Volume 2: Scales in the Pond Chapter 279 Big Shot
Soon, there were only two people left besides Qiao Ji.
One of them was naturally the high priest of death whom Qiao Ji asked him to leave behind.
Qiao Ji didn't recognize the other one. The Soul-Devouring Blood Robe he wore was very strange and had no special symbols on it.
Qiao Ji looked at him, and he stepped forward and introduced himself. "Alan Robin, I have been responsible for collecting materials and making Soul-Eating Blood Robes for the organization for more than ten years. I noticed that you are still using the Soul-Eating Blood Robe of the Jealous High Priest. I think you may need to modify the style of the Soul-Eating Blood Robe according to your own preferences. Please let me serve you."
It was the voice of a middle-aged man, sounding gentle and decent, as if he had been working in the service industry for a long time, like a butler in a movie or TV series.
Responsible for making the Soul-Eating Blood Robe? It seems that the former president's logistics.
He is indeed a technical talent. From the look of him, he hopes to rely on me. I should be generous and let him do that. After all, Qiao Ji wants the production technology of the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe.
"Is the raw material for making the Soul-Eating Blood Robe mainly souls?" asked Qiao Ji.
"There are a total of thirty-seven kinds of materials needed, some of which are not available on Earth. They were left by the previous president, but we still have quite a few in stock. If we have enough souls, we can make nearly a hundred Soul-Eating Blood Robes."
Alan's answer briefly explained the situation, which means that it would be difficult to gather more materials for the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe?
After all, the former president is dead, and it is unknown where he got those materials that do not exist on Earth.
However, the quantity surprised Qiao Ji. How could there be so many materials in reserve for the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe?
It seems that what restricted the mass production of the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe in the past was probably the souls and the number of main priests. After all, not just anyone can become the main priest of the Blood Robe. At least one has to master a special power, right?
Qiao Ji decided to have Alan bring the raw materials to see him. If possible, he would take the materials to the training ground to copy some.
When you clear the underworld dungeon in the future, you can collect more low-level souls, and you should be able to continuously create the Soul-Eating Blood Robe. The Soul-Eating Blood Robe is a very practical equipment that is immune to mental attacks below the earth level.
"Leave your address before you leave and I'll come find you. Then it's your turn. Who do you want to introduce me to?"
Qiao Ji looked at the High Priest of Death.
"This is a serious matter, and I hope we can talk about it."
The High Priest of Death looked at Alan, the technician in charge of equipment manufacturing, implying that he felt that this person was not qualified to attend the meeting.
But Qiao Ji didn’t think that the so-called big shot could be that big. Wouldn’t he die?
"I'll be back in 10 minutes."
Alan took the initiative to leave this space.
Now, only Qiao Ji and the High Priest of Death were left. He spoke first, "Your Excellency is so powerful that even a country cannot do anything to you. But have you ever thought that although the earth is big, it is as small as a grain of sand in front of certain beings?"
Qiao Ji knew what this meant when he heard it, especially when he thought about his recent experience, so he asked directly: "Are you raped?"
"I pursue the power of death. I am no longer a living being," he retorted.
His subordinates are all half-human, half-undead beings, and they have been completely transformed, which is not surprising to Qiao Ji.
The Death Priest continued, "Only death can increase my strength, and only death can give me eternity. You are very powerful, but you will eventually run out of strength in the face of time, and only death can give you eternity. The great man I am going to introduce to you holds some of the power of death."
The High Priest of Death spoke in a very low voice, which had a unique charm. Did he sing opera when he was alive?
"Hehehe..." Qiao Ji laughed.
The chief priest of death was puzzled by Qiao Ji's smile, "This is eternal life given by death, aren't you tempted?"
"I've fought against the underworld several times. Their immortality is a joke to me. Earth-level undead are easier to kill than those with special abilities."
"No, you don't understand. Those are just cannon fodder. Without the authority of God, they are all cannon fodder, even those at the Earth level."
Qiao Ji put away his smile and said in a cold voice, "So, this important person you introduced to me requires me to go to the underworld to meet him?"
"I know you have concerns, but please believe in the selflessness of death."
I don't believe your mother.
"As long as you can contribute to the process of annexing the Earth and bringing it into the territory of death, that lord will certainly reward you generously."
At this moment, the chief priest of death seemed to be saying, "He who knows the times is a hero. As long as you surrender to the devils, you will get a lot of money."
Qiao Ji wanted to stab him directly, but he held back.
It would be better to take advantage of the situation and see what's behind him. It would be best if we could get the method to go to hell from him.
Going to the underworld is like returning to a happy hometown. Qiao Ji will definitely not hesitate to place a few nuclear bombs in there to add to the fun, and then collect souls to fill up the system for his own pleasure.
However, directly catering to him was not in line with his current persona, so Qiao Ji said, "Don't say that nonsense, just tell me the time and place to meet."
"Sorry, I need some time to prepare the cross-border gate. Please wait a day or two and I will let you know when the time comes."
The Death Priest stepped back and said, "Also, I suggest you reorganize the Antiquity Appraisal Society. They are still somewhat useful."
The High Priest of Death left, leaving Qiao Ji alone in this foggy space.
Going to a meeting alone?
It sounds a bit dangerous, but Qiao Ji thinks he can go and take a look and be prepared.
As soon as the cross-border door is opened, the High Priest of Death and his men will be controlled immediately, and it is still unclear whether they can get through.
In short, you must first master the cross-border methods in your own hands.
Qiao Ji was waiting in the foggy space. It was the first time he looked carefully at the animal skeleton under his feet.
One rib is several times thicker than others, and there are too many ribs. After all, so many blood-robed high priests can stand on it. The body is very long and looks a bit like the skeleton of a giant snake.
Qiao Ji wanted to jump down and take a look, but not now.
He waited for a while, and Alan Robin came back here again.
"Do you think it will be difficult to re-establish the Antique Appraisal Society?" Qiao Ji asked as soon as he appeared.
"It's not difficult. They need your protection. Each faction has a leader. You only need to talk to four people and gain their support. Then you can control the power of the Ancient Appraisal Society."
Alan gave an answer that sounded very feasible.
"Very good, give me the address and I will come to you now."
Qiao Ji was not worried that Alan would inform him of the news in the past ten minutes and bring people to ambush him, because he had clairvoyance and could conduct reconnaissance in advance.
