Noah's body slowly shrank, changing from a ghoul to a normal human form.
He did not forget what Mr. Jack told him, and while the red-robed bishop's spiritual power had not yet been released, he activated the Gallery of Bones, summoned a hideous-looking easel and pen from the pool of blood, and began to paint on the corpse.
A senior investigator tried to approach him to communicate, but was stopped by Burgan.
"grown ups?"
The investigator was a little confused.
Burgan shook his head.
"Don't disturb him. Since he killed the bishop, the spoils belong to him... He also helped us a lot by preventing the target from escaping."
He then chuckled and said:
"You should have heard what he said just now... He is a cadre of the supernatural organization 'Circus', a subordinate of Mr. Jackspeight."
The investigators nodded with emotion on their faces.
"We have also heard about Mr. Jack. It is said that he has led the team to fight against the Red Calamity more than once and saved many cities... He is an admirable non-human extraordinary person."
"That extraordinary team of undead strangers are members of the circus organization... Thanks to them for holding the Red Apple Church priests hostage, we were able to destroy the ceremony without any worries."
The senior investigators exchanged opinions in low voices.
The monks of the Sun Church on the side had a calm look on their faces and did not make any statement.
The fireworks in the hand of the creation of the former Pope Martin Gustavo are still in Jack's hand. A team of lantern guards sent by the church disappeared inexplicably, which is also suspected to be related to this person.
Although the main contradiction now is to face the outside world, that is, to completely eliminate the Red Disaster, this does not mean that the Sun Church will not pursue it...
When everything is settled, the Church of the Sun will seek revenge on Jack.
Naturally, these sun monks would not have any good feelings towards the "circus".
After a moment.
Noah finished the painting.
On the easel made of bones, there is an oil painting - in the painting, the cardinal is lying in a rose bush with his hands folded on his chest and a pious expression on his face.
The oil painting is very realistic and full of mystery.
Noah was quite satisfied with his work and named it "Red Bishop". It contained the extraordinary characteristics of Flesh and Blood Faction Sequence 6-Blood Descendant, and replaced "Deserter" to be recorded in the Bone Gallery.
The three portions of low-sequence mysterious flesh and blood substances extracted from "The Deserter" were fed to the gallery by Noah as a snack.
Normally, in addition to communicating with the gallery about creation, Noah also feeds it mysterious substances to keep this A-level monster active.
Then, Noah put away his painting tools, turned to look at Burgan and others, and saluted them from a distance to express his gratitude for not disturbing him.
Immediately, he retrieved his easel bag and came over to the players to say goodbye.
"Everyone, my work has been completed, so I will return first..."
"Thank you very much for your help!"
Dongyang answered respectfully.
Noah shook his head shyly, indicating that you're welcome, and then he disappeared into the spirit world under the fiery and reluctant gazes of the female players.
After he left, the top players discussed the battle intensely in the team channel.
They had never expected that Noah, the "circus assistant", would actually defeat the strongest BOSS in the red disaster area one-on-one.
If Noah didn't say it himself, who would know that he was just an "assistant"? !
This fighting power is unmatched!
They immediately began to speculate how strong the other circus leaders would be...
You and I each have our own goals to promote, and the most popular ones are none other than Flo Yin and Noah. They are the two most popular NPCs besides Mr. Jack.
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Peacock City.
After Noah returned to the winery, Chen Lun called him to the study.
"Good job, Noah."
He praised the young man.
"Thanks."
Noah sat on the sofa and smiled shyly.
Chen Lun took out five hundred gold pounds and handed them to him, saying:
"This is your reward for responding to the undead's call for help."
"Mr. Jack, I'm not short of money... The Chamber of Commerce gives me dividends every month, and my sister also gives me pocket money."
Noah quickly declined.
"Take it, Noah, you deserve it."
Chen Lun shook his head and pushed the Imperial Bank certificate over.
"According to the team's rules, if you put in some effort, you should get something in return... From now on, the rest of the members who respond to the letter of help will receive the majority of the reward."
Noah hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted the money and thanked him.
Chen Lun smiled slightly, and then asked the other party about the situation of the mysterious accumulation.
"During this period, I followed the team to participate in the cleanup of the red disaster. Although it was a high-intensity battle, it also made me progress a lot... I feel that I am not far from completing the accumulation."
Noah thought about it and answered seriously.
Chen Lun nodded with satisfaction.
Several core cadres in the team were famous BOSS-level characters in their previous lives and have great potential. With just a little guidance, they will be galloping on the path to God, and their progress cannot be slow.
"As a team leader, I can't stop... But the extraordinary knowledge of Sequence 5 is hidden in the Wonderland Crystal Mountain area, which is still a bit dangerous for me, which is a problem."
Chen Lun thought.
After chatting with Noah for a few more words, he asked him to go back to his room to rest.
I stayed in the study to read.
A new batch of mysterious books purchased from the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce was delivered, totaling more than 50 books, costing more than 3,000 gold pounds. He planned to take advantage of this break to read all the books.
With the blessing of Knowledge Collector LV2, Chen Lun can gain more experience points by reading mysterious books, and has a small chance of getting skill points and attribute points.
It only takes a few gold pounds to exchange for a large amount of panel reserves, and it can also enrich his knowledge and accumulation of the mysterious field. This is a very cost-effective thing for him.
Time passes.
The clock in the study showed five forty-five in the afternoon.
After taking a glance, Chen Lun closed the book on the table and prepared to go downstairs for dinner.
Just before leaving the study, he casually predicted his fortune for the next one or two days.
This is something he has been doing habitually recently.
After being promoted to Sequence 6, his divination skills were strengthened again. With his own weight, Chen Lun could already obtain vague revelations about his future. Although he could not make accurate predictions, it was still of certain reference value.
Crash...
The playing cards were flying in the air, and then three of them popped out by themselves and floated in front of his eyes.
As the cards turned, he smiled.
A 2 of Diamonds and two Hearts.
"When an evil person comes to your door, it brings good luck."
Chen Lun waved his hand, and the cards fell neatly back into his palm and disappeared immediately.
He chuckled in amusement and immediately turned and went downstairs.
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The next day.
It was the weekend and the weather was slightly chilly.
The snow-covered streets of Peacock City are bustling with people, more lively than ever before.
The carriages jingled and rang bells as they came and went. The harmonious family of three wrapped up tightly, chatting and laughing while walking, stopped in front of the warm bakery. The child happily pointed at the cartoon-shaped cakes in the glass window and chattered something.
The young man, who looked hurried and wearing a uniform that had been starched to a bleach color, ran wildly towards the street, causing passers-by to exclaim and apologize repeatedly.
Newsboys shouted today's hot news and hawked their wares along the way. Once they saw a well-dressed man, they would take the initiative to tell him that they had the latest "Sunshine" cigarettes in their bag and that they could redeem a pack for free if they collected ten different prints on the cigarette box.
In the crowd, two fancy-dressed gentlemen were walking leisurely, not attracting any attention from others.
"It seems that this place has not been affected by the red disaster at all. It remains peaceful and prosperous."
The younger gentleman was holding a newspaper in his hand, reading it and smiling at his companions.
He wore a light brown top hat and a heavy windbreaker of the same color, but around his waist he had a deerskin belt inlaid with gold.
"Um… "
The older gentleman responded lazily and took a sip of the hot coffee in his hand.
He was wearing a red and white checked suit and a top hat, and in his other hand, he held a painted cane. He exhaled a breath of white air and said to the young gentleman:
"Weiss, I will be the one leading the negotiations later. Remember not to interrupt casually."
"Mr. Anderson, why?"
Weiss was a little surprised, then raised his eyebrows.
"No reason, young man."
Anderson drank up the coffee, crumpled up the paper cup, and shook it away, and the garbage disappeared.
"You have to know that I came here alone for this operation... If it weren't for your uncle Manolan's strong request and the suggestion of the eight members of the tea party, you would not have come with me at all."
He half raised his eyelids and said lightly:
"Thank your uncle very much. He has taken a lot of care of you."
Anderson's tone was calm, but Weiss found it extremely harsh.
The other party was mocking them, the uncle and nephew.
"I see, Mr. Anderson."
Weiss looked slightly displeased, but on the surface he still agreed obediently.
Anderson glanced at him and shook his head secretly.
The current Dusk Tea Party is no longer the Dawn Tea Party of the past. Not only was it eliminated from the Orthodox Church like the current Red Apple Church, it also encountered an encirclement and suppression by the Empire... The survivors of the organization left or dispersed.
They have lost their pride and can only live like rats in the shadows.
Currently, the president is missing and the acting president has not returned. The entire tea party is controlled by the clique headed by Ma Nolan, and they are still fighting for power and profit over trivial matters.
Just like his current trip to Peacock City, it was because he saw that Jackspeight played a key role in the fight for a seat in the Orthodox Church within the Mutual Aid Association, so he planned to visit him in person and try to negotiate and win him over.
As a result, Manolan intervened and arranged for his nephew Weiss to go with them.
Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, it doesn't matter even if the negotiations fail. Once the negotiations are successful, Weiss will be able to share the credit, which will help his nephew to get promoted in the future.
Anderson was extremely disappointed and felt helpless.
"Is that guy named Jack really that capable, Mr. Anderson?"
Weiss asked with a chuckle.
"He and I are both Sequence 6 - Aerial. Even if he is stronger than me, he can't be much stronger, right? And I heard Uncle Manolan say that he has traces of the president's manipulation of fate. From this point of view, he is just a chess piece of the president. There is no need to pay so much attention to him."
"Being able to defeat the Saint Incarnation of the Rotev Family as a mid-sequence transcendent is enough to explain a lot... Weiss, put away your arrogance and prejudice."
Anderson frowned and immediately gave a warning.
Weiss shrugged and nodded in agreement with a playful smile.
But he was extremely disdainful in his heart, thinking that Anderson was timid and cowardly despite being the vice president like his uncle Manolan... Can Jack defeat the incarnation of the saint
Weiss didn't believe it at all.
He felt that the guy must have relied on the power of others, or was still at the mercy of the president. Only when the president secretly changed the trajectory of the fate of both parties, resulting in many coincidences, did the seemingly impossible miracle happen.
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"Mr. Jack, someone is here to visit you."
Connie was standing at the door of the study and she handed over a business card.
"Two gentlemen, they say they are your friends."
Chen Lun took the business card and looked down.
It reads "Magic Lovers Association: Vice President Anderson."
He suddenly realized that his divination yesterday had come true.
When an evil person comes to your door, he brings good luck.
"friend… "
Chen Lun already had a guess in his mind about the visitor and chuckled.
"Please invite them to the back garden. I will be waiting there."
"Yes, Mr. Jack."
Connie nodded respectfully, lifted her skirt, saluted, and left.
She did not notice anything unusual and thought that the two gentlemen really just wanted to discuss magic and performance with Mr. Jack.
After a moment.
In the pavilion in the back garden, Chen Lun noticed two men in fancy clothes, led by Connie, walking towards him.
The young gentleman was staring at him intently, with a mist in his eyes.
You are being detected by "Life Voyeurism" and your personal information will be exposed!
Weight and intelligence are being double-judged...
The other party is judged as failed and is exempted from this snooping!
The young gentleman staggered and almost fell, but fortunately the older gentleman next to him helped him and he did not fall.
"Sir, are you all right?"
Connie was startled to see his bloodshot eyes and throbbing veins on his forehead, so she asked with concern. Weiss just glanced at her coldly but couldn't say anything.
"He's fine, he just had a seizure."
Chen Lun walked up and explained to Connie.
"Go on, Connie."
"Yes, Mr. Jack."
Connie nodded in agreement, and when she left, she looked back at the young gentleman.
I felt sad and sighed in my heart. It's so pitiful that he got a strange disease at such a young age.
After Connie left.
"I apologize on behalf of Wes, Mr. Jackspeight."
Anderson suppressed his anger towards Weiss, forced a smile, and saluted Chen Lun with his hand on his chest.
He took off his red and white checked top hat and said in a deep voice:
"It is extremely rude to pry into someone's privacy when you first meet them! I deeply apologize for this!"
Chen Lun looked at the two of them calmly.
He did not sense any high-ranking aura from the other party, and felt a little more confident.
"Please take a seat, both of you."
He smiled faintly, as if he didn't take what happened just now to heart.
Anderson breathed a sigh of relief, patted Weiss's shoulder hard, and then sat down.
Weiss was suffering from the backlash, his face flushed and he lowered his head in silence.
He felt extremely uncomfortable due to the humiliation and severe headache.
"Mr. Jack, I am the vice president of the Evening Tea Party, Anderson. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Anderson ignored the guy next to him, stretched out his hand, and got straight to the point.
"Evening Tea Party..."
Chen Lunxu smiled coyly and shook hands with him.
"Then Mr. Anderson, may I ask what brings you here to see me today?"
Anderson saw that the other party was not surprised and obviously knew the information about the tea party, so he did not need to introduce himself.
He directly stated his intention:
"In fact, we have always been paying attention to you. After all, as a fellow extraordinary person on the path of destiny, the tea party longs for people with extraordinary talents like you... and your outstanding performance has won the unanimous recognition of the tea party. We cordially invite you to join."
Chen Lun pretended to be surprised, then shook his head and declined.
"Sorry, I have joined the supernatural forces."
"Oh, that's okay."
Anderson smiled and tried his best to persuade:
"The Evening Tea Party is not like any other extraordinary organization. It does not have those complicated rules. Each member has his or her own freedom... It is just like an ordinary tea party, where we occasionally get together to discuss future developments."
Seeing this, Chen Lun had already guessed the other party's purpose.
The battle for seats between the Black Knife Brotherhood and the Murder Club has reached a critical moment. The Evening Tea Party saw their importance and chose to bribe them at this point.
But they never imagined that they had already known the other party's plan and reported the information to the Knights of the Round Table in advance...
Now that the other party has delivered it to your door, it would be unreasonable not to take a bite.
Chen Lun chuckled secretly.
On the surface, he looked embarrassed.
"What are the benefits of joining you?"