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Chapter 1,122 Damn it, I was photographed by him again

Chapter 1115 Damn it, I was photographed by him again

He really knows how to brag... Heathrow muttered to himself as he took the question book, glanced at the first page, froze there, and then looked through it carefully in surprise.

After checking it several times, Heathrow raised his head in disbelief, looked at Negris and said: "It's really...it's absolutely right. Your wisdom is as high as 300 points. Oh my God, you are a wise man."

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Even the title was changed to an honorific, obviously he was really shocked.

Nigris disagreed: "Three hundred points is just the limit of the question set, not my limit. Moreover, these question sets cannot test wisdom at all, they can only test the level of knowledge. As long as you can do what you have learned, I will come up with a few questions later."

Question, let you see what wisdom is."

Wisdom is wisdom, intelligence is intelligence, some people have good memory, can read ten lines at a glance, and calculate quickly, just like it, but this is called intelligence.

Some people are not very good at speaking. They feel tired after listening to a sentence for a long time. They can do tens of thousands of boring controlled experiments, but if they are asked to fight or farm, no one can beat them, such as Ange.

So among this group of people, the wisest one is the dumbfounded Ange.

And this Wisdom Association obviously confused intelligence and wisdom, and issued a bunch of questions to test intelligence, or to test knowledge reserves, which is suitable for a god of knowledge like Nigris.

Heathrow looked at Negris, the question book in his hand, and then at Ulsmann, and said: "I am very happy to meet Mr. Ulsmann, because the association has recently met Mr. Ulsmann.

The biggest problem is light disaster. After discussion, we decided to give the highest authority as a reward to those who can solve the problem of light disaster."

"So I would like to ask Lord Ulsman and Lord Negris to go with me to the House of Wise Men and try to see if we can solve the problem of light disaster." Heathrow said.

Negris asked doubtfully: "Hasn't the light disaster been solved? Didn't you receive the tree distributed by the Grand Speaker?"

Heathrow said: "I got it, but that method can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause. It does not solve the problem of light disaster at all. The World Tree only enhances the resistance of plants, which is equivalent to imposing a light disaster on the entire plane.

It’s just a halo of resistance. Without the World Tree, the light disaster will still be there. You can’t move the World Tree to an airship or an abyss.”

Is there any difference? Nigris blinked blankly. The airship and the abyss plane generally cannot shine on the sun. Even if it shines on it, nothing can be grown in the first place. Does it matter?

Just as he was about to say something, Anthony suddenly interrupted: "Why should I go with you? Can't we go by ourselves? Anyway, we are just solving the problem of light disaster."

Heathrow was agitated and said quickly: "No, you are not members of the Wisdom Association and cannot participate."

Didn't he say so much just to show his value? The other party clearly wanted to steal his body for Ulsman to use. If he didn't show his value, he would probably be sealed here forever.

"Haha, who said we are not members of the Wisdom Association? Please let me introduce you solemnly, the Lord of Omniscience." Anthony gestured with his hands to show Nigris, and Nigris cooperated to reveal the divine seal of the Omniscient Lord.

"How is it possible? The Lord of Omniscient is obviously dead, and the Lord of Omniscient is not a dragon, but a snake." Heathrow said in shock.

"Snakes have dragon veins, and they will transform into dragons when they shed their skin and evolve." Anthony said nonsense: "Just tell me whether the divine seal is real."

"This...that...this..." Heathrow hesitated and was speechless.

With the power of gods, the body is nothing more than clothes, which can be taken off and changed at any time. Only the divine seal is the only one. Normally, the omniscient lord will not run around in the body of a giant snake. He also uses different bodies to go to the house of wise men. As long as the god

The seal is the same, so people really don’t think it’s a fake.

But if he could use his identity as the omniscient lord, wouldn't he be useless?

As if seeing through his heart, Anthony came over and whispered: "Do you feel that you are useless? You can't think like this. You are also one of the sparks of wisdom. Your wisdom is recognized. Although it is not as good as some perverts, but

It also has its own value."

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"Secondary origin...well, I can't give you the body of the Star God, but you have a soul. You don't need the body of the Star God. We will customize a body for you, living or dead, male or female.

Tall, short, or even non-human. Do you want it?" Anthony persuaded nonchalantly.

What else can Heathrow do? Seal it here forever?

"I am willing to listen to Sir Anthony's arrangements and please guide me in the direction of progress." Heathrow said sensibly.

After randomly finding a body for him and following the same allegiance procedure, Nigris said impatiently: "Come on, take us to the House of Wise Men. Let me see how many problems there are that need to be solved."

Anthony shook his head: "Wait a minute, Heathrow, is the Boulder Steppe your territory?"

"Yes, sir, the Boulder Grassland and several nearby cities are my family's territory and are now managed by the witch." Although Heathrow was puzzled, he still answered truthfully.

Anthony nodded: "Okay, we have requisitioned it."

After speaking, he turned to Ange and said: "Sir, the land in the grassland should be very fertile. Do we need to go and see it?"

Ange's eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded hurriedly, and then ran out happily.

Nigris's heart tightened: Damn it, he photographed it again, why didn't I think of it?

After leaving the God's Domain, what came into view was a green and lush grassland, dotted with some huge stones, and what they were sitting on was a pile of huge rocks stacked on top of each other.

"Do you have a World Tree here?" Anthony asked.

Heathrow shook his head: "No, this is not a major food-producing area. Who would plant the World Tree here?"

"Ah? Then why does the grass grow so well here? Don't you still let people go to the underground city to sell food? The food must be harvested." Nigris was surprised.

"Haha, I don't know what's going on. The grass and food here are indeed not affected by the light disaster. Unfortunately, I am not an animal or botanist. Otherwise, studying the reasons may be a way to solve the light disaster."

Silla said regretfully.

"Haha, I don't know if it's just your luck. There are no zoologists or botanists, but there is a God of Planting." Negris muttered angrily.

The grass is growing well, and Ange has no intention of changing its use. He is the god of planting. Grass and food are both for eating. It doesn't matter what you plant. He just collected some grass seeds for experiments.

After finishing these, everyone teleported through the teleportation array to Ulsman City in Leo's Garden, which is also the location of the House of Wise Men.

"Awesome, there is a city named after you? Even the God of Knowledge, like me, does not have this kind of treatment." Nigris said with envy.

Ulsman, who had just possessed himself and was still familiar with his Star God body, forced a smile and said nothing. Instead, Anthony complained: "Don't you have a brass book tower? There are also a bunch of palaces of knowledge. It's your own fault."

It’s just fun not to let others know your god’s name. Remember back then, whoever knew your name would have the reward of asking you questions at any time?”

Nigris sneered, of course he remembered, because his bad taste did not trick others, but Ange tricked him. This damn skeleton really asked one question in one day, and almost suffocated Nigris to death.

Just as he was about to say something, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance: "Damn it, do you know who I am? I am Prince Clarata, how dare you stop me? Come on, get me!"

Boom! There was a loud noise, and an undead soldier was sent flying over.

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