Ying Renping stood in place, pondered for a moment, and then came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he found that the first rays of light in the sky had been cast, and the sky was about to brighten.

"All-out war! I don't know how many heroes and heroes will be born, and how many great powers will fall! War, are we Terrans ready?"

Ying Renping muttered as he walked towards the high chair. The all-out war is not like this time the first expedition of the Protoss invaded the big win city, the cruelty of the war is far from being comparable to this witch palace battle, only those who have experienced the pain of war can truly understand the horror of war.

At the entrance of the Witch Palace, at this time, Zhou Fuyao had just been inspected for his waist card and put into the Witch Palace. Entering the Wu Palace, Zhou Fuyao felt a burst of comfort all over his body, which felt like a bucket of cold water on a hot day.

"What a good place!" Zhou Fuyao stared at the towering Fusang giant tree with awe-inspiring eyes, and then walked in the direction of the Hall of Merit.

At this time, it was already early in the morning, and there were already quite a few monks heading in the direction of the Hall of Merit. Entering the Hall of Merit is like entering a newly emerging vegetable market, although it is not as crowded as the crowded scene when Zhou Fuyao came to take over the task during the day yesterday, but it is already bustling.

Zhou Fuyao entered the Hall of Merit and went straight to the side hall where he took over the task yesterday. Except for a few men sitting behind the counter in this side hall, there were no other monks who came to hand in or take over the task. And the middle-aged man who gave Zhou Fuyao the task yesterday is still here, but the others have changed.

"This senior brother, I'm here to hand in the task!" Zhou Fuyao walked straight to the counter and came to the middle-aged man who gave him the task yesterday and was now busy with his head down. Said. After speaking, Zhou Fuyao took down the waist card and storage ring given by the middle-aged man yesterday. They were placed on the counter and pushed over.

Only then did the middle-aged man put down what he was busy with. Raised his head and swept his gaze towards Zhou Fuyao. In the side hall, several other people also raised their heads and glanced at Zhou Fuyao, and then began to bow their heads and be busy with the things in their hands again.

"Isn't this the kid who took on mission 1022?"

This middle-aged man still has an impression of Zhou Fuyao, and yesterday he also persuaded this kid not to take the No. 1022 task, but now he has come to hand in the task.

"Boy, didn't I say it yesterday? After this 1022 task is accepted, it must be completed, and if it is not completed, the task cannot be handed in!" A hint of displeasure flashed on the middle-aged man's face. He looked down at the things he had just been busy with, and planned to stop caring with Zhou Fuyao. In his heart, this week Fuyao must have been unable to stand it and did not complete the task, so he wanted to change the task. And he is already in a little unhappy mood now, he has already changed shifts, but he was arranged to rush to work by the superiors, and anyone else will feel unhappy.

Several other men in the side hall heard the middle-aged man mention Mission 1022. They all looked up at Zhou Fuyao again, and a strange smile appeared on their faces. Naturally, they all know what mission No. 1022 is, this is called the unlucky task of who picks up, and everyone is afraid to avoid this task. In the end, it is often forced for Jin Lingwei to complete, but this time I heard that a kid took over this task, and it was obviously the kid in front of him. The others were in the same mood as watching the excitement. looked at Zhou Fuyao and the middle-aged man.

"I've completed Mission 1022!" Zhou Fuyao patiently explained.

"Have you completed mission 1022, I'm not in the mood to joke with you and waste time!" the middle-aged man looked up at Zhou Fuyao. He asked again in an unkind tone.

"Yes, I did complete mission 1022. Now I want to hand in the task!" Zhou Fuyao looked directly at the middle-aged man without evading it and said. After saying that, he pushed the waist card and storage ring forward again.

"Boy, if you lie to me, there is no good fruit to eat. Seeing that Zhou Fuyao was so sure, the middle-aged man half-convinced and took the waist card and storage ring that Zhou Fuyao pushed over, but he didn't take it, but reminded him in his mouth. Indeed, as he said, if he deceived him, he could use the authority in his hand and the regulations of the Wu Palace to deduct the contribution points in Zhou Fuyao's waist card, and he could also leave a bad record in Zhou Fuyao's waist card, when Zhou Fuyao's bad record reached a certain number, then Zhou Fuyao's waist card level would decline, and if there were too many bad records, then he would be taken back by Da Ying City, and thus expelled.

Zhou Fuyao smiled and did not speak again, but nodded confidently.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Seeing that Zhou Fuyao was so confident, the middle-aged man shook his head, and then took the waist card and storage ring in his hand. The middle-aged man first put the storage ring aside, and then separated a wisp of divine sense and poked into the waist card. As long as the Divine Sense enters it, this monitoring waist card can perceive the records in it. As time passed, the expression on the middle-aged man's face began to change. And the other clerks in the side hall had already felt the change in the middle-aged man's expression, and everyone glanced at each other, seeing doubts in the eyes of others.

"How is this possible, could it be that this kid really completed the 1022 task? This kid obviously only took over the task yesterday, and how long has it been now!"

Such a question arose in everyone's hearts. This collection of corpses is not as good as collecting corpses, those corpses in the square are directly carried and piled up on the square by Jin Lingwei with spells, it doesn't take much time at all, it's like throwing a stone is easy, but it's not easy to carve a stone into a work of art.

Time passed minute by minute, and the look on the middle-aged man's face became more and more exciting, and the expressions on the faces of the other people in the side hall became more and more strange, and the atmosphere in the side hall became more and more strange.

"Huh ......" Half a pot of tea, the middle-aged man finally took back the wisp of divine consciousness from his waist card, exhaled a long breath, and looked at Zhou Fuyao with complicated eyes. Originally, it didn't take long to check this waist card, but this middle-aged man quickly went through the process of Zhou Fuyao's convergence of the corpse of the Protoss from beginning to end, so it took a bit of time. His mood now is indescribably complicated, but the most is shocking.

"What's the matter? Is there anything else needed for this task!" Zhou Fuyao asked a little puzzled when he saw that the middle-aged man did not speak.

"No...... No need!" the middle-aged man said, but his tone was a little overwhelmed.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong just now!" The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said to Zhou Fuyao in a sincere tone.

"I'll handle the formalities for you now!" The middle-aged man didn't wait for Zhou Fuyao to speak, nodded again, and began to operate according to the process.

Zhou Fuyao smiled helplessly, he didn't seem to have done anything remarkable! How could this middle-aged man's attitude change so quickly. But he didn't know that his perverted speed was not something that ordinary people could achieve, and he was not affected by corpses at all.

The other people in the side hall were in an uproar, and they naturally saw from the attitude of the middle-aged man that this kid had really completed task No. 1022, a task that everyone was afraid to avoid, and it only took a little more than one night.

"Brother Tiancheng, let me take a look at this waist card. "A slightly younger monk in the side hall could no longer hold back at this time, and he now wanted to know very much how the young man in front of him, who looked younger than him, had accomplished this task.

Tiancheng nodded and handed over the waist card. The young monk snatched the waist card, and then his divine sense probed into the waist card, and the other monks in the side hall had already surrounded him. It didn't take long for the young monk's face to change since his divine sense penetrated into the waist card.

"This is incredible!" said the young monk, whose consciousness was retracted from his belt, and sighed as he looked at the crowd gathered around. One of the young monks' eyes was quick, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he snatched the card, and his divine sense quickly probed into it. The young monk looked up and wanted to find Zhou Fuyao's figure, but found that Zhou Fuyao was no longer in the hall.

"Brother Tiancheng, what about the one who took the task of 1022?" the young monk asked the middle-aged man.

"After handing over the task, I have already left!" The monk known as Brother Tiancheng replied without raising his head.

"Let's go, Brother Tiancheng, do you know his name?" the young monk then asked.

"Name...... He was on a waist card, I didn't ask his name. Brother Tiancheng patted his head a little annoyed, he actually forgot to ask the young boy's name just now.

"Alas, being able to avoid the evil aura of corpses is a potential collector, but unfortunately I don't know the name!" said the young monk with some disappointment. Collector of corpses, this is the legendary existence that must become a powerful being.

Zhou Fuyao was slowly walking through the Hall of Merit at this time, and after handing over the 1022 task, he left the side hall, and the corpses of the Protoss were now lying peacefully among the golden lotus in his dantian, so now he was not in such a hurry. He is now thinking about how to arrange the next time, and he can't break through in a short time in terms of alchemy, so he has a lot of time now, and he can't be idle. He was already thinking about going to the Infinite Sea to salvage the wreckage of the Protoss warships, the wreckage of these Protoss warships was made of some precious metals, and by the way, he could salvage some more Protoss corpses. It's just that he also knows that the corpse of this god clan is estimated to be difficult to salvage, because there are not many sea beasts in the boundless sea. Zhou Fuyao thought about it, and walked straight to the outside of the Hall of Merit, the task of salvaging the wreckage of the Protoss warship, because there is no limit to the number of people, but there is no need to accept the task, and only need to identify the wreckage of the Hall of Merit when the time comes, which will naturally be converted into contribution points. (To be continued......)