Gongsun Murong didn't figure out what was the difference between the locals and him, an outsider, in terms of mastering the rules, he felt that maybe the locals were used to the rules, and he was used to the basic research of the galactic civilization.

Anyway, he stayed, earning wages as Bisvanmais's assistant, and according to the difficulty of the real yàn, and the standard of stars that Palpalan needed to pay when he recovered, he would normally earn 20,000 yuan a day, and he would ask for it to be exchanged for one, five, and ten yuan, and no matter how large the amount was.

Originally, he went to the temple as an opportunity to learn, and the opportunity given by the temple was only one day, but with his excellent personal ability and excellent talent, he was not only able to continue to stay in the temple to study, but also to earn.

On the first day, he was paid 30,000 yuan for restoring 20 palpalans to their best condition, of which he took out 1,600 of them, 100 of them, 100 of them, 100 of them, and revised them according to the rules at night.

He could synthesize one hundred yuan of the twenty-seven materials of the previous three currencies, and after synthesizing, the remaining materials could be combined into one hundred yuan plus fifty yuan.

Now it is a hundred, and he can synthesize one hundred and ten hundred yuan, and there is a special thing with the least content among the three denominations, and only one-tenth is left after synthesizing once, which is just with the same kind of material contained in fifty yuan, and can make a hundred.

Naturally, there will be ten more copies of one hundred, that is, an extra thousand yuan, and there are still one hundred and ninety coins left, and Gongsun Murong continued to collect them. Then he approached Shianogina and asked her to help deliver the 11,000 yuan to Herama Dolangan.

This is regarded as his contribution to the people who helped him when he came, and as long as he earns money, he intends to give away a part of it every day, so that he can truly integrate himself into the people led by Heramadolan Gan.

He needs an identity, a long-term identity, for the people of this space to recognize him. In the future, I will also recognize Narasha, so I have to pay when I have to give.

At present, his contribution to the people of Herama Dolangan is far smaller than the gain, and the tribe will not be able to help him for the time being, but he does not think that he is at a loss, and he intends to lead the people of Herama Dolangan to gradually expand their power, and then slowly gain the corresponding power through his own efforts.

As for what it will be like in the future, he didn't think about it for the time being, the only thing he knew was that as long as he got to a place, he could still cooperate with the people in that place. In the end, he promised to build up his power.

This may be determined by one's own character, or it may be an ethereal, so-called fate.

Bisivanmais didn't know Gongsun Murong's plans, and when he collected all the information about this Gongsun after he came over without a name, he found that he really couldn't find the place where the other party came from, even if he borrowed the power of the gods.

Then he was very happy to see that this grandson had given 11,000 yuan to Hera Ma Dolangan, and he was relieved for the time being, he felt that a person who was willing to work hard to repay after someone had helped him once was not a bad person.

Wait for everyone else to rest. Bissivanmais did the five realities he had made today from scratch again, still the kind that didn't need Palpalan's help.

In a moment of joy, his eyes were fixed on a small separate platform in the real yàn room, where one hundred and three materials were placed.

The morning after Gongsun Murong came to the temple. After eating all kinds of fried meat and vegetables, and drinking a large glass of milk, I finally decided that not everyone's breakfast is stewed.

Before he could taste the sap wine brewed by the temple. Bissivanmais appeared directly in front of him with a scepter in his hand, pulled him and continued to run towards the real room.

Gongsun Murong was very worried about today's Shi Yàn because he saw that Bisvanmais's eyes were bloodshot. Obviously, the other party didn't sleep or didn't sleep well last night, and was in a state of euphoria.

According to normal reasoning, the other party is so excited, it is guaranteed that he has thought of something better, and what was once difficult to complete, so he pulls himself to do it in a state of excitement......

"Gongsun Nameless, do you know? This year, there is a conjecture circulating in the circle of our fifth-rank shrines, putting the far shore stone, the flooding vine, and the paste purple pulp...... There are one hundred and three other materials mixed together, and it is theoretically possible to create a weapon that can be used to imprison the power of all the gods, oh, it is the power of the gods to imprison the power of the gods, if I can complete it, we will definitely get more rewards and resources than the Temple of the Capodis Star, before ......"

Bisivanmais pulled Gongsun Murong to the Shiyàn room, stood on a separate platform, and told him the reason for his excitement.

Gongsun Murong first knew that the temple was a huge organization, divided into five levels, the temple that governed a planet was the lowest fifth, and they were governed by the fourth-class temple, and then it was a hierarchical system.

Secondly, he understood why the two pink Palpalans, namely Hoarse and Hoarse, almost died.

Bissivanmais wanted to complete this realism himself, and he used his daughter's pet, because the abilities of the other twenty Parpalans were absolutely not capable of supporting a realization. As a result, his real yàn still failed, and his daughter's pet was seriously injured.

Today, then, I am going to save my life as a nanny, and I will keep restoring the health of the twenty-two Parpalands, so that Bissivanmais can complete the reality.

Looking at Bisivanmais's excited appearance, Gongsun Murong was even more worried, and he had to ask for details: "Bisivanmais, can you tell me how long you have been supported by Huhuluo and Huhuluo Bo during the last realization?"

"Oh, I remember, by the time I put the sixtieth material in, the poor ones had already fallen, and fortunately, the other twenty Parparans protected the real room, but three, even the ones you treated yesterday, would take a long time to recover. ”

Bissivanmais thought for a moment and gave an answer.

Gongsun Murong admired the boldness and madness of the other party, the two Parpalan only supported the sixtieth material, and there were forty-three copies behind, and Bisivanmais dared to do it again, because with himself?

It's purely a matter of playing with life, and any researcher understands that when a material is added, the difficulty will inevitably increase geometrically as the type of material increases.

They can provide Palpalan with astlars, but Palpalan can't absorb astral rays instantly, they need a process, even if the twenty-two Palpalans in the temple shoot at the same time, the speed of absorbing the starlight will not be able to keep up with the speed they pay.

"Bisivanmais, let me ask, why don't you give this theory to the fourth-rank temple or higher?" Gongsun Murong is not ready to help Bisivanmais do the real thing, it is an impossible task, why bother if you have to send Palpalan to death.

"Sue sù, they also have people who are specifically responsible for research, but you must know that there are many topics in our temple, and it is impossible for them to invest too much in the theory made by a fifth-class temple circle, not to say that the problems raised by the fifth-class temple have already been studied by the higher temples, and in terms of difficulty, they are actually the same, but the people of the high-level temples have strong personal abilities and have a large number of parpalans.

Sometimes the lower temples have contributed more than the people of the higher temples, and the head of the lower temple can be promoted to a higher rank, or become a member of the fourth-class temple administrators, or be transferred to a fifth-class temple with a larger area of management.

This is our dream, an honor that can be recognized by God, and in the circle of the fifth-class shrine, everyone is working hard. I think the current project is a good opportunity, and with your help, I can definitely succeed. ”

As Bisivanmais introduced the situation, the color of blood in his red eyes seemed to become more and more bewitching, and his body trembled slightly with excitement.

Gongsun Murong blinked his eyes and looked at Bisivanmais carefully, he really didn't know what to say, he knew that he couldn't do it, could this be a kind of spirit? It's a mental illness, right?

Gongsun Murong believes that this statement of knowing that it is impossible should not be the current situation, but that he clearly knows that the completion rate of this reality is very low, but he still has to find a way to complete it, but he is not very clear that he will inevitably fail to do it, and he still has to do it immediately.

Then he suddenly understood why Bisivanmis felt that he was sure of success, Bissivanmis didn't know that Palpaland's starlight restoration required a process, and he probably thought that if he wanted to recover fù immediately, he would be able to recover quickly, as long as he could work hard as a nanny, it would be fine.

Gongsun Murong didn't want to kill the twenty-two Parpalans, so he said to Bisivamus: "Listen to me, my ability can't make Parpalan recover in an instant, but when their ability consumes faster than their speed, they fail. yes, I'm pretty sure, so, I think, we're going to have to get more Palpalan first, or make the other twenty Palpalans pink as well. ”

"No, no, you can, I believe in you, I'll pay you more, you say, you can. Bisivanmais was not willing to accept Gongsun Murong's statement at all, and he stared at Gongsun Murong with his blood-red eyes, expecting to get a firm answer from the other party's mouth.

Gongsun Murong shook his head: "I really can't do it, it has nothing to do with me, it's Palpalan who can't bear it, please listen to me, find more Palpalan, or you can borrow it from someone else, and help you return it after you finish it." ”

"No, no one will borrow it, you can't imagine the rarity of Palpaland, the place where they are stored is too dangerous for us, and only if we are lucky, we can only find a few, and they are all controlled by the first-class temple, and only if we contribute, can we be rewarded. ”

Bisivanmais muttered in despair, the gaze in his blood-red eyes darkening.

Gongsun Murong's eyes lit up, and from Bisivanmais's words, he could tell that Palpalan was not exclusive to the temple, and the temple was going to try his luck.

If...... If you try your luck in the same way, will the Palpalan you get belong to you? A Palpalan that is higher than the rules of space here can play a huge role in both research and war.

So he asked, "Bissivanmais, can you tell me where that place is, and perhaps we may be able to receive God's favor and have more of God's eyes on earth." (To be continued......)