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Mu Zha led Muchuan through the long corridor and came to a white room.
There was only one metal reclining chair in the room, and various instruments were placed next to the chair.
"Lie down." Mu Zha said calmly, in a completely routine tone.
Mu Zha is an apostle who failed in promotion.
There will be a three-month grace period for failure to advance.
But trying to improve yourself during this period is almost a fantasy.
He has exhausted all his wealth, and no one is willing to borrow points everywhere.
Who wants to waste their points?
Lending points to an apostle who fails to advance is almost impossible to return.
Ever since they learned that he failed to advance, the good buddies who had been close friends with him in the past also kept away from him.
Overnight, Muzha seemed to have lost everything.
Having exhausted all his wealth, his strength has not been able to return to the state before he failed to advance.
Mu Zha is already in ruins, I just hope he can come out alive next time he advances to the fantasy realm.
Muchuan sat on the all-metal armchair, and Mu Zha placed several patches connected with wires on his chest and limbs.
"Is this to test the level, or is it to measure the attributes and then calculate the level backwards?" Muchuan asked.
This sentence was said in too many words, but Muchuan had to ask.
Fortunately, Mu Zha and Ye Daoze were not familiar with each other, so they didn't feel that Muchuan was more active than before.
If you want to test attribute values, that's a big deal.
Muchuan's attributes were comparable to those of a big boss, so he couldn't scare them to death.
Zhao Jianyong didn't know that his attributes were so exaggerated, so he probably didn't remind him.
"Even the apostles of Dzogchen have huge differences in their attributes. We can't use attributes to calculate backwards." Mu Zha said calmly while controlling the instrument.
That's right, just like Muchuan himself, except for mental strength, all other attributes were around 3 to 4 at the beginning, and he only started to add points after they were finally raised to 6 points.
Having just become an apostle, the attribute gap between strong and weak ones can be as high as six or seven points.
While operating the instrument, Mu Zha explained: "There are many phantom materials in this instrument. These materials can be regarded as magical items.
This instrument is mainly used to read the level data on your fantasy panel. "
Didi!
Didi didi!
After a prompt sounded, Muchuan saw the green light on the instrument turn on.
A trace of envy flashed in Muzha's eyes: "Congratulations, you passed the test. Come with me to get your things."
Dzogchen, this is the realm pursued by many beginners.
According to official statistics, the success rate for one-star Dzogchen apostles to become senior is 68%.
Even though the probability is only a little over half, in fact the probability is already ridiculously high.
Because the probability of the entire entry-level promotion being successful is less than 7%.
Comparison only hurts.
This success rate is already ten times that of ordinary beginners.
If I could achieve Great Consummation back then, I wouldn't be in this situation now.
There are still thirteen days until his death.
What is more terrifying than death is waiting for death.
Mu Zha is currently in such a situation.
Muchuan followed Mu Zha through a long corridor, and then took the elevator to the bottom floor of the base.
This is the warehouse of Tiangong and the place with the strongest defense power.
Two bosses are guaranteed to be guarding here at all times.
Muchuan suddenly felt that his mental power was suppressed.
Various passive skills were also suppressed, and Muchuan silently used Rejuvenation (Physique Awakening).
Unexpectedly, even the activation of skills has slowed down, and the power of the skills flowing through the body is only about one-fifth of the original speed.
Muzha saw Muchuan's doubts and said: "The whole thing here is made of a material called Hell Stone.
Even if the big boss comes, his strength will be suppressed by 30%, let alone the others.
Only the guards here can not be suppressed. "
There was no guard at the door of the warehouse, only a desk, and a little loli sat in front of the desk.
Muchuan's eyes widened, isn't this the Shen Gonghao of their team?
"Hey, how did you..."
It's too much to say, but for this situation and this situation, the word "Huh" is enough.
Shen Gonghao immediately understood what Muchuan meant and said with a smile: "Dao Ze, this is my new position, and I will earn a few points a day.
After working for a month, you will have thirty points. "
Judging from the buck-toothed girl's expression, I don't know how satisfied she is with this position.
30 points a month is considered a high-paying position for beginners, and there is no risk.
One point is worth 25,000 in money, but generally no apostles do this.
Points are more useful than money.
In addition to going on missions, Tiangong members also have other positions within the organization.
It's just that entry-level positions are relatively low, and they are basically in low-level positions.
For example, the warehouse manager that the buck-toothed girl secured for herself was only responsible for counting and recording the materials received.
Mu Zha followed the rules and presented the approval documents.
Shen Gonghao immediately checked the relevant approval report on the computer, confirmed it, and then took out Muchuan's reward.
"The headquarters has rewarded you with 300 points and an E-level medal.
The Immortal Emperor, on behalf of the Shudu branch, has awarded you an additional 200 points. "
500 points plus an E-level medal is already more than the liquidity of most beginners.
Shen Gonghao continued: "200 points will be automatically confiscated and converted into 20 contribution points. Your current contribution value is 50 points in total."
Muchuan: "..."
The points were confiscated directly before I even got them?
Zhao Jianyong thought his contribution value was too low and reminded him that it was time to increase his contribution value.
"Thank you." Muchuan said lightly.
Mu Zha glanced at him enviously.
If he could have 500 points and an E-level medal now, he would still have a chance to advance to the Fantasy Realm.
"Daoze, do you want to redeem one of the low-level fantasy realm preview sheets?" The buck-toothed girl still remembers his promotion.
Muchuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
400 points, three E-level medals, not expensive.
He wants to sell his quota and always wants to let people know what his next fantasy realm will be.
I exchanged a D-level item for the low-level fantasy realm preview table, which is a small black piece of iron.
Muchuan crushed the black iron piece on the spot, and the warning meter was activated directly.
The black iron pieces turned into black powder and flew away in the wind, and then condensed into several large characters in the air: "Ten Thousand Beasts Fairy Island to seize the treasure."
"The Immortal Island of Ten Thousand Beasts, what type of fantasy realm is this? Why is the name so mysterious?" Shen Gong looked confused.
They have never heard of this phantom realm. It should be a new phantom realm.
Eighty percent of those who advance to the fantasy realm are fantasy realms that have never appeared before, which is normal.
"Securing treasure, the last time this word appeared in the name of Fantasy Realm was more than 20 years ago." Mu Zha suddenly spoke.
As an employee of the General Department, Mu Zha likes to read some historical information about the apostle circle when he has nothing to do.
He is also considered to be well-read and has a detailed knowledge of various historical materials of the apostolic circle.
"What is it?" Muchuan asked.
What he wanted to ask was in which fantasy realm the treasure hunt appeared and what type it was.
But his character, who cherishes words like gold, can only say these three words.
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