The people involved in the incident thought about it, 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 jogging in his life.
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Besides, one of the two 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 the sore feet of some people.
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~
(Damn Gan Liniang, I don’t care. Whoever wants to get a quota should discuss it with this unlucky guy in person!)
Mingguang's top management generally calls this a "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. 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 guts, 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 use it as 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...
Not only are these people 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 there something strange on the chair in his room that I just sat on? Where is the nearest temple in Mingguang? Is there an old monk with a beard inside? Does anyone know a shaman who can dance to bring good luck and ward off evil spirits?
"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 the spice bag at the other person to complete the entire step - 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, yourself?"
"Don't mention it if you don't have money, this 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.
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 are simply amazing, hahaha, it's so cool, I feel so proud. Master Warlock, I never thought that someone would go out of my way to give me gifts and go 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..."
His words were all bad, which showed how excited the warlock was 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 over 99.8% has such a pure color. Oh, it's from deep sea plants, so its 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 trying their best. There are everything 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. They are very thoughtful. Although the people from these big families all have high standards, when they really put down their posture and want to please others, ordinary people are really no match for them."
"To put it bluntly, you are a high-level dog licker?" Huang Dashan took out a piece of unknown dried meat and chewed it in his mouth, "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 triumphant face, Sikong was a little confused as to where Shan Ye's pulse was - was this guy's only weakness really his waist? I really want to beat him up right now!
Lin Chou asked with 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 soaking in the hot spring for real."
"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 limit 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 the blind man, 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 paid any attention to him.
Yes, yes, you are right, and you are definitely not an ordinary strong person, because you rely on your big waist.
