"Senior, how strong are calamity-level alien beasts?"
The meeting then proceeded to the next steps, and Ye Bufan and Zhang Xiande were escorted out.
"After reaching level nine, the beasts are divided into Nightmare, Calamity, and Natural Disaster."
Zhang Xiande pulled out a milk tea cup again: "The calamity is equivalent to our being crowned king. Commander Luo might be able to kill one, but five of them probably won't survive."
"Isn't this a bit too serious?" Ye Bufan asked, puzzled.
"Junior, there's a lot more to this than meets the eye."
Zhang Xiande said helplessly, "Losing the remains of the dragon beast, causing the death of a grandmaster, and leaving in full view of the public without regard for the safety of the masses, Commander Luo will probably be scorned by the world if he doesn't make a pledge."
Ye Bufan scratched his head, completely bewildered.
"But isn't this a problem with the Creation Cult? It's not Commander Luo's fault."
Zhang Xiande shook his head: "There's more to this world than just right and wrong."
He paused for a moment, recalling Luo Hongxia's own debriefing during the meeting, and couldn't help but say.
"That's not entirely Commander Luo's fault. Who would have thought the Creation Cult would be on the fifth level!"
The Creation Cult taking the bait was the first layer; Luo Hongxia was ready to close the net at the second layer. At this moment, the Creation Cult did not focus its attention on the remains of the dragon beast, but turned its attention to the base, watching Luo Hongxia from the third layer.
At this moment, Luo Hongxia was lured to his location and rushed to the base, thinking he was on the fourth floor.
Who would have thought that the Creation Cult on the fifth floor would turn around and snatch away the dragon beast's remains?
Being outmaneuvered like this, Luo Hongxia's defeat was not unjust.
Ye Bufan said with lingering fear, "Why do I feel a little panicked? The Creation Cult hasn't contacted me for a long time. Could they be plotting against me too?"
"you?"
Zhang Xiande rolled his eyes: "Commander Luo is a king-level official, which is why the Creation Sect is plotting against him like this. Do you even deserve to be called one?"
"Uh...that's true." Ye Bufan suddenly felt relieved.
“However, this also illustrates a point,” Zhang Xiande suddenly said. “The Creation Cult absolutely has no power to contend with a figure at the King level, otherwise why would they go to so much trouble to send Commander Cairo away?”
"So tonight's plans will go smoothly?"
"The premise is that the headquarters of the Creation Cult is really in Yulin Company."
bite!
Ye Bufan glanced at his phone, didn't continue the conversation, and waved goodbye to Zhang Xiande.
"Senior, I'm leaving now."
As he arrived at the hospital entrance, he saw Wang Xiaopang, who had sent him the message.
"Is your hand alright?"
Wang Xiaopang held his hand across his chest, a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "It's nothing serious, just a scratch from a flying pebble."
"That's good."
After saying that, Ye Bufan raised an eyebrow and hooked his arm around his neck: "So, did you take any handsome photos of me today?"
Wang Xiaopang grinned wickedly: "Brother Bao, my camera, my camera..."
He paused, then gradually became indignant: "It's over! The camera looks like it's been smashed!"
Ye Bufan's lips twitched, and he sighed, "Never mind, it's good that everyone is alright."
Wang Xiaopang paused for a moment, then forced a smile: "No problem. I'll write an autobiography for you later, and I'll make you famous all over the world!"
"Good brother," Ye Bufan said earnestly, "Remember to describe my heroic deeds in detail!"
“O”.
The two joked and played around as usual, showing no signs of anything unusual.
"My sister is back..."
Ye Bufan checked his phone and instantly lost all his strength, collapsing onto a park bench.
"Sister Qian is back, so you should go back now."
"Alright."
Perhaps because his elder sister was like a mother to him, Ye Bufan was always a little afraid of Ye Qianqing, but he was also looking forward to returning this time.
So, we're at the top of the martial arts exam, we need to step up our game!
"I'm leaving now!"
Thinking of this, Ye Bufan felt as if he had been given a shot of adrenaline, and he straightened his back and left.
Although everything seemed the same as before, for some reason Wang Xiaopang felt that Ye Bufan's figure was very distant at this moment.
"Why…"
Wang Xiaopang wasn't the only one sighing; Ye Bufan, who had just arrived home, was too.
On the way, he was planning to show off his top ranking, but then he suddenly remembered that Ye Qianqing was already a student of Kaitian Academy and hadn't even participated in the martial arts exam.
Unofficial decision?
It feels like someone is showing off their axe skills in front of Guan Yu (a legendary Chinese martial arts master)...
"Come in since you're back."
Ye Qianqing's voice came from inside, but it still didn't sound like anything special.
"sister."
Ye Qianqing nodded, wiped her hands, and stepped forward to examine him, making Ye Bufan a little flustered.
"So you're at the top of the martial arts exam, you can be even more proud," Ye Qianqing joked.
The praise made Ye Bufan a little embarrassed: "I also used a little trick, otherwise it's hard to say."
"Um."
Ye Qianqing agreed with this point: "That Shangwu is indeed talented, and has already touched the rudiments of the art."
"Sis, did you watch the game?"
I watched it on a live stream.
Ye Qianqing sat down to indicate that he should sit down before speaking.
"You've also mastered three techniques that are only available at the fourth tier, so in terms of talent, you're no less talented than that martial artist, but you haven't found a suitable weapon yet."
As she spoke, she reached out her hand, and Ye Bufan understood what she meant, handing her the fist blade.
"You actually use it quite well, but you only have the form and no meaning. It's a completely mechanical way of fighting, so you're not really suited for this kind of weapon."
She didn't intend to return it to Ye Bufan, and simply put it away: "Don't go out for a while, think carefully about what weapon suits you best."
"good."
After giving a few pointers, Ye Qianqing said, "Alright, let's eat."
"By the way, sis, how many days are you coming back this time?"
"I have a mission in two or three days."
Task?
Recalling his previous conversation with Ye Qianqing, Ye Bufan couldn't help but ask, "Is there any danger?"
Ye Qianqing put down her chopsticks and looked at the undisguised concern in his eyes, feeling a warmth in her heart.
The child has grown up.
"It's not a dangerous mission."
She paused for a moment before speaking, "Speaking of which, it has something to do with you."
"Me?"
Ye Qianqing nodded: "Yes, are you familiar with your classmate Qin Sheng?"
"Qin Sheng?" Ye Bufan asked in surprise, "What happened to him?"
"He published a paper on ZhiTian.com, which our school's teachers found very valuable and wanted to invite him to the university for an exchange."
She said with a hint of helplessness, "But there was no reply to the emails I sent, so I posted the task."
paper?
Ye Bufan was stunned. He knew Qin Sheng was a top student, but he didn't expect that he had written a thesis and that Kaitian Academy would find him valuable and invite him to join.
I've gone through so much trouble to finally have the chance to participate in the Kaitian Academy's assessment, but Qin Sheng has already declined the Kaitian Academy's invitation.
That darn academic genius!
"It's alright," Ye Bufan said, a hint of envy on his face.
"That's perfect, I'll go tomorrow..."
Ye Qianqing hesitated for a moment, then changed her mind after seeing Ye Bufan, who was already much taller than her.
"You'll come with me tomorrow. There are some things you're old enough to know now."
Ye Bufan's expression hardened: "Alright."
"Let's eat."
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