Dimensional Eroders

"Dear Mr. Bai, I am a passer-by in your life journey, an ordinary old king. If you have no impression, please try to recall'Saipan', that is a dog that can open bread. And I am honored, Become its owner.

After learning that you have been promoted to Tier 2, I am very happy for you and send my blessings. Another outstanding contractor, embarking on this difficult road, I wish you a smooth journey.

To this day, I still clearly remember your performance in the Gu Wu world under the jurisdiction of the New Gospel Group. In order to save the innocent contractors in other paradise, you did not hesitate to personal safety and stood up to face the source of pollution, the brain god-sucking stars (pure love of war god) Feat.

Even though I don't agree with your naming ability, the Akagi, courage, and passion you showed is still fresh in my memory.

Since then, your spirit of saving lives and healing wounds, your teaching and cultivation of the aboriginal forests, and the transfer of the right to use the precious "brain god-carp" to our team, all prove that you are a righteous contractor with integrity and kind heart. .

Here, I strongly recommend that you join the "Fire Passing Paradise Low-level Contractor Support and Rescue Foundation".

This is a non-profit charity organization, an intermediary organization jointly established by many volunteers who have no background in the fire park.

It aims to help those newcomers who have joined the paradise without the slightest experience, strength, or any background relationship, who have disabilities, diseases, the elderly, children, women and other disadvantaged groups, through the risky adaptation period as much as possible, and improve the survival rate.

In my opinion, every life is precious and worth cherishing. It should not be rashly buried in the ‘Trial Mission’. These innocent newcomers should have better choices.

The ‘Relief and Support Association’ has no background and was jointly initiated by a group of volunteers with the same philosophy. The aim is to take advantage of the opportunity of ‘vacation’ to help newcomers free of charge, spend the trial task as much as possible, and successfully become a contractor.

Although we do not ask for anything in return, we will not let members give in vain. After the president's application and negotiation, the park is willing to pay each contractor at a price ranging from 100-200 embers. The death of the newcomer will also deduct the expenses.

In addition, the vice president also reached an agreement with all parties in the park. The leader can record the performance of the newcomers from the side, organize the summary files, recommend talents to different forces, help the newcomers avoid wrong paths, and earn intermediary fees.

I think you are a righteous, brave, and kind-hearted contractor on the order side. At the same time, you have superb medical skills. You are very suitable to lead a team to protect newcomers and lend a helping hand in crisis.

I implore you once again to join the foundation. We can't promise rich returns, but we never ask for a return to save people.

--king"

Lang: °ヘ°)?????? What the **** is this??"

After the dinner, the slightly drunken Bailang carried Fufu back to his exclusive room in the paradise. Immediately, a letter flew to his face and stuck it directly on his face.

After opening it to read, Bailang looked dumbfounded.

"Hmm umヽ(゜Q.)ノ?"

Seeing that his father was the first to use emoticons, Sha Fufu responded, staring at each other with a dumb face.

"This is... a good guy card??? Want to prostitute me for nothing?"

After reading, Bailang also recalled the second-tier team encountered in "Gu Wu Jianghu". It was a loose temporary team, and the rest of the members were almost forgotten. I just remember that the leader of the team, Wang, is the best loser in life. Even the core ability is lost. It is not as good as a dog.

But he was the only good old man, and he took good care of himself. In the late stage of fighting monsters, when the team was forced to recruit and obviously wanted to hack their own "Carp King," this guy also signed a relatively fair compensation agreement on their own initiative.

In the end, as expected, the carp king was forcibly squeezed to death by the group of team members and refused to return it in its entirety. However, I got the compensation smoothly, and the successor fish of "Brain God-Carp" was also smoothly reset in the pokeball.

Now, this good old man not only celebrates the Virgin Mary by himself, but also wants to drag my Virgin Mary into the water and be the Virgin together. Your mother's cancer is in the advanced stage!

…

Next, Lang searched for information about this ‘foundation’.

The overall situation is not bad from what the King of Ordinary said. It was originally a non-profit organization that didn't ask for rewards. The first president even reached Tier 5, but it was a pity that he fell.

Later, this organization was infiltrated by all parties and gradually changed its nature. Today, there are still some enthusiastic volunteers at the bottom who insist on taking the initiative to help contractors in difficulties.

But it is more profiting through organizations, such as small favors in the novice period, and then long-term loans; bluffing contractors without relevant common sense, signing unequal'contracts' and selling them to major forces to replenish new blood; even using trials The threat of the mission, intimidating and intimidating those beautiful newcomers...

Whether it’s the Virgin who really helps others, or the selfish snakehead or black intermediary, everyone has a consensus. That is, don't let the resource of ‘newcomers’ die prematurely.

Only by surviving can there be hope (value).

Therefore, even if Pharaoh is dissatisfied, he will not and cannot prevent such incidents from happening. But he still selects those who seem to have good character from the contractors who have had intersections, invites the other party to join, and freely helps support the newcomers in the park.

"Huh? A team of newcomers led by volunteers usually ranges from 20-30. If all members survive, the paradise can get at least 2,000 embers, which is not too small."

"Other contractors may not be able to take care of them, but I am an'senior blood therapy old shaman', the kind with a totem. Moreover, Ninja counts me half of the home game, and every person has a rabbit to defend himself, and the umbilical cord is inserted at the dying point. Continue to live, the survival rate is definitely not low."

"Then imitated the predecessors, the newcomers loaned, strengthened the loan, provided free "Cure Church-Our Lady of Mercy" faith treatment services, and finally tricked the outstanding newcomers into selling themselves to other forces for blood transfusion... Even if it was eventually discovered by the old king, it was a big deal. , Can be considered, are you right?"

Salf: ノ??﹃??)ノ eat bunny!"

"OK, listen to you."

…

After successfully coaxing Salf to take a nap, Bailang came to his "private studio" arranged in his exclusive room.

A large number of equipment and equipment are leased and purchased here to assist the [Master of Secret Treasure] in manufacturing and magically modifying some strange equipment. That ‘gun-shaped biological scanner (white-eyed carp)’ is his pinnacle work.

This time, he took out the [Fugui Pill Must Die] and the original stone fragment [Looking Dragon Technique] provided by his sister, and prepared to add the last ‘talent supernatural power’ to the inheritance menu.

Randomly psychic an ordinary rabbit temporarily, and then adjust the "must die" to the collar mode, and give it temporary pill status. Then, Bailang handed the crystal to him.

The pink fluffy bunny stood up and looked at him with a pair of big eyes. He stretched out a pair of front paws to please, bowed down and sold cuteness, then held the crystal, put it on his mouth, and started gnawing.

As the crystals are bit by bit gnawed and eaten by the front teeth of the fishbone veins, Bailang has an illusion that a force seems to flow into its body, and then it settles, merges, and disappears.

He used the [Rabbit Trainer] professional communication to control this bunny. Under the cute and cute skin of the other party, he concealed his indomitable killing intent, cruelly distorted bloodthirsty appetite, indescribable structure and powerful muscle power. And the impulse to destroy and fight that was suppressed by the "Rabbit Zen", as well as the fanatical worship of [Evil Spirit-Rabbit King Bodhisattva].

Yesterday, the deep diver who passed away peacefully was indeed an illusion. He was killed by the [Rabbit King Bodhisattva] behind him and used [Jhana] priesthood to forcibly overtake it.

"Do you have a tomb style?"

"? (°_°)?" The magic rabbit's IQ is too low and only has a few knowledge of killing, hunting, and fighting.

Reluctantly, Bailang summoned [Dancing God] to descend directly on the body of Seizing Shelter. The original stupid eyes brightened, and with a sharp and strange voice, he said with difficulty: "My lord..."

"New ability, do you feel it?"

Rabbit "Hmm. Very weak."

Bailang: "What is the effect?"

"I don't understand...too weak." Wushen shook his head, except for a vague feeling, it really didn't feel any special.

"What about knowledge? Didn't you gain new knowledge?" Bai Lang frowned. No matter what, that is also a 1/16 sixteen-character feng shui mystery. Didn't he inherit a bit of warlock knowledge?

God of Dance worked hard to tap this new force, and then said: "There is only a jingle,'Looking for the dragon and sharing the gold, watching the mountain...'"

As it chanted, its body moved uncontrollably.

The corners of Bai Lang's eyes twitched, watching a slap-big rabbit stand up, struggling to be too high with a short leg, indulging in his own dance. One of its front paws is held up straight, the other paw is straight, the body is slightly tilted, the left leg is also level and kicked back, the right foot straightens the toe, and it jumps ballet on the spot, slowly rotating.

It is like a compass without interference from external forces ~www.NovelMTL.com~, rotating slowly on the spot, trying to guide a direction.

At the same time, the dancing **** said: "I felt a call from the outside world, which is a natural sense of direction and crisis. But at this moment, I only feel a blur, no'pointing', every direction is the same. "

With some thoughts in his mind, Bai Lang stretched out his hand to grasp the rabbit's throat and pulled out the collar.

Hearing only the scream of Tutu's scream, the soul was harvested by the ‘God of Dance’ who was hiding inside [must die] to heal, and it appeared in its original form and turned into a piece of food.

Bailang is holding the treasure to read it, and the inheritance menu has the last talent [Dragon Hunting Art: The automatic grave guide function is activated (original stone). Any world can follow the Fengshui fortune in the underworld and find the location of the'big tomb'. And master a certain hole-punching instinct. 】

This fragment does not provide any ‘tomb robbery knowledge’ at all, but compresses the incomplete ‘Looking for Dragon Secret Art’ into a kind of animal instinct to give wealth and honour pills. Probably it is the "mouse's hole-punching talent + the zombie's instinct to find Yin veins".

"So weak!"

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