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He always felt magical.
It's as magical as a gangster called Scar outside but called Ergou by his dad at home.
"What do you want to say?" The man holding the sword had a strange expression.
"Nothing." Jiang Lu shook his head.
So after entering the guild building, the few of them separated temporarily. The minister and the mentor went to meet the branch president, and the sword-bearing man took the three of them to dinner.
On the way, the sword-bearing man introduced the regional distribution of the guild, as well as some things to pay attention to when passing through each area or some famous people there.
Qingying and Hongchuang asked questions from time to time, and the sword-bearing man answered them with a grin.
Jiang Lu watched in silence.
Ding Zhen, who has a good eye, identified it as a pure upturned lip.
Soon, they arrived at a reception hall.
When he opened the door, he saw a table of food and wine already prepared. But what surprised Jiang Lu was that there were six unfamiliar people, both men and women, sitting at the table.
Noticing the puzzlement on his face, the sword-bearer quickly introduced them in a low voice: "Some of them are the leaders of our branch's strategy team, and there are a few who came here with them."
Now Jiang Lu was even more puzzled.
He reached out and pinched Hongchuang's butt: "Why did so many of you come? Aren't we just here to negotiate?"
"Because we still need to learn and communicate." Hongchuang explained: "According to convention, every once in a while, the strategy teams of our two branches will go to the Spirit Realm together to learn, communicate, and deepen their connections. This time we just happened to catch up, so we did it together."
"Is there such a thing?"
Jiang Lu really has no idea about this.
And from the sound of it, it seems that he has to enter the spirit realm again.
But he didn't care about it. He had originally planned to find a single S-level player to have a snack in the evening. After all, the reward for A-level was really too low.
Seeing the few people arriving, those who were sitting at the table chatting stood up and greeted them.
"You guys are finally here. The food is almost getting cold."
"Oh, it's the first time I see you two. You're even prettier than in the photos."
"The Sword Bearer, as the name suggests, if he puts on armor, he will really be a real knight."
Everyone was praising each other, but no one noticed Jiang Lu at all.
He quietly found a seat and sat down, thinking to himself that he was such a pessimist.
Originally I just said I wanted to socialize, but it turned out to be a real socializing. How boring!
Compared with Qingying, Hongchuang is obviously better at dealing with such situations. He always keeps smiling and says some polite words.
Qingying quietly approached Jiang Lu and asked in a low voice: "Did you touch my aunt's butt just now?"
"Don't talk nonsense, sir!"
"I saw it all!"
"Oh, I just saw that her pants were tucked in, so I helped her pull them out."
"I also want!"
"Not good, there are so many people here."
“There’s excitement in crowds.”
"You play pretty wild."
So after everyone sat down, Jiang Lu only had one hand on the table. The red window on the other side saw it, but didn't say much. It just kept stepping on Jiang Lu's instep with its legs under the table in revenge.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Lu was so tactless to sit between the two of them, all the men present, except the man with the sword, felt more or less uncomfortable.
But once he sat down, he just lowered his head to eat, so I was able to hold it back.
But until they discovered that there were female companions who were also secretly looking at Jiang Lu, someone finally couldn't hold it anymore.
"By the way, the sword bearer, who is this?" a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked, and after asking, he did not forget to politely apologize to Jiang Lu: "Sorry, I didn't notice you the whole time."
Jiang Lu looked at him. The sword-wielding man had just introduced him to the representative of the strategy team from Qinghu. His name was Classical Music and he seemed to have some knowledge, but not much.
As soon as he brought up the topic, he immediately attracted the attention of others.
"He is my teammate, the newly registered exorcist in our branch." The sword-wielding man introduced him enthusiastically without giving it too much thought.
Classical music seemed to be interested: "So, he will be with us later?"
Qingying Hongchuang, as women, were naturally more sensitive. They heard the contempt contained in these words and their faces changed slightly.
However, before the sword-wielding man could reply, Jiang Lu had already looked at the person who had spoken.
"Brother." he called out.
"Ok?"
Jiang Lu burst out laughing: "The way you talk sounds like you are in a fight. I can't hold it back."
"What is the Kayan Bureau?"
The emotions brewing from the classical music suddenly vanished, replaced by doubt.
"A, uh, social model that was popular in the past." Jiang Lu said while holding back his laughter.
"What is it?" Qingying urged.
Jiang Lu had no choice but to get close to her and whisper in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Open a silver party based on your looks."
As he spoke, the hand that Qingying was sitting on moved its fingers.
Qingying said nothing, lowered his head and began to tremble.
The others didn't hear what he said, nor did they know what happened under the table, but this did not prevent Jiang Lu from being put on the urgent list in their minds.
Classical music took a deep breath and changed the subject.
"Everyone, get ready. The scheduled time is almost here."
Jiang Lu chewed the food, looking confused. Didn't he just start eating? Are you the crow?
He looked at the sword-bearer, who explained, "We are entering a large spiritual realm this time, and the time to enter needs to be reserved. Originally, there was plenty of time, but we have been waiting for you for too long, so you should just dig a few more bites."
"What's the difficulty?"
"Class A with restrictions." Classical Music smiled, as if he wanted to see a retreat in Jiang Lu's eyes.
However, he did not take into account Jiang Lu's ignorance.
"What does 'with restrictions' mean?" Jiang Lu asked.
"It will put some restrictions on your abilities, preventing you from fully exerting your potential."
Hongchuang explained: "Based on the difficulty level, it is infinitely close to S-level."
"Oh." Jiang Lu was bored. He thought it contained restricted content.
"As for the newcomers..." Gudian said, "Do you want to reconsider it? It will be very dangerous."
It seemed like he was thinking about Jiang Lu, but his tone was like he was coaxing a child.
Due to her position, Hongchuang couldn't say anything. She just quietly held Jiang Lu's hand. As for Qingying, her mind was blank and she couldn't hear anything.
The sword-bearer sensed the subtle atmosphere and immediately spoke for Jiang Lu: "It's okay. He just conquered the A-level spiritual realm with me. Don't worry."
"Is that so?" Classical music nodded and said nothing more.
"It's okay, come in." Jiang Lu finished the last bite of rice, full of energy.
Seeing this, classical music said nothing more.
Soon, the sword-bearing man pulled Jiang Lu into the temporary team, and everything was ready.
......
[Spiritual Realm Name: Ten Days of Hell]
[August 1348]
【Florence】
[The black plague swept across the entire continent]
[It is like the god of death, radiating in all directions by land and water]
[It caused a great famine and banditry]
[This place is like hell on earth, pedestrians walking on the street suddenly fall to the ground and die]
[Initially, someone wrote a big letter "P" on the house to warn others that there was a deadly plague here]
[Later, such signs were seen everywhere in the city. When the number of signs stopped increasing, people thought the disaster was over. But until someone fell down next to them, they realized that it was only because the person who wrote the sign was also dead.]
[Where is God? Where did he go? Why did the priests and nuns, the followers of the Lord, also get sick and die? For the first time, people began to doubt the existence of God.]
[People are confused. If there really is a god, then when the monster crawls out of the ground, does he just watch it? ]
[Number of spiritual exorcists in this field: 10]
[Mission objective: You need to find and resolve the source of the disaster within ten days]
[Note: The time passage rate is 1:100 (that is, 1 second in the real world is 100 seconds in the spiritual realm)]
[This spiritual realm is a restricted spiritual realm, all your skills are unavailable]
......
Jiang Lu slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a musty enclosed space.
It was pitch black all around and I couldn't see my fingers.
He groped to stand up and tried to find an exit, but was suddenly tripped by something and fell to the ground.
"What kind of pussy?"
He reached out his hand and slowly felt around on the ground, finally finding the culprit that tripped him up.
A stiff corpse.