Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Six hundred and ninety-one Master Wu’s apprentice

Zhang Fan asked Xiao Cabbage to leave first. Xiao Cabbage smiled charmingly and nodded: "Okay. If you need anything, I will be on call. You only need to press the pager on the wall and call 'Little Cabbage'." Can."

Zhang Fan nodded to express his understanding.

Little Cabbage smiled and waved to Zhang Fan, and her body turned into hundreds of butterflies and dissipated in the air.

But this time the dissipation was different from the holographic beauty outside the door just now.

Although Little Cabbage's body disappeared, the bikini was still suspended in the air.

Even the bikini was like a bird, flapping its "wings" and flying around Zhang Fan twice before slowly dissipating in the air.

"puff--"

Zhang Fan just ate the food in his mouth and spit it out.

Damn, isn't this too funny?

After wiping his mouth, Zhang Fan continued to eat.

This food is very different from District 9, many of which Zhang Fan has never seen before.

But the taste is still very good.

Just as Zhang Fan was eating his food with relish, he felt that the whole restaurant was strangely quiet.

In doubt, he turned around and looked.

I saw a person slowly walking in at the door of the restaurant - to be precise, he floated in like a ghost.

This man appeared to be in his seventies, with a haggard appearance and a face as pale as paper.

The clothes he wore were a gray and loose robe.

Two small words were embroidered on the chest: Nirvana.

This person is from the Island of Silence.

Zhang Fan thought in his mind: Do the people on the Island of Silence all have the same virtues as dead ghosts?

The disciples from Nirvana Island floated forward faintly like ghosts.

When the other alchemists saw the disciple of Nirvana Island, they quickly retreated to the surroundings.

Even the waiter who served the dishes to the disciples on Nirvana Island put down the food and left as if running away.

The disciple of Silence Island was eating his food quietly as if no one else was around - although he was moving, his overall impression was just one word: quiet.

Or rather - dead silence.

Although he is alive, the overall feeling is as if he is dead.

When Zhang Fan saw this, he cursed in his heart: Are all the people on Nirvana Island such perverts? Who can bear this?

Just when he was thinking of this, the disciple of Nirvana Island seemed to have heard Zhang Fan's words. He raised his head slightly and glanced at Zhang Fan.

Just looking at it made Zhang Fan feel cold in his hands and feet.

Because although the eyes of the Nirvana Island disciple were open, there was no sparkle in them.

It's like the look in a dead person's eyes when you open his eyelids.

It is obviously a living person who is still moving, but it gives people the feeling of a dead person.

No matter who it is, when they see such a look, they will feel a chill running down their spine.

Just when Zhang Fan was suspicious, a tall figure suddenly blocked his desk.

"Are you Zhang Fan?"

the man asked.

Zhang Fan looked up at the man and saw that he was a man in his forties.

His face looked rough.

The muscles on his arms are bulging, and even the loose clothes cannot hide his dazzling biceps.

He placed his hands on the dining table in front of Zhang Fan and stared at Zhang Fan closely.

While other people around him were so frightened by the death aura of the disciple on the Nirvana Island that they dared not even breathe, he seemed not to have seen the disciple on the Nirvana Island at all.

Zhang Fan looked at the man carefully and then said: "Yes."

The man still stared at Zhang Fan closely and said in a rough voice: "Are you from the Alchemist Guild branch in District 9?"

"Um."

Zhang Fan said.

"That's right, it must be you. I want to compete with you!"

Zhang Fan looked at this person suspiciously, thinking that he was crazy.

I just came to Dongzhou City and I haven’t even seen you in person. What’s the point of competing?

The man also saw Zhang Fan's doubts and said:

"My master said that in the Ninth District Alchemist Branch, there is a person like you.

Praise you for being such a genius and awesome person. I'm not convinced. I wanted to find a chance to go to District 9 to compete with you, but the journey is too far. I saw the information displayed when you entered the door just now, so I guess you are the guy the master mentioned. Since you are here too, let's go and compete now. "

Zhang Fan was speechless.

I know who you are, so I can compare myself with you.

Compare it to wool!

When the man saw that Zhang Fan didn't answer, he directly pulled the chair and sat across from Zhang Fan with his arms stretched out.

Knocking on the table: "Hey, do you agree or not?"

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "I have an exam tomorrow, so I don't have time to waste time with you."

"Test? What test?"

the man asked.

"Second-level alchemist."

Zhang Fan replied.

The man looked a little surprised after hearing this: "If I remember correctly, you just passed the first-level alchemist exam half a year ago, right? It's only been half a year, and you have to take the second-level alchemist exam again?"

As soon as he said this, the alchemists around him all looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

They are all alchemists, and they all know how difficult the alchemist exam is.

They need to spend more than ten years or even decades preparing for each alchemist exam.

It is nothing new for people with less talent to spend hundreds of years preparing for exams.

It has only been half a year since I passed the first-level alchemist exam, and now I have to take the second-level alchemist exam. How can this not surprise them?

Even the "dead man" on the Nirvana Island raised his head and glanced at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was speechless.

This guy is not only a loud voice, but also a big mouth.

And he seems to know himself very well.

If he doesn't get rid of him quickly, he may not be able to get away with all his weak points.

"Are you Master Wu's disciple?"

Zhang Fan asked.

"certainly."

The guy said a little proudly.

Zhang Fan secretly cursed, he was indeed Master Wu's disciple, no wonder he was very similar to Master Wu in every aspect.

Even this loud voice was probably learned from Master Wu.

The guy went on to say:

"My name is Gong Tianzhi. Master accepted me as his closed disciple three months ago. It is no exaggeration to say that I am the most talented among all his twenty-three disciples. But I am the most talented. The annoying thing is that Master is always talking about Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan, so I think we need to compete so that my Master can know that his disciple is no worse than anyone else! I, Gong Tianzhi, am Dongzhou Hope to participate in the Alchemist Conference!”

Zhang Fan asked: "Are you also a first-level alchemist?"

"That's right?"

"Will you take the second-level alchemist assessment tomorrow?"

"I became a first-level alchemist three years ago. I will take the second-level alchemist exam tomorrow. Although you are faster than me, Zhang Fan, let me tell you, taking the second-level alchemist exam is no child's play. In half a year, you have made Is it a real second-grade elixir?”

Everyone around was surprised again.

It turns out that Gong Tianzhi is also a genius.

In three years, he will take the exam to become a second-level alchemist.

Zhang Fan listened and nodded: "Since the exam is tomorrow, why don't we compete in the exam room?"

"good!"

Gong Tianzhi shouted: "Refreshing!"

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