The bar at the Prince Hotel in Waikiki, Hawaii, is dimly lit and has a vague atmosphere. Not far away, a band was playing melodious and soothing blues music, soft notes like weeping, like the cry of the helpless in pain, while God mercifully comforted and responded with healing.

Hao Song and the other six sat comfortably on a leather sofa, and the air conditioning in the bar was turned on to 20 degrees, which is a comfortable temperature for drinking (coconut milk) and relaxing. With coconut milk in hand, the atmosphere is relaxed, and small talk is essential.

Dressed in a white frilled dress, Christina folded her slender right leg casually on her left leg, and with a smile on her face, she recounted to Mo Yanling, who was drinking coconut milk with a pouting mouth, that when she was a minor, she secretly drank the family's beer but was discovered by her father, and then punished for drinking a bottle of "Huoxiang Zhengqi Water" imported from the Celestial Empire.

Christina made an exaggerated wry face and said, "Oh my God! That's the worst thing I've ever drunk in my life!" And my father punished me for the reason that a mentally developing minor who consumes alcohol is prone to paralyzing his mind, which means that he becomes stupid. As a result, I didn't dare to drink until I was 19 years old!"

Mo Yanling, a Lori Taoist priest wearing a small shirt with a round neck painted with a gossip pattern, immediately looked at the big drunkard Edward Mierro when he heard this, and then nodded thoughtfully, not knowing what he had blackened someone in his mind.

Edward Mierro, who was tired of dealing with Situ Town, didn't care about Mo Yanling's strange eyes, his eyes were always involuntarily attracted by Christina's overlapping beautiful legs, and his heart was itching to play with it...... In the words of some fanatical foot control: I can play with this leg for a year!

Contrary to the style of her best friend, Angelina, a mixed-race beauty in a black translucent dress, leaned forward and took over the topic of her best friend and continued: "And drinking coconut milk to cool off the heat can also be beautiful and healthy!"

Mo Yanling turned his head to look, but saw that Angelina's chest was full of waves and peaks and peaks leaning forward, and he almost didn't see her fall in! But soon her eyes became firm, and she called the waiter: "Please give me a big glass of milk! Thank you!" It seems that this is a rumor to try to practice "milk breast enlargement".

Women can talk about beauty and maintenance for a lifetime, as long as they don't give up on themselves because of old age. And the whispered conversation between Hao Song and Daoist Mo seemed relatively vulgar.

"Professor Kidney Deficiency, Edward and I have helped so much this time, there should be some task rewards to share, right?" Hao Song looked very excited, rubbing his hands and asking, looking like an addict asking "Do you have the goods?"

And Daoist Mo was like a vampire who had just finished drinking his aunt's blood feast, took a handkerchief and wiped the dark red liquid from his mouth, and replied in a low voice: "In the future, you are not allowed to mention the Dao number of the poor Dao...... C-level purchase privilege once, 20 credits. ”

Hearing this, Hao Song showed an expression of great insult to his personality, and said in shock: "Laugh me!? I wasted so much effort (the author has watered so many words) to only 20 credits? The previous D-level missions in the Rocky Mountains were all given B-level purchase permission once, and 95 credits! How can I give a 998 or something like this time!" This is the task feedback message he only received yesterday.

Daoist Mo was angry when he heard this, and said in a big mouth: "As long as 998, you are stupid to watch TV shopping, right? Your kid's risk assessment from the last mission was later upgraded to B-, so it's normal to have so many!"

Hao Song saw that he couldn't do it, so he had to ask unwillingly: "What about this time? This time, I am righteous and awe-inspiring, born and dead, with a knife in my ribs, righteous and thin, and I will not give up, I will not give up, I will not give up, I will shake the tiger's body, and I will be a pillar of optimus ......."

"Enough! Don't show idioms and lower limits here! And the last two words are what the hell. Mo Yudao couldn't stop crying and laughing, and then took out his mobile phone and showed it to Hao Song, "You check it out, it says 30 credits for C-level tasks." It's a lot to be able to give more than half of you both. ”

"That's right, right!?mission evaluation guys!" Hao Song looked at the display in disbelief, "I think there is at least a B-level risk when I go this way!" said and took another big sip of vodka to pressurize.

Daoist Mo spread his hands helplessly and said, "What do you want to do against a group of ordinary people?" If it weren't for the intervention of other mind cultivators, Bacheng wouldn't even have a C-level risk assessment this time, at most it would be a D+. ”

Edward Mierro, who listened to it for a long time, said: "20 credits is good, equivalent to 200,000 US dollars!" This unlucky kid is used to being poor, and for 20 credits, he can eat fried chicken and vodka for almost a month. But as soon as he came to the academy, Hao Song's appetite for tens of millions of dollars had been stretched too much, and 20 credits was only enough for him to stuff his teeth.

"I didn't expect the internship to be so miserable! It's just like a landlord's child/worker! Sure enough, it's still a black job like gathering crowds to gamble/gamble to make money ......quickly," Hao Song pinched his chin and began to seriously think about how to open a new pit after he went back.

Daoist Mo wiped his sweat and persuaded: "No one knew the king before, and your winning face was really low, so many people were recruited. However, if you want to fool a group of mind cultivators, I am afraid that it will not be easy for the second time. Seeing Hao Song frowning, obviously understanding that this matter was not as simple as he said, the Kidney Deficiency Dao Chief breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Besides, even if he has more credits, he has no purchase authority, and he can only buy some ordinary goods. It's still necessary to do internships!"

Thinking of the communication role of "Whale Roar" in this incident, as well as its amazing S-class purchase authority, he couldn't help but nod his head, and reluctantly accepted this statement.

Mo Yudao let out a long sigh and said, "So there is a saying in the Night's Watch University: the more tasks you do, the more you like the spirit over the same kind. This is because the tasks related to people and even mind cultivators are quite troublesome, and the benefits are even more surprisingly low......"

Hao Song's eyes flashed and said, "But the established connections may be priceless, right?" After speaking, he and Daoist Mo looked at each other and smiled, full of affection (strange). If Mo Daoshi knew that Mr. Kadir had already owed Hao Song a favor, he didn't know what his feelings would be.

At the end of this topic, Hao Song saw that Daoist Mo was also a little drunk, and quickly took the opportunity to ask a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time: "How did Abdul Qadir do it?"

Although there was no beginning or end to this question, Daoist Mo's eyes narrowed when he heard it, and a glimmer of light flashed, and he asked, "Hao Xiaoyou, are you here to promote the performance?"

"Otherwise, you won't tell me that magic really exists, that middle-aged painter is actually a 'horse monkey soju' magical girl!?" Hao Song spread his hands, his mouth full of mellow and intoxicating rich wine.

"Hey ......" Mo Yudao smiled bitterly, looked in the direction of the airport with his wine glass and recalled something, and only after a long time did he turn his head and say, "The duty of this trip is to monitor him." However, I was very ashamed...... Poor Dao didn't notice what he had done!" said him, with a rare look of shock on his face that could not be concealed.

"Uh......" Hao Song didn't know why, and tried to analyze, "Is it because Dao Master you have still been exploring the Creation Realm for a shallow time?"

Mo Yudao continued to smile bitterly and shook his head, drank the last bit of wine, and then said in a low voice: "Do you think that Professor Gu Yu would be so careless and arrange people with unequal strength to carry out this task?...... According to the information, Kadir has just arrived in the Creation Realm not long ago!" After speaking, he showed a stunned expression.

The cowardice is still confused, and it is difficult to understand Mo Yudao's mood if he does not reach the same realm. But Hao Song still guessed: "Daoist, you shouldn't be doubting your own heart, right?" With his experience in mind cultivation, he also knew this point. But doubting one's heart is a big problem.

Mo Yudao was so angry when he heard the words that he almost jumped up: "What are you saying that is unlucky?

"It looks like it's not far from death......" Hao Song replied in a serious and serious manner. This time, the head of the kidney deficiency Dao didn't say a word, grabbed the coconut shell that his daughter had just drunk, and was about to stuff it into the mouth of the coward, "Look at the old way, don't choke you crow's mouth!"

After a seemingly childish joke, Daoist Mo began to explain seriously: "Originally, these things should not be told to you little ones in the Ming Realm, but considering that you may also deal with other Creation Realm sages in the future, it is good to have some understanding. "Well, in this way, when I go out and meet a sage in the future, I will dare to go to great health care (beauty) with him (her).

Hao Song approached with interest, looking humbly seeking advice. The Kidney Void Dao Master was very satisfied, and he solemnly continued: "To measure the strength of the Creation Realm Sages, there are four points. The first is the genetic element, the second is the spiritual energy level, the third is the idealistic thought, and the fourth is the materialist scientific attainment. ”

After hearing this, Hao Song couldn't help but complain in his heart: "There are still materialist scientific attainments! Speak like a scientist! Aren't mind cultivators the most unscientific guys?" But he knew that he must not say this, otherwise it would be troublesome for Daoist Mo to refuse to say it again in anger.

"Poor Dao is confident that he will not lose to him in hard cultivation at one or two points, and if he has attained materialist scientific attainments, he holds a doctorate degree from Shanghai Ocean University of Technology, which is only stronger than him. Thinking about it this way, he must have a very strong heart for special effects......" When he said this, Mo Daoshi looked very worried.

"It's easy to steal weapons and equipment out of the Chi Gong Party's warehouse. However, the metal elements in the concrete wall are integrated into an electromagnetic shielding net, the bulletproof glass is made by adding organic components such as polycarbonate fiber layers to ordinary glass, and the high-explosive/explosive is synthesized by unknown methods and put into the building...... With his Creation Realm cultivation alone, not to mention that the gods are unaware of ghosts, even if he does it with all his might without distraction, it should be difficult to do!"

The more he spoke, the more he frowned, snatched Hao Song's vodka and poured it, and said fiercely: "If you continue to develop with Kadir's ability, you want to usurp God!"

At this time, Daoist Mo also seemed to be unable to control himself, and he said excitedly: "What is religion? The current religion seems to be just a tool for people to regulate their spirits. However, from the beginning of its birth until the rise of Renaissance materialism, it has always been a tool for the superior to control and oppress the inferior, and a source of comfort for the poor and inferior. What is the difference between a religious conservative practitioner and an idealist radical except that he worships the only supreme god and not himself? What the poor Dao really fears is Qadir's ambition...... This is just the beginning......!

"Poor drunk, I don't know what to do. After saying this slightly disguised sentence, he breathed a long sigh of relief, closed his eyes and silently recited, "Hold on to your heart, no vain thoughts." "Just sit cross-legged on the couch.

Hao Song also responded with great interest: "I'm also drunk, and I don't remember anything about tonight." Except for your favorite Russian aunt. ”

"Hurry up and forget about that kind of thing!"

"Materialism is also a religion. It's just closer to the truth of the world. - Abdul Qadir]