"Army, warlords fighting?"
Qin Feng and Qin Zhen looked at each other in disbelief.
Qin Feng is the third-in-command of the Jiangcheng Inspection and Supervision Bureau, and Qin Zhen is a public official of the Taxation Bureau. They are both young talents who have believed in red ideas since childhood. It is difficult to believe that in modern society, warlords will have a melee that only exists in history books.
"Brother Qin Jue, are you serious?" Qin Zhen swallowed.
At this time, Qin Jue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the presidential suite of the Dihao Hotel, looking at the street scene of Jiangcheng indifferently with his hands in his pockets.
"Come and watch together."
Qin Feng and Qin Zhen stepped forward obediently.
The street scene of Jiangcheng has changed.
Burning black smoke can be seen everywhere.
The streets are littered with car accidents.
There were even collisions between ambulances and police cars, which were tragic and caused rivers of blood!
On the street, you can occasionally see people fleeing.
But most people are hiding at home shivering at this time.
There are more strange [people] on the street.
"What did you see?" Qin Jue asked.
"Natural disasters and man-made disasters." Qin Zhen said honestly.
"No." Qin Jue shook his head: "What you should see is a city that is beginning to be isolated from the outside world."
Qin Feng chewed on this sentence slightly, and suddenly turned pale with horror: "Brother! You mean, all the cities in the country are in a state of isolation and helplessness due to magnetic field chaos and signal interruption?"
"Because cities across the country are isolated, warlords are born?"
"No! No!"
Qin Feng shook his head wildly: "The army will be stationed in various cities! How can someone be allowed to become a warlord?"
Qin Feng and Qin Zhen looked at Qin Jue. When they saw Qin Jue smiling but not smiling, they were both shocked, and a terrible thought appeared in their minds.
"The army is stationed in major cities...the era of warlords...Brother Qin Jue! You don't mean...!"
Qin Jue raised his finger with indifferent eyes.
"Shhh."
Qin Feng and Qin Zhen were stunned on the spot, both of them swallowed.
No way.
Really not!
"There are some things that you just need to know and don't say out loud."
"In this terminally ill world, nothing is impossible."
Qin Jue turned around, lay down on the soft and thick sofa, closed his eyes slightly to rest, and waved his hand: "Go and call everyone to this suite, including the newly recruited old employee of the crematorium."
Qin Jue originally only had three presidential suites.
But Chen Long seemed to be attentive and brought out five sets!
Each suite has five rooms, plus two large living rooms, enough to accommodate twenty people!
There are five presidential suites, which are more than enough for the old Qin family.
But Qin Jue only used two sets, and the other three sets were used to store rice, flour, grain, oil and other supplies.
All the female relatives of the Qin family were arranged by Qin Jue in the room next to his own suite, just in case.
Soon, thirty Qin family disciples and Lao Zhang stood in front of Qin Jue.
"Brother! You are really my savior! I, Lao Zhang, will listen to you for the rest of my life!"
Lao Zhang was very touched. After all, he never dreamed that one day he would live in the presidential suite of the Imperial Hotel. The last time he came to the Imperial Hotel, he came to pick up the body of a certain big shot.
Qin Jue nodded indifferently, with a calm expression, and glanced at everyone's faces one by one.
Meeting Qin Jue's eyes, everyone involuntarily straightened their backs, as if they were undergoing a military parade.
"Good."
Qin Jue showed a faint smile of relief.
"It's all due to the good leadership of Brother Qin Jue!"
"Exactly! Without Brother Qin Jue, I would have been frightened out of my wits. I never imagined that I would kill two Gui with a knife!"
The children of the Qin family looked at Qin Jue with eyes full of respect.
"It seems that your first stage is coming soon, start awakening now."
Qin Jue said.
"It seems so. I feel like my back is swollen, like I'm constipated."
"Brother Qin Jue, do you think I'm awake now?" Qin Zhen took off his shirt, and the turtle tattoo pattern on his back had black cuticles, but not much, just a shallow layer.
The other children of the Qin family also took off their shirts, revealing the tattoos of famous Three Kingdoms generals on their chests and the turtle tattoo on their backs.
This made Lao Zhang stunned.
When did the old Qin family become this underworld family?
"Yes, everyone sit down cross-legged now."
"Very good, now close your eyes and feel the Qi in your body."
"Do you feel it?"
The children of the Qin family shouted excitedly: "I feel it!"
"Very good, continue to feel it, and try to guide the cold air in your body to your backs." Qin Jue stood with his hands behind his hands, looked around, and said lightly: "The first condition for a divine pattern master to be called a divine pattern master , is to have an awakening tattoo."
"The levels of divine pattern masters are very simple, level one, level two, and level three, in that order."
"And the divine patterns also have levels, the first stage, the second stage, and the third stage."
"With the first stage divine pattern, you are a first-level divine pattern master."
"With the second-stage divine pattern, you are a second-level divine pattern master."
"Like this."
"When it's worth noting."
At this point, everyone pricked up their ears and were highly concentrated.
Even though Lao Zhang was confused after hearing this, he was still staring nervously at Qin Jue.
"Even if you have a hundred first-stage divine patterns, as long as you don't have a second-stage divine pattern, you are still a first-level divine pattern master."
"Only if you have even one second-stage divine pattern, can you be a second-level divine pattern master."
Having said this, Qin Feng raised his hand: "Brother!"
"explain."
"Then if a first-level divine pattern master with one hundred first-stage divine patterns and a second-level divine pattern master with zero first-stage divine patterns and one second-stage divine pattern were to fight, who would Stronger?"
Qin Jue smiled faintly: "Level 1 is stronger."
"Why, brother, shouldn't the higher the level, the stronger? After all, qualitative change is higher than quantity."
"Because quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes."
Qin Jue said lightly.
"Imagine that A has a hundred divine patterns."
"Though it's all the first stage."
"But all of them are awakened, and the various attributes superimposed on him are far more than a second-stage divine pattern."
"And the divine pattern is not impossible to upgrade."
"As long as you continue to dig deeper, you will also have the opportunity to advance to the second, third, or even higher levels step by step from the divine patterns in the first stage!"
Qin Feng suddenly shouted: "Brother! I understand!"
Qin Jue rolled his eyes: "Don't be surprised, just say it."
"It's like practicing!"
"The more divine patterns there are at the first level, the thicker the foundation will be!"
"The stronger the foundation, the easier it is to kill people at higher levels!"
"And the stronger the foundation, the greater the room for future development!"
"Just like those perverts who are at the nine thousand level of Qi refining stage!"
After Qin Feng finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized this simple and easy-to-understand words.
But Qin Jue seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
This look made Qin Feng uncomfortable.
"Brother Qin Jue, why are you looking at me like this?"
"Qin Feng?"
"Um?"
"I didn't expect that you, a senior inspector, also like to read novels about cultivating immortals."
Qin Feng's old face blushed slightly: "Occasionally, occasionally."