The strongest talent tree

Chapter 155 I Don't Accept
After listening to the story of the beautiful woman with black mole, the old men and women present all looked surprised.

The old man who owned the museum frowned and said, "You said there was a little guy who rented a simulator for a month and used up the simulator's magic energy reserve?"

"Yes." The beauty with black mole nodded seriously.

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" the old man, the owner of the hall, asked.

The beauty with the mole said in a panic: "I didn't pay much attention at first, but just now, the mana reserves began to drop wildly, and they were about to be exhausted."

"What? Are you almost exhausted?" The old man who owned the restaurant stood up instantly. After a moment of surprise, he apologized to the old man and old lady beside him: "Everyone, please wait a moment. I'll go and see what's going on."

"Let's go together. We are also very interested in the little guy who can brush the simulator dry." An old lady with a good face and gentle temperament pursed her lips and chuckled.

Several other old men also nodded with curious eyes, and echoed: "Anyway, I am idle, so it doesn't hurt to go and have a look."

"Okay, old friends, come with me." The owner nodded dumbly, turned around and said, "Girl, why don't you quickly lead the way for the seniors?"

"Oh." The beauty with black mole suddenly came to her senses and said in a panic: "Seniors, please come with me."

As a result, a group of third-floor old men and women, led by the black-mole beauty, arrived on the first floor of the martial arts hall.

As several people arrived, the originally noisy simulator area suddenly became quiet, and the onlookers stepped forward to salute.

Seeing that Baiyin was there, the good-looking old lady immediately walked over with a chuckle, "Xiaoyin, are you here too?"

Baiyin nodded and said with surprise, "Teacher, has this matter even alerted the senior hall owner?"

"That's natural. Even though the old guy looks like a dog, he's actually picking at you. There's no way he won't do this." The old lady covered her mouth and chuckled.

Baiyin glanced at the old man who owned the hall in astonishment, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

When Senior Bao on the side saw the old lady, his expression suddenly became extremely panicked. He stammered and saluted and said, "Student Bao Dafeng pays homage to Elder Yun."

"You are Lao Qian's disciple, right? No need to be polite." Elder Yun said with a kind look.

"Yes." Bao Dafeng's eyes were full of restraint.

Elder Yun glanced at the No. 12 simulator in surprise, and said with a puzzled expression: "You often move around on the first floor, do you know who is inside?"

"Junior doesn't know very well." Bao Dafeng said awkwardly.

But Baiyin replied thoughtfully: "The person inside is named Feng Hao, and he was once a student of our Wuzhou College."

"Feng Hao? Is he the guy who hit our strength department in the face?" Bao Dafeng asked in surprise.

"Well, I didn't find out about it until later." Baiyin frowned and nodded. To be honest, she usually didn't care much about the happenings in the academy. If she hadn't heard Zhui Yao mention it, she wouldn't have known about it at all.

"From our college?" Elder Yun was slightly startled. As a Supreme Elder, she rarely interfered with the trivial affairs of the college, so she also didn't know about Feng Hao's murder.

Seeing Elder Yun's puzzled expression, Bao Dafeng hurriedly explained everything from the killing of Cao Hengsha Mingliang to the disturbance in the qualifiers, as long as he knew about it, he explained everything in detail.

After hearing Feng Hao's glorious deeds, Elder Yun's expression became more and more astonished. He nodded with deep eyes and said, "A very interesting little guy."

boom!
At this moment, a loud noise came from the NO.12 simulator, and everyone looked over in shock.

I saw that the magic energy reserve of the NO.12 simulator had been exhausted, and the equipment that was originally operating normally stopped suddenly with a loud noise.

Outside the cabin door, the owner of the old man's face was ashen, and his heart ached to death, but he couldn't show it in front of so many juniors, he could only wait for Feng Hao to come out with twitching corners of his mouth.Several old men next to him were equally surprised. While paying attention to the situation of the simulator, they stared at the old man who owned the museum as if they were watching a good show.

Not long after, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the cabin door opened slowly, and then there was a shout that made everyone collapse: "What's the situation with your broken martial arts hall? There are still three hours, why did it stop?"

Feng Hao walked out of the cabin with a look of displeasure on his face, still muttering: "Where's the beauty at the front desk? Come here quickly, or else I'll file a complaint against your boss!"

"I am the boss, how do you want to complain?" the old man said through gritted teeth.

"Uh." Feng Hao was stunned, and then realized that something was wrong with the situation outside the door. Why was it the same as it was at Rongcheng College? Could it be that the simulator was not shut down because of a malfunction, but was maxed out by himself?
Subconsciously he glanced at the crowd of people watching. Judging from this posture, there was a high possibility that the simulator would be maxed out by him.

Damn it, is this so embarrassing?

"Ahem, that... just three hours for three hours, I don't care about the little money." Feng Hao pretended to be calm and unrelated to me, and turned around to get out of the crowd: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. I wish you all a good time."

"If something happens and you still want to run away, come back to me!" The old man, the owner of the hall, shouted angrily and gently raised his hand to pull Feng Hao back.

"What are you doing?" Feng Hao glared at the old man who owned the hall unhappily, and said righteously: "With so many people watching, do you still want to blackmail me?"

The old man who owned the museum was not interested in talking nonsense with him. He gritted his teeth and snorted: "Tell me the truth, what did you do in there?"

"Just grind monsters and practice skills. What can you do?" Feng Hao curled his lips.

"You're talking nonsense. How can a little kid at level [-] wipe out three times the magic energy reserve? I'm not that easy to deceive." The old man, the owner of the museum, puffed his beard and glared.

The onlookers also looked at Feng Hao with curiosity, wanting to know how he did it.

Feng Hao smiled sheepishly, held his head high and said, "What's so strange? Just prepare more Qi Rejuvenation Pills."

"Rejuvenation Pill?" The old man, the owner of the museum, was stunned, and he thought with his eyebrows: "That's impossible. Normally, magicians will prepare some Rejuvenation Pills in the simulator, but this has never happened."

Feng Hao curled his lips and said contemptuously: "You are still the boss, don't you know how to use your brain? As long as the Qi Restoration Pill is kept constant, it can be done."

"Hi~!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience gasped.

The old man who owned the museum had a gloomy expression on his face and questioned again: "The Qi-Reviving Pills have been coming for a month. Where did you get so many pills?"

"Hey, I'm sorry. My level of medicine refining is pretty good, and I'm never short of elixirs." Feng Hao said playfully.

Everyone present was speechless. The old man who owned the museum shivered with anger, but was unable to refute. He could only grit his teeth and roar: "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wang, come over here and pass on the order. From today on, the simulator The use of elixirs is prohibited inside!"

"I understand." The two subordinates nodded hurriedly and hurriedly went to carry out the order.

"Is there nothing wrong with me now? I'll leave first." Feng Hao shouted and wanted to leave, but was pulled back again by the old man who owned the hall.

The old man who owned the museum pulled off the badge on his chest and looked at the beautiful girl with black mole on the side in a cold voice: "Girl, go and get a nine-star badge. No, nine stars are not enough. Just change it to silver nine stars!"

"Okay, I'll go find Lao Hu right now." The beauty with black mole nodded hurriedly.

When Feng Hao heard this, Mao almost exploded with anger. He finally pretended to have a five-star badge, but the old man actually wanted to force him to give him a nine-star badge, and it was made of silver.

Darling, to use the simulator with bronze five-star permissions, you need to pay 19 magic crystals per day. According to this calculation, the silver nine-star must not be 20 or even [-] per day?
Why the hell shouldn't he be tricked into grandma's house?
"No, Master, I don't accept it. One day is a five-star, and a lifetime is a five-star. Even if you kill me, I won't change it!" Feng Hao said angrily.

(End of this chapter)