Many people were sitting in the lobby chatting and talking about what they had seen and heard recently.
Among them, the most talked about ones were about the Demon Research Institute and the Yin Yang Crusade.
The Yin Yang Crusade has not made any moves at present, but everyone can guess that in a few days, they will definitely take the initiative.
Feng Lin looked at the task list on the wall.
His eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed that this time it would be promoted to four stars or even five stars as soon as possible.
On the mission list in front of me, there are four-star missions and five-star missions, and there are several demon clan members.
These people are all on a single mission.
For example, if you kill one, Feng Lin can get a star, and if you kill another, he can get another star.
However, he was not in a hurry to take on this task and needed to wait until Yaoyao came back.
Maybe one of them is her friend.
"Seven Star Mission."
Feng Lin stopped in front of a task list.
This mission is to kill the cadre of the Demon Clan, Hu Mo.
There is also a portrait of him on it, a fierce middle-aged man with a mustache and a scar on his left eye.
Feng Lin came to the front desk and asked, "Beauty, can I take on multiple tasks at once?"
"No, when you apply for the qualification of the Master of Justice, there is this rule written on it. You cannot take on more tasks. This is to avoid being slowed down by others."
The short-haired woman sitting here explained with a smile, "For example, if one person is not very strong and he takes over all the tasks here, what will the others do?"
"I see there are several missions over there, all targeting the Demon Tribe. Maybe those people are all together. What if someone kills them all?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"If he kills all those people, he can use video recording and come here to hand over the task. Those stars will all be his."
The woman explained with an official smile, "But there is a premise. The task list here has not been accepted."
"I see, thank you."
Feng Lin felt happy because he never expected to encounter such a thing.
He returned to the task list and took photos of the Demon Clan's tasks with his mobile phone.
Wait for Yaoyao to come back and ask.
I hope that these tasks will not be taken over by others tomorrow.
Feng Lin left here and went to the street outside. He first came to a restaurant and was going to have something to eat.
As soon as I walked in, I heard a group of guests laughing.
Feng Lin looked around and saw an old beggar in rags sitting on the floor.
This old beggar has messy hair and a dusty face.
He was holding a steamed bun in his withered hand, and while eating it, he looked at the others, "Does anyone else want to know anything?"
"I!"
A shirtless strong man threw the steamed bun in front of him at the old beggar and asked with a smile: "Look, how many wives can I have in this life?"
The steamed bun was caught by the old beggar. He looked at the strong man and shook his head with a smile, "It depends on who you marry. Ordinary villagers can marry as many as they want."
"I'm asking about the big beauties. It's best if they are young, have never been touched by anyone, and are still the sons of everyone." The shirtless man said with a smile.
"Then you have no hope in this life." The old beggar replied.
"Damn it! I gave you something to eat, but you still have no nice words to say!"
The shirtless muscular man cursed.
"Hahaha!"
The people around burst into laughter again.
Feng Lin shook his head gently and found an empty seat to sit down.
He observed the people around him, and sure enough, they were close to the west, and they all looked barbaric from the way they were dressed.
The old beggar finished all the steamed buns in several big mouthfuls, "Who wants to ask? This time I don't want steamed buns, I want wine!"
"Old man, since you know everything, tell us all about the Demon Research Institute."
A man in black robe sitting next to Feng Lin threw a glass of wine over.
The old beggar caught it easily, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.
He lay down on the ground and said with a smile: "The Demon Research Institute is not simple. They are very likely to change the situation in the alien land."
"Oh? How do you say this?"
The man in black robe asked in surprise.
"They may severely damage the Yin Yang Crusaders, causing the Northern Wilderness to come back. Those races hiding in the dark will also come to the light, and a new order will come again."
The old beggar was talking eloquently.
"Hahaha!"
Everyone around laughed again.
In the eyes of most of them, they are just watching the fun.
They have long agreed from the bottom of their hearts that the Yin Yang Crusaders are invincible.
Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. What this old beggar said made sense.
Seeing the waiter bringing the food and wine, Feng Lin poured a glass first and asked, "What races did you say are hidden in the dark?"
After saying that, Feng Lin threw the cup over.
The old beggar raised his hand to catch it. He raised his head and drank half of it, "The race that was ordered to be destroyed by the Yin Yang Crusaders."
"Aren't they all wiped out? How could they appear?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"The strong survive and the weak are eliminated. This is the law of life. Those who are destroyed are the weak. Do you know why the Yin Yang Crusaders destroyed those races? Because they are afraid!"
After the old beggar finished drinking, he got up from the ground. He looked back at Feng Lin and said, "Boy, your wine is good."
He staggered out and said, "After eating and drinking enough, I escaped."
Everyone around was laughing. In their opinion, this beggar was just here to cheat him with food and drink.
Feng Lin felt that this old beggar was right and seemed to be an expert.
For example, for the Jiuyou Clan, if Cen Caixuan had not given birth to a child, she would have planned something else.
Not to mention the demon clan.
I don’t know if the beast tribe counts.
The place returned to normal again, but the man in black robe sitting next to him looked at Feng Lin.
He took off the hat of his black robe and greeted with a smile, "Hello, I'm Yang Fan."
"Lin Yi."
Feng Lin looked at this man. He was about the same age as himself. He was a handsome guy with short hair and a very sunny look.
Except for his red eyes, the rest of his appearance is no different from ordinary Yanhuang people.
"Do you also think that the old beggar is an expert? I think what he said makes sense."
Yang Fan smiled and sat beside Feng Lin.
"Yes, it makes sense."
Feng Lin nodded.
After chatting with Yang Fan for a while, Feng Lin felt that the other person was similar to what he imagined.
He is a very sunny person who talks a lot.
Finally, Feng Lin used a reason to leave, otherwise, he thought this person could chat for another hour.
…
Feng Lin left the town and built a small underground black house in the nearby mountains and forests.
He lay here leisurely, bored, and began to study the desolate drainage array.
Before I knew it, it was already noon the next day.
Feng Lin took out his cell phone from time to time to check the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and Yaoyao hadn't come back.
"Is something going to happen?"
Feng Lin frowned.
After a while, the transfer token flashed and a man in black robe appeared in front of him.
"Yaoyao, you scared me to death. I thought you had an accident..."
As Feng Lin was talking, he realized that the height of the man in black robe in front of him was wrong.
Yaoyao is a little boy in his teens, about one and a half meters tall.
But the person in front of me is over 1.5 meters tall.
Although it is not very tall, it is twenty centimeters taller than Yaoyao, so it is still easy to distinguish.
"Who are you?"
Feng Lin immediately got up and asked vigilantly.
"Something happened to Yaoyao."
The man in black robe took off his black robe and said expressionlessly.