The first thousand two hundred and seventy-five chapters are really strong like me, Huang Dashan
The people involved in the incident thought about it for a while, but finally couldn't muster up the courage to disturb Boss Lin's bathing and Mr. Sikong's surfing.
You can never imagine how obsessed with water a person who hasn't taken a shower in half a year would be, and how much he has to spare for Sikong, who has never done any strenuous exercise including taking a shower in his life.
emmm...
Besides, one of these two people has superpowers and the other can fight.
The standard of negotiation between the Warlock and them was actually negotiated by Sikong and Boss Lin. He has a dark heart and can catch some people's feet.
At least the warlock himself couldn't come up with so many ideas, so he had a showdown with the senior management without changing a single word.
Then...
Naturally, it was passed with unanimous abstentions when no one was willing to stand up and expressly object...
Look, you delayed the special training time of the Little Overlord server for a day and a night just for a few places. If you had told me earlier, you thought it was such a big deal~
(Gan Liniang is damned, I don’t care, whoever wants to get a quota should discuss it with this unlucky guy in person!)
Mingguang's top management usually calls this "trivial shit". If Mingguang needs to develop and grow, it will inevitably be hijacked by some families and forces...
Well, it can't be considered blackmail.
You can also call it collusion, or mutual benefit, whatever it is.
The top management of Mingguang thought about it and said: But now that the situation has arisen, you see, Master Lin Chou and Sikong Warlock are not happy anymore. They have all made great contributions to Mingguang, so you don’t blame me for not bothering to care about you.
These bad things~
You big families and powerful people want money and people, and some of you want power and influence. That unlucky guy who works part-time as a poor guy must be particularly happy to deal with you~
No matter how those big families who are bent on cutting in the queue gnash their teeth behind their backs, they can't fall out with the top management of Mingguang over such a trivial matter - in fact, they don't have the courage, think about how Mingguang treated those people during the tide of beasts and zombies.
For a family that is only willing to provide money but not people (cannot produce high-level evolutionaries), just be a target!
Not only that, the big family also had to smile and thank Mingguang's senior management for "trying their best to negotiate a deal", and then went to face the warlock uncle face to face with their minds full of confusion.
In just one day, the Warlock Master received representatives from 16 large families, some of whom were business geniuses of the younger generation, and some who were middle-aged evolvers who had reached the fifth level of advanced strength...
These people are not only powerful in the base city, they are highly respected wherever they go, but when they face the warlocks, they are really weak and helpless from the bottom of their hearts...
This is so fucking scary!
Is the chair in his room that I just sat on stained with something strange? Where is the nearest temple in Mingguang? Is there an old monk with a beard in there? Does anyone know a shaman who can dance to attract good luck and ward off evil?
"I have a voodoo spice bag that can transfer all your bad luck to another person. It is also very simple to operate. Just throw this spice bag at the other person and complete all the steps - of course, it is recommended that the person
Is it an enemy or opponent?"
"I want it, I want it! I want it! Please tell me how much it costs to take home this magical spice bag produced by you, the warlock."
"Don't mention it if you don't have money, I am a warlock..."
"50,000 circulation points! No! 100,000! Don't mind if it's a little less... But, can I issue an invoice..."
The 16 people went back to their homes with 16 spice bags with sad faces, thinking about how to find a reason to reimburse their families for reimbursement.
Lin Chou and Sikong walked out from behind refreshed and looked at the table full of gifts.
"Hey, it looks like the harvest is pretty good?"
The old sorcerer invited the two of them to sit down on the chairs as if they were respectfully inviting the grand master.
"It's amazing, you guys are amazing, hahaha, it's so cool, I'm so proud. Master Warlock, I never thought that someone would give me gifts through the back door. You said you could exchange these things for various experimental materials, I
Do you have to use a stainless steel basin to deceive an idiot for several years to get so much money back..."
Even his words were bad, which shows how excited the warlock is in his heart.
Sikong absentmindedly fiddled with the gorgeously wrapped and festive gifts on the table.
"Well, Kushutang's top set? Only the third-order magic plant essence with a purity of more than 99.8% has such a pure color. Oh, it's from deep sea plants. This value is relatively high. What is this, petrified wood?
Fossils? What bullshit..."
"These things can't be exchanged for much in circulation, but they can be considered as good efforts. There are all kinds of things for food, use and play. They are all things that small households with some spare money like, just to show off their appearance and make them look decent, I think.
It's quite thoughtful. Although the people from these big families all have high standards, when they really put down their stature and think about pleasing others, ordinary people are really no match for them."
"To put it bluntly, he is a high-ranking dog licker?" Huang Dashan took out a piece of unknown dried meat and put it in his mouth to chew, "Tsk tsk!"
Sikong frowned,
"I'm very curious, Mr. Shan, why do the words you summarize always hurt people and damage the idea?"
"Bang, bang, bang," Shan Ye began to chew the bones, "Maybe this is talent, the kind of talent that cannot be forced."
"I'm not complimenting you!"
"Ang, isn't this just a compliment to me?"
Looking at that smug face, Sikong couldn't figure out where Shan Ye's pulse was - this guy's only weakness is his waist? I really want to beat him up right now!
Lin Chou asked with great interest,
"Master Shan, how do you feel in there?"
Boss Lin was so focused on experiencing the most wonderful things in the world that he seemed to have neglected some things that should have been the main meaning.
Huang Dashan scratched his head inexplicably,
"It feels very good. It feels like a real hot spring bath."
"I mean, strength improvement or something."
"There is no reaction at all. Should I have a reaction?"
"Of course," the warlock said, "you can use various awakening abilities without restrictions when you are always in full state. A fool who repeats one thing a thousand times or ten thousand times will become a genius. Otherwise, why do you think these evolvers are so interested in the server?"
Passionate?”
"Oh," Mr. Shan grinned with his teeth bared, "I might as well take a few more sips of wine while I have the time. That thing will help me even more."
Sikong mocked,
"Uncle Warlock, please bother me and tell me that you are just lighting a lamp to show to the blind, that's all, haha~"
Master Shan is not happy anymore,
"What do you mean? What do you mean? Only weaklings need training. The real strong ones rely on their fucking talent!"
No one cared about him at all.
Yes, yes, you are right, and you are definitely not an ordinary strong person, because you rely on your big waist.