Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

Wang Zhenqiu shook his head repeatedly and complained indignantly:

"I don't know how the rules of the Immortal Spirit World were set. They gave the most precious resources in the world to a child. It's so fucking weird!"

After saying that, she looked at Lao Meng with her bright big eyes.

When Lao Meng saw the fluorescent light in Qiu'er's big eyes, which were quickly gathering tears, he said quickly:

"Qiu'er, you don't have to act pitiful in front of me. Over the years, I have experienced countless alien children crying and begging me to teach them how to tame animals.

Although we are colleagues, we should have a close relationship. We fought together on the battlefield, and I shouldn't refuse if you ask me to do something for you.

But the circle of extraordinary people is so small that anyone who wants to make friends can make connections with them. Since everyone has old acquaintances, I have to treat everyone equally.

One spiritual fruit, no more, no less. This is the rule I set, and I cannot break the rule. If I give you a discount, what about those people who have paid the tuition with the real spiritual white fruit?

Many of them are children of wealthy families. I can't make them unhappy because of you, right?

And one is really not too many. Ever since Taishan was deified and the Daitian Plan is about to begin, everyone with a discerning eye knows that there is a lot of room for animal tamers. I have received dozens of orders in just a few days.

If it weren’t for this business trip to Europe, my teaching schedule would have been in the triple digits.

The gate of heaven is about to open, and the reason why I still bought a spiritual fruit is because I don’t want to raise the price.

When the Immortal Spirit World is officially opened, the price may be ten or a hundred spiritual fruits."

Lao Meng spoke the truth and made sense in an honest and sincere manner without any calculation, which even left Wang Zhenqiu, a man with a very flexible bottom line, speechless.

At the same time, I feel a little unbalanced...

Everyone knows that training and selling courses are very profitable, but you, Old Meng, have still refreshed our understanding of this industry.

It turns out that you are a hidden big shot in the circle. But you are obviously so wealthy, can you be more consistent in your words and deeds, and stop nodding and bowing all day long, pretending to be a loser!

"Can you digest so many spiritual fruits?" Wang Zhenqiu said sourly.

Spiritual fruits are so precious that they cannot be left unused. Spiritual fruit hunters have long been notorious for their cruelty and viciousness, so it is best to eat the spiritual fruits as soon as you get them.

Old Meng smiled shyly, as unpretentious as an old farmer who had tilled the land for decades and had never left the village in his life:

"Our two children are also practicing Qi and learning the methods of taming animals. We gave them all the fruits we got recently...

Anyway, it won’t do much good for me as an adult. My child’s Qi has been increasing very fast recently!”

Wang Zhenqiu is completely emo. What kind of family relies on eating spiritual fruits to refine Qi? Old Meng is so rich!

Lao Meng is an honest man who is humble and even self-deprecating in his bones. He is humble to the extreme and is not surprised by praise or criticism. He is not aware of his own awesomeness at all.

Unexpectedly, the ball was lost so completely. Lao Meng patted his colleague on the shoulder and said comfortingly:

"Qiu'er, you don't have to be disappointed. The fairy world has been opened and settled. By then, spiritual fruits will definitely not be as rare as they are now.

The fact that you can’t learn animal taming from me is only temporary. With your ability, you can easily earn the tuition once you reach the fairy world.”

After Lao Meng's reminder, Wang Zhenqiu's mood suddenly turned from gloomy to cheerful, and a happy smile appeared on his face again.

I was so angry that I didn't see through such a simple thing.

I, Wang Zhenqiu, will definitely be the master of spirit beast training!

With personal issues satisfactorily resolved, the focus returned to work.

The two temporary workers who were good at everything started to get down to work.

Qiuer asked the three foreigners who were wriggling in feces and urine like three maggots in Italian with ill intentions:

"Three big brothers, did I make you feel so good?"

The three unlucky guys swallowed their saliva together. They had just escaped from the hellish climax and were only suffering from pain.

The bald boss didn't even have the energy to get angry, and asked weakly:

"Are you from the Society?"

Wang Zhenqiu held his waist, raised his chest and said with great pride:

"Since everyone knows this, I won't play this role anymore. That's right! The gentleman next to me and I are both high-ranking agents of the famous Jade Society and the British Empire!"

The bald guy was stunned on the spot. In the European magic circle, the Emerald Society is the natural enemy of the underworld like them, and those who are targeted by the society will never have a good ending.

A younger brother beside him touched the boss next to him with his shoulder with difficulty. His magic power was even lower, and his body was even weaker after being controlled by Lao Meng's bacteria. He reminded him in a voice weaker than the bald guy:

"Boss, you've been fooled again. These two are obviously Asians. The old one can't even speak Italian. How could he be an agent of the Academy..."

The other little brother said in the same weak but firm voice:

"You are all well-connected people from Shenzhou, right? Don't even think about trying to get information about the queen from us!"

The bald boss also reacted. The recent major event in Europe was that the brothers on the road gathered together to fight against the official aliens of Shenzhou and rescued the two adults...

"We are just running dogs that know everything. We will never betray you two masters even if we die!"

Upon hearing this, Old Meng showed an expression of disbelief and seriousness.

Wang Zhenqiu laughed playfully:

"Oh? Is the queen Xia He? How did Xia He and Lu Liang become big shots right after arriving in Europe?"

Qiu'er stretched out his evil hand towards the three foreigners again and said maliciously:

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. It's still early. I can have some fun with the three loyal knights..."

……

In a villa in the suburbs, the huge basement wine cellar was converted into a prison cell, where the fruits of Nadutong's seven working days' labor were detained.

"Master Xu, have we gone too far?" Dou Le held a cigarette in his mouth, a few strands of sparse hair draped over the baldness of his head, and a hint of coldness flashed in his narrow eyes:

"After all, this is not our home country, and the people we captured are not from China. If we use weapons on them, we'll probably attract criticism..."

Liao Zhong bared his big golden teeth, and a sinister look appeared on his already ferocious face, making him even more ferocious:

"Dad, we have to do whatever it takes to cut the Gordian knot because we are abroad. If our European counterparts knew what we are looking for, things would be very chaotic!"

Xu Xiang also had a cigarette in his mouth. He pinched the cigarette butt and took a deep puff. The cigarette butt burned quickly, lighting up a dazzling red dot in the dim dungeon.

"call!"

White smoke spewed out of his lungs and the air was filled with smog. Xu Xiang threw the empty cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out with his foot.

He is carrying pressure on his shoulders that is unimaginable to ordinary people, simply because this battle concerns the fate of the country, and he must take back or destroy the Tongtian Mirror that can mass-produce extraordinary people.

Painful groans filled the dark space. The dungeon was a cruel scene. The captured foreign gangsters with super powers were treated cruelly and locked in neatly arranged small iron cages with bruises all over their bodies.

There were thirty-eight men locked in thirty-eight iron cages, and nine women locked in another cellar, who were interrogated by women from the company who came over.

There are many cages, but to save space, each iron cage is only one meter square. You can't lie down or stand up straight, and even sitting requires lowering your head or bending over.

These gangsters from the foreign superpower world have been trapped in such a small environment for a long time, suffering pain that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Xu Xiang and two other people stopped in front of a cage.

The middle-aged white male inside had his Qi meridians sealed and was tortured like an ordinary person. His physical condition was not good, but he still maintained his elegant temperament.

He was wearing a high-end suit that was already torn and dirty, and was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

His unkempt beard covered half of his face, but his eyes were bright and his demeanor was elegant and decent. He spoke in broken Shenzhou dialect:

"Good evening, Mr. Xu... I think it should be evening, after all, I am in prison and have no reference to the passage of time...

For God's sake, could you give me a cigarette, too?"

Xu Xiang winked, and Liao Zhong stepped forward, took out a cigarette and lit it for the other party.

"Winston, the infamous leader of the Dark Tribute, do you believe in God?"

Winston used his handcuffed hands to remove the cigarette from his mouth, just because it was impolite and disrespectful to talk to someone with a cigarette in your mouth:

“Humans believe in different beliefs and even kill each other for them.

But I think everyone's faith is the same, you can call it heaven, God, Allah, Shiva, Buddha.

Or it could be a certain doctrine, an idea, or even money, power, beauty, family and friendship, or even a stone or a pile of dog shit.

Anything that you believe is right and are willing to sacrifice your life for is called faith. How can it be defined by narrow concepts of good and evil?

For God's sake, Mr. Xu...if this sounds inappropriate to you...

So for the sake of shit, please believe the good advice of a gentleman, all your efforts on us are in vain.

After all, if it could be betrayed, it wouldn’t be called [faith].”

Xu Xiang's tone was cold and contained a threat:

"Winston, I'm not in the mood to discuss philosophy with you. Tell me what I want to know, or you'll suffer."

Winston shook his head. He said dully:

"Oh, you know everything, can't you be a little more merciful? Why do you have to torture us?"

Xu Xiang was so angry that he laughed and said indifferently:

"Why, you feel wronged after suffering such a small amount of suffering? How can those who have been subjected to your violence and harm complain?

It would be worth killing you bastards ten times!"

At this point, Xu Xiang felt helpless. He didn't get what he wanted to ask from these foreigners under torture, but they did not hide any of their evil deeds and confessed them very readily.

The actions of this group of villains are simply shocking and outrageous. Compared with them, all the kids in the country are ten times more obedient and kind.

Facing the resounding questioning from the foreigner who was looking down on him, Winston, who was sitting in the cage, remained calm and said calmly:

"Why don't you understand? I have already said that true faith will never be betrayed.

As for the evil things we did, they are just trivial matters. If Mr. Xu is curious, I can tell you about them for three days and three nights.

Why can't you understand? Torturing us is completely meaningless except to cause us more injuries and make you more tired.

You may have thought in the past that bad people have low moral standards and have pried open the mouths of many shameless people.

Perhaps in your opinion, the personality of people like us is not worthy of respect, but we are also ascetics who have experienced countless pains before gaining power.

Be it an alien or a magician, those of us who have set foot in the extraordinary world are all stubborn people, and the will of a bastard will not lose to that of a good person.

In fact, this is because those contents are things that the parties do not care about. When it comes to things that we really care about, we will not compromise. "

……

The three old men left the dungeon angrily.