they would not be discriminated against.

After taking a breath of fresh air, the young man turned back into the house and took out a long battle sword.

The saber was pitch-black in color and had an ancient and mysterious design. It was obvious that it was an old item with a long history.

The young man didn't know the real origin of this battle sword. He only knew that it was an antique and must be very valuable.

As for the origin of this saber, he had accidentally found it in the mud when he was playing by the White stream when he was young.

When the young man started to practice martial arts, this antique saber became his weapon. After so many years, this saber had almost become a part of his body.

Taking a deep breath, the young man swung his sword forward and began to practice the combat skills that were available for free in white stream tower.

Just as the young man was training vigorously, a large group of strong men slowly walked over from the road not far away.

Most of them were about the same age as the young men. They were all mixed-bloods with orc genes and were tall and strong.

They wore simple leather armor and held crude weapons in their hands. One could tell from the bags they were carrying that they were preparing to go on a long journey.

When they arrived in front of the young man's house, these people stopped in their tracks and watched the young man cultivate.

ah Feng is getting more and more powerful. I don't think we'll be his match even if we attack him together!

hahaha, as expected of a guy with royal blood. His talent is different. We can't compare at all!

what a pity. If ah Feng could purify his bloodline, his strength would definitely reach another level!

isn't there a chance now? white stream tower is recruiting mercenaries, so they won't be stingy with the rewards.

As long as we perform well, we might have the opportunity to make an exception and become residents of Lou city.

Even if they couldn't become a resident, they could still get a lot of rewards, which was a lot of money.

Not only can it allow us to cultivate better, but it will also allow us to live more comfortably!"

The young men kept talking, their tone full of longing. The man who was the leader listened quietly.

He was different from these young men. He had once participated in a war organized by the White stream tower as a mercenary.

It was that battle experience that completely opened his eyes and allowed him to know the truth of the world.

Because of this war, he had also earned a lot of rewards and became one of the richest people in the nearby village.

When white stream tower recruited mercenaries, he was in charge of contacting them. He wanted to help the young people find a future.

Among all the young people in the village, he was especially optimistic about ah Feng, thinking that this young man was definitely not an ordinary person.

Therefore, he would always try his best to provide help to the best of his abilities. It had become a habit over the years.

When the other party really made it big, perhaps he would be grateful for their friendship and give his juniors appropriate care.

Just as the crowd was discussing in low voices, the young man named ah Feng stopped his practice and sheathed his saber while taking a breath.

Looking at the crowd standing to the side, ah Feng finally came back to his senses. A bright smile appeared on his face as he extended his hand to greet the crowd.

uncle long, my brothers, come and sit down. I'll go pick some fruits for you!

Hearing ah Feng's greeting, everyone smiled and shook their heads.

don't be busy. Hurry up and pack up. We'll head to the White stream tower now.

Ah Feng was stunned and asked in a confused tone, " uncle long, I remember there are still 15 days before the recruitment in the White stream tower. Why are we leaving now? "

The last time when uncle long was counting the number of applicants, Feng had already signed up and had been preparing for it.

There was still half a month before the departure time. He felt strange that uncle long and the others were heading to the White stream tower now.

"I received a message from white stream tower yesterday, saying that there were changes to the original plan. The tower is preparing to start a plane invasion war immediately.

It was a big operation this time, and it was said that many buildings were involved. All the mercenaries were required to be present within three days.

By right, I should've contacted everyone to set off together last night, but white stream tower has sent a notice that they will send special transportation to pick us up.

So, we don't need to be too anxious. We just need to get to the assembly point within the stipulated time."

After hearing uncle Long's explanation, Feng nodded and returned to the house.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, ah long came out of the house with a huge animal skin bag on his back.

There were a lot of things inside, including some precious herbs and ores. Ah Feng was prepared to sell them to merchants.

"Uncle long, I'm ready. We can leave now."

Uncle long nodded. Among all of them, Feng's bag was the biggest. He was the only one who thought of exchanging these mountain specialties for money when he went out.

Unlike the other young men, ah Feng had lived alone since he was young and was used to such things.

As for the other young men, all they could think about was the prosperity of the White Creek City and the upcoming dimensional war.

The White stream tower promoted combat techniques for free and encouraged everyone to practice martial arts. In fact, it was in preparation for recruiting soldiers.

Only when the people of the country were martial, could they pick up their weapons fearlessly when war came.

For a young man of his age, only such matters of blood and fire were the most attractive.

However, uncle long, who had participated in a war before, knew how cruel war was. This kind of thing was never beautiful.

What it left behind was sadness and pain, as well as countless regrets.

Those heroic poems and Grand epics were rarely written by real warriors.

They had experienced brutal Wars, so they couldn't feel any poetic emotion from the wars. All they could remember was blood and cruelty.

Many painful memories lingered in his mind like a nightmare, and he would never forget them for the rest of his life.

"I wonder how many people will come back alive after this?"

The missions of mercenaries were not as dangerous as the ones of cultivators in loucheng, but they were not easy either.

From time to time, they would encounter fatal dangers. If they wanted to make a lot of money, they could participate in more dangerous missions.

But then again, it was precisely because of the cruelty of war that the rewards were so abundant.

For ordinary people like them, it was indeed the most ideal shortcut to get what they wanted through war.

This was especially true for the wild cultivators who were in the war zone but not residents of the city. The sound war system allowed them to have no worries and they didn't need to worry about dirty things happening to them.

As long as they were willing to risk their lives and obtain enough battle merits, the rewards would never be small.