"What kind of bad luck has that kid Wang Qiang got recently? Why did he attract so many people in all of a sudden?"
On the scarlet carpet, several people standing in the corner were whispering.
"I don't see anything special about him. Why is he so well-connected?"
"I heard some gossip, do you want to hear it?"
"Speak quickly, tell me quickly, don't be so pretentious!"
"That's what I heard. Doesn't that boy have a younger brother and sister from the same family? He met a young man from the upper class!"
"That young master is a rich man. He joined the cult himself and took the elixirs. He also bought the elixirs for the bodyguards around him and attracted more than two hundred people at once!"
"These two hundred or so people are now all blamed on Wang Qiang!"
Once the gossip spread, it caused an uproar among the people.
This seemingly mysterious organization capable of mass-producing low-level warriors is actually similar to the organizational structure of some pyramid schemes.
Using the form of people pulling people together, the more you pull, the more rewards you will get and the higher your status in the organization will be.
Wang Qiang originally organized an inconspicuous little Luo Luo, but since he recruited more than 200 people into the organization, his status has skyrocketed.
These days I walk in a windy way when I come and go in the organization, and I feel particularly high-spirited.
He even obtained the qualification to go to the eighteenth floor underground that he had always dreamed of.
The elevator seemed to be descending smoothly from floor to floor, but the cold was getting heavier and heavier.
Wang Qiang had no choice but to take out a red elixir from his lapel and swallowed it in his mouth to relieve some of the frost on the surface of his body.
On the eighteenth floor underground, the elevator door opened, and a little light came in from outside the elevator.
Wang Qiang, with some anxiety and excitement, stepped into an area he had never stepped into before.
It's strange to say that the meaning of being intolerable in the elevator disappears after entering the eighteenth floor.
"Come here~"
Suddenly an ethereal voice sounded in his mind, and Wang Qiang stood there stunned for a full minute before walking forward in a daze.
He walked forward along the carpet, passed through the long corridor, and reached the deepest hall.
There was only a faceless figure in the middle of the hall, standing there straight and there was no other object.
"Come closer~"
The voice in his mind appeared again, and Wang Qiang raised his head in disbelief and stared at the figure who was taller than him, with an expression of excitement and confusion.
"you……"
"Is this you, Lord God?"
Wang Qiang crossed his hands and intertwined his index fingers, and knelt down in front of the portrait devoutly. He looked at the portrait with burning eyes. Under the dim light, his face looked a little dark and weird.
"Yes, it's me."
"As my believer, you have done well. Come closer and I will bless you."
Wang Qiang has seen people who have been blessed by the gods. Everyone who has been blessed by the gods will become extra powerful after they go out.
Is it actually his turn now?
He knelt on the ground and crawled forward a few steps, like a loyal dog, filled with only the admiration of his master.
Soon, Wang Qiang felt a cool breeze swirling around him, and there was an inexplicable swelling and pain in his chest, as if something was trying to break free.
"Lord God..."
He was still kneeling down devoutly, but he didn't know that a thick black tentacle was attached to the back of his head.
With a steady stream of power being instilled into his body from the idol, Wang Qiang felt that his strength was constantly increasing. The feeling of being as powerful as holding the sun and moon in his hands made him feel elated.
Until God's blessing ends.
"Let's go."
"My believer, I hope you will not disappoint my expectations!"
The ethereal voice of the god kept echoing in Wang Qiang's mind, making him even more excited.
He vowed that when he returned, he would attract more people to join the organization and obtain more blessings.
After walking out of the 18th floor, he felt it carefully. It was indeed a blessing from the gods. He felt that if he took ten or eight pills at one time, they would be much more effective, and there would be no pain or itching, and there would truly be no sequelae.
.
Thinking of this, the seeds of greed in his heart were ready to move, and Wang Qiang decided to attack Lin Bai.
The young master who is uneasy about the world and stupid enough may be able to help him reach a higher level.
…
In the long-lost coffee shop, the roles of the two people sitting at the table seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.
"Why should I listen to you? It's enough for me to have these people now!"
Lin Bai rejected Wang Qiang's proposal to recruit more people into the organization.
"Besides, after bringing so many people in, I am just an ordinary warrior. If something goes wrong in the future, wouldn't I have no ability to resist at all!?"
"Mr. Wang, I am a businessman and I never do business at a loss. Don't mention this matter again. I won't agree to it!"
Wang Qiang originally thought that this plan was very reliable and could convince Lin Bai to send a large number of people into the organization, but he didn't expect that this guy suddenly turned his back and refused to recognize anyone.
"Mr. Lin, do you want to burn down the bridge?"
Wang Qiang was a little unhappy. He happened to want to try his strength after receiving the blessing from the gods, so he immediately said with a cold face.
"Don't give me a toast or a fine drink. I'm giving you this opportunity because I think highly of you. If you push back again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Lin Bai sat on the chair, shook his head calmly, and patted the table gently. Then in the cafe, many strong and sturdy people walked out of the originally empty place.
Chinese.
"Mr. Wang, I have already said that I am a businessman, so I naturally plan for a rainy day when doing things. I think Mr. Wang is very powerful, but there are so many of us, can Mr. Wang guarantee that he can deal with it calmly?"
Wang Qiang suddenly became a little unsure. He pinched his fingers and looked at Lin Bai opposite, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
"Are you threatening me?"
"How could I threaten you? I'm just trying to reason with you!"
Lin Bai made his request calmly.
"Actually, I'm quite interested in what Mr. Wang said, but I don't want to be the most ordinary member of the congregation all the time. I just don't know if Mr. Wang has any channels to introduce me to the Lord God!"
Lin Bai's ambition was obvious. Even if Wang Qiang knew about it, there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Moreover, he quickly figured out that with Lin Bai's assets, even without him, he would be able to find someone to join the organization in the end.
It's better that after he sold Lin Bai a benefit, the two people in the organization could form an alliance.
Wang Qiang adjusted his mentality and smiled on his face.
"Mr. Lin was joking. I was stunned just now."
"I'm a bit shy in front of the gods. I can introduce you to the gods, but I also have my own conditions..."
Standing on a high platform, you can clearly see everything going on below.
"Bringing business knowledge to warriors, Xiaobai is really different from ordinary people!"
Xie Jianjia was a little dumbfounded.
Lin Ming only said lightly.
"Don't you think it's very useful? In fact, in this world, money can solve most problems."
"If not, it only means that what you gave is not enough."