Nightmare’s Call

Lin Sheng listened for a while, but learned a lot of information from their chat.

"Okay, everyone is quiet." The principal tapped the table again. "Next, Xingmang needs us to send a team over to cooperate with them to clear the case."

"Did you just send a team over? Why?" Someone frowned.

"According to the return over there, Wan En teaches more and more small movements recently, and seems to be preparing for some big movements. Xingmang has recently been understaffed by Euro's work, so ..." Umandila said Road.

Anyway, one of Xingmang's local top executives is his former disciples. At this time, naturally he has to speak for his disciples.

"Is there any inside information? Your disciple?" Someone asked.

Umandila shook his head.

"As you know, Wan En and Taoism are suddenly active because of that."

"In the instructor, let the speed grizzly go, he is the most stable in the suppression level."

"I have to be here for anything, but I don't want to face you?" The workshop professor and professor who belonged to the Speedy Grizzly was unhappy.

"What about violent violence? She handled the case very neatly last time. It really shows our tall image of Bain."

"Yes, let the violence go directly to support, but the compensation must not be deducted."

"Ask her if she wants to."

A group of people rushed to each other and quickly assigned a task.

What Lin Sheng did not expect was that Umandila took the initiative to fight for a patrol mission.

A night patrol mission in a nearby city.

And it was earned specifically for him.

According to him, this task is to walk through the field in the past, but it is actually nothing.

It is designed to give credits to people, and the risk is very low.

Bain University's graduation standard is that the credits must be at least 300 points.

After completing a patrol mission, you can easily earn twenty credits. Don't take it easy.

"If you don't want to go, you can pay someone to hire them." Umandila has given Lin Sheng everything to consider.

"All right mentor."

After the meeting, Lin Sheng laughed.

"Just go out and relax."

"It must be remembered that when you are in danger, you can't cope and run quickly. Don't worry about anything else! It's important to keep your life." Umandila is a baby abnormal to Lin Sheng.

"Knowing mentor." Lin Sheng nodded.

"Don't be stubborn." Umandila said reluctantly.

"By the way, is n’t Wan Enjiao the one I met last time ..." Lin Sheng said half-way, without finishing.

"That's right. You know it. The cult is so harmful that you have as little contact as possible," Umandila said positively.

"I don't know what happened last time?" Lin Sheng whispered.

"Escaped by that man, but we also seized a lot of sacrifice items related to Wan En religion. These guys, all day long, want to come to the Son of God through the soul sacrifice.

The Son of God is false, and it is true to create a tyrannical twisted monster. Like the Seven Lock Towers, they are terrorists who advocate the release of the dusty world. "

Lin Sheng and Umandila talked, walked out of the conference room, and returned along the long tunnel before.

"You know this summary meeting, why should I bring you here?" Umandila said, and suddenly the topic changed.

"I don't know." Lin Sheng knew that the subject was coming. Let him follow in, naturally it would not be just listening to a bunch of non-nutritive nonsense.

Umandila laughed without a word, and led Lin Sheng out of the tunnel and turned towards a lane on the left.

The trail slanted down and along the magma lake, and soon reached an independent courtyard.

He pushed in the door, and there was an old man with a cheeky face standing in the yard.

The old man was holding a gun in his hand and was clicking and adjusting the barrel.

Lin Sheng glanced at it, only feeling that the barrel seemed too thick. Full fist size.

The gun body is engraved with exquisite and gorgeous complex patterns, and the position of the barrel is faintly silver flashing, which is obviously not an ordinary firearm.

"Bearded, have you got any good stuff lately?" Umandila laughed loudly.

"It's another batch, you guy happened to be a coincidence. Is it good to take time?" The bearded man lowered his gun and said silently.

However, the workshop owner of the Mind Castle is also one of the big customers, and he is not easy to neglect.

"What do you want this time? Say it."

"My disciples are a little weaker, so give me the heart of the dead." Umandila quickly said.

"Okay. Two are here, all of them?"

"It's all. In addition, if there are any sundries, give my disciples a little gift."

Bearded hand pointed at the corner of the yard.

"Choose it over there. It's all there, you can get two."

Umandila made a look at Lin Sheng.

"Go and see for yourself, choose what you like."

Lin Sheng knew that it was the tutor who paid him for his welfare. Hurry up to the corner.

In the corner of the courtyard, the mold was already a little moldy, and many of the mottled walls fell down.

On the dark, dry, muddy ground, there was a pile of mess.

Mud blocks, stones, branches, metal fragments, shabby vases, radios, small horns, and a few dried flowers.

Lin Sheng even saw a palm-sized white key.

"These are all sent out in the dust world. Don't worry about it being useful. Being sent over there is always a little meaningful. You look at it and pick it."

The instructor whispered to him.

Lin Sheng looked, and soon his eyes fell on a relatively fresh bone.

The bones look like white jade, and they are somewhat shaped like human thigh bones, but there are countless cracks on the surface.

He felt a hint of vitality from this bone. Although it is very weak and is about to fade away, maybe it can be rescued.

He now has a powerful ritual to succeed in the eagle pond. Can consume soul power to nourish blood.

As long as a little blood is alive, he can nourish and grow it.

He first picked up the bone and looked again.

The second thing is a tile-like thing.

Lin Sheng felt a very strong negative breath from above, and he would simply take it away.

After choosing here, the bearded old man brought what they wanted.

Two turquoise delicate hearts carved like crystals.

"The heart of a deceased giant equivalent to the limit of the six wings, one was a little damaged because it was hit by the Fel Cannon in the front.

He threw the two boxes containing his heart to Umandila.

The latter took it, checked it, and showed satisfaction on his face.

"The condition is very good. The money is directly deducted from my account. By the way, has it been tested? Is my student OK?"

"Just watched it, it's okay to absorb." Beard replied.

They brought things out of the yard.

Umandila saw the color of doubt in Lin Sheng's eyes. Smiled and explained.

"Is it curious why the powerful monsters at the limit of Six Wings are consumed by such casual transactions?"

Lin Sheng quickly nodded.

"I guess one of the reasons should be that the mentor himself is at least a strong player at this level, so ..."

"That's one reason," Umandila laughed. "The other, also because we are human."

He sighed.

"The most powerful thermal weapon in evil energy, the black line spar cannon, one shot down, a few kilometers away, the limit of the six wings cannot be blocked ...

You have to know that there are too many powerful monsters in the dust world. In comparison, we human beings are weak and incomparable. But we can still keep the secret realm, without any trouble.

It is because we combine evil energy with technology. And the use of thermal weapons in all aspects. "