He thought in his heart, what can he do, knowing it will only increase his worries, this hope is not as good as not, and it is not a good thing, but he still nodded and responded, "Well, but I don't need to do it myself in the future, I am going to open a company and outsource the task." ”

"Can it be outsourced?" Lin Jin was stunned, and his eyes lit up.

Jiang Futing thought for a while, and considered a more appropriate statement: "It's similar to the task entrustment, and I will make it a transfer point for the information center here." ”

As for the trustee, it can be a ghost in the underworld or a monk in the world, as long as he passes his interview and threshold, and strictly abides by the company's rules and regulations, he will not refuse to come.

Trustees can choose the tasks they want to complete according to their own strength and economic conditions.

The idea was also perfected when he saw the game on his phone.

And the more people from all sides, the greater and more miscellaneous the contacts and information he has.

Once there is any wind and grass in the underworld or the sun, you can also grasp it as soon as possible.

The development of society has long entered a state of high maturity of informatization, and big data has penetrated all walks of life.

The words he said were probably the best news that Lin Jin had heard in more than a year.

The business radar in Lin Jin's mind immediately buzzed: "This feeling is good, even if the entrusted task platform charges 20% of the service fee, the rest is all given to the trustee, you can earn without taking any risks, why didn't you think of this method earlier!" ”

Jiang Futing, who was suddenly slapped on the arm: ......

"It takes time to familiarize yourself with the process of the task." He continued to talk nonsense like a stream.

However, the biggest difference from traditional entrustment is that in their industry, for security reasons, the information between the settlor and the trustee is not transparent to each other.

It would be nice to completely imitate the way the game works, with the company you set up as the center, the trustee employment system, and the task release to be constantly updated.

"And when are you going to open it? What do you want your mother to help with? ”

There is nothing to contribute to the real effort, after all, the trustee at that time is not necessarily a real 'person', and ordinary recruitment is useless.

Jiang Futing looked at Lin Jin's expectant gaze and picked a job that was not light or heavy: "That is, renting a venue, applying for permits, etc., are all miscellaneous jobs." ”

"These chores are simple, just leave them to your mother, and you can rest at home with peace of mind." Lin Jin belongs to a person who is at ease when he has something in his hand, for fear that he will refuse, so he directly takes the initiative to take over these miscellaneous things.

Then completely ignoring that Jiang Futing had just come down, he pushed him back upstairs to rest.

Luo Zhiqiu, who couldn't keep up with the changes in things, followed behind with a confused face and floated up leisurely, not daring to touch anything on the side during the whole process.

It's rare to be a ghost and humble like him.

During the rest of the holidays, Lin Jin no longer stayed at home like a prisoner all day long, and he was as busy as he wanted.

Jiang Futing's body and soul were also recovering faster than he imagined.

According to the previous speed, even if the cultivation accidentally broke through the first layer when he was in the dungeon, it would not be so fast.

At this rate, it doesn't take even two days, and the wounds on the soul are completely recovered.

Jiang Futing wondered if this excessive speed would have any negative impact on his body.

But the body and soul are running tirelessly and greedily.

It wasn't until a week later that Jiang Futing was ready to fully recover on his own

In the body, let's have a big check-up.

I don't know if I don't check this, and I'm shocked when I check it.

However, it was not Jiang Futing himself who was scared, but Luo Zhiqiu, who was almost innocently affected.

When he was in the underworld before, when Jiang Futing helped Wang Sili suppress the artifact, he had already consumed all the divine power that he devoured from the green lotus.

But he never expected that after more than ten days, with the recovery of his body, the divine power was actually reborn in his body.

At first, he saw that there was something different in the power in his body, and he thought that he was mistaken.

Compared to the vast sea of turbidity in the body, the breath of divine power was really too insignificant, and it was simply a drop in the bucket.

As long as you flip it lightly, you can be wiped out silently.

If it weren't for Jiang Futing's meticulous heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to dig out this drop in the ocean.

While he was inexplicable, he carefully controlled his mind, and stingily peeled off a small trace of that little divine power, and traveled all the way along the ghost veins.

Jiang Futing opened his eyes, and immediately after, a handful of almost transparent power, which did not even have a trace of hair, jumped out from his fingertips.

The power that seemed to be light and fluttering and could not even be compared to a silk thread, the moment it appeared, a violent wind surged without warning.

The terrifying energy swept the entire city into an irresistible storm in the blink of an eye at a terrifying speed.

The clouds in the sky were stirred up by a stick, heavy and light, piled up in a mess.

The trees in the streets were staggered like a typhoon rising from the ground.

The ghosts that have been lurking in the city are all like enemies, fleeing for their lives, like rats crossing the street, and immediately find a corner where they can hide and never dare to come out again.

Even the people who live in the city feel an invisible pressure that has no origin from the spirit.

It felt like everything in the air was coming from all directions, and the Grim Reaper followed with a bright scythe.

Just when everyone in the city was panicking, about to reach the top in an explosive way, the sense of urgency seemed to be pulled by someone, and everything came to an abrupt end.

The black clouds seemed to have drifted in the wrong place just now, and they scattered bustlingly, and the breeze blew away the suffocation that spread in the city without a trace.

The trees and flowers twisted two more times by inertia, and then returned to normal.

The hidden ghost seems to be just a resonant insanity, which will creep back tentatively.

Everything was only a few seconds, so fast that it was nothing more than a matter of thought, and when I turned around, the earth-shattering movement passed by in an instant.

It was as if the whole city had a brief nightmare.

Everything is on the right track, as it was, and it is still as it is.

The only difference is Luo Zhiqiu, who stayed by Jiang Futing's side.

Jiang Futing didn't expect that just a little bit of divine power would cause such an exaggerated vision of heaven and earth, and the moment he noticed that something was wrong, he immediately suppressed his breath back.

There will only be an invisible silk thread left, and he didn't realize that he had done something shocking, standing quietly on Jiang Futing's fingertips.

And Luo Zhiqiu was already scared to the point of malaise just by that breath, even if the aura converged, just by looking at it so closely, he could feel how the energy on it was destroying the world.

Although the ghost qi could flow normally, in front of the divine power, he didn't even dare to raise his head at all.

This is a kind of absolute, fundamental hierarchical oppression from the soul.

This is the same as what the turbidity brought to him at the beginning

Coercion is different, turbidity is just a simple suppression of strength, and this thing in front of you, just standing there quietly, can't hide that it is the supreme existence in the Three Realms, and it is the top of the food chain.

As long as the power is strong enough, it can even dominate the rules.

He nestled in the corner of the wall, looking at the thing in Jiang Futing's hand with fear in his eyes: "This ...... Is this, divine power? ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing saw that he was scared into a quail every day, after all, it was his own ghost servant, and he couldn't be startled so easily, and reminded lightly: "You don't have to hide so far." ”

Luo Zhiqiu didn't dare to refuse his order, but he was so afraid that he couldn't do it, and he moved a small step, and he was forced to walk out of the tragic momentum of rushing to the execution ground.

Jiang Futing didn't pay attention to his small movements, and fell into deep thought with the divine power on his fingertips.

He had thought that the little divine power in the fragment was limited, and it would be gone when it was used up.

After all, there is no such thing as divine power, which can be cultivated if you want to.

Either this point was missed that day, or it was because he swallowed the Qinglian fragment and absorbed the power at the same time, his physique was also unconsciously changed.

The former is unlikely, the latter ...... It doesn't seem likely.

Otherwise, when you are cultivating normally, you will be able to feel it.

It can't be so powerful that it can be directly self-reliant and self-evolving.

Luo Zhiqiu walked over tremblingly while he was thinking, puffing up a heart that was dead and broken, and he stood upright in front of the divine power.

This kind of invisible confrontation directly against the superior almost scared the ghost qi in his body to flow around, and frequently hit the south wall in his body, knocking Luo Zhiqiu to pieces, and his originally straight body curled up uncontrollably.

Jiang Futing pretended not to see anything, and raised his other hand to pat him on the back as if nothing happened.

The turbid qi poured into his body from the palm of his hand, directly and unceremoniously washing away the chaos in his body, and the ghost qi that was chaotic into a pot of porridge was easily put down.

Luo Zhiqiu slowly breathed a sigh of relief as if he was about to be amnestied.

Jiang Futing observed his reaction, and always felt as if he had inadvertently overlooked something.

When Luo Zhiqiu faced the divine power, that kind of fear and awe was simply impossible to resist, and it was not something that could be overcome by brute force, and the more he resisted, the more damage he would do to himself.

So the question is, why didn't he and Wang Sili react so exaggeratedly when they were in the dark water at that time.

Okay, even if he borrowed the light that devoured the fragments of the green lotus, his cultivation just barely stepped into the realm of the strong.

What about Wang Sili?

She has no artifact to rely on, no magic weapon, and no magic weapon to cultivate, so why doesn't she have a certain reaction to divine power?

There are also two strands of extreme yin and yang that suddenly burst out of her body that day, and I feel that what the artifact wants to get from her is not just as simple as the qi of the extreme yang.

Jiang Futing: "How do you feel now?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu moved: "It's still a little uncomfortable, but it's not as untenable as just now." ”

He regained the energy to speak, thinking that he could still raise his head in front of the divine power, and he didn't have time to raise his eyebrows when he was alive, and all of them vomited after death, and he thought about it endlessly.

The arrangement of this life is like that of the chosen one!

In his previous life, he was beaten by society, killed by a traitor, and then was pitied by God.

In a few seconds, Luo Zhiqiu had already written a vigorous drama for himself in his mind.

Jiang Futing saw that he was absent-minded, and looked at his eyebrows a little in the air.

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