Job change for all: My pastor, what the hell is the cancer cell proliferation technique?

A gleam of joy flashed across the corner of his eyes, looked at Fang Chen, and opened his mouth tentatively.

"This, isn't it?"

"And Meng Xuanluo doesn't seem to be that kind of person..."

Fang Chen muttered in surprise.

Mainly, how does Fang Chen feel, there is a hint of jealousy in these words?

After thinking about it, I felt that I couldn't figure it out.

"Then I'll find some time to go to Mengjia and Mengxuanluo to ask."

"The big deal is to give them a little cake. Anyway, it's where Meng Yurou is, so it doesn't matter."

Fang Chen waved his hand and spoke indifferently.

Meng Qinghan:?

"Oh."

Hearing what Fang Chen said, Meng Qinghan lowered his head and responded weakly.

Good air, cold air trembling.

But Fang Chen has already made up his mind, so what can she say?

"Why are you suddenly depressed?"

Fang Chen looked at Meng Qinghan, and asked a puzzled question.

After all, he was about to open his mouth to comfort him.

"Almost forgot, I haven't done the task of job change for rank seven yet."

"Forget it, I'm going to the professional guild."

Fang Chen patted his head, suddenly remembered something, and opened his mouth suddenly.

After all, Fang Chen jumped into the air and flew towards the professional guild.

And on the ground.

Looking at Fang Chen's back as he lifted off into the air and flew towards the distance.

Meng Qinghan slowly typed a "?" in his heart.

Chapter 222 What's wrong with me doing the seventh turn?

Fang Chen didn't know what Meng Qinghan was thinking.

But Fang Chen soon came to the professional guild.

He had just stepped into the gate of the Professionals Guild.

An inexplicable fluctuation came from both sides of the gate, giving Fang Chen the feeling that he had penetrated a layer of membrane.

Followed by.

"Drip! Fang Chen, pastor!"

A cold, seemingly insane electronic synthesizer sounded.

next moment.

In the originally noisy hall, everyone turned their heads silently and looked at Fang Chen at the door.

As if looking at a monster, there was a dead silence for a few seconds.

then.

"Fuck! Fang Chen? A living Fang Chen?"

"Why did he come to the professional guild?"

"Wait, I remember from the information, he seems to be rank six, right? Come to the professional guild... Is he preparing for rank seven?"

"Impossible, isn't it said that he just turned six?"

"What's impossible? Has anything reasonable happened to Fang Chen?"

"You say that...it seems true."

Everyone looked at each other strangely, and the words of discussion came out of their mouths in a low voice.

After all, the detector at the gate of the professional guild is a castrated version, which can only recognize the name and approximate occupation. In order to protect privacy, the comprehensive detector is only available to the personnel of the professional guild.

Or the strength is higher than the opponent, and if the opponent reveals his strength, he can roughly see the opponent's level.

Therefore, everyone was very curious about Fang Chen's purpose in coming to the professional guild.

It's impossible to come to the professional guild for no reason, right?He didn't come to accept his rank seven mission, did he?

Could it be that such a young Rank [-] really existed?Wouldn't it be true that some people would turn [-] after a few days after turning [-]?

next moment.

in the curious eyes of the crowd.

Every time Fang Chen took a step, countless people consciously gave way.

Following Fang Chen, he walked unimpededly to the front window.

"Hi, I'm here to carry out the seven-turn mission."

Fang Chen looked at the sweet-looking young lady behind the counter, and spoke politely.

This sentence just fell.

"Zhuo! He, Fang Chen, is really here to perform the task of rank seven!"

"He remembers that it hasn't been a few days since he admitted that he was rank six? Is this rank seven?"

"We have worked hard to fight monsters and level up for hundreds of years, only to wander around at the third and fourth ranks. He is only 18, and he is at the seventh rank. Is this in the river?"

"I think if you can suppress ten rotations across fifty or sixty levels, you will be reasonable."

"When I think that I have struggled for more than 100 or 200 years, and I am still only close to the edge of the fifth rank, I suddenly feel that I have lived my life as a dog."

"I want to be a brother, everyone here feels the same as you."

There were bursts of exclamations among the crowd.

Astonished, unbelievable voices kept gushing out like a tide.

……

"You, you, do you really want to perform the seventh revolution?"

Like everyone else, the woman behind the counter looked at Fang Chen in astonishment.

Even though he had already guessed it before, he actually saw an 18-year-old perform the Seventh Rank with his own eyes.

She still felt suddenly in a trance.

"Can I still lie to you?"

Fang Chen repeated it very politely.

"Ah, ah yes."

Hearing this, the woman behind the counter came to her senses.

His fingers quickly tapped something on the virtual computer in front of him.

After a few minutes.

"According to the regulations, for the seventh-rank mission, you need to go to the Ice Field to bring back the Snow Emperor's inner alchemy, look..."

The woman looked up at Fang Chen, and spoke cautiously.

Hearing this sentence, Fang Chen froze for a moment.

so far?

How about going directly to Mengjia or Yan Chengliang?

But don't you just don't want to owe them any more favors?

Fang Chen was silent here, struggling.

The woman misunderstood, thinking that Fang Chen was unwilling or something.

"Then, then, let me use the authority to randomize it for you?"

"But the types are almost the same, and the job transfer temple currently lacks these few things..."

The woman looked at Fang Chen in panic, and kept begging to speak.

Fang Chen didn't speak.

After pondering for a while, according to how far Changshan City is going to go to Bingtianyuan...

After thinking about it, Fang Chen shook his head, looked at the woman, opened his lips, and wanted to say something.

next moment.

"Brother Fang Chen, why didn't you tell me when you came to the professional guild?"

A hearty voice sounded from behind.

Immediately afterwards, in the sight of Fang Chen turning his head to look, Yan Chengliang pushed away the crowd and walked out slowly.

"What's the problem?"

Yan Chengliang looked at Fang Chen with a spring-like smile on his face.

"Not at all."

Glancing at the panicked expression of the woman behind the counter, Fang Chen waved his hands.

"It's just that I want to come to turn seven."

Fang Chen spoke very calmly.

The last words fell.

The smile on Yan Chengliang's face suddenly stagnated visibly to the naked eye.

Maybe a little guesswork on the way here.

But Fang Chen really admitted it, and Yan Chengliang felt that he still couldn't accept it, couldn't understand it.

It's really six turns and seven turns immediately after more than a week.

Then, at this rate of development, how long will it take for Fang Chen to surpass his own level, and then crush himself?

No, he seems to be able to crush himself now...

My master just said that he was afraid of him before, but the day before yesterday he just killed the ten-rank Shangguan family patriarch...

Forget it, people cannot be generalized.

Yan Chengliang shook his head with a wry smile.

"Brother Fang Chen, you really gave me a big surprise."

Laughing at himself, Yan Chengliang slowly walked towards Fang Chen.

Walking to Fang Chen, Yan Chengliang glanced at the virtual computer screen behind the counter.

"Have you encountered difficulties in changing jobs?"

Yan Chengliang looked at Fang Chen curiously, and asked a question.

"That's not it, it's just..."

Fang Chen organized his words, and he was just halfway through.

"Find a place where we can talk?"

Yan Chengliang looked directly at Fang Chen, and spoke kindly.

……

Follow Fang Chen and Yan Chengliang to another corner.