Mythology card making

Chapter 58 Jihai Group, [Feng Shen Lu]

"We'll have to deal with each other more often in the future, just call me Bo Lang."

Zhou Bolang was sitting on the stone steps of the flower bed, with a pomegranate tree in full bloom and as bright as clouds behind him.

The green leaves swayed and rustled in the wind.

"Brother Fu must be very busy these days."

He reached out to brush off the leaves on his training clothes, took the latest issue of "Yunmeng Morning News" from the rocking chair on the side, and waved it towards Luo Fu.

The column titled "Tourism Morning Light" in the upper right corner clearly lists the list of personnel involved in "Operation Monkey Collection":

"I worked all night to complete the task. I didn't rest for a while, and immediately helped Sanbuzhen find two more monkeys."

"Brother Fu, when it comes to hard work, you are the first in our generation."

Zhou Bolang gave a thumbs up and asked directly: "Brother Fu has almost half of the points to upgrade from the first gear to the second gear, right?"

"Yes, I have it." Luofu didn't hide it. He unzipped his coat and sat down on the stone steps. "My talent is average, so I'll work hard to make up for it."

"Brother Fu, being too modest means being arrogant."

Zhou Bolang motioned to his junior brother on the side to get snacks and ice water for Luofu, with a smile on his face:
"I still know Qi Hongyun's level. If you can beat him to the point of autism, not to mention his invincible talent, at least in our group, he will definitely be ranked first."

"You're just too inactive. If I hadn't been idle and scrolling through messages the past two days, even a person like me who loves making friends wouldn't have noticed you."

At this point in the conversation, Zhou Bolang couldn't help but remind him: "Brother Fu, in our group, if you have nothing to do, you can hang out with us. Many of the group members in the group have scary backgrounds."

"Song Fuzhou should know about it, right? He is a fourth-generation disciple of Yunmengguan, the one who is praised by many people in the group."

"That buddy's grandfather is Song Jihai, the founder of Jihai Group, and his grandmother is Gu Xianmei, the former president of the Shanhai Provincial Education Association. His parents, uncles and aunts are also prominent figures in Shanhai."

"We were in the same class in high school. Usually at school, the school leaders would talk and laugh with him."

"The most interesting thing is that my brother Zhou, who was in his first semester of high school, dyed his hair yellow, went to the cafeteria with us after playing ball that night, and bumped into the dean of our school, the 'Heisha King'."

"The director didn't wait to scold me. When he saw it was him, he immediately held back his anger and praised his hair color for showing his energy."

"The guy whose online name is 'Yihe Bastard I have the longest life' is my real name is Meng Changqing. His family is from a card-operating hospital, so he has a lot of connections."

"'Exactly seven words for fuck'. Her real name is Qi Tianxin, the second shareholder of Jihai Group - the daughter of the uncle of the Qi family. She is a very atmospheric girl, but her mental state is not stable and she likes to go crazy."

"Usually, Shui Qun likes to post those spoof emoticons about her step-brother and step-sister spreading the Internet. Because of this, Qi Hongyun never joins her group."

"By the way, Qi Hongyun was also selected two days ago, but he didn't join the group..."

Luofu sat quietly aside, listening to the other person's story, occasionally responding, and nodding from time to time.

Zhou Bolang took the ice water from him and talked non-stop for more than 40 minutes.

Luofu memorized this information, which was unknown to be true or false, word for word, so it was a worthwhile trip.

The scorching sun slowly moved into the sky, and time flashed to noon.

Zhou Bolang finally expressed his appeal: "Brother Fu, after talking for a long time, in this group of more than 20 people, we are from an average family."

Luofu heard this and glanced at the antique, simple and atmospheric boxing gym.

An area of ​​nearly [-] square meters in the city center, bustling students with wealthy families, expensive training equipment...

It’s hard to comment on the “ordinary family background” the other party calls.

But he still sighed softly and nodded in agreement.

Zhou Bolang thought he had Luofu's approval, and his words were a bit warmer: "Brother Fu, I'm going to say this from the bottom of my heart, seeing you today makes me feel much relieved."

"You said that our conditions are not bad, but the actual conditions are here, and our growth is destined to be restricted."

"Brother Fu, let me tell you what I mean, if you feel something is wrong, you have the right to fart."

"Don't blame me for being friendly with others. I always believe that people should be more sincere when interacting with others..."

"It's okay, Bolang, just say it. I am also an ordinary person and an honest person, so I can understand you." Luo Fu patted Zhou Bolang on the shoulder sincerely and motioned for the other person to continue talking.

Zhou Bolang sighed and continued: "Brother Fu, let's be very realistic. You can beat Qi Hongyun now entirely because of the inspiration reserves you have accumulated in the past ten years of your life. To put it harshly, you are just taking advantage of your old age. .”

"But Lao Di, one day I will finish it."

"You and I are neither imaginative people who are born with knowledge, nor are we heaven-defying monsters with endless inspiration."

"No matter how good your brain is, there will be a day when you are tired."

"I'm running out of inspiration, and I don't have a profound family background..."

At this point, Zhou Bolang's throat suddenly choked.

Luofu, who has read countless people, couldn't tell that this guy named Zhou is a man with good intentions, but he is more prone to temperament and loves to make connections no matter whether it is useful or not.

To be honest, this kind of person is quite dangerous if he gets along well.

Shen Gongbao in the drama version of "The Romance of the Gods" is an example.

But who is Shen Gongbao?He taught his disciples dignifiedly, no ordinary students could compare with him.

The classmate Xiao Zhou in front of him now is, at best, a "civilian" genius who likes to hug together for warmth.

Having said this, Luofu also understood what the other party meant.

"Add a friend so we can communicate more if you have nothing to do?" Luofu asked tentatively.

Zhou Bolang nodded vigorously, picked up the communication card, scanned Luofu's screen, added friends, and kept talking:
"Brother Fu, given our conditions, if we want to go further, we need to communicate more."

"Only by establishing good communication channels can we have the opportunity to bridge the information gap and break the information barriers created by the Maison."

"We and the 'meat eaters' are destined to be different people...we are separated by our bellies and hearts, and there is a sadly thick barrier in between."

"If we're far away, we'll talk to those close to us."

"Brother Fu, I don't know who your mentor is. But I know that the people in charge of the Spark Project in Yunmeng City are all direct descendants of the Shanhai wealthy family."

"It's just such a group of 'know-it-all' people who are kind enough to accept us, a group of common people, as their adopted sons and daughters, as well as their disciples and grandchildren."

"But they will never mention the words [Feng Shen Lu] to us."

"Feng Shen Lu?" Luo Fu frowned subconsciously.

Zhou Bolang looked like "As I expected, you really don't know" and said helplessly:

"A few years ago, led by the Xu family of the Imperial Capital, wealthy families from all over the world began to consciously collect 'god relics' scattered around."

"In addition, the secular world experienced the so-called 'Era of Chaos' before it collided with the blue."

"The Hengtianzun, Weiguagu, and the Three Monkey Gods we are familiar with are just survivors of that disaster, not the entire world."

"In this glorious world, there are countless information about gods and ghosts, hidden in the long river of history."

(End of this chapter)