Nobody told me it's not a game

Chapter 417
Want to be Morrison's assistant?Zuo Chang’s answer is very simple——

No.

Today was the first time he saw this strong man of the fifteenth realm in front of him. He didn't know what kind of temperament he was or what his past was, so how could he work directly beside him?

What if this person is very powerful, and the "surprise" and "friendliness" shown at this moment are just a disguise. He is testing Zuo Chang, and by observing Zuo Chang's every reaction, what should he do to judge his real purpose?
Therefore, Zuo Chang showed some hesitation, and finally shook his head slowly: "Senior Morrison, thank you for your invitation. I haven't decided whether to stay in Sky City, so I can't give you an answer."

"Oh……"

Morrison nodded slowly, and asked again: "In today's world, only in the sea of ​​reflections can there be wealth and opportunities. Are you an adventurer, are you willing to give up here?"

Zuo Chang smiled slightly: "You don't seem to know what happened to me? A few days ago, my friends died at the hands of Master Kaifang, and only my wife and I survived."

That's it!

Morrison stopped pushing.He was originally a "person in a high position", and he had put down his dignity by inviting Zuo Chang twice.

Zuo Chang was still hesitating, so forget it.

Going on, it seemed like he was begging someone to stay, how shameless?

Seeing his silence, Zuo Chang took the initiative to say, "Whether you leave or not, I will let you know."

"Ah."

Morrison nodded slightly: "I live next door to you. If you have any ideas, you can come to me directly. In addition, I will prepare two sets of potions. After taking them, they can help you advance to the [-]th realm. It is my thank you gift." gone."

Zuo Chang just showed confusion, but Morrison didn't explain much.

He changed the subject, and asked about the origin of Zuo Chang's ability, and chatted for a while.He quickly said goodbye, and walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Zuo Chang looked at the saint behind him and asked, "Have you seen this person?"

The saint shook her head: "No."

"Didn't he say to let your Pope see a doctor?"

The saint still shook her head: "I don't even know which pope it is, that person is in his early [-]s."

Oh.

That's fine.

……

……

Time is like running water.Half a month passed quickly.

After the battle of Umibozu, there was no more large-scale struggle in Sky Castle.Before Biqier turned out to be born, there were several groups competing for the position of the city lord, far more than the Kaifangzhu family.

However, under the temptation of the "magic medicine", almost all powerful organizations chose to express their goodwill to Bi Qier and stopped fighting.

It is also kinder than its ears.

They didn't forcefully ask everyone to become their vassals, they preached that what they pursued was democracy, and that the virtuous lived there, and they had no interest in the Sky City City Lord at all!
But now that the dragons have no leader and the city is full of chaos, it is not a long-term solution.

The most urgent task is to elect a temporary leader to command everyone.

Many people think that the current patriarch of the Biqier family, the fifteen-level powerhouse known as "grandfather" is the best candidate.Although his grandfather was unknown, his cultivation was high.

Grandfather shook his head, thinking that he had little virtue and was embarrassed by the heavy responsibility.

Everyone asked again, but still refused;

Everyone asked three times, and some radicals claimed that if the grandfather refused again, it would be disrespectful to everyone!If you don't give face, you will go crazy!

Grandfather had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.

At this time, it has been seven days since Master Haifang gave the head.

People in the city say that Mr. Grandpa understands righteousness, he is not arrogant in taking credit, he is generous and benevolent, and he is really an elder;

On the day my grandfather became the lord of the city, a button suddenly appeared in his office.

Along with the button comes a letter.

Grandpa looked at the signature on the envelope, and his face suddenly became serious——

"Eighteen seats before God, Yours sincerely"

It turned out to be a letter sent by God's first eighteen seats!
"The disturbances in the sky city are indeed under their surveillance! It is not difficult for me to find out when I become the city lord, but it is not everyone who sends letters and 'gifts' to my desk without anyone noticing. can do it!"

Grandfather scratched the sealant off the envelope and thought to himself.

He read the letter and found that there were only two short paragraphs on it:
"Congratulations, Sky City Lord. You currently have the right to use the entire Sky City. You can plan the city as you like, but please don't wantonly transform the city for the purpose of destruction. Otherwise, we will reserve the right to punish."

"The button you received is a switch. When you press it, we will stop guiding adventurers and will no longer increase the population of Sky City; if you desire more manpower, please press the button again."

Although the words are short, the amount of information is not small.

Obviously, the first eighteen seats of the gods did not think that the city belonged to their grandfather and Biqier.

"Usage rights" they say, and possibly "penalties"...

The first eighteen seats of the gods believe that the city of the sky is their city, and now it is only leased to Biqier.

For no reason, who would rent his "mansion" to others?

The first eighteen seats of God must have another purpose!
They didn't ask for taxes, and didn't ask for all kinds of extraordinary materials, so their purpose is obvious!

"Do you want us to be hostile to dragons?"

"Do not……"

"The expectations of the first eighteen seats of the gods should be even greater. They want me to rule the entire sky city than Qier. After we succeed, will we be expelled?"

Very precisely, my grandfather saw through Zuo Chang's intentions.

He folded the letter paper and thought to himself: "Pretending to be a ghost, I was almost frightened by you. What's the name of 'the first eighteen seats of the gods'? It's just a false name! If you are strong enough, you don't need to rely on Bi Qier's strength to face and go by yourself Isn't it good to conquer?"

The top eighteen seats of the gods are not strong enough.

No.

It may not even be insufficient, but weak!

Thinking of this, my grandfather breathed a sigh of relief, feeling refreshed and much more at ease in his heart.

A hidden camera was aimed at the grandfather, capturing his expression and presenting it on the monitor.

Standing behind Xue Qiangwei on behalf of Shenyin, she said: "This old gentleman is very alert. He must have seen our 'weakness' from our letters, and mistakenly thought that we were going to use their hands to conquer the Sea of ​​Reflections .”

Xue Qiangwei crossed her fingers and placed them on her knees.

She held her head high and her body was graceful: "The general said that this is a conspiracy. Even if we put our truest intentions in front of him, he will not give up the city of the sky. From the moment he entered the city, it is doomed He's going slowly at the pace we've set—unless he gives up his ambition."

Shenyin nodded slowly: "Our goal is not the sea of ​​reflections. On the one hand, it is to weaken Biqier, Hesse, dragons and all the forces that are ready to threaten. This is easy to achieve, because they will inevitably break out. It is a matter of time and distance; on the other hand, it is to buy time for our own growth..."

She looked down at the potion in her hand.

This is a Potion of Ascension made from freshly harvested orchids.

Shenyin looked at Xue Qiangwei and asked, "Chairman Qiangwei, can I really take it? I don't think I have demonstrated my ability and loyalty yet."

Xue Qiangwei turned her head and smiled: "The general ordered that high-level combat powers be treated equally. Ms. Shenyin, you have reached the fifteenth level and are qualified to use medicine."

(End of this chapter)