The Rise of the Star Panda

When he said the last sentence, Lang Xuan's face was no longer peaceful, but full of ferocity.

Tang Zhening was a little frightened.

"You just said... you want me to be the leader of St. Ann's Night?" She wondered if she had heard wrong.

"Yes." Lang Xuan said: "You are the most suitable. Only you among the gods have the chance to become a strong one. Although Xuan is now the leader of Sheng'an Night,... Xuan's own strength is insufficient, so he can only use some side methods. But this is not a long-term solution. Only you can truly expand St. Ann's Night."

Tang Zhening hesitated for about a second and then said, "In that case, I can only say sorry."

"You don't want to?" Lang Xuan asked in surprise: "Why?" You must know that he thought this was a deal that was bound to be successful.

After all, he could be said to have dedicated St. Ann's Night with both hands.

It is said to be a condition, but in fact it is beneficial to both Tang and Tang.

"Why should I agree?" Tang Zhening asked curiously: "What can St. Ann's Night bring me?"

Langxuan frowned, "There are two venerables and twelve powerful men on St. Ann's Night..."

"Stop it." Tang Zhening raised his hand and said: "According to what you said, if I want to truly lead the entire Saint Ann's Night without using your side tricks, then I need to be strong enough. By that time, I will be a strong man myself, and I can also Are you in need of a surrender?"

Langxuan added: "The wealth possessed by Saint An's Night is extremely astonishing."

"But, have you ever seen any strong person who is really short of money?" Tang Zhening was puzzled.

Lang Ning's face changed for a long time, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Then don't you want to be the support of the gods, seek justice for all gods, so that everyone can live with dignity?"

"This is the real reason why I want to reject you." Tang Zhening said.

"Why?" Until this moment, Lang Xuan really lost control of his emotions. "You are also a supernatural being. How can you be selfish and only care about yourself? Yes, you are a spiritual beast. You have a high chance of avoiding the tragic fate of ordinary supernatural beings in the future, but... can you bear to watch everyone's life worse than death?"

"I can't bear it. Why can't I bear it?" Tang Zhening said calmly: "You probably have your own experience, so in your opinion, the same kind are those supernatural beings. But to me, the same kind are other pandas. Those supernatural beings , they are all strangers to me.”

Lang Xuan's face turned pale.

Of course he also has real relatives and tribesmen, but...because of his supernatural identity, he was abandoned by those people early on. What's even more sad is that his relatives and tribesmen are just ordinary people. Now that he goes back, all his old friends have passed away. There is no trace of the old friends left on those descendants.

Tang Zhening continued: "Furthermore, Shen Yi may be rescued one day, but it will definitely not be just because of one person. Only self-help can truly transcend. Relying on others' transcendence will always be just an illusion."

"It's impossible for me to support an ethnic group on my own. That would be too stupid and too tiring."

After a long time, Lang Xuan said: "Don't you want to save An Zesi?"

"I think, but..." Tang Zhening said: "Let alone a good friend, even a close relative of my parents is not worth spending my whole life on."

"You are really...hard-hearted." Lang Xuan gritted his teeth.

Tang Zhening said: "I just thought you were complimenting me."

She picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip and said, "Okay, let's talk about it. Not counting what we just said, how can you let An Zesi and An Lian go?"

"Xuan only has those requirements just now, and the rest..." Lang Xuan sneered: "Xuan lacks nothing."

"Are you sure you don't lack anything?" Tang Zhening raised an eyebrow.

Lang Xuan's face was expressionless, "Then what do you want to tell Xuan Que?"

Tang Zhening said: "Don't you want to mass-produce the holy essence? Don't you want to find some supernatural beings to help you share the burden, so that you don't have to format the soul?"

"So what?" Lang Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you help Xuan with these things?" "Not currently, but in the future..."

Before Tang Zhening could finish speaking, Lang Xuan said, "You don't have to paint a cake for Xuan, Xuan won't do that."

"It depends on how you draw the pie." Tang Zhening said: "To paint with nothing is a big scam, but if you have a big bag of flour, then painting the pie is another matter."

"What do you want to say?" Lang Xuan said coldly: "Do you have flour in your hand?"

"I do." Tang Zhening said.

Lang Xuan said suspiciously: "Don't give Xuan a pass."

Tang Zhening said: "If I really have flour, can you let An Zesi and An Lian go?"

Lang Xuan hesitated and said, "You have to let Xuan see your flour first."

"I want your guarantee first, otherwise...what if you don't admit it after reading it?" Tang Zhening insisted.

Lang Xuan actually believed her.

If Tang Zhening could really mass-produce the Saint Yuan's things... then she would definitely not want the news to be revealed and put herself in danger.

"In this way, we can sign a contract first." Lang Xuan said, "What do you think?"

Tang Zhening demanded, "Then let my companions get involved." She was not stupid. She didn't understand many things in Interstellar. If she tried to be brave and signed a contract with Lang Xuan alone, she would have no place to cry if the other party plotted against her.

"Okay." Lang Xuan said.

He also wanted to find out from Tangtang's companions to see if she had tricked him.

——He can finally see that although this spiritual beast is a beast, his level of shrewdness...

When Chu Jiwei was called in, his eyes immediately fell on Tang Zhening. Yuanshen followed closely and checked her inside and out to make sure that nothing had been done to her before his expression calmed down and he sat down next to her. .

Lang Xuan took out a piece of animal skin that looked very special at first glance, dipped his pen in ink, and started writing on it.

"This is..." Ba Lao frowned, "This seems to be the skin of the Golden Word Beast?"

"Indeed." Lang Xuan said without raising his head: "This ink is the blood of Wu Zhen Beast. The contract made between the two will be watched by interstellar laws, and no one can violate it. If you violate it forcibly, you will definitely die. , ended miserably.”

He spoke in a drawl and raised his eyes to look at Tang Zhening, his eyes full of warning.

Tang Zhening said with a smile: "That's just right."

Chu Jiwei and Balao Baxiao were a little confused.

After a while, the money on the animal skin was revealed, and they realized what kind of deal Tang Zhening had negotiated with the other party.

Ba Xiao frowned, and Lang Xuan couldn't help but look over quietly.

"Have you really thought about it?" Ba Lao asked: "On St. Ann's Night, they always sell Saint Yuan items for money. If we cooperate with them... our original purpose may be..."

Tang Zhening shook his head, "It's okay. Strong people are basically not short of money. It's not that they can't afford the contract rights of the gods, but there are no gods to buy them."

"How much money the Saint Yuan items are sold for will have no impact on our purpose."