He must be extremely smart, otherwise this Hercules wouldn't be so respectful!

For a moment, even Lao Zhu couldn't help feeling nervous and clenched his hands.

Until a young monk and a middle-aged man in Confucian shirt walked over with a smile...

"Once a teacher, always a father, I have met two teachers!" All the gods of strength immediately clasped their fists respectfully, and even the main god of strength, Hercules, stood up from his seat and clasped his fists, looking like a disciple!

Lao Zhu’s pupils shrank suddenly!

"Two teachers," Hercules said angrily, "This person has a project in his hands..."

"I can't make up my mind, but Zi once said that being quick, eager to learn, and not ashamed to ask questions is called literature."

This god of power is actually very polite...

"I'm not good at this, and I don't know how to use my brain. I still ask the teacher to make the final decision. I absolutely trust the teacher."

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt nodded: "Good."

Heracles smiled, like a primary school student who had been praised by the teacher.

"Okay, come with us and tell me about your project." The middle-aged man in a scholar's shirt glanced at Lao Zhu.

Not long after.

Lao Zhu, the young monk, and Zi Lu were sitting in a quiet conference room. The three of them looked at each other, and Lao Zhu looked confused.

Lao Zhu: “It’s actually you?”

Lao Zhu was dumbfounded at this time!

no.

Why do we have our own people here?

And he’s also a teacher?

Why, are you doing pyramid schemes here too?

Lao Zhu was still thinking about how to introduce the project, but he saw that Na Zilu had already walked out of the door and nodded towards Hercules: "I talked with him, the project is very good!"

"Thank you, teacher!" Hercules nodded solemnly: "Since the teacher said yes, that's fine, I can vote with confidence!"

"Well, vote as much as you can." Zilu smiled.

Lao Zhu: “…”

With a complicated look on his face, Lao Zhu walked out of the gate of the Temple of Power holding a space ring filled with divine crystals worth tens of millions.

He took a deep breath.

There are actually people of our own here...

"But that's just accidental."

"This kind of chance cannot be counted on."

"Defrauding the Temple is extremely dangerous... Well, you still have to cheer up for the next Assassin Temple. You won't be able to meet your own people again and again."

Lao Zhu exhaled and concentrated again.

The days of ease are always short.

Half a month of summer passed by in a flash.

"December 4th, massage in the club."

Lin Fan put away his pen, closed his diary, and quickly walked out and walked into the conference room.

Elder Jin and Elder Chen were already waiting, but they didn't say anything when they saw Lin Fan.

The three of them all looked slightly nervous and worried, because today is the day when the gods of Daxia return!

Lin Fan also felt the mood of Mr. Jin at home waiting for everyone to return. Even Lin Fan couldn't help but worry. His mind kept thinking about the gods of Great Xia escaping back with missing arms and legs, or not coming back at all...

You can hear the needle drop in the conference room, and the clock hanging on the wall swings quietly.

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock",

Time passes bit by bit.

"Buzz!"

The space suddenly shattered, each space channel opened almost at the same time, and figures one after another walked out of it in unison.

"Huh." Lin Fan put down the heavy burden in his heart and said with a smile, "You're back?"

"Um."

"Haha, I'm back."

"Is everything okay at home?"

"Lin Fan, there are times when you are waiting for us. Haha."

All the gods of Great Xia laughed one after another.

Then they all took out what they had gotten this time from their arms.

"This time I participated in a divine treasure and killed three elders who were accompanying me," Meng Tian said calmly: "I pulled out three high-level earth artifacts, more than 50,000 divine crystals, three corpses, and a forbidden object."

"This forbidden object has little effect. It is useless against medium gods. It is only a shield that can withstand the blows of low-level gods. Use it for the legions of gods, and use the corpse and divine crystal as nourishment."

Xingye threw out a space ring: "This time I accepted an assassination mission at the Assassin Temple. The God of Machinery asked me to kill an eighth-level God of Power. The reward was 30,000 God Crystals."

"After I killed him, I got the body of the God of Power, took the reward, and betrayed the news to the Temple of Power. The Temple of Power paid me 50,000 divine crystals to avenge them."

The Assassin Temple has a special position in the temple.

Belongs to the Assassin Order.

Its existence is not meaningless. The conflicts between some temples cannot be brought to light, nor can they go to war directly, just hire assassins to hate each other...

He also has his own creed, which is to never betray his employer's information. Even if the assassination fails and is captured alive, the assassin will never reveal his employer's information.

This is professional ethics.

Otherwise, it will easily lead to conflicts among many temples. When the assassinated temple hears this, he will think, "Oh, you found someone to assassinate me," and then go back and start a fight... If not, this will affect the order of the entire God Realm and lead to war among the temples.

But Xingye obviously has no such concerns...

"After going back and forth, I made two hundred thousand divine crystals, three mechanisms, and two corpses."

Lin Fan: "..."

Are you killing the gods with their money?

Paying a fee later to avenge the assassinated god, taking advantage of both sides?

Good guy, you are the leader of the capitalists!

Lin Fan felt cold all over his body and felt that he should be more honest in the future and avoid going to massage clubs...

"Lu Bu, are you at level 11?" Lin Fan suddenly looked at Lu Bu.

That terrifying evil spirit is about to come out!

Lu Bu nodded: "Well, the Lord of Knights, Antonio, gave me blood, and now I am his flesh and blood, and the second young master of the Knights Temple!"

Lin Fan: "..."

As expected of you.

"Second Young Master...It sounds like Antonio is about to die..." Dao Wanqian sighed at the side.

Lu Bu snorted coldly: "My Lord and I have a deep love for each other. The Lord has been so kind to me. I already regard him as my real father! Don't underestimate the sincere father-son relationship between me and him. This is family love!"

"How can I betray my father when he treats me like this? Don't slander my relationship with my father!"

Dao Wanqian nodded: "...It seems that he is indeed about to die."

All the gods of Daxia have gained a lot.

suddenly.

"Buzz!!"

A space-shattering wave was heard, and Lin Fan quickly walked out of the conference room and climbed to the top of the Great Wall of the North.

I saw Lao Zhu marching out with more than 6,000 Daxia gods.

When Lao Zhu saw Lin Fan, he immediately said: "This trip to the God Realm, alas..."

"I know, it's okay. Don't have high hopes for the first time. We didn't bring anything back with us on the first day..." Lin Fan quickly comforted him.

But he saw Lao Zhu laughing and throwing out a few space rings.

Lin Fan grabbed it and his consciousness swept away.

It’s filled with divine crystals!

The number is more than 40 million!

The fragments of the Divine Realm cover an area of ​​seven million square kilometers, enough to buy a Half-Winter Temple!
To be continued...