The next morning, in the sixth block of Jing'an City.
A middle-aged man with a somewhat hunched figure was stealthily approaching a dilapidated residential building.
He first looked around carefully, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he slipped into the cramped floor.
After carefully avoiding several clumps of slime under his feet, which looked like something unknown, he stood in front of a door in the dim corridor on the third floor.
From behind the slightly dilapidated door, all sorts of strange noises that made one's blood boil could be faintly heard.
The hunchbacked middle-aged man couldn't help swallowing, and with a slight trembling, he grasped the door handle and opened the door with a creak.
Those strange sounds suddenly became clearer, and at the same time, a thin pink mist floated out.
"Um?"
A lazy and sweet voice sounded, with a hint of doubt.
"Master... Master... The number of people entering and leaving the Redemption Foundation has indeed increased dramatically.
I…"
The middle-aged man gasped, his eyes suddenly reddened. "I ventured in and took a look. They all claimed to be believers in the Redemption.
Most of them are recent graduates who believed in salvation during a ceremony the day before yesterday."
Next, from the perspective of a graduating student, he talked about the recent events between the school, the authorities, and the Redemption Foundation.
Including the incident when Xu Qingsong displayed his skills of creating a sky full of flames, a curtain of water, and a sea of flowers.
At the same time, there is also the Redemption Foundation, which believes that redemption does not require payment.
"Heh... some fancy little tricks."
A sweet voice sounded, Feng Xiaodie commented nonchalantly, gently hooked her finger at the middle-aged man, "Good dog, come here~"
If one had not seen it with one's own eyes, no one would believe that a person with divine grace could master multiple paths.
This doesn't make sense.
At most, they would think it was some magical tool.
As for not having to pay the price.
It's just nice words, this is the influence of authority.
Inside the room, an unhappy male voice sounded:
"Feng Xiaodie, how long do we have to wait? Didn't your good dog discover that Chen Guanshan and the others had secretly left the city in the middle of the night yesterday?
There are only three active fourth-level warriors left in the city, and one is half-paralyzed. They can't pose any fatal threat to us.
In this situation, why would you hesitate to deal with a group of low-level divinely favored people? "
Feng Xiaodie smiled and said, "Don't worry... What if it's a trap? Be patient and wait. Zhang Qi has already investigated it.
Du He… Instead of rushing me, you might as well have more children so they can be used in battle later.”
As she spoke, she couldn't help but let out a soft hum.
The hunchbacked man was busy...
The man opposite Feng Xiaodie, the fourth-order Creator Du He, couldn't help but breathe heavily after hearing this snort:
"Would you consider having a child for me?
It’s not for anyone else, this way the child will be more capable in combat…”
"Impossible, forget it."
Feng Xiaodie waved her hand and said, "There are so many men or women here, enough for you to use..."
In this room of just over 30 square meters, there were more than a dozen people lying in all directions.
Some people look relieved...
Some people have bulging bellies...
Some people cried...
Feng Xiaodie's expression suddenly changed. She waved her hand violently and threw the hunchbacked middle-aged man who was busy accompanying her to the ceiling.
Then, her face flushed, "What happened to you?"
“Ah… Master…”
The hunchbacked middle-aged man's eyes were filled with obsession, and he mumbled, "Last night... Mr. Zhang gave me something good that can make me stronger..."
Feng Xiaodie's face darkened. The Mr. Zhang the other party was talking about... was a fourth-level disease expert!
With a puff, the hunchbacked man exploded into a bloody mist.
Various bits and pieces began to scatter.
At that time, these people, who were deeply influenced by Feng Xiaodie and Du He, were not only not afraid, but became more obsessed.
Even squirming and fighting with each other.
"Give me that thick bone!"
"Sweet blood..."
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