The origin of doom

Chapter 695 Squadron Leader Assessment
There are countless souls queuing up in the land of reincarnation, flying all the way, and Daoist Haotian was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

When he arrived at the exit, Sai Luo helped to register and reminded: "His information has been recorded, and he must leave Samsara City within 24 hours, otherwise he will be wanted by the whole city. Notify friends outside to pick him up as soon as possible."

I nodded: "Thanks, I'll treat you to a drink later."

Unexpectedly, Sai Luo didn't appreciate it: "Drinking is free, let's find a time to discuss it."

"No problem." I readily agreed, and then took Daoist Haotian away.

There are many high-rise buildings in Samsara City, the roads are neat and tidy, and there are neat trees planted along the roadside. All kinds of high-tech products almost dazzle his eyes.

On the earth, Daoist Haotian is also a person who has seen the world, but now he is like grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, seeing everything new, asking questions along the way.

"Xiaolong, is that a car? Why is there no wheels? Huh? The woman's arm is broken, and there are wires inside? Could it be a robot... This tree is so tall, more than 100 meters long? Wait for the poor to dig out a piece of bark Careful study."

As soon as Daoist Haotian came under the tree, a vine was pulled over, which made him back away in fright: "What's going on? How can this big tree move?"

Of course it will move, if I hadn't told him in advance, he would be out of his wits every day, even daring to pick the bark of the Tiancang God Tree, this guy is also an old birthday star who hanged himself, and his life is too long.

"Senior, I raised this tree. I just reached the second level of cultivation a while ago. I don't recommend you pick its bark."

Daoist Haotian was beyond shocked: "Is this tree also a monster?"

"It's not a monster, it's called Tiancang Sacred Tree." I explained: "Monsters all have demon pills, but it doesn't."

"Sacred tree? Along the way, many people saluted you, Xiaolong, how many things have you been hiding?"

"Hehe, senior, don't worry, I'll explain it to you slowly."

Just when I was about to tell the story, a boy ran in with a bruised nose and a swollen face: "Brother, I didn't provoke anyone or offend anyone. I was walking around the mall today, and Dahui suddenly rushed out and beat me up. You have to make the decision for me!"

Yu Jia also walked in, and I asked, "What's going on?"

"Brother, he has been looking at fur coats in the shopping mall, and he still sees snow-covered fox fur. Do you think he is asking for a beating?"

That is to say, Ji Nan is the same as Daoist Haotian, one wants to pick the bark of the Tiancang God Tree, and the other wants to buy a fox fur coat. Heavenly Daoist saw the joke, why don't you come over to see him?"

Daoist Haotian quickly said: "We are all acquaintances, so there is no need to be so grand. The clothes of the fox demon are the same as yours, so is it also a small boss?"

The little boss is too ugly, I explained to him the official position system of Samsara City, Taoist Master Haotian nodded after listening: "There are a hundred subordinates? It really is a little boss."

Forget it, he can call him whatever he likes.

Then, I took Daoist Haotian to buy an artificial body. He chose the image of an old man. I asked him why he didn’t choose a younger one.It's just pretending to be tender.

I laughed secretly in my heart, people like Feng Shenxiu and Lian Tiandao kept their youthful looks, his words scolded many people.

After buying the artificial body, he went directly to the store for spiritual body fusion. Daoist Haotian clenched his fist and sighed: "What a magical artificial body, almost the same as the real one."

"Let's go senior, Ningrou prepared lunch at home, let's go back and chat slowly..."

……

Ningrou prepared a table of sumptuous dishes, all of which Daoist Haotian had never seen before, which opened his eyes. During the dinner, Daoist Haotian sighed: "It turns out that there is no difference between Netherworld and myths and legends." It's different, the aura here is several times stronger than that of the Sixth Realm. If I had known this, I wouldn't be afraid of death. By the way, in the past few years, dozens of my old friends have passed away one after another. Can their souls Take it out too?"

The man poured him a glass of Nether special fruit wine: "Brother, you don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk. You need a fifth-level demon pill to redeem a soul. Just now, you bought an artificial body for you, and it also took a lot of money." A fifth-level demon pill. Today you will help you redeem dozens of old friends, and tomorrow you will help your old friend redeem dozens of family members. No matter how rich my elder brother is, he won’t be able to spend it.”

The boy's words are a bit harsh, but the words are not rough, but this can't be blamed on Taoist Haotian, he doesn't know that it takes money to redeem his soul.

Sure enough, after hearing what the boy said, he put down his glass in shock: "What? It's so expensive...I will pay back the money, but it will take some time."

"Senior, you don't need to be polite. I have already informed Qingyang to come and pick you up. First go to Katrina City to live temporarily, and then you can work in my father-in-law's company, or you can find other jobs, as you like."

"Here... let's help your father-in-law to work. You don't need to pay a salary, just treat it as returning your demon pill."

"Senior, my father-in-law has a big business, so naturally he won't treat you badly. After you get there, you will gradually know..."

In the afternoon, Qingyang rushed over and took Daoist Haotian away, and I said goodbye to them at the gate of the city.

"Brother, go back and have a look when you have time, the elder misses you very much." Qingyang said lying on the window of the car.

"I think so too. It's a pity that Samsara City restricts freedom. When you go back, drive slowly, senior Haotian may not be able to stand the maximum speed."

Fellow Daoist Qingyang stroked his hairstyle: "Don't worry big brother, I'll just show off my driving skills."

It's over, I knew it was over when I heard this, opened the passenger door, and silently handed a bucket to Taoist Haotian.

He was holding the bucket in a daze: "Xiaolong, is this for me? Does it have any special meaning?"

I replied mysteriously: "You will use it."

"Brother, I'm leaving!"

Qingyang switched the hover car to manual mode, flew out in an instant, and turned several times in the air.

From a distance, Taoist Haotian could still be heard praising his driving skills.

'vomit! ! '

Not long after sending them off, I received a summons from the commander, so I came to the commander's office and saluted: "Bruce Lee, the seventh squadron leader of the 106 Squadron, is reporting for duty. Is your lord going to dispatch a mission?"

The commander said surprisingly: "There is indeed a mission, but... it is the squadron leader's assessment mission."

After being shocked for a few seconds, I calmed down and asked, "Why me? There are many people in Samsara City who are evaluating the position of squadron leader, right? Besides, squadron leader needs level [-] strength, and I only have level [-], which doesn't meet the standard."

The commander struck out: "Do you think you will be able to complete the task? There are 26 teams working together this time, all of whom are participating in the squadron leader's assessment. Only one team can get the final spot. You should not be too happy... "

(End of this chapter)