No one answered him.
Li Zhengyang After waiting for a long time, he found that this group of people were silently surrounding the bottom of the pit, and he immediately became wary.
Are you secretly settling accounts?
He swept the debris all over the floor.
This Formless Mystic Stele seems to have no market value for reference.
If he really wants to pay compensation, the 120 billion he just spent will definitely not be able to fill this hole.
"Don't just look at it."
Li Zhengyang tapped the ground with the butt of his gun.
"Give me the right word."
Qin Zhan came to his senses.
"What's the right word?"
"Does this broken stone have a warranty?"
Li Zhengyang points to the mysterious monument.
"Let me tell you first, I was just doing a normal test. The equipment cannot handle it on its own, so you can't blame it entirely on me."
Lu Anguo The movement of his hand stopped.
"Broken stone?"
"It's already cracked, but it's still not broken?"
Li Zhengyang bent down and picked up a fragment that had fallen from the corner of the monument, and threw it to Lu Anguo.
"You have to be careful when purchasing things at your headquarters. All other Sanwu products are shipped back. I just tried a shot and it cracked on the spot."
Qin Zhan's face twitched twice.
"You call that a shot?"
Testing Ground is quiet again.
Zhao Mingyuan squeezed in from behind the crowd.
As soon as he saw the remains of equipment scattered all over the ground, his heart began to hurt.
"Super protective array, three sets of Blood Qi detection equipment, two layers of black steel floor tiles, and isolation wall..."
He counted down on his fingers.
Li Zhengyang immediately took half a step back.
"Don't read it."
"Why?"
"It sounds expensive."
"You still know it's expensive?"
Zhao Mingyuan pointed to the bottom of the pit, "Finance Department just paid you 120 billion yesterday! It's only been a few hours, and you're here to demolish the headquarters?"
"The money is gone."
"What's missing?"
"It's all spent."
Zhao Mingyuan stood there, stunned for three seconds.
"One hundred and twenty billion, all spent?"
"Practice is very expensive."
"What did you use to practice? Set the money on fire?"
"Almost."
Li Zhengyang spread his hands helplessly.
"So now you are asking me for compensation, and I really can't get it. Why don't you put it on Minister Qin's account first?"
"Or my good senior, Lei Qianjue?"
Qin Zhan and Lei Qianjue immediately turned their heads and spoke in unison.
"What does it have to do with me?"
"Testing Ground is from your headquarters."
"You were the one who stabbed the gun!"
"That's normal wear and tear from testing."
"You punctured Formless Mystic Stele. Is this called normal wear and tear?"
"Isn't testing equipment just for people to hit?"
Li Zhengyang said it confidently.
The two of them didn't talk for a while.
Zhao Mingyuan covered his chest and was about to speak when Lu Anguo suddenly stood up.
"Okay."
"Xuan Bei doesn't need him to pay for it."
Li Zhengyang looked over immediately.
"Testing Ground doesn't have to pay."
"Mr. Lu!"
Zhao Mingyuan was anxious, "Formless Mystic Stele is Army-Breaker Bureau's highest level test treasure, and the repair cost has not been calculated yet!"
"If you can't fix it, don't fix it."
Lu Anguo Brush the stone chips off your hands.
"Keep it."
Zhao Mingyuan was startled. "Why keep it?"
"As a record."
Lu Anguo raised his hand and pointed to the gun marks on the monument.
"We have kept the one-inch palm print Ruan Long Half-Step Martial Sovereign for decades. Now Zhengyang left two feet of gun marks on it with the Martial Saint Realm. Why can't it be left?"
"But its defense pattern has been damaged, and its defense level is far less than before."
"Then put it somewhere else."
"Where?"
"Place it at the main entrance of the headquarters as an incentive."
Li Zhengyang raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.
This old man is quite good at getting things done.
You don't have to lose money, but you still have to show off the results of your victory.
Zhao Mingyuan looked at the mysterious monument, then at Li Zhengyang in the pit, and finally shut up.
This guy really wants to pay, he will most likely go to the Finance Department to collect information on site.
Lu Anguo stepped over the broken floor tiles and walked to Li Zhengyang.
"How much force did you use in this shot?"
"Full force?"
Li Zhengyang thought for a while.
"Almost."
"Can I have another shot?"
Lu Anguo As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding senior officials all backed away.
Zhao Mingyuan rushed over and hugged his arm.
"Can't!"
"Absolutely not!"
"One more time and the headquarters will be gone!"
Equipment Department also quickly advised, "Mr. Lu, the test data has come out, there is no need to waste another piece of the headquarters campus."
Lu Anguo ignored them and only stared at Li Zhengyang.
That shot just now.
This is by no means something Martial Saint can do easily.
The most important thing is that he is only twenty years old.
Lu Anguo took out a black box from the inner pocket.
The box is only the size of a palm, with a golden seal pressed on each corner.
Qin Zhan's expression changed suddenly when he saw this thing.
"Mr. Lu, are you going to give it to him now?"
"Now is the best time."
"Should we go through the approval process again?"
"When those old men finish the process, Demon-Human will be able to have three litters."
Lu Anguo raised his hand to open the seal.
Click.
The lid pops up.
There is a dark gold token lying inside, with the word "war" on the front.
Li Zhengyang glanced twice.
"Pure gold?"
Lu Anguo The emotions that had just been brewing were blocked back.
"No."
"Is that worth anything?"
"Can you hear me out first?"
"You said."
Li Zhengyang promised, but his eyes were glued to the token.
Lu Anguo handed the box to him.
"On top of the Army-Breaker Bureau, there is another War God Hall."
"It is not under the jurisdiction of anyone and is not open to the public. Only the real top combat power of Great Xia is qualified to have access to it."
"Every official member of the palace has at least the ability to suppress one restricted area alone."
"This token represents the preliminary membership status of the War God Hall."
"As long as you pass a practical assessment, you can officially enter the palace."
Li Zhengyang finally asked the key.
"Is there a salary?"
"No."
Li Zhengyang's interest suddenly dropped by half.
Lu Anguo added.
"However, full members enjoy the highest level of resource allocation rights in the treasury."
Whoosh!
The box was instantly empty.
Lu Anguo looked down and saw that War God Token had been put into Li Zhengyang's pocket.
"The highest level?"
Li Zhengyang Hold the pocket.
"Elixirs, Spirit Stone, Cultivation Technique, and equipment can all be adjusted?"
"If you meet the mission requirements, you can apply."
"How long does it take for the application to be approved?"
"Urgent tasks can be dispatched first and reported later."
"Is there a quota?"
"Calculated based on combat merit and mission level."
"Where is the assessment?"
Lu Anguo was paused by this series of questions.
"War God Hall will arrange it."
"Arrange now."
"You don't want to rest?"
"No need."
Li Zhengyang pulled out Dragon Spear, and the tip of the gun hit the ground heavily.
"Demon-Human or Demonic Beast."
"Give me the coordinates and I'll take care of the target."
Lu Anguo looked at him and was about to nod.
The siren suddenly tore through the silence above the headquarters.
Everyone's Tactical Watch flashed a red prompt at the same second.
[Southern Frontier Theater emergency battle report!]
[Border Defense Line discovered Emperor Rank energy fluctuations!]
[First Fortress lost contact!]
Qin Zhan opens the communication with one click.
On the holographic screen, only half of the blood-stained face flashed.
"Demon Abyss... it's on..."
The screen instantly turned into a snowflake.
Li Zhengyang raised his hand, took out the War God Token from his pocket, and looked at Lu Anguo.
"Practical assessment."
"Isn't this coming?"