When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

"So, what you are saying is that I will either sell the pot or... sell myself? That's too hasty!"

Old Tang's eyes widened as he grabbed the Nokia in his hand.

"Don't put it so harshly," Mai Shutoku corrected, "That's called selling your life. Besides, you can also choose to pay double the penalty."

"Isn't it more shameful to risk your life?! Besides, paying double the penalty will directly kill me, right?"

Old Tang retorted.

"Come on, brother, you are a hunter! Aren't you always selling your life?" Mai Shutoku asked, "It's all selling your life anyway, does it matter who you sell it to?"

Old Tang was silent for a few seconds and retorted: "That's different, we hunters are free..."

"Our organization is also very free. You can even beat up the big boss."

Shutoku Maixin said that if you have the ability.

"So I really have no other choice?" Old Tang sighed, "People like you, who can only win my heart at most, can't win my heart."

"It's okay, as long as the person arrives," Mai Shutoku said generously, "It has nothing to do with me where your heart is. You are not a handsome sixteen-year-old boy."

"Damn! It turns out you are good at this!"

Old Tang was frightened and thought, what is there to like about a sixteen-year-old kid? Not everyone is Fei Ge.

"I have a wide range of recipes, but you have barely stepped into my range of approval," Mai Shutoku asked, "Do you want me to give you a chance?"

"Forget it," Old Tang glanced at Xiao Yin from the corner of his eye, "I won't wrong you anymore."

"No grievance, no grievance," Mai Shutoku waved her hand on the other end of the phone, "Although you have average looks and average body proportions, and you don't speak like a woman, and your taste is a bit low, your accomplishments are at the average level of a hunter, and you are also …”

"If you were in front of me now, I would definitely let you feel how it felt when the corpse guard in the ancient tomb was splashed with the Galaxy Pot."

Old Tang's face was dark.

It’s not so harmful!

"I'll go!" Anyway, she had already lost her composure many times in the ruins. There was no need for Mai Shutoku to care about her image in front of Old Tang, "Why don't you be so cruel!"

"I think you are more cruel than me when it comes to trampling on my dignity."

Old Tang retorted.

The atmosphere on both ends of the phone seemed quite relaxed during a burst of gags, until Mai Shutoku changed the subject.

"Seriously, do you want to join or not? Our benefits are very good."

"I like having freedom."

Old Tang tried to make a last ditch effort.

"Living expenses of 100,000 US dollars per month, with subsidies based on tasks."

Jiude Mai spoke expressionlessly, and Su Enxi beside her was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, and her delicate facial features were twisted together.

“Freedom with limits is true freedom.”

Old Tang immediately changed his mind.

"That's not how this sentence should be used..."

Mai Shutoku tries to correct Old Tang's mistakes.

"I'm an American," Old Tang interrupted, "Are you sure you want to argue with me about what freedom is?"

"Farewell!"

Mai Shutoku shook her fingers and almost hung up the phone.

"So I am now a member of the company?" Old Tang asked, "Then when will the salary be paid?"

"Company... you can say that, even though we are not a legal company," Mai Shutoku said, "As for the money, I will directly transfer it to the bank card number you gave me before. Is that okay?"

"no problem."

Old Tang said.

When he was trading the Milky Way Pot, he taught Mai Shutoku the bank card number to pay, but unexpectedly the 20 million didn't arrive, so he sold himself first.

"Do I need to return that knife to you? I left it at home in the United States."

Old Tang asked.

The "deposit" that Shutoku Mai gave him included the sword that he had reforged with the Word Spirit in the ruins - after all, Shutoku Mai couldn't use that thing anymore, so it would be a waste to keep it.

"No need," Mai Shutoku said, "Just think of it as my entry gift to my new colleagues."

I can't use it anyway.

"Thank you very much."

Old Tang thanked him.

He was pretty good at using that knife. If one day he and Shutoku Mai fell out, he might be able to use that knife to chop her, which would be regarded as returning the property to its original owner in disguise, right?

After hanging up the call from Mai Shutoku, Old Tang hesitated for a long time, but still did not dial Tong Mingfei's number.

Joining Mai Shutoku Mai's organization is just a temporary measure. They are obviously planning to take a curve to save the country. If they are not sure about snatching the Milky Way Pot from him who controls the Milky Way Pot, then they might as well just pull him as the person who controls the Milky Way Pot. Go in and take a look at it.

Old Tang didn't believe that the forces behind Mai Shutoku would really treat him as one of their own. This extremely hasty "invitation" alone proved that the other party had no sincerity, and he couldn't possibly feel that he would be "born" from now on. People in the organization are the fault of the organization." Even if he dares to say it, others won't believe it.

To put it bluntly, they all have evil intentions, and conflicts will break out sooner or later in the future - unless this organization doesn't care about the loyalty of its members at all.

He has already caused a lot of trouble to Brother Fei, and Brother Fei has also helped him a lot. He really doesn't want to drag Brother Fei into this troubled water again.

Sighing, Old Tang reached out and picked up the Milky Way Pot. There was a faint shadow of a blue dragon flashing through his eyes, and he murmured to himself in a low voice: "I hope I can maintain peace for a while, otherwise, I have to take a look." Who is tougher between you and that corpse guard..."

Xiao Yin stood next to Old Tang, raising his arms to make the movements and postures of a strong man.

"Don't worry, Master, if they dare to bully Master, Xiaoyin will make sure they never come back! Hmph!"

Xiaoyin: ヽ( # `Д′)

…

Shinjuku District, Japan, Genji Heavy Industries Building, in Genji's room.

Yuan Zhisheng put down the controller expressionlessly, grabbed the sake at hand and took a big sip.

This is the eighth time. This is the eighth time today that he has lost to the player in the group whose online name is "Mirasame Murasame."

Whether it was his daily communication in the group or his fighting style in the game, he really showed that he was as sharp and crisp as a knife, mixed with the rigor of a forged knife.

But Yuan Zhisheng was very sure that this person was definitely Chinese.

Is it reasonable for you, a Chinese, to take a Japanese sword name and then use Ukyo Tachibana to knock me out, a Japanese, eight times in one day? !

Yuan Zhisheng took another sip of wine, and then sent the ninth battle invitation.

The head of the Yuan family never gives up!

A few minutes later, Yuan Zhisheng put down the controller again.

Forget it, the head of the Yuan family is capable of bending and stretching.

I'd better wait for Old Tang to come online and play with him. He's the only one in this group who can still be considered a human being.

Opening the QQ group on his phone, Yuan Zhisheng sent a message saying "I have something to do today, so I won't play anymore". He was about to get up and go out to deal with business when he saw Lu Mingfei sending a message.

Lu Mingfei: I really want to go to Japan. I want to go on a pilgrimage to Akihabara, but I have to be 18 years old to get a passport. I’m desperate...

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned. As the head of the Yuan family, he knew a lot about things in the world. He was not on the same level as his peers at all. When he saw Lu Mingfei's wail, he sent out a popular science message.

George Gerrit: I remember that you can get a Chinese passport at the age of sixteen, right? Just be accompanied by a guardian and provide identification information.

Good guy! You even know everything about what to do with a Chinese passport, but you still pretend to be Japanese to me? And using a European and American name? !

After complaining in his heart, Lu Mingfei sent a message.

Lu Mingfei: That’s the problem. I don’t have a guardian. My parents are busy with work and are out of the country.

Yuan Zhisheng: So...then there is really nothing we can do, which is a pity.

He actually had a way to let Lu Mingfei come to Japan to play, but there was no need. Anyway, Lu Mingfei said that he was sixteen years old, so at worst, he would have to wait two more years.

But what a coincidence, Lu Mingfei was actually the same age as Eli Yi. When he came of age, Eli Yi also came of age. Maybe this can be regarded as a small fate.

Lu Mingfei: When I graduate at the age of eighteen, I must go to Japan!

Yuan Zhisheng: Okay, I will personally pick you up at the airport then. However, I am quite busy and I probably won’t be able to accompany you throughout the tour. However, I can cover all your expenses in Japan. In Chinese terms, it should be called “ host".

Although the Sheqihachi family hides in darkness, Genji Heavy Industries is an important national industry in Japan. Genji is rich and confident.

Old Tang: Is there a treat? Two years from now, right? @Brother George Gerrit, would you mind adding one more person?

George Gerrit: Welcome

Mitsurugi Murasame: I might go too

George Gerrit: Then I will try to spend as much time as possible with you.

Lu Mingfei: OK! Maybe we can all get together at that time!

…

After pressing the send button, Lu Mingfei turned off his phone.

Although George said that he would invite him to play in Japan in two years, he still didn't believe that George was really Japanese. After all, the probability of bragging would be higher in two years.

"Woof woof woof!"

Xiao Tian sat on the chair and let out a cry of grief and indignation.

In front of it was Lu Mingfei's alien notebook. On the screen, its base fell in a burst of explosions and fire, and the player on the opposite side sent a message.

Nuwa: I can play it well and my awareness is good, but my operation is a bit poor. It’s a good idea. Newcomer, would you like to add a friend? I'll teach you how to play.

Xiaotian Gou covered his eyes with his paws and let out a low whimper.

Why are the mouse and keyboard so difficult to use?

Walking to Xiao Tian, ​​Lu Mingfei almost got angry when he looked at the message from the other side.

Bully a dog? Thank you for being able to do it!

Lu Mingfei gently stroked Xiaotian's dog's head with one hand, pointed at the screen with the other hand, and suggested softly: "Xiaotian, go and throw away the garbage, and I'll help you bring it back, okay?"

"Woof! Woof!"

Xiao Tian nodded vigorously, jumped down from the chair, ran to the garbage bag and picked it up in a vigorous movement, then ran to the door and jumped up skillfully to unscrew the door, and walked out with the garbage bag in his mouth, not forgetting to close the door at the same time.

Lu Mingfei sat on a chair, tapped on the keyboard, and sent a message to the player opposite.

Xiaotian: My brother went downstairs to throw away the garbage. I am his brother. Let’s have a plate?

Nuwa: Okay!

Looking at the invitation sent from the other side, Lu Mingfei clicked his knuckles.

It's okay to bully Xiaotian with your claws instead of your hands. How dare you call her "Nuwa"? So arrogant?

Forget it, let me punish you!

Lu Mingfei entered the game casually.

A few minutes later, he was sitting up straight, his fingers flying on the keyboard. Although his expression was still relaxed, there was a look of interest in his eyes.

It's kind of interesting...

Lu Mingfei decided to be a little more serious.

Ten minutes later, facing the "GG" played by the opponent, Lu Mingfei's heart suddenly became full of talent.

Xiaotian: You are very talented. Add a friend and I will teach you how to play.

Nuwa: ...Okay.

I can't hold it anymore...it's not me, it's my computer's battery...

There is no class tomorrow afternoon. I will make up the chapter I owe tomorrow...

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