The God Summoner is rubbish? I will summon Pangu!

Chapter 8 Prehistoric Civilization Research Society.

Zhongzhou.

Prehistoric Civilization Research Society.

Those who join the Prehistoric Civilization Research Society are generally interested in the history before the Awakening Era.

But most of them are studying whether there are myths and legends in this world.

Since the release of the SSS-level profession God Summoner, many people have begun to study prehistoric civilization. After all, SSS-level professions are too difficult to obtain.

The profession of God Summoner has appeared many times in the past thousand years, which is one of the main reasons why the Prehistoric Civilization Research Association was established.

Another reason is that there are too many demons and monsters in the Nine Provinces of Dragon Country, and they are even beginning to stir, and those people also feel tremendous pressure.

If there could be one or more SSS-level professionals, the pressure on Dragon Country would be much less.

at this time.

Inside the institute.

Two powerful old men were gathered in front of a desk, staring at a torn book, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Finally I found a book that records prehistoric myths!"

An old man with white hair and beard said excitedly.

"Yes, after hundreds of years, we finally found such a book. However, the book is too old and many words are illegible." Another old man with black hair said with some regret.

"Take your time. We still have plenty of time. We can slowly repair and speculate." The old man with white hair and beard, named Song Chao, waved his hand and said.

"Yes, now at least we have a direction and we don't have to grope in the dark." Zeng Yi also nodded.

On the desk, there was a tattered book that looked even more rotten than one that had been chewed by a dog, but two words could still be vaguely seen on the cover - Journey to the West.

"Journey to the West...?"

The two words "Journey to the West" are relatively clear, but the word "Ji" is only half. Song Dynasty speculated from the "Ji" that it is most likely the word "Ji".

"It should be Journey to the West, but many of the first pages are missing. However, I can be sure that this is a book that records myths and legends!"

Zeng Yi carefully opened the cover and saw that many of the previous pages were gone. But when he saw the words "Borrowing Treasures from Dragon Palace" written on the first page, he suddenly became excited.

Dragon Palace!

This sounds very mythical.

"Wait, this book also has Flower-Fruit Mountain!"

After reading for a while, Song Chao suddenly pointed excitedly at three words in the book and said.

"It really is Huaguo Mountain. Could it be that the secret realm of Huaguo Mountain has some connection with it? Or is it just a pure coincidence?" Zeng Yi frowned.

"Buzzing."

At this moment, Zeng Yi's cell phone vibrated. He saw the notification and found that it was a video sent by Li Rufeng. He clicked on the video curiously, and his eyes widened immediately when he saw it!

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Shaocheng.

"I'm sure you'll accept the defeat, little Sanzi, call me daddy."

Mo Lang squatted beside Tang San's head, and while talking, he patted Tang San's head as if he was patting a dog's head, with a playful smile on his face.

"You're dreaming. You want me to call you dad? Can you bear the wrath of the Tang family?" Tang San struggled continuously, trying to get out of the soil, but he couldn't move at all.

"Why are you yelling about your incompetence? Do you believe that your father will beat your head into a pig's head?" Mo Lang spat a few times into his palm without saying a word, and then slapped Tang San in the face one after another.

"Fuck! Mo Lang, I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill me if you dare, or I will kill your whole family sooner or later!"

"Mo Lang, you already have a way to die!"

“…” “That’s enough!”

Seeing his son being slapped in front of so many people and still roaring in frustration, Tang Wei could no longer sit still and directly scolded Mo Lang.

"You said enough is enough? I won't stop until your son calls me dad." Mo Lang ignored Tang Wei and continued to slap Tang San in the face.

"Boy, do you want to die?"

Seeing that Mo Lang, a poor boy, did not give him face, Tang Wei stood up immediately, and the aura of a platinum strong man immediately pressed towards Mo Lang.

"Tang Wei, can't you afford to lose?"

Zhou Mou snorted coldly and stood in front of Tang Wei, suppressing his aura. He looked at Tang Wei with cold eyes and said:

"If you dare to attack my students again, don't blame me for going to the Tang family."

"..."

Looking at Zhou Mou's cold face, Tang Wei clenched his fists. He didn't dare to vent his anger. He could only look at Mo Lang and said coldly:
"How about I give you another five million and let this matter be?"

"Your father is only worth five million?"

Of course Mo Lang would not miss this opportunity to blackmail the Tang family since he had already offended them.

How can I be worthy of myself if I don't pay more money?
"Ten million, forget it if you don't want it."

Looking at Mo Lang's arrogant look, Tang Wei's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he still endured it.

Although it was still uncertain whether the person Mo Lang summoned was a mythical figure, given Zhou Mou's attitude, it was impossible for him to kill the other party.

Not to mention that if the other party is really an SSS-level professional genius who breaks the legend and can summon mythical characters, if he dares to kill the other party, he is afraid that in the next second, nine projections of SSS-level bosses will appear above his Tang family.

At that time, the Tang family will also be buried with them.

However, if he could slander this kid as a demon and say that he used witchcraft just now, then he would have the chance to kill him on the spot.

"Deal. Together with the previous bet, the total is 13 million. When will the money be transferred?"

When Mo Lang thought about how he had obtained a huge sum of 15 million yuan on the first day of his time travel, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

How can you be fair to yourself if you don't go take a bath?

By the way, listen to the bedtime story told by the little sister.

Isn't it beautiful?

"Transfer money to him!"

Tang Wei really didn't want to see Mo Lang continue to be so proud, so he asked his secretary to transfer 13 million to Mo Lang.

"Ding! Thirteen million has arrived in your Fetion account!"

Listening to the sound coming from the phone, Mo Lang felt that it was more beautiful than Beethoven's piano music.

In his previous life, in order to show off, he took an internet celebrity to listen to a performance, but he almost fell asleep.

It can be said that he has no artistic talent at all, but is full of lust.

"Master Tang, his money has been transferred. Shouldn't the donation to our school be in place as well?"

Seeing Tang Wei wanted to leave, Li Rufeng immediately said with a smile.

"How do you prove that this kid summoned a mythical figure?"

Hearing this, Tang Wei snorted coldly: "I now seriously suspect that this kid is from the demon clan, and he just used demon magic!"

"I suggest a thorough investigation of this kid's three generations of ancestors!"

"Yes, I also think that this boy is very likely a member of the demon race. The golden blood carries the breath of the demon race, which can prove it."

Huang Yuan certainly didn't want to see the Demon Slayer Academy produce an SSS-level profession, so he immediately followed suit.

(End of this chapter)