Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 19: Recognizing the Pearl with a Wise Eye
"Qi Tian got a bunch of young people together to play the legion game, which is really childish. No wonder the four legendary true immortals all called him the jealous Mr. XX."
"It seems that the cultivation world is full of idiots, and the True Immortals are not much better." Wang Chen complained in his heart, but then he realized that he was facing a bigger problem.
"Reserve?"
How would he know what the reserve force was? Moreover, a group of ferocious cultivators even glared at him before leaving.
The most frustrating thing is that I don’t even know any of them.
He was confused at the moment. After thinking hard, a person appeared in front of him.
Cui Yiwen.
Two hours later, Wang Chen flew to Chongdu City with satisfaction. That was the Suzaku Army's reserve concentration camp. The names of the talented cultivators who wanted to serve under Young Master Tian were kept there, waiting for the moment of being selected.
After he negotiated peacefully with Cui Yiwen in the identity of Ji Ba, Cui Yiwen cooperated very well and handed over to him.
He was very surprised by the cooperative attitude and he liked Cui Yiwen a lot more.
Although this information is not confidential, in terms of the concentration and detail of the information, Linglong Pavilion is undoubtedly the number two intelligence dealer.
After the teleportation array was activated, he arrived in Chongdu.
Wang Chen habitually concealed his cultivation and walked towards the Suzaku Army reserve garrison.
If it weren't necessary to fill up the establishment, he wouldn't even be interested in filling up the so-called team.
Just pick two at random.
The reserve garrison is not large, maintaining the ancient yet wild architectural style of the capital city, but a huge Vermilion Bird carved out of red copper at the gate demonstrates its status.
The metal red copper can be used to refine magic weapons and flying swords for cultivators in the Qi Condensation Stage. I wonder how much red copper would be consumed to make such a big Vermillion Bird.
Although Suzaku was magnificent, the reserve troop’s base was obviously not as lively as Wang Chen had imagined. Instead, it was a bit deserted. He walked in while looking around.
There were dozens of tables and chairs placed in the hall, and traces of disorder could still be vaguely seen, indicating that someone had sat there before. However, at this moment, it was empty with only a few scattered figures.
Hearing the voices, a fat man who was lying on a pile of chairs put together in the middle of the hall to use as a wooden bed jumped up suddenly.
Right before Wang Chen’s eyes, a mountain of flesh suddenly popped up, and an indescribable expression passed through his mind.
The fat man, who looked like a mountain of flesh, blinked his eyes, looked Wang Chen up and down, and said in a rough voice: "Boy, when you come to the reserve team, you must follow the first come first served principle. If there is another captain coming to select people later, you are not allowed to jump around. Get out of my way and let those of us who came first be selected first, and then it will be your turn. Do you understand?"
This sentence revealed enough information, and Wang Chen instantly came to three conclusions.
"First, all the people here are reserve players."
"Secondly, I may have come to the wrong place and ended up in this reserve selection area."
“Third, the stuff here is what’s left over.”
"It seems that I am late for the information!" Wang Chen frowned.
But only a hoarse but delicate voice was heard from the side.
"Hey, Fatty Du, you better be quiet. If someone really chooses you as the captain, that would be weird. Look at your body shape. The pig demon kings I saw when I was young were not as sturdy as you. I would rather be in the same team with this guy than with you."
Wang Chen turned his head with a sense of horror. In his sight, a tall and thin man in a lavender robe with long hair stood up, smiled at Wang Chen, and even blinked at him.
To be fair, this man is not ugly, but his delicate voice, charming expression, and lavender aesthetic are really poisonous on a man.
Wang Chen turned around without saying a word, only to find that he was blocked by a handsome young man dressed as a scholar and waving a folding fan.
"Flower demon, before you speak, could you please shave the stubble on your chin? It looks disgusting!" The scholar shook his folding fan, and a faint fragrance emanated from it.
"What's your name, brother? May I ask what your cultivation level is? Are you married? What family or sect are you born in? What are your requirements for your partner?" The scholar asked with a smile on his face.
"Come on! Zhou Xiangrong, you're a chatterbox. I'm annoyed just by listening to your voice. You're just an annoying fly." The flower demon retorted.
"Hmph, a bunch of stupid birds." A cold voice came from the side.
Wang Chen looked to the side, but saw a young man sitting on a chair, not even turning his head, looking extremely cold and aloof.
"Shut up! What the hell are you doing here, a Qi Condensation Level 9?"
Fatty Du scolded.
“The ninth level of Qi Condensation…” Wang Chen was speechless.
"Are we playing house here? What kind of monsters are those left here?!"
With a sneer in his heart, the other person had already walked out.
At this time, a middle-aged man dressed like an ordinary shopkeeper came towards them with his hands behind his back.
When the middle-aged man saw Wang Chen, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Captain Jiang Yu, you really have a keen eye for talent."
Upon hearing this, Wang Chen's pupils suddenly shrank.
Then he said calmly: "Just a few of them."
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly froze.
After being stunned for a second, he turned around in doubt and looked at Wang Chen's back as he walked away.
Among the four True Immortals, three of them inexplicably adopted a legion organization, which made Wang Chen inexplicably suspicious. The world where the True Immortals live is likely to be a place of killing and war everywhere. The True Immortals bred in such a place are likely to be more .
In a team, the strength of the team members is extremely important, and he is not unaware of this.
But first of all, he is not Jiang Yu himself .
Secondly, the moment the middle-aged man opened his mouth, the mocking tone and words he used, combined with the attitude of the entire Kong Ling team towards him, made it clear that he was bound to be tricked.
In this case, he might as well take the initiative.
"Death is imminent, and you don't know what to do." The middle-aged man stared at his back coldly for a long time, as if he had guessed Wang Chen's thoughts. Then he snorted coldly and turned around and walked back to the camp. There was no trace of the mercenary look he had just now.
"Captain, my name is Du Zida, I'm Nirvana."
"My name is Hua Wangu! I just entered Nirvana not long ago."
"My name is Zhou Xiangrong. I entered Taoism through books, found a path along the way, and have already achieved Nirvana once."
"Don't look down on young people because they are poor. I am Xiao Bing. Even though I am only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation now, I will definitely surpass you in thirty years!"
All day long, Wang Chen’s mind was filled with the self-introductions of these funny guys.
These young people are all proud to be Qi Tian's subordinates. When introducing themselves to others, they always say with pride that they are the cultivators under Young Master Tian. However, they don't know that countless cultivators under the four young masters have died at their hands.
"You're rushing in, do you think this is just a game?" Wang Chen spat.
He had already made up his mind that these four so-called team members were just there in name only.
