"It's me, I'm back" How many poignant memories of Bahrain are in a simple sentence?

Old friends who saw each other again stood up and embraced, and now that Bahrain has become a new war hero, there is no shortage of ordinary citizens who can recognize him.

The population in the Blood Sea is not large, there are only more than 100,000 people in total, most of them belong to ordinary civilians, even the awakened and bloodline warriors who have not yet been promoted are not many.

Extraordinary power is in the hands of a very few people after all, and the brilliant heart of molten fire slowly revolves around Bahrain, making the people in the café a little dazzled and envious.

When there is a clear difference in the individual power of human beings, democracy becomes a slogan that can only be used as a concept.

The difference in individual strength naturally divides the hierarchy of human beings, no matter how benevolent the high-ranking beings are, but the difference in strength will always bring invisible pressure to the low-ranking beings around him.

The citizens only spoke with Bahrain with excitement and a little nervousness, and the dazzling molten heart, even if there was no excess power radiating, made ordinary people feel instinctively ashamed of themselves.

In the face of the absolute power gap, the low-level will unconsciously feel awe of the high-level power controller.

Even the old friends of the year looked at Bahrain returning to civilized society with some restraint, let alone ordinary citizens?

The enthusiastic citizens did not cause much trouble to Bahrain and the others, and after a few simple exchanges, the citizens in the café gradually dispersed.

Bahrain's experience of exile has become the most curious story of old friends.

The experiences of these years were exchanged with each other, and all kinds of interesting stories from the former school days were also rediscovered from the pile of old papers in memory.

"I have something I want you to help me with," said Balin in a deep voice. This meeting with old friends is not just a simple reunion.

Looking at the familiar faces of the crowd, Balin continued: "I have some chance, and now I have received an investment from His Excellency the Lord to build an arcane tower in the crater. The new company has been registered, but now I don't have my own team. I hope you can help me!"

"What exactly?" asked Victor as a leader. Arcanists have a long lifespan, and as long as they are promoted to full-fledged arcanists, they can easily live for more than a thousand years. Even ordinary awakened people have more than two hundred years of life.

As a result, the social structure of the entire Arcanist civilization is too fixed, and it often takes a long time for lower-level Arcanists to advance their status in the original social structure.

For Bahrain's invitation, these young people who have just graduated are quite moved.

"I have some ideas, and I want to try to study some construction equipment that adapts to new energy. Bahrain lifted his coffee cup and took a sip, feeling the mellow aroma unique to civilized society. This is the most extravagant fantasy of exile outside.

"Research team?" someone asked.

"It's not just the research team, I want to do something bigger. For the time being, we can only cooperate with Lord's company, but new energy is a brand new cake, and I want to grab some more shares as soon as possible before others get involved. In the future, you will need your help to find new craters and build new mana furnaces. Bahrain looked at his old friends very seriously. These old friends are Bahrain's own social network. No young person wants to be conditioned by others forever, and independent development is the most basic human nature.

"That's a good idea, what are your plans?" someone asked.

"It's just some ideas, let's try to study some construction equipment to register patents. Accumulate capital and look for new volcanoes. When the time comes, we will form a new company together. How's that?" said Bahrain, somewhat excitedly sketching out the blueprint of his vision.

"I'm fine, the work of the Elemental Adjustment Bureau has always been boring" Victor shrugged, putting aside his awkward obsessive-compulsive disorder, this guy was actually very easy to get along with.

"I didn't have a problem, my family arranged me in a graduate school after graduation. In the past few years, I have been trying to find a better way to use energy all day long, and it is very boring to be the same. Another man with a hooked nose pouted.

"I'm currently in the military, and it's a bit of a hassle to leave my job. But I'll take care of it soon enough to join you!"

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Young people are full of adventure and always fantasize that they can do something big. Bahrain, as an old friend and classmate, now has a very bright future, these young men are holding back a lot of energy to realize their life value and achieve financial freedom.

Soon the seven young people reached a consensus that since they had an opportunity, they naturally wanted to make a career. Young people are always like this, with blood boiling in their bodies. Perhaps only those who have truly experienced the harsh blows of society will truly understand that the world has never been as beautiful as imagined.

How can there be a smooth sailing life? It's just that the young men at this moment are all immersed in their own fantasies. The more they talked, the more excited they became, and it seemed that the next moment they would be able to stand on the top of the world.

On this day, the old friends who had been reunited for a long time chatted late. After coming out of the café, a group of people wanted to make an appointment to go to the tavern again. With the hot-blooded impulse of their youth, the reason for their drinking gradually changed from celebrating the safe return of Bahrain to celebrating the glorious future of their careers.

It wasn't until late at night that Bahrain and the others came out of the tavern with staggering steps and shoulder to shoulder.

"Hey, Christine is married. You know what?" shouted Victor as he whipped wine and hooked his shoulders around Balin.

"She loves to tie the knot!" Bahrain burped and waved his hand in a seemingly chic manner: "I forgot about this woman a long time ago!"

"Man, don't hold back. If you're not happy, just say it, it's a big deal that a few of our brothers will accompany you to snatch her back!" the man with the hooked nose walked beside him and patted Bahrain on the shoulder.

"Fuck off! I'm not interested!" Barin pretended to be indifferent, "It won't be long before we can make a lot of money." When the time comes, seven girls will be sent to each person. Seven days a week, sleep in a different way!hahaha!"

"That's okay! Boss, you're my own boss. I've got twins!" the man with the hooked nose laughed, his arm hooked around Balin's neck.

"Wow......" There was a nauseous vomiting sound behind him. A few people turned their heads to see that the pungent smell of vomit made their already uncomfortable stomach pouches immediately turn over the river.

"Wow......"

"Wow!"

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The seven men held on to the tree pole and kept spitting, not minding the passers-by pointing at them.

Official Arcanists are not common even within the Blood Sea Enchantment, and most of the time they are concentrated in the Hanging Gardens at the top of the Lord Arcane Tower.

"Bahrain, is that you?" Bahrain, who was holding on to the tree pole and vomiting, suddenly heard a familiar female voice behind him.

The sound was like a thunderbolt exploding in his heart, and he didn't care about the vomit hanging from the corner of his mouth. Bahrain suddenly turned to look.

Not far behind him stood a man and a woman. The woman is quite sexy and beautiful, with long blonde hair supplied on her shoulders. His arms were wrapped around the tall man beside him, and his red lips had a deadly seduction.

"Hey, Christine...... Long time no see. ”