Chapter 915: Then haven’t you touched it in more than 30,000 years?
Anthony came out of the Merchant Association in Bale City, already holding a thick stack of information in his hand, which contained information about elites from various countries.
Although there are mercenary guilds and thieves guilds in the city where you can buy information, most people don't know that the merchants' association has the most complete intelligence system.
If the mercenary guild and thieves guild have incomplete information, they will lose their lives at most. If the merchants have incomplete information, they will lose money.
Intelligence is the core competitiveness of a businessman. Doing business requires buying low and selling high. Of course, connections are also indispensable. Therefore, chambers of commerce have the habit of collecting information on elites from various countries, but they rarely sell it.
But rarely does it mean that there is none. As long as a knife is placed on his neck and he is hit repeatedly with a bone stick, and he is frightened every time he is hit, he will be willing to sell it.
"Is that for sale? Is that for sale? You are clearly robbing!" Adams had never seen such shameless remarks and couldn't help complaining.
"I gave him the money. I put a gold coin on his table." Anthony flipped through the information in his hand and answered casually.
He met Sava and Vanya in the slums of the Starburst Circle, and they were miserable, but they themselves were also miserable in their original world.
If he hadn't met Ange, the bankrupt pharmacist would most likely have starved to death or been supported by Vanya.
But apart from these unlucky ones, others are all outstanding people, and they can do well in any environment. For example, Lisa is an internal affairs talent who can stand alone and is more than enough to manage a country.
Very likely to be buried.
Looking down the list, I quickly found a name, Vice President of the American Gods Association—Lisa Rowland.
Even the name has not been changed, only the surname has been changed. After all, the reborn family cannot choose, but why is he the vice president?
Because the president is her granddaughter, she is ninety-five years old and retired this year.
…
Lisa's memory recovery was quite smooth. Anthony sneaked in quietly and poked her on the forehead.
"Lord Anthony? Why are you here?" Lisa asked in surprise, then looked at her withered hands, and immediately used the facial cleansing technique to wipe it off her face.
"Looking for your help, my faith has collapsed." Anthony explained the current situation.
Lisa let go of her palms, her face regained her youthful look: "I would like to serve you, sir. I have established a Beauty God Association over the years. I am quite rich, so I should be able to help."
Anthony couldn't help but want to complain: "Not only can it help, your American God Association is almost richer than the Magician Guild. Fortunately, you keep a low profile, otherwise you would have been robbed long ago. Your guard force is too weak. I
Came in easily."
Lisa explained awkwardly: "The main reason is that I retired and all the security forces were transferred to my granddaughter."
"Even if the guards are transferred to your granddaughter, the defense of the family cannot be so weak. I have been here for so long and no one has come in to take a look." Anthony complained.
"This...that...I asked Feilin to come in." Lisa didn't know what to say and quickly changed the subject.
"Felin? Felin is here too?" Anthony was surprised.
This is really a coincidence, after all, it is rebirth, and no one can decide where he will be born, unless like him, Ange forcibly intervened and retained all the memories of his life.
Lisa pulled one of the two ropes beside the bed, and not long after, an old man opened the door and walked in.
Seeing Lisa and Anthony, his expression suddenly changed, his stooped waist straightened up, and the magic power surged in his body, and he said sternly: "Who are you? Where is my wife? Don't hurt her, otherwise you will be with our beauty god.
If you are the enemy of the Association, even if I hunt you to the end of the world, I will find you and the people behind the scenes."
Uh, so fierce. Is this the ‘good old man’ film? Why is he so fierce?
"Felin, it's me, Lisa." No matter how hard Lisa tried, she couldn't make Felin believe that the plump young woman in front of him was his wife. After all, in the magical world, there are many ways to pretend to be another person.
Finally, Anthony took action and pointed his finger on his forehead.
With the channel of the American God Association, Anthony found people much more smoothly. He found Diluni on the tenth day, Bruske on the fifteenth day, and Astoria on the twenty-first day. Basically, every day
You can find one every five or six days.
This efficiency is already quite high. As manpower becomes more and more abundant, the subsequent efficiency will become even higher.
So what he is worried about now is Negris's group: "I don't know what the situation is over Negris. How many people can be found? If we can't find enough manpower in three months, the effect of the miracle will be lost."
It’s a huge discount.”
It is an established plan to use the miracle of the destruction of the Starburst Magic Circle to reshape the faith of the Church of Light, but to exert the effect of the miracle, sufficient preparation is needed, otherwise the Starburst Magic Circle will be destroyed, but everyone said
:Look, it’s a shooting star——
In order to prevent your attention from being stolen by accidents such as meteors, you need to be fully prepared.
…
A group of Negris, who was worried about Anthony, were sitting on a sea ship, wandering around, and came to an island.
"Isn't this a desert island? What good things can happen here? The bird droppings on the ground...well, it is indeed a good thing for Ange. Isn't that why you think this is a good thing?
"Negris asked.
Xia Mara shook her head: "I don't know. You asked me where there was any good thing, and you took out the map and asked me to poke it, so I just poked here casually. I don't know what the good thing is."
"Your premonition ability won't work, right? If you had known, you would have followed Anthony's method to find it. Forget it, it's already here, let's go up and have a look." Nigris said helplessly.
Soon everyone arrived on the island. When they walked up to a higher place, Nigris felt his heart freeze. He could see the entire island at a glance. There was no grass growing on the island. The ground was covered with thick guano and was covered with seabirds.
There is every place on the island where you can stay.
"What good things can happen here? It's all guano and birds, not even a human being. We are looking for our former companions, not birds. Are there any birdmen among our former companions? Or is there anyone who has been reborn as a bird?"
Nigris said angrily.
Shyamala said sheepishly: "Maybe it really failed."
At this moment, the seabirds on the island rose into the air as if they had been frightened, and in a chain reaction they all flew up.
A black dot jumped out of nowhere, waving its claws continuously, creating an afterimage and snapping pictures of a bunch of seabirds.
Nigris exclaimed: "Big cat?"
The big cat seemed to hear Nigris's voice and turned around suddenly. When it saw Nigris, its eyes widened. It dropped the seabirds it had photographed and flew towards this direction.
As it ran, its figure suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already in front of Nigris and threw Nigris to the ground.
Nigris was thrown out of his original form by it. Looking at the original Yellow Mud Book, the big cat licked it suspiciously and immediately spit out the mud.
Then it looked around and jumped into Shyamala's arms.
"Don't turn it, don't turn it, you perverted cat, what are you looking for? Don't scratch my underwear." Xiamala hurriedly tried to pick up the big cat.
Nigris condensed his form and said angrily: "It is turning over fairy beans. This dead cat is not reborn. It still remembers us. Big cat, you won't stay here like Xiaogu, right? Then you
Hasn’t it been that I haven’t touched fairy beans in more than 30,000 years?”
The big cat raised its head from Xia Mara's arms, with tears almost coming out of its eyes. It looked at Negris pitifully and sobbed: Ouch~