Chapter 81 Welcome a noble leg hair into the secret realm

Style: Fantasy Author: Big brother sevenWords: 2527Update Time: 24/01/13 16:27:41
Pei Wu then ignored the public opinion on the Internet and looked at the little elf in the Yuhui system.

It was still the same as last time, lying on the sofa without any image, as if it was not the docile spiritual beast as imagined, but more like a ruffian.

But the most important thing now is not these, but to see the content of the Imperial Council.

Pei Wu slowly stretched out her hand, and the elf appeared out of thin air on her palm.

"Take me to the secret realm."

The elf seemed to pause for a moment, and gradually it emitted a strong light, causing Pei Wu, who was staring at it, to subconsciously close his eyes.

And that light slowly disappeared.

When Pei Wu opened his eyes again, he found that he was in a closed space.

Everything around was paved with darkness, and there was a raised place not far away, which seemed to be the door to a secret realm.

Just when Pei Wu was about to lift his feet, a whiteboard suddenly appeared in front of him.

At the same time, an unclear voice reached her ears.

"Contestant No. 30 has successfully activated the account."

Pei Wu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled without saying a word.

And that voice is still repeating itself:

"The rules of the first imperial meeting are as follows. Contestant No. 30, please look at the whiteboard."

After hearing what it said, Pei Wu immediately took a closer look.

[Rules of the first points competition:

Each contestant needs to trigger a task in the secret realm. Each completed task will be worth two points. After the completion, one point will be added if you get a good review, and one point will be deducted if you get a negative review. No points will be scored if you do not make an evaluation. The time is one month. 】

[Note: Contracted beasts can be used, but they must not kill each other unless specially reminded]

At this moment, the mechanical sound suddenly appeared again.

"Contestant No. 30, please confirm your information."

In an instant, the whiteboard turned into Pei Wu's registration list and monitoring results.

Mechanical voice: "The name is Pei Wu, a B-level beast master. The contracted beast is of medium level. It does not match the registration form and needs to be checked again."

At the same time, the registration form on the whiteboard shows that it has been submitted to the corresponding department.

However, the monitoring results surprised Pei Wu.

She knew that Rhubarb gave the original owner power, but she didn't expect that it would suddenly jump three levels.

It seems that the original owner is not simple.

While waiting for the inspection, Pei Wu was bored and started chatting with the machine.

"Brother, are you a person or an object?"

The other party seems to be not in the service area.

But Pei Wu was not discouraged and continued to lose his temper.

"Brother, are there many people participating this time? How many people have got points so far, and what is the highest one? Has anyone given up on their own initiative? Or which player among them is the most powerful?"

There is a series of questions that even machines, not to mention humans, can't answer.

After a while, Pei Wu still didn't hear the other party's voice, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother, do you know what is the first alien beast that should be eliminated in our Great Yuanzhou?"

This is a good question and causes the other person to think hard.

Unexpectedly, the next second, it regretted it decisively.

At this time, Pei Wu, who was standing, raised the corner of his lips and said faintly: "The most eliminated person must be the one who is not popular, because he is a chicken."

"..."

For the first time, the mastermind behind Mechanical Sound was confused.

"Contestant No. 30 please pay attention to your words and deeds. In addition, if you pass the inspection, you can enter. Then your elf will take you out."

To put it simply -

roll!

Pei Wu heard what this meant, but didn't say much.

She waved her hand with a smile, "Robot, goodbye."

"???"

Really convinced.

**

Since the purpose of the imperial association system is fairness and justice, the players cannot be given their real names, but titles.

And whenever the players met, they couldn't clearly see each other's facial features and unclear voices, which led some people to almost think they were blind.

And Pei Wu had a well-known name, especially at the moment she entered, her famous scene of social death appeared on the entire field.

"Welcome contestant No. 30, a noble leg hair to enter the secret realm, with a grade of B-level beast master."

Everyone who is doing the task:...

Pei Wu, who is in social death:? ? ?

No one told her about the broadcast.

But the good thing is, they don't know me.

Pei Wu took Dahuang away from the venue nonchalantly.

She had no idea that the discussion forum on the field had been filled with this special name.

[I like this opening, it’s my type, so I have to find this person! 】

[Everyone else’s abbreviations are serious English abbreviations. Why is Contestant No. 30 so different? 】

[Only I noticed why Yuhuizhi agreed to this name, even though I couldn’t fill in the emojis. 】

[Can you imagine that a mysterious and cold broadcaster suddenly comes to you with a kiss? Can you accept it? 】

Here are basically top-notch masters from various places. They are either generous or have the most awesome attitude, as well as their aloof temperament. There will never be such a funny scene.

But they didn't make fun of the beastmaster's level. After all, points were king here.

The discussion did not last long, after all, everyone still had tasks to do.

But this time, Mo Ziyu and Pei Qinghuan did not come here, because in reality, they were almost too busy.

**

Pei family's main house

"Miss Qinghuan, are you sure you don't have an affair with Young Master Mo?"

Pei Wangjin, who was sitting in the middle, stared sharply ahead, but his expression was calm from beginning to end, showing no emotion at all.

But Pei Qinghuan, who was standing, was most afraid of this tone.

The scene of getting up to train in the middle of the night immediately came to her mind, and her body trembled instantly.

But despite this, Pei Qinghuan still pretended to be calm:

"Master Mo and I really have no personal relationship."

Not to mention how genuine those sincere eyes are.

There were only two of them left on the field, which meant that as long as Pei Wangjin gave the order, Pei Qinghuan would be taken back for forced training.

Surprisingly, the other party did not have too much suspicion.

"Your public opinion is still online, so you do less and talk more these days. Also, how many points do you have in the imperial meeting system now?"

Mentioning this matter, Pei Qinghuan's eyes showed a light of confidence, but the opposite person was a representative of negation, so she was simply modest and cautious:

"Although it is the highest score in the game, it still did not achieve the expected results. The points are 12."

Sure enough, Pei Wangjin, who had the negative representative, nodded and said calmly: "We must reach 30 points next week."

"?"

Pei Qinghuan hesitated for a while, thinking that he wanted to tire her to death.

Even the donkeys in the production team dare not work like this every day, so I will remember you, Pei Wangjin!



Mohist

The atmosphere here was obviously much better than the Pei family, but towards the end, a big shot came.

"Second uncle, why are you here?"

Mo Ziyu was about to go out to settle the score with Pei Wu, but when he turned around, he saw the imposing second uncle.

Especially when he looked at himself, his originally resolute and stern appearance suddenly revealed a hint of sharpness and ruthlessness.

Mo Ziyu's heart suddenly tightened. This Lingchi feeling was like someone pinching his neck and he couldn't breathe.

At this moment, the big man on the opposite side moved.

Mo Jincheng came to the bench and slowly sat down, his eyes fixed on his nephew.

And a cold breath suddenly emanated from his body.

His eyes were dark, and the words coming out of his thin lips were as cold as ice.

"Not long ago, I saw a piece of news saying that you took my daughter's position?"

Time stood still for a few seconds.

Mo Ziyu's expression gradually stiffened, and he slowly raised his eyes, even the muscles on his cheeks were faintly twitching.

(End of chapter)