Chapter Twenty-Six: Driven to the Intermediate Field
Yue Fu raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and took out the information registered by Zhen Cheng from his arms.
"Sir, when you registered, you wrote an ordinary level 9 imperial beast, an orange cat."
"I think she's quite strong, has she broken through?"
"If you have reached the elite level, you are qualified to challenge in the intermediate field."
Yue Fu was afraid that Zhen Cheng would interrupt, so he finished speaking like a machine gun, and then looked at Zhen Cheng expectantly.
Zhen Cheng was overjoyed.
That's right, Intermediate Field!
How did he not think of it.
But......
His brow furrowed, and he pretended to be pensive.
Originally, he wanted to bite Xiao Tuanzi to death and didn't advance, but the ordinary level of the imperial beast can kill the leader-level imperial beast, which is too ridiculous.
He can only change the breakthrough.
"Manager Yue, my family is small...... Fat Tangerine has just broken through, and it is still unstable, and the intermediate field is too dangerous, you know. β
After speaking, Zhen Cheng raised his eyebrows and gave an expression that all men understand.
Manager Yue understood in seconds, and hurriedly took out the prepared card from his pocket.
"This is the prize you guarded before, and a little bit of caution on my part."
Speaking of this, he glanced at the sleeping little ball.
He swallowed, "Your imperial beast should be tired, go back and rest for a while, buy some beast crystals to replenish, it's not a respect." β
He looked at Zhen Cheng nervously.
Normally, there are not many people who come to guard it in a year.
Last month, he was quite happy to see someone start a ring match and help him attract some traffic.
As a result, this guy turned out to be just a month.
I can win more than a dozen games every day.
The big orange cat couldn't wake up, and he was stunned to win all battles.
No one challenged, he was so stinky and shameless that he asked one by one, so scared that many beast envoys didn't dare to come.
Now the junior field not only loses customers, but also has to pay sky-high bonuses every day.
Yue Fu only felt extremely painful.
After several meetings, he decided that a long pain was better than a short one.
He wanted to feed Zhen Cheng at one time, and then let him happily go to the Huohuo Intermediate Field.
Zhen Cheng stared at the bank card with both eyes, but he couldn't help it.
"Manager Yue, this is not good, I ......"
Zhen Cheng's face was covered by the shadow of the hat, although Vietnam couldn't see clearly, but with his seniority as an old fritter for many years.
He knew that it would most likely be done.
He finally put a heart in his stomach.
He smiled and stuffed the card into Zhen Cheng's arms.
"The little brother is talented, so he should make a friend, it's good!"
"Looking forward to you shining in the intermediate field!"
After speaking, Yue Fu patted Zhen Cheng on the shoulder and turned to leave.
He didn't stop for a moment, and walked all the way back to his office.
There was a room full of people in his office, and they were all nervous when they saw him come back.
"Have you negotiated?"
"Which card was given?"
"Did he increase the price!"
Yue Fu looked calm and slowly stretched out five fingers.
Everyone was stunned.
A man suddenly burst into foul language.
"Fifty million? Why didn't he go and grab it! It's too much! β
Others have also expressed their displeasure.
Yue Fu just smiled at the corners of his mouth, looking at them behind his hands.
"Lao Yue, why are you still standing there, if you don't get that uncle away, we won't be able to finish our performance!"
Seeing that they are getting more and more excited.
Yue Fu couldn't hold it back, he laughed, and the sound of the last laugh trembled.
"Are you still worried about my departure?"
"The first card I gave only had 500,000 yuan in it, and the prize money he didn't receive was three or four hundred thousand."
As soon as the words fell, everyone fell silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter......
Yue Fu took a total of three cards, 500,000, 1 million, and 2 million.
They had only one purpose, to send Zhen Cheng away.
If Zhen Cheng knew, he didn't know what his expression would be.
But at this time, he took the card, hugged the small ball to eat, and then went home to sleep.
Tomorrow we will march to the intermediate field!
Zhen Cheng Meimei woke up from sleep, hugged the small group, and the first stop was the supermarket.
He's going to pick out a mask for himself that drags Baku to the sky!
Otherwise, they will find their own signatures one by one and send money to themselves.
What if they recognize their charming and handsome face!
One person and one rat argued for a full fifteen minutes, one with a pale grimace and the other with a cute cute meow.
Zhen Cheng felt that grimace was hopelessly domineering!
But Xiao Tuanzi prefers the mask of that meow.
Zhen Cheng took the mask and said righteously: "I am a man, how can I wear such a cute mask?" Lose my identity! β
But after looking at it carefully for a few seconds, he touched his chin.
"It seems kind of cute."
Xiao Tuanzi nodded frantically.
In the end, Zhen Cheng was still satisfied and put the grimace on his face.
Of course, that cute meow was also bought by him, ready to go home and take a few selfies to enjoy.
"Humph! Stinky and shameless white-eyed wolf! β
Xiao Tuanzi got into his pocket angrily, saying that he would not come out of anything.
In the end, he was tempted out by Zhen Cheng with 200 cups of milk tea and turned into a fat orange.
I heard that in the ring of the intermediate field, winning one game is 10,000 soft girl coins.
Zhen Cheng felt that countless small money was beckoning to him!
He was still a little apprehensive before, but Xiao Tuanzi was as tough as ever.
Anyway, it wasn't him who was beaten, Zhen Cheng didn't bother to think about it, strode into the middle of the field, and went straight to the ring.
Challenge anything, no level.
In case he was despised again like when he first went to the primary field.
Now the nature of the mind is different.
He's tsundere!
Stand!
So, he walked straight to the ring from the door calibre, and after swiping his hand, he concave the shape that he thought was handsome.
"Good morning, Beast Envoys!"
"Welcome to the challenge, my family is small, and my fat orange can't be killed!"
As a result, his enthusiastic challenge words fell directly to the ground.
No one responded.
Everyone was so busy with their own challenges that no one even had a break.
Zhen Cheng was embarrassed, he scratched his head, why didn't he play according to the script?
He thought he would attract attention when he got in the ring.
As a result, he made a lot of nonsense, and still no one paid attention?
Intermediate matches can be entered from elite to boss level, but they are still dominated by elite level.
Because those who can contract to the leader level are basically beast envoys above the third order, and their status is extraordinary.
Even if you want to train, you have your own special training room.
Zhen Cheng was a little bald.
If no one challenges this, where will he make money?
At this time, a challenge table competition ended, and a beast envoy sighed.
He leaned over to the ring, "Brother, you are a little familiar with this beast?" β
When Zhen Cheng saw someone coming, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's, I was in the primary field beforeβ"
Before he could begin his boasting, he saw the man ponder for a while, and suddenly realized.
"I remember! This is the fat orange of Uncle Liu at the gate of our school! β