The Strongest Terror System

Most of the Celestial Masters participate in events because of money. Of course, if no one participates, then the event will be forced to fall on a certain person or a few people.

As for the situation that Xia Feng is currently facing, it can be said that he lacks both money and experience, so one more channel to participate in the event is something he is happy to see.

Anyway, the events of the city-level guilds are generally not too difficult in terms of difficulty, and the frequency will be higher than that of the provincial-level guilds.

Xia Feng had talked to the president, but in fact, there are not many supernatural events happening throughout the year.

Many Celestial Masters may not be able to participate in an event every year and a half. It is not like he felt before, there are so many evils in this world.

But he felt right. In the past few months, supernatural events have become very concentrated like a blowout.

Otherwise, the provincial guild would not have damaged so many people.

What is the reason for the increase in evil spirits, no one has found the answer until now.

But the increase of evil spirits and the dense spread of supernatural events are undoubtedly good things for Xia Feng.

Otherwise, if it only happened in a year and a half, and there are so many celestial masters watching, then if he wants to upgrade the system and save experience points to exchange things, he has to wait until the year of the monkey.

So for him, as long as the evil does not threaten his family and friends, the more the better.

Although there are not many Celestial Masters, they are not too few.

He went to the police station to apply for a passport, but it will take some time for it to be issued, so he plans to use this time to solve the script task.

The system now enables the function of script task conversion, so material tasks can be completely converted into script tasks.

Although this is a little more difficult, the rewards obtained are incomparable to material tasks.

If the two are compared, the material tasks are more like events involving the Tianshi level, while the script tasks belong to the events involving the great Tianshi level.

And material tasks all happen in reality, while script tasks take place in the script world. Solving a script task is equivalent to opening a door to a new world.

This feeling is also different.

Thinking of solving the script task, Xia Feng suddenly remembered that he still has Xu Jia in the script world.

But he didn't really feel much about Xu Jia. Xu Jia strictly speaking was like a woman given to him by the system.

Because in the evaluation of the system, he did not meet the standard of beauty, so he didn't pay much attention.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng couldn't help laughing, because he suddenly remembered a line in a novel. He wanted to make it into a harem, but he accidentally planted a horse.

A week passed in a flash.

Xia Feng's passport still didn't come down, so he didn't plan to wait any longer. After preparing enough spells, he started the script task directly.

After a strong sense of trance, Xia Feng suddenly took a breath out of oxygen and opened his eyes suddenly.

What caught my eye was a commercial vehicle with seven people in it, including the driver.

To be exact, he was sitting in the car.

"Liu Chen, you really scared me to death."

Just when Xia Feng was dazed, a soft hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

He turned his head to look subconsciously, and saw a short skirt woman in her early twenties looking at her with some blame.

The woman was pretty pretty, because her hand was on his shoulder, so he saw a birthmark on the other's clean armpit.

But soon, the woman noticed Xia Feng's gaze and hurriedly retracted her hand.

"What's the matter with you? Talk?"

"My head hurts a bit, and I fell asleep inexplicably."

Xia Feng leaned back on the back chair again and rubbed his temples.

Some memories that did not originally belong to him began to emerge.

When Xia Feng took over these memories, he suddenly felt as if he was the protagonist of Shuangwen.

Because the part of the memory about his body is like his own, and the fusion is almost flawless.

The owner of this body is called Liu Chen.

25 years old this year, is the deputy editor of a newspaper.

The remaining six people, including the driver, are members of their editorial department.

Their collective trip this time was not for fun, but for a more important interview.

There were two other men besides him in the car.

One is the editor-in-chief who is driving, called Chang Shuihe, in his 40s, he is not tall, a little fat, and has a good temperament in all aspects. He is quite popular in the editorial department.

Another man, Xu Zhengyang, was about the same age as him and was the richest man in the editorial department.

Because my father is a big boss, coming to work in the editorial department is a kind of pastime for him.

He is arrogant, but he is very lavish in his actions. He does not need to be reimbursed by the department when he goes out, eats, and lodging, and he takes care of it himself.

As for the other four, they are all young women.

Two of them are interns who have just graduated, and the other two have only been transferred for two months, and the other has only been here for less than a year.

In other words, this official trip was made by two senior editors and deputy editors who brought a group of newcomers to study.

However, things in the workplace are obviously not that simple.

Because in Liu Chen's memory, he had a very ambiguous relationship with a woman in the editorial department.

This woman is not the short skirt woman sitting next to him, but the co-pilot, a woman wearing black cropped pants and white plaid short sleeves.

The woman's name is Zheng Lili, and she just transferred over not long ago.

He is two years younger than Liu Chen.

Xia Feng was like a card reader. After reading the memories of Liu Chen and the people in the car, his headache eased a little.

"Are you all right? Did you get motion sickness?"

At this time, Chang Shuihe glanced at Xia Feng who was sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror.

"It's all right, I fell asleep just now and woke up from a nightmare."

Xia Feng replied with a smile.

During the process, he found that Zheng Lili was also looking at him. With his little acting skills, he returned a smile to the other party.

"Liu Deputy Editor-in-Chief, you're too funny. You can fall asleep while you're talking. With your quality of sleep, you've been yelling about insomnia a few days ago?"

At this time, Xu Zhengyang did not forget to make fun of Xia Feng~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The people in the car laughed when they heard Xu Zhengyang's words. Xia Feng rolled his eyes at Xu Zhengyang and threatened him:

"You dare to expose the leader. I think you don't want to do it. Write a resignation email tomorrow and send it to the regular mailbox."

"Other Brother Liu, didn't we agree that we should always have soap in our hands. If you don't lose it, won't I pick it up?"

"Come on, you two, you're so emotional, I'm feeling a little car sick."

Ji Xuefei said in disbelief.

The people in the car took advantage of this energy to ridicule Xia Feng and Xu Zhengyang, but neither of them were angry, and they passed by laughing.

Xia Feng rubbed his eyes, turned his head and glanced out the window, it was pitch black outside, and he couldn't see anything at all under the premise of using night vision ability.

"Old Chang, where have we been? Why is there not even a little light?"

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