Chapter 140: Can the capital of the salted fish turn over

Looking at the huge, swarthy, smiling, and slightly nervous bear face in front of him, Feng Shitian smiled, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth: "That, if I join, what's the benefit?" ”

Zhuang Junnan's heart, when he heard this, he finally fell back into his heart with a "horn" from his throat, it turned out that this little guy had been entangled for a long time, because he was afraid that there would be no benefit: "Shi Tian, as long as you join our Refiner Guild, then you are the vice president, in the guild, as long as it is a right that I can exercise, you can exercise it!" ”

Zhuang Junnan, as he spoke, took out a black iron token: "You take this, this is the vice president's order!" ”

If in normal times, Zhuang Junnan so simply promised a person the position of vice president, and also allowed him to exercise the rights of the president, then there would have been a lot of opposition below.

But this time, none of the refiners spoke out against it, on the contrary, they very much hoped that Feng Shitian could join the guild, not to mention the vice president, even if Zhuang Junnan said that there would be no problem in letting Feng Shitian be the president.

"......" Feng Shitian looked at the vice president's order, which was made of dark iron and engraved with a hammer, which was the most commonly used casting hammer among refiners, but she didn't take it.

Feng Shitian has always understood that in this world, there is absolutely no free lunch, since people give you benefits, then you must have to pay.

"So what do I need to do for the guild?" Feng Shitian asked.

"Ahem!" When Zhuang Junnan heard this, he coughed, and then laughed: "Shi Tian, actually, you don't need to do anything, as long as you can achieve the ranking for our guild in the Great Cold of the Continent Refiners in a year's time, then you can, and in this, no matter what you need, within the guild, below me, everyone will fully cooperate with you, and support you!" ”

"......" Feng Shitian lowered his head and pondered.

Her contemplation was so annoying to the refiners.

You must know that the continent-wide refiner competition is held once every ten years, and in the past hundred years, their guild has never had an amazing genius, although each realm will send people to participate, but every time they can't get a ranking.

You must know that there will always be resources transferred over there, and it also depends on the potential of your guild, whether it is worth it or not, and will always transfer a lot of resources to you.

To put it bluntly, that is, there are no talents in your guild that are worth spending a lot of effort to cultivate. Therefore, the competition in each realm is an assessment that will always be used to measure the share of resources transferred by each guild.

Of course, their branch is the bottom one every time, which also leads to the fact that the refiners in their guild, no matter which guild they go to, will be laughed at by others, and they can't straighten their waists at all!

Over the years, if it weren't for Zhuang Junnan's teacher being an elder of the guild and often opening a back door for them, then I am afraid that their guild would all die of poverty.

Now it can be said that everyone has put all their hopes on Feng Shitian.

Whether they can turn over the salted fish depends on Feng Shitian.

"Bah, bah, ......" The entire refiner guild was quiet, so quiet that only the heartbeat of everyone could be heard.

And those pairs of eyes were staring at Feng Shitian's body, as long as Feng Shitian made any small move, everyone would be nervous for a long time.