Next, Fangzheng asked Mr. Fu, when will it start
But Mr. Fu's answer was to ask Fangzheng to wait for the notice.
Just these two days.
Because they need to make preparations here, these big experts like them can't participate in this time's misconduct, so for the sake of safety and security, they specially recruited several groups of young people to investigate together.
And these people are young talents from all over the country.
After all, among the 1.3 billion people in the country, Mr. Fu is not the only night watchman who knows how to escape.
Hearing that he still had a companion, Fangzheng was surprised at first, and then his eyes lit up.
What a nice person.
Multiple people who carry mines together will have multiple security guarantees.
When it comes to working together with young talents from all over the country, Mr. Fu looked at Fangzheng, and even Zhang Butcher, who was eating braised pork head meat, also looked at Fangzheng. Fangzheng was inexplicably looked at and felt a little uncomfortable , said softly: "Could it be that Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang can read minds? I just thought in my heart, follow the big army as a salted fish, and you will immediately stare at me... Cough cough, okay, I don’t want to be a salted fish. gone."
Fangzheng coughed dryly to cover up his guilt and embarrassment.
Mr. Fu: "..."
Butcher Zhang: "..."
If Fangzheng didn't say it, they really didn't know Fangzheng's true thoughts. This guy is a salted fish king, and he planned to be a salted fish from the very beginning.
It seems that this salted fish king must be put under some pressure.
Otherwise, this salted fish wouldn't even bother to turn over and move.
"This time, it's not easy. It doesn't only include Zhou City, but also all over the country. You compete with each other and compete. And you represent the battle for Zhou City. There is only one place for the blessed place, and only the person with the best score, To get the only place."
According to what Mr. Fu said, only those with the best grades can be rewarded with the place of blessing, which is too unfriendly to Xianyu.
What? !
Fangzheng thought that this mission would be the same as the previous mission to evacuate overseas Chinese, but each participant would be assigned a quota.
But Fangzheng realized that he was wrong.
It was him who was so naive.
How can the difficulty of this task be compared with that of the evacuation of overseas Chinese? If the difficulty of the evacuation of overseas Chinese was a nightmare, this time it was just an ordinary difficulty.
When the overseas Chinese were evacuated, they directly entered a ghost, and supernatural events broke out concentratedly. Who knows what kind of ghosts will appear, and how many ghosts will gather in a dense cluster.
"Even the second and third don't have a place in the blessed place?" Fang Xianyu asked Mr. Fu cheekily.
Mr. Fu: "..."
Sure enough, this kid will never be bothered to turn over and move if he doesn't put any pressure on him.
"No."
"Only the first is rewarded."
"If the truth is not investigated, or if Li Sishui's spiritual world of the deceased collapses early, it will be regarded as a failure of the collective mission and will not receive any rewards."
Fangzheng immediately felt Alexander and a sense of urgency.
The number of places in the blessed land is precious, and this time only one place in the blessed land is released, which makes it even more precious. It is estimated that the competition will be fierce at that time.
After discussing some details, Fang Zheng stayed in Mingdian for another hour or so before preparing to leave Mingdian and continue to his university town.
However, just as he was about to go out, Fangzheng suddenly stopped, turned to look at Mr. Fu, and showed a harmless smile with white teeth: "Mr. Fu, if I win the first place, Mr. Fu, who is my recommender, Will it be very face-saving among colleagues?"
Mr. Fu was stunned for a moment, wondering why Fangzheng suddenly asked about this matter
But Mr. Fu still nodded distractedly.
"I understand." Fangzheng smiled brightly, and left reluctantly.
On the contrary, Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang, who stayed where they were, looked puzzled and confused. How did they feel that Fangzheng was in the rhythm of what was going to happen again
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When Fangzheng came to the university town, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.
Arrived an hour later than usual today.
The main reason is to discuss with Mr. Fu the specific details of the miscarriage.
Wait a moment! !
Fangzheng suddenly thought of a serious problem that he had been ignoring all this time.
There is only one corpse of Li Sishui, but there are so many competitors scattered all over the country, so how to divide the corpse
It should...maybe...maybe...won't each person get a piece of small parts
When Fangzheng came to the store, he saw the old magic stick holding his dual-card dual-standby, a second-hand domestic smart phone and watching short videos.
This is exactly the mobile phone that was thrown in the public toilet pit of Baita Industrial Park.
The old god who is stingy and has a car loan on his back, and later went back to pick it up.
As for how he picked it up, Fangzheng has never dared to go deep into it...
The old magic stick who was watching short videos in the store saw Fangzheng enter the store, his eyes lit up on Ruju's old face: "Little brother, you are going to be famous in short videos!"
The old magic stick rubbed his hands excitedly, as excited as if he himself was famous, and immediately took his dual-card dual-standby magic phone to show Fang Zheng.
Fangzheng told the old magic stick not to approach him, just stand far away and hold up the phone for him to see.
"Little brother, the keyboard, mouse, toothbrush, money, razor, elevator buttons, no matter which one is dirtier than the toilet, why don't you see that little brother, you throw all the money away, and throw it all at me?" hit.
"Are you arguing with me with a bamboo pole?" Fangzheng decisively showed the majesty of the boss.
The old god stick stopped talking immediately, smiled coquettishly and said nothing, how could it be possible.
This is not cowardly,
This is from the heart.
Seeing that it's Grandet who likes to watch short videos and also works part-time as an online car-hailing old man, who doesn't look like a Taoist priest at all, Fangzheng can't help but wonder one thing: "Old man, what were you back then?" How did you choose to be a Taoist?"
Who knows, as soon as Fangzheng mentioned this matter, the old magician would gnash his teeth: "When I was six years old, I was a muddy child with a runny nose, running naked, and didn't understand anything. A fortune-teller old man said that I will wear a yellow robe in the future, my wife and concubines will not worry, and I will become the descendant of the dragon. I believe in a hammer!! That old man is too cruel, and he has calculated everything. He really became the descendant of the dragon, that old man actually used chicken legs to lure a six-year-old child, tricked me into putting on a Taoist robe, and even became my master, by the way, the old man claimed his Taoist name is 'Qinglong Zhenren'."
Fangzheng: "..."
The master of the old god stick is indeed right. Isn't the Taoist robe worn by the old god stick just like a yellow robe
And the old magic stick has beaten bachelors all his life, so he doesn't have to worry about wives and concubines, because he is destined to have no one.
One mountain is still higher, and there is an old master on the old magic stick...
Fang Zheng felt a little sympathetic to the old god stick's childhood.
(end of this chapter)