Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

On the way back, the man in the baseball cap kept thinking about what was on the wanted poster.

He felt that these two people were probably not the same person.

After all, when he learned about Jiang Cheng's existence from Old Qin, the latter was only a third-level Force warrior.

It's only been a few months, and you can kill a level 8 Force Warrior alone?
However, the content on the wanted poster is too close to Jiang Cheng, especially the defection to the Dawn Society.

When he received Jiang Cheng's call, he actually guessed that Jiang Cheng was looking for a way out and was planning to leave the Dawn Society. However, he didn't take it seriously at that time. He felt that the latter's joining might not be a good thing for him. Maybe he was a spy sent by the Dawn Society?

Not joining would actually give him less worries.

The man in the baseball cap walked up the stairs to the front door, took out his key, opened the door and walked in.

After placing his keys and phone on the coffee table and sitting on the sofa in a daze for a while, his eyes still fell on the phone in front of him.

If he hadn't seen the wanted posters posted on the streets, he wouldn't have thought of Jiang Cheng at all at this moment.

But he saw it, and as a spy for the resistance, he had to see it.

Doubts grow wildly like weeds.

"Maybe I could give you a call and ask?"

This thought popped into his mind.

Fortunately.

He just blocked Jiang Cheng's number but didn't delete it.

“But isn’t this a bad idea?”

He hesitated again.

They clearly said they had blocked the other party, but after a while, they took the initiative to contact the other party again.

"Let's make a phone call and ask."

The man in the baseball cap gritted his teeth and decided that he would not be able to sleep tonight unless he figured out what was going on.

I found Jiang Cheng’s number, pulled out the blacklist, took a deep breath, and pressed the dial button.

In the alchemy room, Jiang Cheng was meditating to restore his mental strength.

Hearing the sound of a cell phone beside him, he opened his eyes, and with a thought, the cell phone flew in front of him.

When he saw the words "Rebels" displayed on it, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

He thought it was Yang Chun or Gu Changkong who called him, but it turned out to be that person?
"Why is he calling me?"

Jiang Cheng answered the phone with doubts.

"Hey?"

"Yes, Jiangcheng?"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded.

It was the same person from a while ago.

"Well, why did you suddenly think of calling me?" Jiang Cheng went straight to the point.

"This one……"

The man in the baseball cap smiled awkwardly, "I just saw a wanted poster on the road, and the name is the same as yours, so I was a little curious, so I called you to ask, is it you?"

"Oh, a wanted poster."

Jiang Cheng replied: "It's me."

Several days had passed since the day when he and Wang Tong parted unpleasantly. Even if he didn't want to know about the outside world, Yang Chun would take the initiative to tell him.

Of course, he had to be repeatedly reminded not to go out.

"Really, is it really you?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng’s calm tone, the man in the baseball cap opened his mouth wide.

"if not?"

Jiang Cheng shrugged.

"Is it such a coincidence that there is someone with the same name and surname as me, and who has the same experience as me?"

"But……"

The man in the baseball cap was shocked. "A few months ago, weren't you only a level 3 Force Warrior? Even if you were a level 5 Force Warrior when you called me two months ago, how could you have improved from level 5 to level 8 in two months?"

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Everything is possible, isn't it?"

The cap brought the words to his lips, but he swallowed them back.

After a moment, he continued, "So, the black market took you in because they valued your talent, right?"

Although it was not explicitly stated on the wanted warrant, it hinted that Jiang Cheng was hiding in the Dinghu Community.

Most people don't know what kind of power Dinghu Community is, but he knows it well. "Yes, and no."

"What do you mean?"

The man in the baseball cap was startled.

"They mainly value my talent for alchemy."

Jiang Cheng smiled.

As the saying goes, many friends mean many paths.

Even though he is doing very well in the black market now, who knows when something unexpected might happen?

So it doesn’t matter if you show your strength to the other party.

Of course, the situation now is different from the past, and the offensive and defensive situations are also different.

"You, you are still an alchemist!"

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the man in the baseball cap's voice suddenly rose a lot.

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng continued, "If I were just a Force Warrior, no matter how talented I was, if I offended the Dawn Society and the Law Enforcement Bureau, the black market might not do its best to protect me. But if I were an alchemist, or a high-level alchemist, it would be different."

"High-level alchemist?"

The man in the baseball cap's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

There are quite a few high-level psychics in the base.

Even spiritual masters have it.

However, there are only a handful of high-level alchemists.

After all, they only have that many people.

The probability of a spiritual master appearing is already extremely low, not to mention that this spiritual master must have a talent in alchemy.

"Yes, a high-level alchemist." Jiang Cheng said calmly, "Now I can use standard medicinal materials to refine top-level tranquilizing pills. I should be a level 7 alchemist, right?"

The man in the baseball cap swallowed.

real or fake.

The fact that the other party broke through from level three to level eight in such a short period of time was enough to shock him.

The difficulty of becoming a seventh-level alchemist is many times that of the former.

This can be seen from the number of the two.

But it is undeniable that what Jiang Cheng said does make sense.

A level 7 or 8 Force Warrior may not necessarily make the black market willing to withstand the pressure.

But a seventh-level alchemist is enough.

"Any questions?"

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly.

"If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

"well."

The man in the peaked cap nodded like a puppet.

He woke up suddenly when he heard the call was hung up.

But soon, he collapsed on the sofa like a deflated balloon.

Not to mention anything else, the fact that he is an eighth-level Force Warrior is enough to make him worthy of winning over.

Not to mention, the other party is an alchemist, a high-level alchemist!

Of course, whether the latter is true or not still needs to be verified, but the former is probably very likely, after all, the wanted warrants are posted outside.

However, when such an opportunity was presented to him, he gave it up. Now, it may not be easy to win over the other party.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Cheng has a better future if he stays in the black market. In the future he will be able to enter the inner city and come into contact with a higher world.

And what about the rebels?
They can only hide in deep mountains and forests, or in underground bases, and they have to be cautious even when coming out to bask in the sun.

If it were him, he probably wouldn't choose the latter.

"Even so, I still have to tell the higher-ups about this news."

There was a look of determination in the man in the baseball cap's eyes.

If they could invite the other party to join, it would definitely be a great thing for them. (End of this chapter)