me and the weird fraternity

"Lin Fan?"

Zhao Jian recognized it with a smile. Before he came in, he was settled by Chen Hu and gave priority to saving Lin Fan, the guardian of the spirit, so he had read the relevant information.

"How did he get out?"

He was a little surprised. Aren't all the people in the spiritual fortress controlled by the red clothes?

"Chichi~!"

He flapped his wings and flew over quickly.

"Are you Lin Fan?" When he was still more than ten meters away, he didn't dare to approach any more, suspended in the air, and shouted loudly.

Lin Fan looked at the bald bird man flapping his wings not far away, showing a blank expression. He was a little puzzled, could he see other people in his cursed dream?

Seeing his expression, Zhao Jian smiled and understood that Lin Fan didn't know his current situation, so he tried to keep his tone calm:

"Hello, I'm the Chief Counselor of Team Zero of the Mystery Bureau, Zhao Jianxiao, the Nightmare-eating Tapir."

"I'm here to save you!"

As he spoke, he flapped his wings and flew closer.

Just as he was about to explain further, he suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He looked at Lin Fan with a stiff face, a woman in red was standing there with her hair draped over her head.

Although she was motionless, she exuded a terrifying aura.

Even if it was more than ten meters away, he could feel a bit of coolness.

Accompanied by a burst of coercion that seemed to come from a superior.

This suffocating coercion is more terrifying than any You Li type of weirdness he has ever encountered.

Chapter 54

"It's been five steps, and there are still two more steps left. The curse will take effect. Even if Zhao Jianxiao enters the spiritual fortress of other people, he may not be able to kill Hong Yi..."

Standing in the conference room, facing many colleagues, Chen Hu sighed, and said, "If possible, I hope it would be better for him to give priority to saving Lin Fan. After all, he is the spirit master..."

Sun Teng stood up and frowned: "If he can save people by entering the spiritual fortress, Zhao Jianxiao can only break through ten spiritual fortresses at most in one day. Counting the next two days, there will be thirty in total, which means he Only thirty people can be saved."

"One hundred thousand people pick thirty people, do you know what that means..."

"I know!"

Although Chen Hu had some sadness on his face, his attitude was firm: "Every time a rescue quota is decided here, there is a possibility of losing one person's survival..."

"However, the value of the spirit master lies in his ability to save more people!"

At this time, Zhang Pei also stood up, and said in a serious tone: "The preciousness of the spirit controller is self-evident. I agree to give priority to saving Lin Fan. As for the others..."

He didn't go on, any selection criteria were too cruel for those who were not selected.

Chen Hu glanced at Professor Bai, who was projected over to listen, and saw that he didn't respond, so he continued:

"Everyone, save the spirit guardian first. There is no need to discuss this point. Now, we should discuss it in advance. Do we want to determine a rescue list?"

"Save list..."

"This is really cruel..."

"Determining this list means that for the remaining 10 people, their death sentence has been announced!"

In the conference room, other analysts were chattering, everyone was very nervous and did not dare to say any screening criteria easily.

After 1 minute, the entire meeting room still did not have a unified opinion.

Chen Hu sighed, and clapped his hands twice, attracting everyone's attention, and then said:

"Let's keep this question for now. Let's talk about it after Mr. Zhao comes out and confirms the situation inside!"

Sentencing 10 people to death is a difficult decision. Although according to the process, they have to deal with these plans in advance, but now, they really can only delay for another day.

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spiritual world.

"You mean, this is the spiritual world?"

Lin Fan looked at the bald bird man flapping his wings, feeling a little dazed.

Isn't it my own dream?

Zhao Jian smiled and tried not to look at the red clothes behind Lin Fan, and said with a stiff face:

"Do you think you are dreaming?"

"Strictly speaking, you are dreaming. The place where you dream on weekdays is your own room. It's just that ordinary people can't wake up at all, or they can't wake up and come to the spiritual fortress!"

He pointed to the buildings scattered in the air, and said: "These buildings are the spiritual fortresses of other people. There is a person in every door. They are all kidnapped here by the curse just like you..."

"In normal times, your spiritual fortresses are all floating on the sea..."

Lin Fan nodded, he believed it a little bit, he was not dreaming, the man in front of him was really a spirit master.

He said, "So, are these people followed by Qi Yueting just like me?"

Although the building was in mid-air, he still saw the huge castle on the island below that exuded a terrifying atmosphere, and the red line extending from the castle connected to many other buildings.

Zhao Jian nodded with a smile, then asked curiously, "How did you get out of the room?"

It is difficult for normal people, even the spirit masters, to wake up in the spiritual fortress.

And this time, they were able to wake up in the spiritual castle because of the curse of the red clothes.

But according to common sense, he should be suppressed by the curse and unable to move.

A smile appeared on Lin Fan's face: "Uncle, do you know the wise man mode?"

"Know!"

Zhao Jian nodded with a smile, and asked with some doubts: "Does this have anything to do with your coming out?"

"Of course!"