Swallowed Star: Sacrifice to become stronger, the fiancée is enchanting

When he looked towards the bar, he was suddenly stunned.

There was a man and a woman standing at the bar.

The woman was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, and looked like a bar manager.

The man was wearing combat uniform, but he was not wearing a helmet. He was leaning against the front desk, talking to the manager. From time to time, both of them would smile.

Jiang Lan recognized the two of them at a glance.

The man in combat uniform was Luo Feng, whom I hadn't seen for some time.

And the identity of that woman was not difficult for Jiang Lan to guess.

The manager of the HR Alliance Bar, who was chatting with Luo Feng, was no different from Luo Feng’s future wife, Xu Xin.

"Sir, please add two and a half tablespoons of sugar to your coffee."

Jiang Lan retracted his gaze and looked at the coffee cup in front of him.

Meeting Luo Feng here today was purely a coincidence.

But even if he met him, he had no intention of taking the initiative to talk to Luo Feng.

Although he got Babata in advance, Jiang Lan did not feel any guilt towards Luo Feng at all.

In a broader sense, with the dual blessing of the system and Babata, he will grow faster than Luo Feng and can lead the human race on Earth to a brighter future.

To put it simply, opportunity is something that only those who are destined to have it will get.

In this life, Luo Feng didn't even know what Yunmo Star was, so it couldn't be said that Jiang Lan had snatched his opportunity. It could only be said that this was Jiang Lan's opportunity.

Chapter 111: People are more likely to die than others

Luo Feng was chatting enthusiastically with Xu Xin at the moment and didn't notice Jiang Lan's arrival at all.

After just a glance, Jiang Lan shifted his gaze and looked towards the door.

"Hello, welcome to the HR Alliance Mall."

Jiang Lan just looked towards the door when three figures walked in from the revolving door.

They were Zhuge Tao, Wu Tong, and Yang Wei, who was the former coach of the junior students in Yian District.

As soon as the three of them entered the mall, they looked around.

"Where is the inspector? Director Zhuge, why don't you give him a call and ask?"

Zhuge Tao took out his phone, thought for a moment, then put it back in his pocket and said:

"Maybe the inspector hasn't arrived yet. Let's go to the bar and wait for a while."

Jiang Lan pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and greeted:

"I'm here."

Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately looked in the direction where Jiang Lan's voice came from and found Jiang Lan sitting on the sofa booth.

A hint of joy appeared on Zhuge Tao's face.

"Brother Lan!"

After saying that, he quickly took the other two to the seat in front of Jiang Lan.

"I'm here." Jiang Lan said with a smile, "Sit down for a while, what would you like to drink?"

It is only 7:30 in the evening, and there is still half an hour until the time agreed upon by everyone.

And even if we go upstairs now, the food in the restaurant hasn't been prepared yet, so it would be better to sit downstairs.

After hearing Jiang Lan's words, Zhuge Tao's expression was relatively normal, but Wu Tong and Yang Wei, who were standing behind him, had somewhat restrained expressions on their faces.

The reason is simple, it’s because Jiang Lan is now the inspector of the Extreme Martial Arts School.

If we really talk about positions, Jiang Lan is the superior of the superior of the superior of the superior of their superior.

Regardless of his position, he is now a planetary-level powerhouse, while Wu Tong and Yang Wei are, one a mid-level general and the other a high-level general.

The gap in status and strength is there, so when facing Jiang Lan, it is impossible for them to be as calm as before.

In other words, Zhuge Tao and Jiang Lan have a close relationship, so he can still hold on and not lose his composure.

At this moment, seeing Zhuge Tao and his friends enter the bar, the waiter who had just taken Jiang Lan's order also came up to them.

Zhuge Tao smiled, sat down next to Jiang Lan, and said to the waiter who came over:

"A cup of Longjing."

The waiter nodded when he heard this, looked at Wu Tong and the other man, and waited for them to place their order.

Wu Tong swallowed and then sat next to Zhuge Tao.

"me too."

Yang Wei's expression and movements were exactly the same as Wu Tong's. "I just want a glass of water."

"Ok sir."

The waiter wrote down the requests of several people and turned to leave.

Jiang Lan also noticed the nervousness of Wu Tong and the others, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, don't be nervous, just treat me as I was when I first joined the martial arts gym."

Wu Tong swallowed again.

It’s simple to put it, the past is the past, and the present is the present.

If he really treats the past as the present, then isn’t he a fool?

Feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhuge Tao smiled and said:

"Haha, Brother Lan, why are you calling us here today? Is there something good going on?"

Jiang Lan had no intention of hiding anything, and said cheerfully:

"I couldn't have come this far without the help of all of you, so I got some plant spirits from the owner and thought of distributing them to everyone."

The spirit of plants and trees!

Wu Tong and Yang Wei didn’t feel anything yet. At their level, they hadn’t yet understood what the spirits of plants and trees were.

At best, I have only heard some rumors, but most of those rumors are false.

Zhuge Tao was different.

Although his strength is not particularly high and has not reached the level of a god of war.

But he has a brother!

Zhuge Shan is a serious war god-level warrior, and he knows almost all the secrets in the world.

Zhuge Shan knew about it, so how could Zhuge Tao, his younger brother, not know about it?

The spirits of plants and trees are just a large category. The specific treasures within them are diverse and their effects are also different.

Some can improve physical fitness, some can make people younger, and some are powerful plant spirits that can even regenerate severed limbs!

Of course, these plant spirits will definitely help improve warriors' strength, but the extent of improvement that each plant spirit can bring is not the same.

I just don’t know what Jiang Lan brought this time.

Thinking of this, a hint of anticipation appeared in Zhuge Tao's eyes.

No matter what it is, after all, it was obtained from the museum owner, so it must be good.

But after thinking about it, Zhuge Tao still said:

"Um...Brother Lan, aren't you spending too much money?"

Although they all helped Jiang Lan when he had just become a warrior.

But that kind of help is also within their scope of responsibility.

No matter how you look at it, the reward from the spirit of plants and trees is a bit too expensive.

"It doesn't cost anything." Jiang Lan smiled, "It's just a small token of my appreciation."

Although Zhuge Tao felt that these things were precious, to Jiang Lan, they were not even the tip of a drop in the bucket.

It's like a beggar. If you ask him to take out one million, it would be like asking for his life.

But if you were a billionaire, this amount of money would be nothing.

And what about Jiang Lan?

Not to mention billionaires, even if ten thousand billionaires were tied together, they would not be comparable to him.

"Master Wu Tong?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Jiang Lan's ears.

Wu Tong naturally heard it as well, and quickly shifted his gaze to look in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw a young man in combat uniform standing not far away, looking at this side curiously.

This person was Luo Feng who had just chatted with Xu Xin.

"Fengzi? Why are you here?"

It was already October 5th, and Luo Feng had already passed the warrior combat assessment and joined the Fire Hammer Squad.

Now, he has returned from training in the wilderness.

Luo Feng laughed when he heard that.

"Haha... nothing, just came here to take a look..." As he said that, he looked at the other people sitting with Wu Tong.

"Instructor Yang, Director Zhuge... Jiang Lan... Oh no, Inspector Jiang!"

When he said this, a complicated look flashed in the depths of Luo Feng's eyes.

It's true that people are more likely to die than others.

They were classmates in the same school before. Just a few months after graduating from the college entrance examination, Jiang Lan had already become a high and mighty inspector, an existence beyond the level of a god of war.

And what about him?

Although he successfully passed the warrior assessment and became a warrior, and even awakened the ability of a psychic, he was considered a genius among people of the same age.

But I am afraid of comparison in everything.

Compared with Jiang Lan, an inspector, the gap between him, a general, is quite large.

Chapter 112 I admit I'm jealous

Jiang Lan also looked at Luo Feng.

Although he had no intention of looking for Luo Feng just now, now that Luo Feng was here, he would not avoid him.

He didn't have any special feelings towards Luo Feng. They were basically two complete strangers.

But at this moment, Babata's voice suddenly rang in Jiang Lan's mind.

"Tsk...this person is called Luo Feng?"

Jiang Lan was startled, then his consciousness connected with Babata and asked:

"what happened?"

"Nothing." Babata, who was sitting on the throne in the wristband crystal core space, shook his head slightly, "This little guy is considered a genius among you humans on Earth. His brain width is 20, which is barely qualified to join the Meteorite Ink Star.

"If I still haven't met you in another two years, I might have to settle for the next best thing and choose a human with similar talent to this young man."

"Really?"

Jiang Lan had a half-smile on his face.

"What else can we do? This Luo Feng, if placed in the universe, has only average potential. But on your Earth, he is already a rare genius. I estimate that among the seven billion people on your Earth, there are no more than five people whose brain width is higher than that of Luo Feng!"

At this point, Babata shook his head again.