I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1387 1391: I'm Going to Break the Rules

"Comrades, we've arrived. I'm here to lead you out of this life of misery!"
"This city has been cleared. You'll no longer need to hide and scuttle.
"Don't thank me, and don't ask who I am. My name is Red Scarf!"
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Zhang Menglong advanced with his combat machine legion. As soon as they passed a city, they would immediately launch a precise strike on the city's combat weapons.
Under such fierce firepower, this became very simple. Locking a position takes at most one or two seconds, charging the weapon one or two seconds, and within ten seconds, the threats within a city could be completely cleared.
Of course, Zhang Menglong wasn't the kind of person who kept everything for himself. He had to leave a bowl of soup for others if he had the meat, right? He couldn't be bothered to collect resources from ordinary cities. His targets were only those fortress cities.
Whenever he arrived at a fortress city, it was always a siege battle. However, for Zhang Menglong, who had learned tactical knowledge, this kind of army of combat weapons that only knew frontal assault and reckless fighting had almost no resistance.
Zhang Menglong could solve the battle in a fortress city within two hours!
His army continued to expand constantly.
He only needed to use the main forces to stall the main combat power of the fortress cities, then let the ultimate combat weapons enter the city to wreak havoc. It wouldn't take long before chaos erupted within these cities.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
In one week, Zhang Menglong swept through four fortress cities, and his combat weapon forces grew to more than double their size!
Under the continuous expansion of his forces, Zhang Menglong's speed in capturing cities accelerated, and he could even multi-thread remote dungeon raids. His troops, like a spreading plague, filled the entire world.
This seemed like Heaven to the Main Gods. They had faced numerous trials of the Nine-story Tower. Even though this was just the first level, it was more challenging than the second level before. Under such difficulty, survival was extremely tough. Any gain was like a divine blessing.
But with Zhang Menglong's help, those combat weapons that threatened them were swept clean. Wherever he went, all cities became absolutely safe places. They no longer needed to hide, something they couldn't have imagined before.
Even Zhang Menglong didn't collect his spoils. Those Main Gods could walk the streets unrestrainedly and easily gather treasures from this world. It was incredibly blissful—something they couldn't even dreamt of before!
Later, they gradually discovered that besides combat weapons, this world had a lot of biotechnology that could help them develop their potential. Seizing this opportunity, everyone's strength steadily increased within a year.
One year felt not too long nor too short, but for Zhang Menglong, it seemed like a live-action NPC game. Start with an ultimate combat weapon and grab everything else.
Before the year ended, Zhang Menglong scoured all fortress cities. Although he faced strong resistance in some top fortress cities, it only cost him some combat weapons.
Combat weapons were renewable resources, which meant he didn't suffer any significant loss.
By this time, Zhang Menglong had over 1,200 ultimate combat weapons and countless others of various levels. Most importantly, he could store these combat weapons in the space of the Super God Academy. If he returned to his original world...
Tut, tut, tut...
These combat weapons were just a small part of Zhang Menglong's current harvest. To him, what he obtained from those fortress cities was the most valuable.
Just those perfect biological blood could enhance Zhang Menglong close to the Main God!
With the remaining time, Zhang Menglong locked himself in a room, frantically digesting this harvest.
The year finally ended, and once again the voice from the sky was heard.
"The first trial of the Nine-story Tower has ended. Participants: 57,292,837, remaining survivors: 57,292,311, hmm?"
The voice didn't seem to be an existence without soul or thought. That number made him emit a sound full of questioning.
After the first trial, only about 500 people had died, which was less than one ten-thousandth of participants—a ratio never seen before.
Normally, the death rate for the first trial was around 3%, even on ordinary difficulty. Double the difficulty should logically see a death rate over 10%, making this situation highly unusual.
At this moment, Zhang Menglong suddenly felt a force watching over him, as if from God's eyes, overlooking everything from a certain angle. Zhang Menglong knew that the voice's owner must have somehow learned of his achievements during this year in this world.
He had drawn the attention of the trial host.
[Director, it seems you've been targeted!] Gou Dan reminded.
"Targeted or not, let's see if he can just kill me!" Zhang Menglong showed a middle finger to the sky.
Although Zhang Menglong became an unexpected factor, the trial had to continue.
"Warriors who've passed the trial, please choose your fate: withdraw from the trial, or continue to the second level of the trial?"
"Continue!" Zhang Menglong chose the second option without hesitation.
"Continue!" Nazha and others, now full of confidence in Zhang Menglong, also followed him to choose the second level.
They all had received a perfect Life Core, which they had now integrated into their Divine Core, causing their Divine Core to gradually transform similarly to a Life Core.
Once they fully absorb this Life Core's power, they might become truly perfect Life Forms.
Now, they could feel themselves growing stronger every moment.
Of course, there were those who chose to advance and those who chose to retreat. Many who lacked ambition planned to muddle through this middle world, as it had everything they needed, so why challenge the unknown dangers?
One-third chose to give up, while the remaining two-thirds opted to advance.
"Very well," the voice said, having gathered everyone's choices, "In the trial, mutual help is allowed, but please don't disrupt the balance, or the consequences will be dire."
This sentence seemed directed at Zhang Menglong.
If it weren't for Zhang Menglong, the first trial wouldn't have resulted in only 500 deaths.
Helping one or two people was within the rules.
But Zhang Menglong cleared the world's dangers entirely, rendering the first trial meaningless, which violated the rules and compromised the trial.
"Tch!" Zhang Menglong scorned the threat. "What are you? You say I can't disrupt it, but I damn well will!"