I'm Really A Newcomer

One month later.

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Gana hunting place.

Wang Zhigang was playing with the twelve-inch dwarf king boredly at the long table.

The killing order issued by the Hunter Alliance more than a month ago was inexplicably banned not long after, and Wang Zhigang's life was still as dull as a pool of stagnant water.

Sometimes he even wanted to be demoted to a hunting lodge in some small town, where at least there would be someone to talk to.

I heard that the market has launched a new batch of handmade models, which seem to be Ember Eaters composed of 800 parts.

If there were no Ember Eaters... Ember Ruins would have been submerged by countless volcanic ash.

Wang Zhigang thought of that very special young man again. It had been a month since he had seen him.

"The deadline for the hunting order is coming soon..." Wang Zhigang looked at the sundial at the door and sighed softly.

The sky is clear blue, and the clouds are dyed a lazy pink color like blooming flower trees.

A red-beaked bird rested on a thick branch, and light and shadow quietly escaped from the gaps in the shadows of the trees.

Under a leafy old tree, a gentle woman in an apron was braiding another woman's long hair.

"Sister, it's more comfortable to have short hair." Zhou Qingwu said coquettishly.

"Okay, don't move." Zhou Qingyu patted her head gently.

Zhou Qingwu's long, smooth hair was braided with a delicate colorful headband, which looked like a colorful rainbow.

She pursed her Zhu Zhanse lips and said softly: "Sister, while I was away...did Grandpa Cang tell you any new stories?"

Zhou Qingyu shook his head helplessly and said: "There are so many stories in this world."

"Yes." Zhou Qingwu nodded sadly.

"No matter how large the audience is, it's of no use. The protagonist of the story is already dead."

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Greentown.

The small town hunting house was bustling with activity. Alva held her head in her hands and listened to the resting young hunters talking about anecdotes that happened during the hunting process.

In a few days it will be August 8th, and the biggest festival in Sinilan will be held at the Gana Holy Land.

Most of the Green Hunting Station is full of fledgling hunters, and Meng A Niu, who won the wild hunting crown, is certainly praised by the stars here.

"Alva! How about we elect you as a representative of Green Town to run for the Pearl of the Fire Orchid Festival!" Meng A Niu shouted towards the girl.

"Yes, yes." Everyone agreed.

"I can't, I'm ugly." Alva said weakly.

She was so ashamed that she touched the freckles on the bridge of her nose.

"Where." Meng Aniu said solemnly, "You are very beautiful, your skin is white, and your freckles are cute."

"Yo yo yo..."

Meng Aniu blushed shyly amidst the jokes from others, and unconsciously changed the subject.

Just when Meng A Niu was about to brag about his achievements last week, a man hidden in black clothes suddenly came in outside the hunting house.

There was dead silence in the Green Lodge, and Alva trotted out from the reception desk in panic.

This man is the fifth-level messenger of the Hunter Alliance. When he appears, it means that a hunter who has not completed the hunting order will be wanted by the entire Xiniland.

The messenger hung a wanted notice with identity information on the wall and left.

"Jiang... Yaoguang." Alva murmured in shock after seeing the face clearly.

"how could be……"

Meng A Niu's face turned pale the moment he saw the wanted notice.

He walked out of the Green Hunting House like a zombie.

Most of the wanted hunters have died without a burial place.

He looked at the market avenue with some confusion, and the crowds were bustling among the stalls.

Men like that died deep in this forest.

Meng Aniu pressed his heavy chest, and he suddenly became confused about his future.

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Yunlan Military Camp.

The night was already deep, and the heavy snow obscured the bright moon.

The slightly folded street lamps cast a dim yellow light in the wind and frost, and the white world was dilapidated and scrawled.

The peerless woman rubbed her tired brows with exhaustion.

She was wearing a solemn military uniform, and her silky black hair lay casually on her shoulders without any decoration.

The situation in Jiuchuan is becoming more and more treacherous. After Sakurajima has eliminated its domestic strength, it points its sword at the surrounding small countries.

Xinilan's information was in decline. After the fall of the Western Kingdom, the Yu Kingdom pursued a policy of appeasement in order to contain the Yue Clan, but Sakurajima still acted arbitrarily. The Yue Clan was so injured after the national war that they did not dare to act rashly, so they could only continue to strengthen their armaments to prepare for a rainy day.

Jiuchuan's dome also faces threats from outside the territory. As long as a match is thrown at this moment, the whole world will burst into flames.

Ye Taoli is like a knife that can no longer be taken back.

She sat on the boulder and looked at the wrinkled letter in her hand.

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Princess, hello.

It doesn’t matter what format it is.

Although I have only been in Xinilan for just over a week, after much thought I decided to write you a letter now.