Ding Cheng scrolled through his cell phone with joy. Today was the day when he went to the association to receive the award. Shi Quan had already sent a text message telling him that everything was ready.

Ellie picked up the scrambled eggs on the plate with her chin and looked at Ding Cheng: "I want to eat meat, I want to eat ribs!"

"After I change the money today, I can consider buying you ribs." Ding Cheng concentrated on scrolling through his mobile phone and said without raising his head.

Ellie curled her lips dissatisfied: "Why do you have to wait until you change the money? Don't you still have 5,000 yuan in your card? Have you charged it all for games?"

"You have to pay the rent. The rent should be paid on the 17th of this month." Ding Cheng raised his head and suddenly thought of something.

"Actually, you are Zhang Juan, right? Then I don't have to pay rent?"

"Haha." Ellie lowered her head and sneered: "I'm not your landlord."

"Huh? Isn't it?" Ding Cheng was curious: "But you called me using Zhang Juan's number that day. Isn't that right?"

"Yes." Ai Li nodded: "But I'm not Zhang Juan, I just used some means."

"What means?" Ding Cheng asked.

"It's very complicated to explain." Ellie said nonchalantly: "I can copy some things, and sometimes I can copy people's voices, but it depends on the condition."

"? I don't understand. Can you explain it?"

"I hate it, you have to reveal other people's secrets to be satisfied?" Ellie winked.

"What?" Ding Cheng's mind was full of questions: "Didn't you say this first?"

"Humph." Ellie stopped talking and lowered her head pretending to eat scrambled eggs.

There's a ghost!

Ding Cheng looked at Ellie and had a hunch that it was definitely not as simple as she said.

But she didn't want to say it, so forget it. It wasn't the main thing anyway. The most important thing today was to go to the association to claim the prize.

"I'm leaving!" With great anticipation, Ding Cheng went to the entrance to put on his shoes and set off towards the Trainers Association.

…

Eastern District Trainers Association.

"So, there is no problem with the alien gate?" Shi Quan frowned, holding the phone in his left hand, as if he couldn't believe it.

"It is true that no loopholes were found, and the alien door is operating well." The voice on the other end of the phone was cold.

This is impossible, Shi Quan thought in his heart, but he did not say it directly, but expressed it in a soft way.

"But some witnesses saw a Class B evil spirit in Moon River Park last night."

"This is impossible." The voice on the other end of the phone became even more serious: "There is no problem with the alien gate. How can you be sure that this is not because the eyewitness was dazzled or because the spiritual meter is malfunctioning?"

"This..." Shi Quan grimaced: "I was also present at that time."

"Oh, you were also there at the time, so did you see the evil spirit?"

"Well, that's not true."

"Then do you know where the evil spirit went?"

"I only know that she has been to the auditorium in Moon River Park, but I don't know about the rest."

"So you haven't seen 'that B-level evil spirit' in the whole process, you just heard others talk about it, right?"

"Uh-huh, right...no!" Shi Quan realized something seemed to be wrong, but a beep-beep busy tone was heard on the other side.

"..."

After a while, a mocking voice came along the phone line: "President Shi Quan, thank you for your consultation, but I hope you can provide more concrete evidence next time. Your consultation has ended. Please press 1 if you are satisfied. Very

Please press 2 if you are satisfied..."

Bang!

The phone hung up on its own.

It hangs?

Shifting the blame, right? Shi Quan thought blankly as he held his cell phone. He glanced at the hall from the corner of his eye and found a young man sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a smile.

Shi Quan put away his unhappy mood.

"Xiao Ding, how long have you been here?" Shi Quan put away his phone and walked towards Ding Cheng with a smile.

"I haven't been sitting for long." Ding Cheng stood up and straightened his clothes: "President Shi, I'm here to collect the points."

"Yes, points." Shi Quan squeezed out a smile, sent Ding Cheng away first, and then went to see what the security department was doing.

"Let's see how many points you got for your novice mission." Shi Quan took out an envelope from the counter and mysteriously handed it to Ding Cheng.

"Let me see how many there are." Ding Cheng opened the envelope expectantly and couldn't control his expression for a moment.

"50 points? That much?"

"The basic points are 10 points, +10 points for successfully bringing back Kako, +20 points for doubling the difficulty of the central auditorium, and +10 points for finding effective clues, so the total is 50 points." Shi Quan explained with his hands behind his back.

Ding Cheng listened and nodded: "Excuse me, what are the effective clues?"

"It's about the discovery of a Class B evil spirit." Shi Quan said dryly. For some reason, his face suddenly became a little stiff, but he soon smiled and pretended to be nonchalant:

"How about it, do you want all 50 points to be converted into money? For 50,000 yuan, you can buy a toilet in the Fifth Ring Road."

"If you don't want to change money, I want to change props!" Ding Cheng said.

I've been craving for the little leather whip I didn't replace last time.

You can imagine him waving his little leather whip handsomely, riding the evil spirits under him and killing them in all directions.

I'm very excited just thinking about it.

(?????????)

Shi Quan looked strange: "You seem too excited? You can use points to get props, but it's not exchange, it's a lottery. 5 points can be drawn once."

"Lottery?" Ding Cheng felt his heart beat slightly slower.

"Yes, you may not have listened carefully to what I said last time." Shi Quan shrugged: "Follow me."

…

ten minutes later.

Shi Quan took Ding Cheng to a place like a warehouse. Shi Quan was holding a pad in his hand and there was a large colorful slide next to it.

"When you draw something later, the prize will slide out along the slide with a 'wu~' sound." Shi Quan pointed to the slide.

"The levels of prizes are divided into four levels according to functionality: legendary, high-quality, rare, and practical. If you draw a legendary one, it will light up in color, a high-quality one will light up in orange, and both rare and practical ones will have a blue light. If you draw ten consecutive prizes, you will get a high-quality one."

"Isn't this just drawing cards?" Ding Cheng said.

"You're right, this is card drawing." Shi Quan smiled and said, "Can we start now?"

"Let's get started!" Ding Cheng nodded solemnly and geared up.

Unexpectedly, even after becoming a trainer, I still cannot escape the fate of being controlled by drawing cards.

"Let me see what I can draw." Ding Cheng drew a circle on the screen in a familiar manner.

A blue light flashed on the screen.

The slide trembled for a while, and a stream of yellow spray slid down the slide.

Obtain【Antidote】

[Antidote]: Spray potion that can cure the poisoning state of evil spirits.

??

Ding Cheng: That’s it?

Shi Quan nodded: "Congratulations, you have obtained a very practical prop."

Ding Cheng:???

Shi Quan chuckled: "Let's continue watching."

The screen emits blue light one after another.

Get [Antidote]!

Obtain [Antidote]*2!

Obtain [Thawing Medicine]

Obtain [Thawing Medicine]*2

Get【Juice Milk】!

Obtain [Angry Steamed Bun]

Get [Yoshiko’s favorite big banana (one piece)]

…

"Isn't that too outrageous!" Ding Cheng clenched his fist and roared.
To be continued...