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Soon, there were only two people left here besides Qiao Ji.

One of them was naturally the death priest Qiao Ji asked him to stay.

The other person, Qiao Ji, didn't recognize him. The soul-devouring blood-clothes he wore were very strange and had no special symbols.

Qiao Ji looked at him, and he consciously stood up and introduced himself: "Alan Robin, for more than ten years, he has been responsible for collecting materials in the organization and making the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes. I noticed that you still use I am jealous of the officiant’s soul-devouring blood-clothes, I think you may need to modify the style of the soul-devouring blood-clothes according to your own preferences, please let me serve you.”

The voice of a middle-aged man sounded gentle and decent. He seemed to have been in the service industry for a long time, like a housekeeper in a movie or TV series.

The one responsible for making the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes? It seems that the previous president's logistics.

This is a technical talent. It looks like he wants to hug his thigh. She should be more generous and let him hug her. After all, Qiao Ji wants the technology to make Soul-Eating Blood Clothes.

"Are the raw materials for making Soul-Eating Blood Clothes mainly souls?" Qiao Ji asked.

"There are a total of thirty-seven kinds of materials required. Some of them are not found on earth and were left behind by the previous president. But we still have a lot of them in stock. If we have enough souls, we can still make nearly a hundred pieces. Soul-Eating Blood Clothes.”

Alan's answer simply explained the situation, which meant that it might be difficult to gather more materials for the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes?

After all, the former president is dead, and it is unknown where he got the materials that are not available on earth.

However, the quantity did surprise Qiao Ji. The material reserves of the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes were actually so much?

It seems that the mass production of soul-devouring blood-clothes was restricted in the past by souls and the number of officiants. After all, not just anyone can become a blood-cloth officiant. They must at least master a special power, right?

Qiao Ji decided to ask Alan to bring the raw materials to see him. If possible, he would take the materials to the training ground and copy some.

When you clear the underworld dungeon in the future, you can collect more low-level souls, and you should be able to continuously make soul-eating blood clothes. The soul-eating blood clothes that can be immune to spiritual attacks below the earth level are a very practical equipment.

"Leave your address before you leave and I will find you. Then it's you next. Who do you want to introduce to me?"

Qiao Ji looked at the death priest.

"This matter is very important and I hope we can talk about it."

The death priest looked at Alan, the technician responsible for equipment manufacturing, indicating that he felt that this person was not qualified to attend.

But Qiao Ji didn't think that the so-called big shot could be that big. Wouldn't he die?

"I'll come back in 10 minutes."

Alan took the initiative to leave this space.

Now, only Qiao Ji and the Death Priest are left here. He spoke first: "Your Excellency is so powerful that even a country can't do anything about it. But have you ever thought that although the earth is big, it can't stand up to some beings?" As small as gravel.”

Qiao Ji knew what he meant as soon as he heard this, especially when he thought of his recent experience, so he asked directly: "Are you being raped?"

"The power I pursue in death is no longer a living thing." He retorted.

His subordinates are all half-human and half-undead beings, and he has been completely transformed, which is not surprising to Qiao Ji.

The Death Priest continued: "Only death can increase my strength. Only death can give me eternity. You are very powerful, but it will eventually fade away in the face of time. Only death can give you eternity. I want to introduce This great man given to you holds some power over death.”

The Death Priest's voice was very deep and had a unique charm to it. Did he sing in opera during his lifetime?

"Hehehe..." Qiao Ji laughed.

The chief priest of death was puzzled by Qiao Ji's smile, "This is the eternal life gifted by death. Aren't you excited?"

"I have fought against the underworld several times. Their immortality is a joke to me. The undead at the earth level are easier to kill than those with supernatural powers."

"No, you don't understand, those are just cannon fodder. Without the authority of God, they are all cannon fodder, even at the prefecture level."

Qiao Ji put away his smile and his voice became cold and stern, "So, the big shot you introduced to me needs me to go to the underworld to meet him?"

"I know you have concerns, but please believe in the selflessness of death."

I trust your mother.

"As long as you can play a role in the process of annexing the earth and bringing the earth into the territory of death, that gentleman will certainly not hesitate to reward you."

At this moment, the Death Priest is simply saying, 'Those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as you surrender to the Japanese, the golden ticket will be huge.'

Qiao Ji wanted to give him a knife directly, but he held back.

It's better to use the trick to see what's behind him, and then get the method to the underworld from him.

After going to the underworld, it means returning to the happy hometown. Qiao Ji will definitely not hesitate to put a few nuclear bombs in it to add fun, and then collect souls to fill his system.

However, directly pandering to him was not in line with his current personality, so Qiao Ji said: "Don't talk nonsense, just tell me the time and place to meet."

"Sorry, I need some time to prepare for the cross-border gate. Please wait for a day or two and I will notify you then."

The Death Priest stepped back, "Also, I suggest you reorganize the Ancient Appraisal Society. They may still be of some use."

The death priest left, leaving Qiao Ji alone in this foggy space.

Going to a meeting alone?

It sounds a bit dangerous, but Qiao Ji thinks it's okay to go and have a look, just be prepared.

As soon as the cross-border door is opened, the death priest and his people will be controlled immediately.

In short, you must first take the cross-border method into your own hands.

Qiao Ji waited in the misty space. This was the first time he took a serious look at the animal carcass at his feet.

One rib is several times thicker than others, and the number of ribs is quite large. After all, so many blood-clothed priests can stand. The body is very long, and it looks a bit like the skeleton of a big snake.

Qiao Ji wanted to jump down and have a look, but not now.

He waited for a while, and Alan Robin came back here.

"Do you think it will be difficult to reorganize the Ancient Appreciation Society?" Qiao Ji asked as soon as he appeared.

"It's not difficult. They need your protection. Each faction has a leader. You only need to talk to four people and gain their support, and then you can master the power of the Ancient Appreciation Society."

Alan gave the answer, which sounds very feasible.

"Very well, give me your address and I'll find you now."

Qiao Ji was not worried that Alan had reported the news in the past ten minutes and brought people to plan an ambush for him, because he had clairvoyance and could detect in advance.