The Black Book

"Damn, jumping two levels in one year, [God's Destiny] is not that abnormal, right?"

"It's okay that he's growing amazingly, but the key is that he's so handsome, I'm really a little uncomfortable..."

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Noticing the crickets that everyone was not shy about, Zhu Haomiao smiled shyly and said modestly.

"A little progress, compared with all the senior brothers and sisters, I'm still far behind."

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Although it was clear that Zhu Haomiao was telling the truth, in front of everyone's [Golden Dragon Emblem], he was indeed far behind.

But in the dark, everyone felt uncomfortable because he was pretending to be uncomfortable.

Silver a year, this is just a little progress? !

Then how much progress do you want to make in two years?

Heaven?

Do you know how many years it took us to get to where we are today and how much suffering we have endured? !

Smacking their lips, everyone felt sour in their hearts that they couldn't help but look at each other, turning their grief and anger into drinking capacity, and toasting each other.

And relying on the four-dimensional stomach of [Gluttony], Zhu Haomiao accepted everyone who came and drank with them. His generous attitude broke the subtle jealous barrier and made a group of people like him more.

In addition to being uncomfortable with his invisible pretense, this kid is quite straightforward...

Sometimes it's so simple to get closer to people. After a big drink, everyone at the table was already blushing and began to call each other brothers.

"Brother Shui, do you know what day it will be in a few months?"

"Brother Rong, my name is haomiao, which means vast and vast."

"I know, brother Shui, no problem, brother Shui!"

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Looking at An Rong, whose tongue had already begun to tie, Zhu Haomiao was speechless and hesitated. In the end, he gave up correcting him and silently changed the subject.

Forget it, you can call me whatever you like...

"So, is there a special day in a few months?"

"Hehe~~"

An Rong smiled evilly, put his arm around Zhu Haomiao's shoulders, and slowly uttered two words.

"Jiawu!"

Zhu Haomiao understood something instantly with his pupils shrinking slightly, staring at An Rong and narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Jiawu?"

"That's right! Jiawu!"

Hearing this, everyone at the table looked at each other tacitly and smiled knowingly.

Without any words, everyone raised their glasses and clinked them vigorously in the warm atmosphere.

"Jiawu!"

"Jiawu!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

In the excitement of being impatient, everyone drank the wine in their glasses, but they didn't notice that at the next table not far away, several men with short hair wearing Xuelan uniforms looked at each other with confusion.

"What are these Chinese laughing at?"

"Yeah, what's so funny?"

"I don't know, is the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 a special year?"

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After a quiet discussion, several people turned their eyes to a young man at the table.

"Tazaki-kun, you have a deep family background and are well-informed. Do you know what they are laughing at?"

Tazaki Yusuke, sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off the silver family emblem on his chest calmly, hid it in his pocket, and grinned dryly.

"I don't know, maybe it's some special local anniversary..."

How could I not know!

The Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895!

These petty guys have been holding a grudge for more than a hundred years! !

They review and study it every day, and all they want is revenge!

Especially in this modern historical fantasy, every time they recall their memories, they can lose the team battle, but the Japanese must die!

The only consolation is that the current fantasy realm is not the World War II timeline, and there are several major powers such as Britain, the United States, and the United States in front to attract hatred, so that their firepower will not be concentrated on our family...

Slowly exhaling, Tasaki Yusuke glanced at the dazzling golden [Dragon Emblem] on the next table with the corner of his eye, wiped the cold sweat again, and swallowed his saliva.

Please do not escalate the behavior of the indigenous people to the descenders!

It is inhumane to massacre the contestants, even if there is a grudge!

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"Burp~"

After a slight burp, Zhu Haomiao strolled alone on the sidewalk of the Bund, and his mind echoed with An Rong's chat.

Over the past year, An Rong and his friends have been looking for real objects all over the world, and only recently returned to the Magic City to participate in the second stage of the schedule.

Once they get enough points, they will start the next round of treasure hunting adventures without stopping, until a certain time point next year, they will gather again and prepare to make some big news.

Sure enough... For these old hands, the Ascension Tournament itself is not a high priority. At least in the early stage of the relaxed schedule, their focus will be on finding [real things] and honing their own strength...

Should I learn and travel around to find opportunities?

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Haomiao shook his head imperceptibly.

It takes a long time for normal people to learn the skills and break through the bottleneck, so they can travel around and slowly look for opportunities.

But I can rely on [greed] and [laziness] to skip the intermediate steps, practice with one key, and break through with one key!

Therefore, guarding the [Yanhuang Arsenal] is my biggest opportunity!

The vast amount of skills in the [Yanhuang Arsenal] is an inexhaustible treasure for me!

Unless... I have enough contribution points, I can exchange all the skills I need and store them in the dragon emblem, and call them at any time...

Nodding thoughtfully, Zhu Haomiao took a step and walked towards the public concession.

A few dozen minutes later, through an invisible film, the bustling hall with a lot of people came into view, young men and women of all races were flowing in an endless stream, and all kinds of strange languages ​​were echoing in his ears.

Looking at this noisy scene, Zhu Haomiao lowered the brim of his cloak hood to cover his eye-catching facial features, walked through the crowd in a low-key manner, and found Wang Hua who was spitting.

"I told you, the schedule is full, and the earliest will be next Monday! Cutting in line? We don't allow cutting in line here!!"

"Senior Brother Wang."

Wang Hua, who was roaring, didn't even turn his head and waved his hand impatiently.

"Wait a minute, I'll put this... um? Junior Brother Zhu?!"

As if he heard Zhu Haomiao's voice, Wang Hua, who was halfway through, suddenly turned his head back, and his impatient expression instantly turned into joy.

"Why are you here?! Xiaosun, help me receive him."

Handing over the work at hand to the subordinate next to him, Wang Hua took Zhu Haomiao and went straight to the second floor.

"You are a kid who doesn't come here for no reason. Tell me, are you short of contribution points again?"

Listening to Wang Hua's teasing words, Zhu Haomiao grinned awkwardly.

"Brother Wang, you know that I have grown too fast. I want to use actual combat to adapt to the new skills, strength and realm..."

"By the way, I practiced [Accumulating Explosive Strength] last time, but I haven't had the chance to use it until today..."

Wang Hua: "…………"