MTL - The Old Gods Are Whispering-Chapter 21 Favorability

  Chapter 21 Favorability

   In the dark night, the tide is roaring, the waves are beating on the reef, and the foam is gushing.

  The lighthouse on the coast shone a bright light, slowly sweeping across the pitch-black sea surface, faintly illuminated the colossus hidden in the mist, and reflected a huge turtle-like reflection on the water surface.

  The sound of machinery, the sharp sound of steel cables being tightened, and the sharp sound of sirens all mixed together.

   This is a huge offshore floating platform, which was built by deep space technology. It can be called a cross-age product like an industrial artwork. It was specially designed to work on sea level, and it is currently being used for the mining of the ruins of the Qilin Fairy Palace.

Lu Zijin sat by the fence of the open-air restaurant, looking at the rough sea, and said lightly: "Although the seal of the Qilin Fairy Palace has not been officially lifted, the spiritual crystallization and extraordinary materials that have flowed from the ruins for thousands of years can be regarded as one time. It’s a great harvest, enough to cultivate many talented young people.”

  This young woman, whose age is unknown, held a glass of strawberry juice and took a sip.

   Then narrowed his eyes, very satisfied.

  Across the round table, there were two people sitting.

  One of them was wearing a black and white coat, with dark gold thread embroidered on the chest, outlining the pattern of a cross, with his hands folded on the dining table, a gold Rolex watch on his right hand, and a black ring on his left ring finger.

  He was about forty years old, with a serious and deep face, and sparse hair on his head.

   "After this incident, Minister Lu may have a chance to be promoted."

   He said blankly.

  In the Ethereum Association, the positions of the thirteen branch ministers are the top priority, but the power is not too great.

   What the high-level executives of the association value is their combat effectiveness that can stand on their own.

  So it is not likely to give any right to vote.

   "I'm sorry, Deacon Nie. I'm not interested in getting promoted. After all, even if I get promoted, I'm joining your trial court. I handle all kinds of official duties every day, and my hair is about to fall out."

   Lu Zijin licked her pink lips and said, "The only thing I'm interested in is the Qilin Fairy Palace."

  When Deacon Nie heard the word hair, his eyelids twitched.

  Lu Zijin snorted coldly.

   Not long ago, the two of them had an argument about the young man surnamed Gu.

   Now that they meet each other, they will naturally not have a good face.

  At this time, the third person said calmly: "Then it is the Qilin Immortal Palace after all, who wouldn't yearn for it?"

   This is a mixed-race man in a suit and leather shoes. He is about thirty years old. His short pale blond hair is combed back meticulously.

  When Deacon Nie looked at the man, there was a hint of respect in his tone: "The gate of the Qilin Immortal Palace may be opened at any time, but so many things happened before that, I always feel it is an ominous omen."

   "This is an opportunity, and it also represents endless danger. It is impossible for those newcomers awakened by the Qilin Asgard to touch the core of the Qilin Asgard. None of us know what is in the Asgard."

  He sighed: "Besides, I'm really afraid that those fallen people will organize to make trouble."

  The man smiled, but did not speak.

   "Recently, due to the problem of Asgard Palace, our Trial Court is also exhausted physically and mentally. Since the Blood Moon massacre, there are still many fish that slipped through the province, and they have not been caught so far. Those big fallen organizations are still eyeing them."

  Deacon Nie said euphemistically: "I think Fengcheng still needs a natural disaster to sit in charge."

  The man smiled slightly: "Deacon Nie can rest assured, the master has arrived in Fengcheng three days ago."

  With such a fluffy sentence, this Deacon Nie couldn't help but laugh: "Really?"

  The man nodded.

   "Since that person has come, we can rest easy."

  Deacon Nie cleared his throat and asked, "Do you want me to bring someone to visit?"

  The man waved his hand and retorted: "He doesn't like being disturbed by others."

  Lu Zijin was drinking strawberry juice beside her, her moist and beautiful eyes were full of disdain.

   Most of the people who come out of the trial court are like this.

  Be obedient to the strong, and strike hard at the weak.

   However, this is also understandable.

   After all, the man in front of him is one of his students, so if he came over from the Lu family, he would have to lick him too.

   Deacon Nie was actually just out of politeness. He knew that with his own weight, he would not be able to be interviewed by that person.

   "Then we won't bother you. But if you need anything, call us anytime."

  He took out a tablet computer from his briefcase, handed it over and said, "Speaking of which, this is the Fengcheng branch and a group of newcomers trained in the trial court. I wonder if they can catch that person's eyes?"

  Lu Zijin couldn't help cheering up.

   As annoying as the Inquisition guys are, in this jurisdiction the interests are aligned.

   According to the rumors, that person has always wanted to take another apprentice, and wandering around all these years is also for this purpose.

  If there is a newcomer who can become that apprentice...

  The weight is self-evident.

However, the man didn't even look at him. Although he still maintained a gentle smile, there was unquestionable arrogance in his eyes: "No need, the master's standards for accepting apprentices have always been strict. If I remember correctly If not, there have always been very few gods in the Fengcheng branch, and if it weren't for the arrival of the Qilin Immortal Palace this time, there would probably be even fewer."

  Deacon Nie did not give up, and said with a smile: "After reaching the third level, there is still a chance to change jobs. If there are really talented young people, it will not be difficult to transfer to the priest path with that method."

  He said earnestly and earnestly: "These are excellent young people who have been carefully selected by me and have great potential. I can guarantee that they are the strongest group of this generation in Fengcheng District."

   Lu Zijin couldn't deny this, because there were also geniuses she had cultivated.

  The group of people on the list, if nothing else happens, will become the mainstay in this jurisdiction.

  The man pondered for a second, and asked: "Is there anyone in this group of newcomers who has the qualifications to leapfrog the challenge?"

   Now, Deacon Nie was stopped by the question. After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there really isn't one.

   "The rookie who only needs to be able to leapfrog the challenge?"

  He tentatively asked: "This standard is really high."

   "Yes, and the teacher also requested that no armed forces be used."

  The man said calmly: "Otherwise, after all these years, my junior brother and I would not have been the only ones selected."

   "Leapfrog challenge..."

  Deacon Nie's eyes changed.

  In the world of sublimators, it is very difficult to leapfrog challenges.

  Because each stage has new abilities.

  The original ability will also change qualitatively.

  The amount of spiritual accumulation also varies.

   Far from it.

  At this time, Lu Zijin frowned, because she thought of someone.

  Gu Jianlin!

   I just don’t know if it counts as zero-order killing first-order.

   "It's a pity that there really doesn't seem to be such a person in our jurisdiction."

  Deacon Nie shook his head, but smiled again: "But not now, doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. Just today, we just launched a hunting mission against clowns. Are you interested?"

  The man narrowed his eyes: "Joker? Interesting, although that person's rank is not high, but he was hand-picked by his family teacher. He is quite a troublesome degenerate. At least in terms of his rank, he is an outstanding one."

   "Of course it's tricky, otherwise I wouldn't be able to steal two precious mythical weapons!"

As soon as Deacon Nie mentioned this, he gritted his teeth: "This guy has figured out the path of a magician thoroughly. He has a strong ability to predict danger. Once an ascendant who is far stronger than him becomes hostile to him, He will run away immediately. There are also two unidentified mythical weapons, and even we don't know the specific function."

   "But he has been able to escape for so long, one of them must have a strong concealment effect. Even if he walks past us at this moment, we may not be able to find him."

  He paused: "I even suspect that he may have advanced secretly, and as fallen people, they still have the ability to deform and are extremely difficult to deal with. But this time, he can't escape."

  A man is rarely curious: "Oh?"

  Deacon Nie raised a finger: "We arranged a bait, a bait he couldn't resist!"

  When Lu Zijin heard this, a trace of disgust flashed in her beautiful eyes again.

   It turns out that this guy is not stupid, his mind is very careful, but he is just bad.

  Knowing how dangerous the clown is, he still assigned this task to the kid.

  Even knowing that the child has the ability to leapfrog challenges, but he didn't recommend it to others.

"yes?"

  The man thought for a while: "That's quite interesting. In fact, I'm also curious about what those two mythical weapons are."

   "We have arranged a large number of manpower to ensure nothing goes wrong."

  Deacon Nie said sincerely: "I promise, this will be a wonderful hunt. Maybe in this mission, there will be a young man with extraordinary talent, who can get his approval?"

  The man was silent for a second: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

  Lu Zijin originally wanted to recommend that boy, but suddenly stopped talking.

  Because she knew exactly what kind of personality the man in front of her and the man behind him had.

  If it was recommended by her, it is very likely that she will be labeled as the Lu family and a related household.

   That would make the other party feel unhappy.

  Anyway, with Lu Zicheng present, that child will not be in danger.

   The rest is up to fate.

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  After the evening self-study, a turbulent flow of people poured down from the teaching building, mixed with noise.

   "Hey, have you heard that Zhang Lei from the class next door has asked for leave!"

   "It's so fresh to ask for leave. My mother agrees and I will ask for it too."

"No, don't you all know? He asked for leave because he was crazy! It is said that when he was at home, his parents were beaten up, and then he was taken away by police detectives, as if he was put in a mental hospital. "

   "Damn it, I've heard about it. It's said that Class 3 and Class 6 also have it. They all went crazy with a groan!"

  Gu Jianlin walked downstairs expressionlessly, listening to the gossip.

  After joining the Aether Association, he is not used to this kind of thing. The entire Fengcheng has not many people with sublimation talent, but it is definitely not a very small number. It is normal for a school to find a few.

  According to the articles of association of the ether, those people will be allowed to leave the hospital after undergoing mental recuperation.

   Next, through training, you can complete the awakening with the help of the association and become an investigator.

   From then on, step into a new world.

At this time, someone quietly walked up to him, chewing a piece of gum in his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "It's been a long time since I went back to school life, I really miss it. I have to say, there are quite a lot of beauties in your school. "

   Gu Jianlin had a lot to think, Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School is the best school in the city, but in fact the school rules are not strict.

  You fall in love, perm and dye your hair, make up and wear skirts, basically nobody cares.

  As long as the grades are good.

  Only those like You Zhu who get in with extra points in the art test and whose grades are at the bottom all year round will be called parents.

   "What the **** are you here for?"

  Gu Jianlin couldn't help but said, "Is something going to happen?"

  Lu Zicheng raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

   Gu Jianlin looked around, his pupils flickering.

"One."

   "Three."

   "Seven."

   "Nine."

  He murmured and lowered his voice: "On this floor, I saw nine people pretending to be students. If I guessed correctly, they should all be members of the association? Yours?"

Lu Zicheng was taken aback, and didn't know how this kid found out, so he hurriedly said: "Shh, don't look at them. They belong to the association, but they are not mine, and they don't know that I am in this school. They were startled."

  Gu Jianlin was taken aback for a moment: "What is this for?"

  Lu Zicheng was silent for a moment: "Don't ask, just study hard. How much has your spiritual accumulation completed?"

  Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second: "Twenty-five percent."

Lu Zicheng frowned, and commented: "This is all three bottles of reagents? The efficiency of this absorption is so-so. After the mission of hunting the clown is over, you should be able to share some of the merits. You can exchange them for some merits at that time." Spiritual secret medicine."

  Hearing this, Gu Jianlin sensed something was wrong: "Clown? Are you going to hunt and kill clowns?"

  Lu Zicheng curled his lips: "Almost."

  Gu Jianlin couldn't help but said, "Isn't that my task?"

   "I told you everything, something went wrong in deep space, and the clown is not something you can kill."

Lu Zicheng said in a low voice: "You have also seen the information about the clown. The first-level magician path is still a fallen person, but he is not the Li Changzhi who was killed by you. Because he has mastered all the skills at the current stage and is still holding There are two mythical weapons, and we still don’t know the function of those two mythical weapons, can you beat them?”

   "In short, if you feel danger, please inform me immediately, I will not leave school in the near future."

  He patted the boy on the shoulder: "I can do it myself."

   After speaking, he turned and left, disappearing into the crowd.

  Gu Jianlin was silent for a long time, always feeling that this matter was not right.

   He has indeed read the information about the clown.

   It is said that he is one of the survivors of the blood moon massacre incident. He was polluted when mining the Qilin fairy palace, and was almost killed later.

  Same as that Li Changzhi.

   In other words, that guy might come to seek revenge on him.

   He even thinks that he has something his father left him.

   Maybe that's why deep space issued him this mission.

  Because Gu Jianlin doesn't have to search for a needle in a haystack all over the world to find someone, the other party will take the initiative to find him.

   "But, why do you say something went wrong in deep space?"

   Gu Jianlin was puzzled and walked out of the teaching building.

  For the vast majority of male high school students, apart from good teachers, there are two other indicators that are very important.

  One is whether there are many beauties.

  One is whether the food in the cafeteria is good or not.

   Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School is notoriously poor in the city in terms of food.

  So that every time after evening self-study, everyone would go to the snack street at the door to look for food before the school was closed.

  As for the cafeteria, the dogs don't go there.

   One time Gu Jianlin was very impressed. He heard that the cafeteria rarely provided seafood, as well as hairy crabs.

  He also went there that day and queued for a long time, but he hit a small crab no bigger than a palm.

   Small is better than nothing.

  Until his extended chopsticks were caught by the crab's pincers...

   is outrageous.

  Gu Jianlin also planned to go to the snack street to buy some food, and by the way, bring some to the cheap sister.

   It turned out to be on the bench at the school gate, and he saw a familiar figure curled up there.

  Short hair fluttering, thin shoulders, lonely back.

   "What are you doing sitting here?"

   Gu Jianlin leaned over, and Fox questioned.

"Um?"

  Su Youzhu raised her head, revealing her pale, bloodless little face.

  When Gu Jianlin saw her expression, he understood.

   "Is your menstrual period coming?"

  Su Youzhu put on a pretty face and hummed.

   "You stay up late every day, and your work and rest are so chaotic, it will definitely hurt."

  Gu Jianlin shook his head, took out a thermos cup from his bag and handed it to her: "Brown sugar water."

  Su Youzhu was taken aback: "Where did you come from?"

   Gu Jianlin said: "I soaked it in advance at home."

  Su Youzhu hesitated again: "For... mine?"

  Gu Jianlin hummed.

   It's not a problem to be taken care of like this all the time. It just happened that last night he used his life perception to find out that the girl was about to have her menstrual period, so he made preparations in advance.

  Su Youzhu was stunned. She had not yet had her menstrual period at that time, but the brown sugar water was prepared in advance.

  There is only one possibility.

  —The teenager knows her cycles.

  Gu Jianlin noticed that the girl stared at him inexplicably and strangely, with an inexplicable meaning.

"I understand."

  Su Youzhu was thoughtful, and then said blankly: "Could it be that after using that thing, I feel that the experience of a real person will be better, so I decided to brush my favorability now?"

   4,700 words, **** overslept...

  

  

  (end of this chapter)