The mission hall is still as deserted and lively as ever, with a clear shortcut between crowded and empty.

With the huge crystal lamp decorated in the center of the mission hall as the dividing line, the bright and brightly lit side has been bustling, and many apprentices in gray robes in front of the huge task panel are looking at many apprentice-level tasks, and from time to time there are apprentices like adventurers calling on apprentices to form a team to complete the task together.

"Hey, the pattern tree team is going to be dispatched again, this time the task is an apprentice-level collection task, safety is guaranteed, there is a lack of a mage who is good at healing spells, and the distribution method is interviewed."

"The Flowing Robe Squad only accepts trainee-level mages who have mastered at least two or more apprentice-level spells, and the task is to clean up the pheromone caterpillars in the eastern sea leaf forest, and set off the day after tomorrow"!

"Hemostatic ointment, Mercedes-Benz medicine, one exchange point and one copy without bargaining............"

In addition to the hustle and bustle of apprentices discussing tasks, there are also many gray-robed apprentices who are forming teams or promoting alchemical medicines, so the apprentice area of this mission hall seems to be as noisy as a vegetable market.

But compared to the hustle and bustle of the apprentice area, the situation in the mentor area is quiet, most of the formal mages who come here to take on the task are wearing low-key plain robes, using magic to cushion their feet to avoid making sounds, everyone's actions are light, and most of the conversations between mages and mages are also transmitted by magic.

As if deliberately taking care of this kind of atmosphere that was more welcoming to all formal mages, the entire mentor's quest area was gray in tone, with a light blue glow of crystal lamps that could only illuminate a small area, and only a few blue flame candles flickering slowly in the shadows of many corners.

Today, though, the cool tones of the entire mentor mission area have been disrupted.

I saw that in the middle of the hall, a fat old man wearing a big red robe that was out of step with the environment was greeting every soul mage around him with a big grin, and he would laugh inappropriately when he saw some young mages who had just been promoted to the official level.

Because of the existence of this fat old man, the painting style of the entire mage mission area has become strange.

But the strange thing is that in the face of this seemingly harmless and kind old man's behavior to break the atmosphere, the other mages can only smile awkwardly and greet respectfully, and then, those mages who were originally going to enter the mission hall will bypass far away or simply turn away.

Looking closely, the only person in the entire mission area who doesn't feel embarrassed is probably the fat old man himself.

There is no need to guess at all, anyone knows that this old man who wears a bright red dress from head to toe is the famous and wonderful person in the entire Gray Rain Country's Truth Thoughts Branch-Master Ben Rachel.

Today, for some reason, this guy actually came to the mission hall early, and then stayed here for a long time, only looking at the mission but not choosing the mission, as if he was waiting for something.

But no matter what he was waiting for, a master-level powerhouse could play a role in clearing the field by itself, at least during the time that Benlachel stayed in the mission hall, many mages who originally planned to come to the mission hall chose to "come back another day", and no one wanted to have something to do with a master-level powerhouse who was suspected of having a neurotic master.

And just like that, before I knew it, the time of the day passed............

It wasn't until night fell again on the branch of Truth Thoughts that Ben Rachel, who was already a little distracted, suddenly laughed and walked to the door of the hall:

"Oh, hey, Brother Sai'an, it's a coincidence, why did you open the mission hall, let me tell you, the legend is that the Siren mural in the hall will turn into a beautiful beauty one day in the hot sun season, do you also come to see it"?

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He didn't need to see the figure at all, just heard the "oops, dude Saian, what a coincidence", and the punk knew who was talking.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked into the hall, before Punk handed the reception mage his identity card, this self-cooked old pit "rolled" out like a ball, and he was still talking nonsense about "beautiful kraken".

Although there is a saying that "reach out and don't hit the smiling man", Punk is in a very bad mood right now, so he is not very polite to the fat old man of Ben Rachel:

"Don't talk nonsense, old fellow, don't you explain it now? Or do you mean that your so-called "big plan" has only half a year to live?"

The punk's face-to-face and merciless questioning was very abrupt, and Ben Rachel, who was caught off guard, could only stop awkwardly halfway, he scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then said with a wry smile:

"Alas, I can't help it, you have to know that a qualified businessman needs not only excellent minds, but also ............"

"No, no, no, my esteemed Mr. BenRachel-Nokani, as far as I know. There are only two words that a businessman needs most - success, and the excuse is that this kind of thing is never owned only by losers".

Punk's taunt sounded cold and emotionless, and a dumbfounded Ben Rachel could only follow Punk into the mission hall with a tangled face:

"Doom...... Okay, you have a point, but there are some things that a businessman or a senior mentor can't solve, and trust me, even if you don't do it. ”

Speaking of force majeure on the "business", Ben Rachel suddenly opened up the conversation, and he didn't care whether the punk was standing up or not, so he said it to himself:

"You are an alchemy master engaged in research, and as soon as you sit in the magic tower, fools will be sent to the door to be slaughtered, but you don't know how bad that group of red robes is, can you think about it, those fools actually went crazy enough to collectively attack the Gray Rain Country Professionals Council, just because the overall situation hosted by the Masters Guild was not pleasing to the eye!

Oh my God, the legendary boss of the Mage Guild "Scorcher" Ankazan Yanmei is doing research in the Hengdi Hills, and that group of red robes dared to destroy the city where the two mage unions are stationed and went crazy, and now I heard that the legendary archmages of other people are all alarmed, and who else in the recent Gray Rain Country dares to continue to trade with the red robes, in order to avoid the limelight, I have cut off the lines on the side of the red robes. ”

"Oh, yes"!

Listening to Ben Rachel's affectionate and complaining words, Punk didn't have any unnecessary reactions, he just continued to carefully look through the information of the mission, and then replied to Ben Rachel as if he was very absent-minded.

"Okay, I know you want to ask why the contact person on the red robe side broke off the black market and was abolished, I'll just say it bluntly, when the red robe attacked the mage union, he used the "withered heart" potion that he bought from you last time, this thing seems to be a little too powerful, the three cities and the surrounding rivers were all destroyed, I'm really afraid that the legend of the family will come to the door............"

"Isn't it just scared in a nutshell, how can there be so many excuses"!

Without waiting for Ben Rachel to finish, the already impatient punk named Ben Rachel's justification in one sentence!