The fire mage from the game world

In a conference room, Chen Yi sat at one end of the conference table, with Pablo, the deputy director with few hairs left, standing behind him.

At the other end of the conference table sat Levan Grosso, the director of the shelter, and Aini, who was yawning, standing behind him.

Although there was no movement in the conference room, the people outside had already begun to glare.

Levan Grosso crossed his hands and said, "I wonder what you want to see me for, Director Rowan."

Chen Yi did not answer, but stretched out a hand.

It was just an ordinary action, and the two people on the other side were ready to run away at any time.

Before Chen Yi left the Trial, Levan Grosso had already given a warning.

Levan Grosso believed that the person opposite understood what he meant.

As long as he wanted, he could make the people of the Trial accidentally lose their minds and then degenerate into monsters at any time.

It was definitely impossible to win a head-on battle.

Levan Grosso used a shelter to test it.

Among the answers given by the containment, the best result was death within less than a minute of fighting.

The fastest one was that the person was directly killed by the fire element as soon as they met.

Therefore, Levan Grosso had long given up the idea of ​​a head-on battle and used all the people in the Inquisition as his bargaining chips.

Just because you can't win doesn't mean you can be bullied at will.

The only worry is that Chen Yi's reason is too polluted, and it will be troublesome if he suddenly has a brain seizure.

Fortunately, Chen Yi did not launch an attack, and his outstretched hand reached into an unknown space.

Then he appeared with a box.

The box fell heavily on the conference table.

In addition to the collision sound of the box and the conference table, a faint crisp sound could be heard.

Levan Grosso and Aini had some doubts in their eyes.

They were too familiar with this voice.

At this time, Chen Yi said, "I'm looking for something, maybe a shelter, maybe a monster."

"I don't know much information, I just know it's called the [Book of the Dead]."

He opened the box.

The next moment, the whole room became shiny under the silver light of the Dream Coin.

"Here are 2,000 Dream Coins. I wonder if I can borrow the [Book of Screenwriters] to take a look."

"Whether it's what I need or not, these 2,000 Dream Coins are my gift to you two."

The two people who were very vigilant before now stared at the coins on the table.

Don't think that Levan Grosso had just extorted a sum of Dream Coins with Chen Yi not long ago.

But that was the share of the entire shelter.

As the director, he couldn't take too much.

Aini kept elbowing Levan Grosso with increasing force.

Signaling him to hurry up.

Levan Grosso ignored him and coughed.

Chen Yi took out another box.

This box contains 3,000 Dream Coins.

Now half of the conference room is filled with Dream Coins.

Levan Grosso stood up righteously: "As an organization that protects the peace of Constantinople, we are just borrowing the shelter. Why bother so much?"

"Please wait a moment."

Aini jumped directly into the pile of Dream Coins, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by Dream Coins: "Mine, all mine!"

In this world, when no one dares to rob you of the money in your hand.

Then 99% of the problems in the world can be solved with money, and the remaining 1% requires more money.

Levan Grosso pushed the door open and went out: "Dear guests!"

Through the open door, all the people in the shelter were dazzled by the light of Dream Coins.

I don't know when their hostility disappeared, and they had a standard fake smile on their faces.

"Please wait a moment, VIP... Which bastard asked you to come to this shabby conference room!"

"Don't you know to prepare tea?"

"Don't worry, VIP, I'll kill the guy who led the way later."

"And colleagues from the Inquisition, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. I've had some problems with my brain recently. Please bear with me."

The face changed 180 degrees directly.

Although they were treated kindly, the people from the Inquisition were not happy.

They advised from the bottom of their hearts: "Lord Rowan, you are confused!"

"Give me so many dream coins, I will help you steal the [Book of Screenwriters]!"

The people in the shelter heard it.

Damn, it makes sense.

"Ahem, Lord Rowan, I can actually help you."

Levan Grosso, who rushed back, kicked the man away: "Get out of here!"

The door of the conference room was closed again.

Many people still tried to peek through the gap.

The crazy people in the shelter always think that their director and deputy director are not good guys and might take advantage of them.This won’t do.

Chen Yi looked at the magic book-like containment object handed over by Levan Grosso.

There is no need to fight to the death, and only 5,000 Dream Coins can solve the problem. Why bother?

As for the other party’s trick, that will be settled separately.

[Scriptwriter’s Book] has no name on the cover, only a spider web-like pattern.

It seems to imply that everyone is the prey on its spider web, and once trapped, there is no way to escape.

The strange aura on this containment object proves its authenticity.

There are also multiple filaments wrapped around the containment object, which seems to be a containment object.

It is enough to show Levan Grosso’s vigilance against [Scriptwriter’s Book].

Chen Yi put his hand on [Scriptwriter’s Book].

[Task: Obtain the Book of the Dead (Projection)] (0/1)

There was no change on the task panel.

It seems that this is not this book.

According to the recommended task level given by the game world, there should be someone lurking behind the scenes in this world. Could it be that king?

Levan Grosso noticed that Chen Yi's face did not change much, and he also lent Chen Yi the [Pen of Flesh and Blood].

One more containment object still had no effect on the completion of the task.

Chen Yi returned the two containment objects to Levan Grosso: "Thank you for your help, Director Levan. These Dream Coins will be my thank you gift."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling came from outside the house.

Levan Grosso's face was not very good: "Ahem, Lord Rowan, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he pulled Aini out, and the sound of buildings being smashed and bones breaking came from time to time outside the house.

Ten minutes later, Levan Grosso came back with Aini who was still vomiting blood.

"Sorry for the wait."

Chen Yi felt that these guys might get along well with the reincarnationists.

Of course, they might also fight.

The first thing is done, so it's time to do the second thing.

Chen Yi stretched out one hand again.

Pablo, who was standing behind Chen Yi, breathed a little quickly, and blocked Chen Yi in front of him in an instant.

He said with great sorrow: "Lord Luo Wen, you can't squander money anymore!"

Chen Yi: "This matter is also related to you."

Pablo disappeared and returned to Chen Yi's back in an instant, and his speed was no less than Carlos: "Lord Luo Wen, please increase your strength!"

Chen Yi took out two huge boxes.

"There are 100,000 Dream Coins in here, and there will be more after the matter is done, a total of 200,000 pieces."

Hearing that there are all Dream Coins in here, the three people's eyes are red.

If they were not sure that they could not beat Chen Yi, they would definitely have taken action.

"I need you to do this..."