Lin Ming's Excitement: He's Such a Good Person!

Lin Ming's Excitement: He's Such a Good Person!...

Meanwhile, deep within the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, thousands of miles from Upper Capital.

In a desolate ruin permeated by a heavy stench of blood and decay, space suddenly rippled like water.

A pitch-black rift appeared out of thin air. Then, a figure tumbled out of it like a spat-out pebble, staggering several steps before finding his footing.

Lin Ming raised his head and swept his gaze across the surroundings.

The sky was dim and gloomy, as though it were eternally shrouded in a layer of gray haze.

The air was thick with nauseating smells of blood, rot, and the rank stench left behind by all kinds of Mutated Beasts.

From afar came faint beast roars brimming with savagery and bloodlust, echoing through the mountains and forests. The ground beneath his feet was an unhealthy dark red, as though it had been soaked in blood.

"So this is... the heartland of the Mutated Beasts?" Lin Ming muttered. Not only was he not frightened or flustered, his eyes instead flashed with excitement, as though he had discovered a new continent!

He had been worrying that he did not have enough Kill Points!

At his current level of strength, ordinary low-level Mutated Beasts gave him practically no Kill Points. Only by hunting powerful Mutated Beasts of the Seventh Tier and above could he obtain worthwhile gains.

But he could not just slaughter human experts for Kill Points, could he? Setting aside whether he could defeat them, even if he could, he would never get past his own conscience. Besides, it would easily provoke public outrage.

Who would have thought that just as he was worrying about having nowhere to grind monsters and level up, Gu Xinghai would give him such a "great gift"—directly