God-level Base

"Let Dahei evolve!!"

Shu Feng thought about it and issued an order.

Da Hei stepped into the warrior's synthesis nest, and countless mucus spurted out, surrounding him, forming a mysterious black egg, uncertain in light and dark, as if a heart was beating.

Beiling Street [Guardian Flame] Headquarters Building.

Gao Wenhui reported: "Captain, this is how things are."

Zhou Yang frowned slightly and said, "Strange Demon Sect? It seems that [Heavenly Sword] will be invited!"

[Heavenly Sword] is the most elite psionicist combat unit within [Guardian Flame]. Every member of [Heavenly Sword] is amazing in combat power, and is a powerhouse above the Great Spiritualist.

Zhou Yang's team belongs to the organization that psionicists maintain public order, and the [Heavenly Sword] is the main force to deal with top cults such as Qi Demon Sect.

A strange light flashed in Gawain's eyes and said: "Captain, the strange demon religion has not yet developed this time. Why don't our team take action and find them out and kill them?"

An evil and extraordinary organization like the Strange Demon Sect is the mortal enemy of the [Flame of Protection], and it can make a great contribution to destroy the members of such an evil organization.

Zhou Yang shook his head and categorically refused: "No! Even with the help of the secret treasures of the headquarters, we can only barely deal with the existence of a great spiritual master. The strange demons are like clouds, so let [Tianjian] deal with them, It's foolproof. We're mostly still doing intelligence gathering."

Gawain pondered for a while, and nodded slightly.

Gao Wen said, "Captain, there's nothing to do, I'll go back."

Zhou Yang said, "Let's go!"

Gawain just left the office.

Zhou Yang thought quietly: "Leijiang City has poor resources, how can it attract the arrival of the strange demon religion?"

A few hours later, in that mysterious base space.

Click!

A crisp sound rang out, and the black egg wrapped with the big black burst in the warrior's synthetic nest.

Among the countless mucus, the black air swelled, and Da Hei came out of the black egg. Its body has not grown larger, but its body is full of muscles, surrounded by a faint black air, with a small black horn that is one centimeter long between its eyebrows, its eyes are red, and its claws are like sharp iron hooks. There was an air of seductiveness all over him.

"Black Dog Void Demon (Big Black), strength 18, agility 20, defense 17, spirit 14, constitution 16. You must eat 80 kilograms of flesh and blood every day to maintain full combat power. Special abilities: Void demon invisible, extraordinary sense of smell, Extraordinary perception. Combat assessment: ninth-level apprentice."

A flash of excitement flashed in Shu Feng's eyes, full of anticipation: "It's getting stronger again, Da Hei! As long as it continues to evolve, I will soon be able to have a spirit-level phantom demon."

Spiritualist-level powerhouses can become full members of the [Guardian Flame]. The monthly salary of a first-level spiritualist is 200,000, and the contribution points are 20 points.

Once Shu Feng is an advanced spiritual master, he will be able to enjoy a monthly salary of 200,000 and a monthly contribution of 20 points.

A few days later, Shu Feng's task evaluation this time came down. He won a contribution of 20 points and a bonus of 100,000 yuan. Without saying a word, he directly bought 20 [Primary Peeling Pills] to take.

This time, taking [Primary Peeling Pill] brought a little surprise to Shu Feng. The first [Primary Peking Pill] he took made him raise the upper limit of his spiritual power by 1 point, and then it slowly decayed. Obviously, his cultivation aptitude has become stronger and stronger after two evolutions.

Zhong Jietong didn't return to school until three days later. She had been adopted by her uncle, and her face was shrouded in gloom. Her memory has been falsified as her parents died in a traffic accident. It was also difficult for her to get out of her grief in a short period of time.

Ten days later, in the early morning, after the morning reading, Zou Qiang, the monitor of Class 53 in the third grade of Leijiang No. 3 Middle School, walked up to the podium.

Zou Qiang said: "Come on, pay the money! Everyone hand in the money. We are going to charter a car and buy things this afternoon."

Leijiang No. 3 Middle School has a tradition that a spring outing will be held a month before the senior high school entrance examination to let everyone relax and have the last group activity before graduation to leave a good memory.

Everyone in the class walked over with a hundred-yuan bill and put it in a box.

Shu Feng walked up.

Xu Gang, Wang Mo, and Zhou Changfeng looked at each other and smiled coldly.

After the gym class in the afternoon, everyone returned to the classroom.

"Where's the money! The money is gone! The money I put in the drawer is gone!! Who is it? Who the hell took the money?"

Zou Qiang touched the inside of his drawer, and his face suddenly turned pale and shouted.

There are forty students in Class 53 of Leijiang No. 3 Middle School, and the public funds for the spring outing are 4,000 yuan, which is a huge sum for ordinary students.

Wang Mo jumped out, pointed at Shu Feng and shouted: "Who, who stole everyone's money!! Shu Feng, is it you? In our class, your family is the poorest! It must be you, it must be You stole everyone's money to subsidize the family!!"

One after another, suspicious eyes focused on Shu Feng. Among the students in Class 53, Shu Feng's family was indeed the worst.

Ling Jia slapped the table, pointed at Wang Mo and shouted loudly, "Wang Mo, are you talking about people? If your family is poor, you will steal things? Your family is also a poor ghost compared to Zhong Jietong's family. I think you steal. With everyone's money, do you want to spend it? You're a scoundrel, you look like that kind of scumbag!"

"Linga, don't quarrel with this lunatic, it will bring down our style."

Shu Feng looked calm, and said to Zou Qiang: "Zou Qiang, 4,000 yuan was stolen, and it has reached the standard for criminal filing. Call the police! Let the police find out the matter."

Zou Qiang's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated: "Criminal filing standards!! Wouldn't this be too much?"

Wang Mo shouted loudly: "Shu Feng, I think you're just calling for a thief to catch a thief! Do you dare to search your table for everyone! Of course, I can also search my table for you after a while! Let's see who we are. Thief!"

Zhou Changfeng suddenly rushed over from the side, inserted both hands into Shu Feng's drawer, and pulled hard, a purse and many books fell out of that drawer one after another.

"Here!! The money is here!! It's Shu Feng, he stole everyone's money!! He's a thief!! He stole everyone's money."

Zhou Changfeng grabbed the purse at once, held it high, pointed at Shu Feng and shouted loudly.

A cold light flashed in Xu Gang's eyes, and he smiled coldly: "Shu Feng, you are now a thief!! If you dare to hit me, I will ruin your future!!"

After being beaten by Shu Feng that day, Xu Gang has been holding grudges and brooding. He knew that he couldn't beat Shu Feng in a fight, so he waited for an opportunity to frame Shu Feng.