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"Good guy!"

The system shows that the Warsong Guild is now ranked 32nd in the Eastern Continent Guild's comprehensive strength list.

The list of guilds ranks seventh in the Eastern Continent, just behind the "Creation" and "Glory" super guilds!

At the same time, Chen Feng also noticed that there were many pages of member names at the end of the guild member list that were grayed out.

This shows that they are all Samsara who have died.

"This is what President Arnold meant. One-day Warsong people, Warsong people forever, and all the dead companions we will keep their place forever, and we won't remove them from the list of guild members."

Chen Feng remembered what the madman said to himself when he was drunk in the ecstasy bar that day, and he was quite moved when he heard it.

I have to say that Arnold, the former president of the "Warsong" guild, does have his personality charm.

In the Samsara space where people cannibalize, Chen Feng still admires the ability to implement own thought, adhere to the principle of own, and lead a guild with a number of members far beyond its capacity.

But the new president is different.

Just look at how fanatics usually do, Chen Feng feels that whether his monthly salary of 80,000 Samsara points can be obtained before the disbandment of the Warsong Guild is a problem.

Whatever you said, just when Chen Feng checked the information of the guild, the communication information of the fanatics came.

The opening is still all kinds of congratulations and damn.

Every time Chen Feng comes out of the Samsara Tower, he is an SSS-level super god.

Now that Chen Feng is seen, the fanatic has only one word for service.

After that, he made a request for Chen Feng to come to the guild's premises.

"After all, this is your first appearance after joining the conference. You'd better come here. I'll have an explanation with Sister Na and brothers."

"Otherwise, others thought that I had some ulterior secrets with you, and they wouldn't even give me a fart to the vice-chairman. I can't hold back my old face."

Chen Feng: "......"

The fanatic has been in the Samsara space for so long, and this is the first time that he lowers his eyebrows so smoothly in front of a person.

Chen Feng is now a treasure in his eyes, a treasure that may bring a qualitative change to the status quo of the guild. He can only hold it and not drop it.

"Okay, yesterday is the end of the month, and today is the beginning of the month. I will calculate the salary according to the natural month of the Samsara space. I will give you 80,000 Samsara points last month. Thanks from the guild."

What the fanatics didn't tell Chen Feng was that after the news of Chen Feng joining the Warsong Guild yesterday was announced, Warsong's application for new membership in one day was twice as high as usual!

This is the value of the word "Chen Feng" to the guild.

"I'm so sincere, don't you condescend to show it?"

"Ahem." Chen Feng was a little helpless.

"That's all right."

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the fanatic, and immediately sent an invitation to Chen Feng.

After Chen Feng clicked to confirm, he disappeared directly in place.

......

Warsong guild, guild resident, outside the assembly hall.

A white light flashed, and a figure emerged from the void.

Originally thought that after teleporting to the guild resident, many people from the Warsong Guild would be seen, and Chen Feng was ready to disguise and disappear among the crowd.

But what appeared in front of him was a silent corridor.

"Here."

Right in front, the spirited young man with a cheeky beard in a cowboy hat, brown vest and dark red leather jacket with gold trim was waving at Chen Feng.

"Knowing that you don't want to get involved with the guild, I will clear the venue for you in advance. There were many fans in the guild who were in the safe zone waiting for you to sign." The madman said seriously.

"You're not being kind, it's enough to clear the court next time." Chen Feng raised his eyebrows frivolously.

"Understood." The madman raised his mouth and nodded, pressing his own hat brim, and beckoning Chen Feng to follow him.

"Step, step, step." The sound of their footsteps echoed in the huge space.

Passing the corner of the promenade, there is a simple and heavy door in front of you.

Before entering the door, the fanatic specifically said to Chen Feng: "You have to leave a face for me after you enter in a while. If you have any comments, I will treat you to the bar in the evening."

Chen Feng nodded with a smile in his eyes.

The fanatic turned around after speaking, and as soon as he approached, the door rubbed the ground and slowly opened inward.

Stepping on the granite floor, Chen Feng followed the madman into the room.

The scene changes, surrounded by towering stone pillars, the upper part is enveloped by a wide dome, and the atmosphere is suddenly different.

On the other side of the gate, the building is magnificent and magnificent, just like a palace of kings.

But for some reason, perhaps the first impression of "Beggar Sect" is preconceived. Chen Feng always feels that the decoration and layout here reveal a touch of rusticity.

This is the assembly hall of the Warsong Guild.

Just below the dome, on the tan carpet, a long bronze table stands in the center.

There are ten high-back chairs on the left and right sides of the table, and the same seats are placed in the front and back.

The back of the chair was dark red and dark, with a horn entwined with olive branches printed on it, which was the logo of the Warsong Guild.

Chen Feng saw that the chairs on both sides of the long table were almost full, and only two high-back chairs were left empty.

That is to say, when the fanatic led Chen Feng in, the people sitting inside turned their heads to look over. Except for a familiar half-mechanical half-human figure who was still sitting, everyone stood up respectfully.

"President."

"President of the Fanatic."

Many of those who stood up turned their eyes to Chen Feng.

Several people whispered before the fanatics approached.

"Chen Feng, it's Chen Feng."

"The president really pulled him over."

The fanatic made a gesture to everyone and everyone sat down quietly, and walked quickly to the main seat at the end of the long table facing the gate of the parliament hall.

Then the madman motioned Chen Feng to the position closest to the upper head of own, and sat opposite Jona, secretary general of the guild.

Chen Feng and Jonah had a relationship, and they were also very impressed with Jonah, and they also had a good impression of Jonah.

"Cyber ​​Girl Race High!"

At this time, Jona's long hair was hanging down, and she smiled and nodded friendly to Chen Feng, with a look of appreciation and gratitude in her eyes.

Chen Feng deliberately took a look at the biochemical mechanical arms and mechanical legs that she injured in the Colosseum last time, and 90% of them have been repaired.

The complexion on his face was ruddy, and he seemed to be recovering well.

Not only Secretary General Jonna, but other cabinet members of the Warsong Guild in the room seemed to have emerged from the tragic death of President Arnold.

After seated, the fanatic took off his cowboy hat, buttoned it on the corner of the table, and said, "Let's start."

Secretary-General Jonah nodded, stretched out her robotic arm, turned over the first page of the meeting agenda on the table in front of him, and said loudly: "Now today's cabinet meeting will officially begin."

"First, the new ritual link."

Hearing the words, the fanatic nodded, exhaled invisibly, looked straight ahead, and made a toast.

"Respect Arnold."

Everyone looked solemn, and immediately followed by making the same toast to the air: "Respect Anuo!"

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