This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 183 The Dreamer of the Phantom Spirit

The woman who appeared through the door immediately evoked every description associated with 'gentleness'.

She wasn't tall, had a plain face, and a pair of canine ears that stood upright on her head. Her gray hair was loosely braided and draped over one shoulder. Her honey-colored eyes gently swept over the three of them, finally settling on Nie Weiyang's... breastplate.

"...Hello." Xu Fu's expression was very calm. If you ignored the fact that her gaze never moved upwards, she seemed completely unnerved: "Are you Mr. Nie Weiyang, Ms. Han Jiangxue, and Ms. Yi Jian?"

Yi Jian: "?"

"He's a man." Yi Jian was speechless at this opening. "Wait, do I look that much like a woman?"

Xu Fu then realized she had misspoke. Her gentle and composed demeanor completely crumbled; her face flushed crimson, and she nervously lowered her head, stammering, "I...I'm sorry!"

"It's nothing, I just have a question..." Yi Jian looked very serious.

Xu Fu became even more nervous: "What...?"

"When you hear people talking, is it in four channels?" Yi Jian asked.

"?" Xu Fu touched the upright ears on her head: "Huh?"

“Don’t be nervous, he was just joking,” Nie Weiyang said. He thought about whether he should put his sunglasses back on, but ultimately decided not to.

The mental attributes of most combat professions have now been increased, and spellcasting professions have an average of over 50 points. Humanity as a whole has entered a period of slow attribute growth. Ordinary eyes can't see anything, you have to stare to see the effect.

To prevent problems from arising on the battlefield in the future, sometimes everyone needs to undergo some desensitization treatment.

"Mayor Liang's people should have told you some information." After entering and sitting down, Nie Weiyang got straight to the point: "So, would you like to join us? Join this loose organization?"

"Don't worry, unless it's a life-or-death situation, I won't force you to do anything. Everything else is a choice. This is a platform for communication... However, your position will be very important."

“Important…” Xu Fu rubbed the corner of her clothes, but quickly realized her role: “Am I in charge of communications?”

Yes. What do you think?

“I’m fine with it, since you’re doing a good deed, but…” Xu Fu said softly, “My Phantom Communication has a greater delay the farther the distance… I guess when the straight-line distance between two people exceeds 50 kilometers, I can only send letters.”

"That's already amazing!" Yi Jian's eyes lit up. "Wow...you must make a lot of money just by providing mail delivery services!"

“Not...not many…” Xu Fu’s voice was even softer. “Besides, communication has to go through the Phantom Spirits, and I can’t maintain too many Phantom Spirits at the same time right now. I can’t put the Phantom Spirits in my backpack either, which is very troublesome.”

"What is the specific number you can maintain right now?" Nie Weiyang asked gently.

“Thirty-five. I need at least fifteen to stay by my side and protect me,” Xu Fu replied.

That's the truth. Nie Weiyang nodded slightly.

"Twenty? That's quite a lot." Yi Jian said, somewhat puzzled.

“It seems like quite a few,” Xu Fu muttered, her gaze drifting to the side where a strange pinkish-white rabbit was crawling in the corner. “But once the Phantom Spirits are three hundred meters away from me, they become as easy to kill as normal small animals, at least that’s how it is now.”

As for stable communication within 300 meters...

Shouting would be more efficient than this.

“If you provide us with stable communication, I can tell you how to solve this problem,” Nie Weiyang said.

Under Xu Fu's suddenly raised gaze, he offered a condition she couldn't refuse: "I know where to enhance the attribute tendencies of summoned creatures. Besides, I can pay per communication."

"Hello, Captain!" Xu Fu stood up abruptly, her fluffy tail swishing behind her. "I will follow your lead!"

Nie Weiyang: “…”

Yi Jian: "..."

Even Han Jiangxue, who had been staring blankly into space, almost couldn't hold back: "Are you that desperate for silver rings? Is there something you need?"

"..." Xu Fu's eyes flickered for a moment, "No one dislikes money, right? Need? No."

This is a lie. Nie Weiyang didn't point it out, but simply shook hands with Xu Fu lightly.

"It's a pleasure to partner with you," he said. "Welcome to the team..."

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Yi Jian and Han Jiangxue: "...Do you have any suggestions for the name?"

"So you haven't picked it up yet?" Yi Jian was stunned.

"I have a suggestion," Han Jiangxue said in a deep voice, "Let's call it the China Justice Alliance..."

“We are not an official organization, and this involves some copyright issues,” Nie Weiyang said slowly.

"That's called the New World Fund..."

“We are not a hazard control organization, and this violates the CC Agreement.”

"Or the blood of dawn..."

“We don’t have a base, and we certainly won’t send you to O’s House every now and then.”

"Tsk." Han Jiangxue turned her head and remained silent.

Yi Jian stroked his chin: "I have a plan. How about we call ourselves 'The Organization'? That way, if anyone asks, 'What kind of organization are you?' we can just say, 'Yes!' and leave them completely confused!"

Nie Weiyang: “…”

Nie Weiyang looked at Han Jiangxue: "Little Jiang?"

"I have no objection," Han Jiangxue said sullenly, "but can we have an alias? Like Silver..."

“No, I’m the only paladin here.” Nie Weiyang rubbed his forehead helplessly and looked at the bewildered Xu Fu: “Welcome to the ‘organization’. Choose a code name for yourself.”

"Code name?" Xu Fu pondered. "Hmm... 'Phantom Spirit'?"

“Okay, Huanling.” Nie Weiyang nodded slightly, glancing at the two people beside him.

After a brief brainstorming session, the two of them reached out their hands to Xu Fu.

“Hello, Phantom Spirit, I am Holy Lance,” Yi Jian said.

"I am Han Shuang." Han Jiangxue said expressionlessly.

Then, the three of them looked at Nie Weiyang together.

Nie Weiyang remained calm and extended one hand as well.

“Liangguang,” he said, “it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

……

Even after everyone went out for a meal, Yi Jian still couldn't figure out why Nie Weiyang had that name. His light wasn't 'intense,' it was just 'bright.' It wasn't only not dazzling, but it even exuded a gentle quality when healing or adding shields.

But he didn't ask a question, and Nie Weiyang didn't answer him—of course, the question was destined to remain unanswered, at least for now:
— Nie Weiyang's light is not bright, but the second administrator is quite bright.

After some time, the city's preparations for war came to an end.

The armies of half of Zhongzhou stood in rows outside the city, forming a dark mass.

Among them were not only soldiers who had received systematic training on Earth, but also players who had performed well in battle over the past six months. They were recruited because of their strong combat abilities, and many of them had even cooperated with Nie Weiyang.

Liang Zhenduan finally reappeared. He had been numbing his mind with work for too long, and his dark circles were even more pronounced. He Kang spoke to him, and the two looked at the army with solemn expressions.

"Another dream of peace has ended," he said softly. "How many people will return from this war?"

(End of this chapter)