Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

After figuring out the key points, Chen Mo didn't feel too embarrassed about this vigilant receptionist lady. After thinking about it for a while, she thought about her words, raised her chin and said, "This is my wife!"

"Do you... have any substantive evidence?"

"I could swear."

Facing Miss Sheng's obviously disbelieving eyes, Chen Mo patted his chest with a face full of swearing, and raised three fingers upwards with his right hand: "She is really my wife, if she lied to you, I, Wang Defa, will die. Afterwards, he will become a different person and be killed by the First Special Operations Brigade again."

so cruel...

Hearing Chen Mo's oath, the corners of the receptionist's eyes twitched slightly, and she felt that he was able to come up with such a vicious oath, but she still insisted on the principle: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, Second Lieutenant, if you can't come up with something more powerful If there is no substantive evidence, please forgive me for not being able to issue this search mission for you."

"Is it okay to swear? I swear it is very effective..."

Reluctantly, Chen Mo reached out and took out a necklace pendant from his chest. His nails flicked off the cover to reveal a photo of him and Jibril inside: "Is this the head office?"

"Please wait a moment."

It seemed that Chen Mo had been classified in the list of restless members in her heart, the receptionist lady took the necklace and pendant carefully, turned around and went backstage to verify the authenticity of the group photo.

"Do I look like a bad guy or something, as for being so careful..."

Looking speechlessly at the back of the receptionist leaving, Chen Mo leaned against the counter and waited, but just when the receptionist disappeared completely at the backstage door, a sense of crisis that made his neck cold suddenly rose from his heart.

--behind!

Suddenly pulling out the dagger stuck in the side of his leg, Chen Mo turned around and swung it horizontally, and a large piece of gorgeous sparks burst out in mid-air immediately.

"Oh...is it a little bit worse?"

The girl who launched the sneak attack raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then she showed an even more excited expression: "But that's fine, if there is no resistance at all, hunting will lose the fun."

"Jibril..."

Seeing the girl's familiar face clearly, Chen Mo exerted a little force on his hand, and after parrying away the opponent, the dagger turned in a circle in the palm of his hand, turning into a reversed grip posture.

"It seems that this game will end soon, but it has saved me a lot of effort."

"Ah... yes, it will end soon."

A smile full of fanatical murderous intent bloomed on the corner of Jibril's mouth, and the dagger in her left hand was in the posture of rushing forward and slashing, while her right hand drew another dagger from behind.

However, just when the tension between the two reached its limit, a gentle voice suddenly broke the solemnity.

"This second lieutenant, can you please leave the point exchange hall of our special warfare brigade? You are not welcome here."

Following the words, a man with the rank of lieutenant colonel walked slowly behind Jibril, with an obvious expression of contempt on his face, he stopped in front of Chen Mo.

"Taking swords at other people casually, especially such a beautiful lady, I can't pretend that I didn't see it!"

Oh hoo... A hero saves the beauty?

Although the interest in fighting was interrupted, Chen Mo did not feel annoyed at all. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Jibril with interest, wanting to see what she would do.

When a race with the highest goal and ultimate pursuit of killing gods is about to have a real chance to fulfill the great wish of killing gods, a guy who suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation...

Will she split this man in half with one sword?Or cut off his head according to the Flügel's preference?

The next moment, under Chen Mo's watchful eyes, the Flügel girl bypassed the man standing between them, walked to her side, then took his arm affectionately, stared at the man with frowning eyes and said, "I'm with you!" Darling flirting and asking you to mind your own business?"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and looked at Chen Mo, her expression instantly softened into tenderness and sweetness, and there was a bit of complacency and cunning hidden in the depths of her eyes: "Hey——let's have a candlelight dinner, Darling?"

Chapter Sixteen

candlelight dinner……

Although he understood that the candlelight dinner that Jibril was talking about was definitely not the kind of candlelight dinner in the usual sense, Chen Mo still took her to the largest and most luxurious hotel in the entire Eastern Fortress, and saved money from the missing person mission. Twenty-seven points covered the entire floor of the restaurant.

The high-ceilinged chandelier is hung with rhombus-shaped amethyst lamps, hundreds of them twinkle like stars in the night sky, and the white load-bearing columns imitating the shape of ancient Roman temples are carved with poems of Venus and Mars. The walls of the entire floor are made of Surrounded by huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a dining table for two is placed in the center of the rotunda. The flickering candlelight forms a sharp and harmonious contrast with the dark night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In terms of form, it is indeed a very romantic candlelight dinner. It would be even better if there is another piece of violin music that fits the occasion.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the restaurant on the entire floor has nothing to do with romance at all.

It should be said that the sword is on the verge...

As soon as Chen Mo picked up the silver table knife, the Flügel girl sitting across the table immediately got up slightly and put on a posture of defense and counterattack.

"What, are you nervous?"

Seeing that the other party reacted so violently, with a look of complete desperation, Chen Mo suddenly became curious: "I didn't see you acting so reserved just now."

"It was just a stopgap measure before. As you can see, we are not as capable as in reality in this game world. We are basically no different from ordinary humans."

After figuring out that Chen Mo didn't intend to launch an attack, Jibril relaxed a little, and slowly sat back on her seat: "...but you, having lost the powerful power of being a god, why can you still maintain such a calm posture... ...Also, you seem to be quite comfortable with your current body?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Chen Mo shook his head slightly. He could understand what Jibril said. It was like turning a person into an ant suddenly. He would definitely feel uncomfortable in all aspects, but he was not those born-for-gods like Disbord. Indigenous spirit species—before officially advancing to the ancient god of force, he also came from human beings step by step, so of course he would not feel any discomfort.

"Completely, I can't understand it... Is it really unrealistic to think about speculating on the gods?"

After thinking for a moment, Jibril sighed in frustration, but then she turned to an excited expression.

"But none of this is important—the extremely rare god-species head, which is higher than [rarity 5], is finally about to break through the collection amount of 0... Hey, hey hey~~Azli Senior, and Da, everyone will be so envious that they will beat their chests and cry?!"

A drool-drooling smirk appeared on the face of the Flügel girl's beyond-human beauty, but an unprecedented lethal murderous aura was released from her like a torrent.

Then...