Green Mountain Town, the town in the Jia Ma Empire closest to the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
It was also the first distribution hub for all kinds of materials.
The broad street running east to west looked especially new and bright, probably because it was replaced often. The bluestone paving the road had neat edges and smooth surfaces.
At a glance, this small town with its modest population seemed even grander than Wutan City, and far livelier too.
Mercenaries came and went on the streets with arms slung over one another's shoulders, spitting as they talked. One sentence was about some woman's figure and ass, and the next had already moved on to who had chopped down another vicious beast.
Beauties and strong liquor, brothers and magical beasts...
When it came down to it, a mercenary's world really only had these few things, yet they still talked with high spirits, their blood boiling.
"This is Green Mountain Town."
A thick, wide black robe strolled along the street, a strange, stagnant pressure lingering around it.
"Mercenaries are everywhere... These guys make up at least seventy percent of Green Mountain Town's population, and that doesn't even count most of the Mercenary Groups still out in the field."
Xiao Yan swept his perception across the area. Clusters of Dou Zhe filled the crowd, and every so often, one or two standouts at the seven- or eight-star level appeared.
The quality of the people here, and their average level, were more than just a tier higher than Wutan City's.
And yet.
The environment here was also the exact opposite of the chaotic earthen stockade he had imagined.
Although the entire town was packed with mercenaries who lived on the edge of a blade, and nearly all of them were hot-blooded young people in their