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Alain, the equipment builder of the Ancient Society, did not live in the middle of nowhere, he lived in Hanover.

After Qiao Ji got the address, the two exited the misty space, and then he used his clairvoyance to check the situation near the address.

Everything works fine.

So, he got up from the bed, changed his clothes, eliminated the smell, teleported to the top of Mount Everest, felt the air pressure and cold wind here, and appeared in the desert in the next second, and in the middle of the Black Sea in the next second.

After a few jumps, he appeared in an ordinary family in the city of Hanover.

Because of the different time zones, it was already dark on Qiao Ji's side, and it was time to go to bed, but it was still daytime here.

An old man with a thin face and high cheekbones paced around the room, waiting for something.

When Qiao Ji appeared behind him, his steps also stopped.

The old house looks a little old, and the walls are a little peeling.

There are a lot of messy things in the house, as well as piles of discounted goods, and it seems that the family's economic level seems to be average, and it is not at all like the place where a blood-clothed priest should live.

"Your life is simple."

The outside world is not a foggy space, and the words spoken contain mental fluctuations, and everyone can understand the meaning, Qiao Ji does not know German, so he can only communicate with him in English.

"I don't want anything else, it's just that I was saved by the guild leader before, so I helped him make the Soul Eater Blood Suit, and he was also very relieved of me." Alan can understand English, after all, the members of the Ancient Society come from all over the world, and the blood-clothed priest Qiao Ji met seems to know several languages.

"In the past, I rarely attended the Blood-Cloaked Priest's meeting, but I often heard him talk about the Ancient Appreciation Society under his control, and we often drank and chatted here."

Alain took a bottle of wine from the cupboard, "Whiskey or beer?" ”

"I never drink alcohol."

At least that's how it is in this life.

People like him should be analyzing the meaning of these words, if it is true, then is the Black Emperor Jack Cooper abiding by some kind of doctrine and precepts?

This would be very helpful in investigating his identity.

"That's a shame."

He poured himself a glass, not acting too humble, like an old friend, and he seemed to have a good relationship with the previous president.

But Qiao Ji didn't care what his relationship with the previous president was, he only wanted the raw materials and production process of the Soul Eater Blood Clothes.

"What about the materials and crafting process of the Soul Eater Bloodcoat?"

When Alain heard the questioning, he picked up a pen, wrote on the paper, and tore off the note.

"Things are in the basement of this address, please be careful when you don't go there, I have put some explosives in the safe, do you need me to go with you?"

"You don't have to go."

Qiao Ji can go by himself, and leave when he gets the materials.

"Wait a minute."

Alain took out a red-covered notebook from the shelf, many of which had been rubbed black.

"This is my summary of the Soul Eater Blood Clothing making method and some experience, but overall it is not very difficult, but it will be more troublesome to collect souls."

And equipment blueprints? That's great.

This old man named Alan obediently took out these things as soon as they met, and it seemed that he was going to bet on Qiao Ji, the new president.

Does he think the new president can hit the moon?

Accepting the notebook, Qiao Ji also felt that this trip had a good harvest, after all, if Alan had been hiding, Qiao Ji would have some trouble finding him.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"There are indeed some things, the former president has some very important things in him, which is related to a spiritual realm, and he often borrows power from that spiritual realm, but I don't know who it is in at the moment."

"Borrowing power from the Spirit Realm?"

Qiao Ji thought of the sound killing flying sword, it can borrow power from a certain spirit realm, it can fly on its own, and it does not need the user to provide energy.

"Yes, it's a power that has to do with 'blood', which makes him exceptionally powerful."

Exceptionally powerful?

If it's not that it's still dead, then it's not a big deal if it's abnormally strong.

"Also, if you're going to meet the being behind death, be careful, he's completely devoid of human breath." Alain actually reminded this.

Qiao Ji put the hand holding the notebook behind his back, looked at him and said: "Death has taken refuge in the undead, and now he is one of them, and he plans to turn the ancient society into their people and open the way to conquer the earth." ”

Qiao Ji casually picked out this shocking secret, then looked at Alan and said slowly: "The price they gave is, immortality in death. ”

Alan was stared at by Qiao Ji and chose not to express his opinion, because it was not important, "It's expected, but I don't know what you mean, do you want to talk to them?" ”

"Of course, death is already prepared."

"I wonder how much time we have left, do we have to reintegrate the power of the Ancient Society? To be honest, I'm worried that the Ancient Guild has been corrupted by the Death Priest, and he may have contacted the other Priests in private. ”

Not to mention anything else, at least he entered the state quickly, and he was thinking about how to help Qiao Ji gather the power of the Ancient Society.

It seems that he is not as indifferent as he appeared before, and he is very enthusiastic about this kind of thing.

"Soon, in these two days. As for the power of the Ancient Society, even if it is to be used by me, it needs to be cleaned once, and this is a good opportunity to clean. ”

"As you wish, I'll gather intelligence for you."

Alan took out a folder, "These are the materials I prepared, as the maker of the Soul Eater Blood Suit in the organization, my old friend once told me some about their situation, please take a look at it, and if necessary, please call me at any time." ”

Qiao Ji probably looked through a few pieces of paper in the folder, and the situation of each main priest recorded on it was much more detailed than that of the international police, and he was worthy of being an internal ghost.

Even Alain's own information is available, and it is the most detailed.

It seems that he has put all his chips on Qiao Ji.

"You don't seem to want the undead to rule the world."

Alain's deep-set eyes revealed concern, "I don't want to be that kind of thing and have my bones shattered." ”

He didn't dare to say that he saw it all through, but became an undead and gained eternal life?

Come on, don't be funny.

Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about the undead who were killed casually by the black emperor in front of him some time ago, the undead on a street, all burned into ashes with a mouthful of flames, and some of them were Xuan-level.

And a mystic-level powerhouse like him took refuge in the past, how much worse could he end up than those cannon fodder? Will they give themselves a comfortable eternal life?

"Their class is much more terrifying than ours, and a small character like me can live well here, eat when you want, sleep when you want, and go over there?"

(End of chapter)