The introduction to the organizational structure of Illumination Society is completed.
Lin Chuqiao closed the folder, glanced at the people who were listening in rapt attention, and his tone became a little more solemn:
"In addition, the most important point is that President has set the rules, and Illumination Society is the home of all members."
"As long as you are not causing trouble or committing crimes outside, no matter what troubles you encounter, even if the sky falls, the entire organization will always be your strongest supporter."
Having said this, Lin Chuqiao paused for a moment, his eyes moved, and he looked at Fang Cheng who was sitting on the boss's chair:
"Everyone in Mist Mountain should have witnessed with your own eyes the scene where President took action. With his current strength, there are only a handful of people in Eastern Capital who can compete with him.
"Whether it's Conglomerates Influential Families or Official Organization, anyone who wants to touch us must weigh the consequences. So as long as you sincerely work for the organization, the organization will never treat you badly.
Her tone sounded like she was stating business, but there was tenderness like water in her eyes.
These words are not only reassuring to the new members, but also a reminder that as a woman, she is proud of the excellence of her men.
Everyone sitting on the sofa had different thoughts.
As soon as they heard the words "Cultivation Resources" and "backer", A Da and A Er's eyes immediately lit up.
They excitedly whispered to each other and gesticulated with their hands to explain their future benefits to A San who could not understand.
Xiao Bei Although his face was full of excitement, he also knew the rules and looked at his uncle eagerly, waiting for his elders to make up his mind.
Old Wolf and Bao Ye quickly exchanged glances and nodded to each other while drinking tea.
Although they don't know the true upper limit of Fang Cheng's strength, they can still feel his unfathomable strength.
I think back in the Lu Family Villa, when faced with the Lu Family Elder level characters, this guy was able to break through the situation with force and escape safely.
Moreover, during that Blood Rain attack from the sky, even those of them who had absorbed a little bit from the outside saw their strength increase by leaps and bounds.
What's more, Fang Cheng was flying in the air at the time and was the first to be bathed in Blood Rain.
How powerful can he be now? I'm afraid it can no longer be described by ordinary S-Class, right?
Old Wolf felt confident, and then put down the tea cup and looked up at Fang Cheng:
"White Lord, how will we arrange it specifically?"
Fang Cheng looked at Old Wolf's strong and strong figure, thought for a moment, and then made a decision:
"You and Xiao Bei own Transformation Ability, which is good at frontal raids and has rich practical experience. You can consider joining Operations Department."
"I will temporarily take charge of this department Minister. From now on, you will work directly with me."
Old Wolf Hearing this, he stood up suddenly, straightened his back, and responded loudly, "Understood, White Lord."
Xiao Bei was so excited that his face flushed, he pumped his fist vigorously, and also shouted.
Fang Cheng turned his head and shifted his gaze to Bao Ye and the others.
Bao Ye immediately put away his smiling face, and his fat body quickly jumped up from the sofa.
The movement was so flexible that it didn't fit his body shape at all, and the rings of fat on his belly trembled violently.
A Da, A Er, and A San noticed the change in the atmosphere and quickly stood up, tensing their faces, like recruits waiting for Chief to review.
"Bao Ye, the abilities of the four of you are more auxiliary."
Fang Cheng put his hands on the table and said calmly:
"Although it is not as strong as Old Wolf in frontal combat, I have been working hard on Underworld for many years. I have a wide network of contacts from various religions and nine circles. I have many eyes and know all the rules on the road. I am very suitable for carrying out intelligence work."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to Ye Zhi Ren, who was waiting beside him.
"The professor is the person in charge of the Intelligence Department. You will be under his direct jurisdiction from now on, and he will be dedicated to inquiring about information and collecting clues."
Ye Zhi Ren stepped forward at the right time, stretched out his right hand towards Bao Ye, and said politely:
"From now on, we will all be brothers who eat from the same pot. If there is anything that is not done well, please give me some advice."
Bao Ye was so flattered that he quickly wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes, and then held Ye Zhi Ren's hand tightly:
"Professor, you are so polite. We are lucky to be able to work with you and White Lord. From now on, if you point east, we will never go west. Just give your order and we will go up mountains of swords and seas of fire without even frowning!"
He tried hard to lower his fat body and his tone was more respectful and respectful.
This is the immediate boss who will decide his job and future in the future. With Bao Ye's shrewdness, he will naturally flatter him to a great extent.
What's more, don't look at the man in front of you wearing glasses and looking elegant and easy-going.
Bao Ye, however, could vaguely smell a hint of Danger Aura from the other party's steady breathing and unusually bright eyes.
This old man's strength might have already passed the threshold of S-Class.
Everyone's respective department positions were assigned neatly and neatly.
Old Wolf looked at Fang Cheng on the boss's chair solemnly, clasped his fists with both hands, and made a Underworld salute:
"White Lord, don't say much. From now on, the rest of us will sell our lives to Illumination Society. If we have the slightest bit of duplicity, we will be struck by lightning and die badly!"
This oath was resounding and demonstrated the unique determination of a reckless man.
Xiao Bei imitated his uncle's behavior, then clasped his fists and echoed loudly:
"Yes, you will definitely have a future by following White Lord. Whoever dares to cause trouble for our guild in the future, I will be the first to rush up and bite his throat off!"
When A Da and A Er saw this, they quickly straightened their chests and expressed their loyal attitude.
A San, who was wearing a headscarf, even shouted "Long live White Lord" in broken Xia Country dialect.
This sudden voice caused several people nearby to look at him sideways.
Bao Ye secretly rolled his eyes. He didn't expect that this little brother India was even better at flattering than himself.
Fang Cheng stood up, walked around the large desk, and came to the front of everyone.
Then he raised his hand with a smile, patted Old Wolf, Bao Ye, Xiao Bei and others on the shoulders in turn before speaking:
"We are all brothers from now on, so there is no need to be so heroic."
"In addition, "White Ghost" is a pseudonym I randomly picked up when I was working outside. My real name is Fang Cheng. Everyone in the organization can just call me President."
"It turns out President your surname is Fang. It's a good name. It's upright, honest and reliable, and it sounds open-minded!"
Bao Ye reacted the fastest and immediately climbed up the pole, smiling so hard that the fat on his face was squeezed together.
Old Wolf and Xiao Bei also changed their names and called them President.
A Da, A Er, and A San each shouted louder than the other, as if they were afraid that others would take away the credit if they shouted late.
Lin Chuqiao and Ye Zhi Ren stood behind Fang Cheng, looking at the newly joined companions in front of them, and applauded gently.
"Welcome to join Illumination Society! In the evening, President will arrange a reception banquet for everyone to make it lively."
Lin Chuqiao added with a smile.
As soon as they heard that there was food and drink, A Da and Xiao Bei immediately rubbed their hands in excitement.
There was a burst of laughter and cheers in the spacious office.
The previous anger and suspicion completely disappeared in this relaxed laughter.
Late at night.
Haitian Garden, everything is silent.
The curtains were drawn tightly, almost completely blocking out the halo of the street lights outside.
The entire room seemed to turn into a black shadow, with only the outline of the furniture in the room barely visible.
Fang Cheng At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was suspended in the deep universe.
A faint light spot of uncertain brightness was projected between the eyebrows, and the entire body was shrouded in a layer of pale golden Flames.
The beating Flames light cast a somewhat mysterious color on his face.
It's like a God sitting in the void.
Suddenly, his eyelids trembled and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Two bolts of lightning seemed to flash across the dim bedroom, illuminating the area in front of him brightly, and even the air trembled for a moment.
At the same time, the Golden Flame lingering around him shrank rapidly like an ebbing tide, and all of it was absorbed into his body.
Fang Cheng took out a breath gently and looked directly in front of him.
In the darkness, several lines of Prompt Information flashing blue light slowly emerged.
[Visualization Experience+3]
[Visualization Lv3(876/1000)]
"If you practice skills at home, you will still have less experience after all."
Fang Cheng whispered to himself, then turned his head, reached out to pick up the mobile phone thrown next to the pillow, and pressed the power button.
The screen lights up, and the dazzling white light dissipates the surrounding darkness.
The time showed 0:35, which was already early in the morning.
This morning at Jinshui Fish Market Headquarters Building, he met with Old Wolf and others and invited them to officially join Illumination Society.
In the evening, Lin Chuqiao booked a private room at a nearby high-end seafood restaurant and held a wedding banquet.
At the banquet, wine glasses clashed frequently, and everyone got excited about drinking, completely releasing their restrained posture.
Old Wolf and Bao Ye each boasted about their past Underworld experiences, while A Da and A Er even let go of their hands and feet and began to practice drinking with fist pumps.
Lin Chuqiao and the professor occasionally chimed in, chatting about some of Eastern Capital's recent events and discussing changes in the situation.
The atmosphere throughout the banquet was very lively.
After Fang Cheng finished several rounds of toasts, he checked out in advance and left. He first sent Lin Chuqiao who was saying goodbye together with him home, and then drove back to Haitian Garden alone.
It was still early when he got home. After taking a hot shower, he simply meditated Visualization in the bedroom as a rest.
After more than four hours of practice, Skill Progress only moved forward by a mere 3 points of experience.
It seems that if you want to break through Visualization Skill in a short time, it is best to go to Undersea Ancient City. It is most efficient to practice Secluded Cultivation in that kind of dangerous and desperate situation.
Fang Cheng sat on the bed, staring and thinking, replaying the scene just now when he was deep Entering Samadhi in his mind.
The Spirit Rain in Inner Scenery World is still raining non-stop, but it has turned into a light drizzle.
Rainwater nourishes mountains, rivers and forests, and the whole world can be said to be changing with each passing day.
The Ocean surrounding the island is also continuing to expand outwards, and the tides are constantly circulating, beating against the Reef day and night.
Today's water area is almost twice as much as the land area of the entire island.
As for the temple that appeared out of nowhere, and the monks in the temple, they are still the same.
They are like NPCs in role-playing games, running according to the fixed Program every day, sweeping the floor with brooms, banging wooden fish and chanting sutras.
Everyone is minding their own business, repeating the same behavior over and over again, and there is no way to communicate effectively.
Fang Cheng tried to come up to talk, but the other person would at most stop what he was doing, clasp his hands together, and reply dully:
"Hello almsgiver, please come to the hall to offer incense."
Back and forth, there were only a few mechanical responses.
Fang Cheng knows in his heart that these monks are actually just dead souls living in Inner Scenery World.
They only rely on the remaining instincts from their lifetimes to move around, and have no real Self-Awareness.
Although the contact failed, Fang Cheng did not feel discouraged at all.
Just imagine, if one day in the future, you can really awaken the fallen consciousness of these dead souls and let them regain their intelligence.
So, isn't this island that exists as World of Consciousness comparable to the Divine Kingdom and Buddha land in myths and legends?
It is recorded in many religious classics that God can build its own kingdom and lead the souls of believers into it to resist the erosion of time and achieve Eternal Life in another sense.
And if my Inner Scenery World can also accept the attracted souls and let them rest here, wouldn't it be equivalent to interfering with the Reincarnation Law of nature?
Just thinking about this idea makes me feel a little crazy.
Fang Cheng shook his head, stopped divergent thinking, and did not continue to delve deeper.
The meal must be eaten in one mouthful.
Perhaps you have to wait until Visualization Skill successfully breaks through and is promoted to King Grade or even Mythic Grade, then you will be able to master the power of laws that transcend the world.
Fang Cheng stretched out his crossed legs, put on his slippers, and prepared to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
As soon as I stood up, something suddenly flashed in my mind.
Cheng Jiashu chatted with myself in Television Station a few days ago and said that after being successfully promoted to S-Class, the entire Mental Secret Realm has been reshaped.
He also specially told himself a new pass code and enthusiastically invited himself to visit when he was free.
Fang Cheng straightened up and looked at the faint light coming through the gap in the curtains, feeling a little curious in his heart.
I don't know what the difference is between this guy's newly created Mental Secret Realm and his own Inner Landscape.
How about going to visit now?
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng did not hesitate, immediately sat down again and closed his eyes.
Then his lips closed slightly and he read out the complicated string of Incantation fluently.
Buzz--
An invisible wave centered on Fang Cheng and spread to all directions.
The scene in the bedroom is like Scroll Painting that has lost its paint color and is peeling off quickly.
The surroundings instantly fell into boundless darkness.
The next second, Fang Cheng stood back up and appeared in the familiar Golden Hall.
And directly in front of him, there was a door blooming with colorful fluorescent lights floating quietly.
The appearance looks like the Neon Lights light sign at the entrance of an arcade that attracts teenage customers.
"How did this kid make Secret Realm's door so fancy?"
Fang Cheng smiled and shook his head, then stepped forward, raised his hand to push open the door, and stepped in.
The light and shadow in front of me were distorted and combined, as if falling into a huge kaleidoscope.
At the same time, consciousness passes through an invisible barrier and instantly completes the leap of dimensions.
Fang Cheng opened his eyes again, his eyes quickly swept around, and a look of surprise appeared on his face:
"What is this scene?"