Chapter 25

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When they were calculating the rewards from the fantasy realm, Muchuan had only killed the Bloody Ginseng Fruit Tree and hadn't used the monkey hair yet.

By the time he used the monkey hair, everyone had already chosen to leave.

When Muchuan returned to the apostle's residence, except for Li Zhuang, everyone else was gone. They must have left the fantasy realm.

Of the three conditions for passing the level, others have not completed any of them.

They were all led by Muchuan, and none of them had an overall rating higher than E.

But in this fantasy realm, as long as you can survive, their requirements are not high, except for the rich man Guan Song.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Muchuan asked curiously.

Li Zhuang stretched out his hand and said, "Let's get to know each other again.

Li Aotian, from the official organization Tiangong, the organization code name is Tota Li Tianwang. "

He saw the stick that was like the sky falling just now.

Muchuan stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I have a crooked mouth, and I am known as the Dragon King of the Crooked Mouth in the world."

Li Aotian: "..."

This guy must be mocking him, but he has no proof.

As for the code name Crooked Dragon King... he knew five or six people, so it was considered a relatively popular code name.

"Wang Tiantian is our new member and is under observation.

It's a pity that I fell into this fantasy realm.

Gao... Weizui, are you interested in joining our Tiangong?

In Daxia, joining the official organization will bring many conveniences.

Whether you want life-saving items, points tasks, or information, it is easier than other organizations.

In the apostolic circle, it is difficult to work alone. "

The official organization is indeed very attractive.

Li Aotian had introduced the official organization to Muchuan before, intentionally or unintentionally.

Official organization: Tiangong!

It is the most powerful apostolic organization in Daxia.

The Heavenly Palace supervises all the apostles in Daxia, and any apostles who are not registered with the Heavenly Palace are regarded as dangerous elements.

Once an apostle's ability is used in reality, regardless of any reason, he will be hunted down by the Heavenly Palace and given the severest punishment.

Tiangong suppressed the entire Daxia, and no major organization in Daxia dared to disobey.

Unfortunately, the rules of Tiangong are too strict and there are too many masters. Muchuan has many secrets, and he is not very interested in joining Tiangong:

"Forget it, I'm used to freedom."

"Okay!" Li Zhuang didn't force it and left his phone number:

"137...If you change your mind, please contact me anytime."

Why don't you leave? Five minutes are almost up... Muchuan nodded: "Okay!"

Li Zhuang also noticed that Muchuan seemed to have things to deal with when he came back.

Although he was very curious about Muchuan's secret, Li Zhuang was still a sensible person. He waved his hand and said:

"Goodbye, I hope we can meet again next time."

Get out of here... Muchuan waved his hand with a smile: "Goodbye!"

Li Zhuang's figure turned into white light and disappeared in a flash.

He left the fantasy realm.

Muchuan closed his eyes and checked the remaining time. There were still 20 seconds left before he would be forcibly teleported out.

"Fortunately, it's not too late."

Muchuan walked to the corner, opened the recycling box, and threw the mission items [Ming Yue's Taoist Robe] and [Yu Xin Ruyi Whisk] in.

This was what he suddenly thought of when he received the five-minute exit prompt.

Can the recycling bin be used to recycle mission items?

If possible, I can send it myself in the future.

In the future, if you obtain a high-level mission prop like [a magical monkey hair], you will have room for manipulation.

Not all mission props are consumables, such as [Ming Yue's Taoist Robe].

[Ding! One C-level robe and one C+-level weapon were recovered...]

The prompt suddenly disappeared when I reached this place, and the recycling bin was jammed.

"No way, a bug has damaged my baby?" Muchuan suddenly became anxious:

"You must not be bad, my dear family."

This recycling box is the biggest difference between him and other apostles, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a golden finger.

This recycling box is a super artifact for the apostles.

No, he won't change it even if I'm given an artifact!

Muchuan hadn't been anxious for long when the prompt for the recycling bin came again, making him sigh in relief.

[Ding! Since the item is bound to the phantom realm, the forceful recycling loss this time is 65%.

You can choose one of the following three rewards]

[1. Cash 35 million, obtained after passing customs. ]

[2. A D+ level magical item]

[3. Attribute points 2 points]

The recovered items were 65% damaged, including two C-level items. In the end, he was only given a reward equivalent to D+ level.

But it's okay, better than nothing.

After all, it is a fantasy bound item. If other apostles get it, it will have no other value except to complete the mission.

Muchuan decisively chose three, with 2 attribute points.

He also wanted D-level props, but Li Zhuang repeatedly emphasized that attributes are the basis for an apostle's strength.

Props can be purchased with money, fantasy points and medals.

But attribute points don't work.

Attribute points are not only rare, but also cannot be traded.

Muchuan chose to believe in Li Zhuang, and this time he chose attribute points.

When the countdown above his head ended, Muchuan's vision went dark and he left the fantasy realm.

Before leaving, he saw Tang Seng and his apprentice opening his door.

Unfortunately, the two sides did not speak, and Muchuan disappeared from the spot.

Time is running out, otherwise Muchuan would still have many questions to ask Tang Seng and his disciples.

For example, how on earth were they subdued by Qingfeng Mingyue? They are so good!

Who was the guy who broke the Wuzhuang Observation Formation?

Why does the ginseng fruit tree become like this?

It's a pity that Muchuan can't stay in this fantasy realm anymore.

In the darkness, the prompt from the phantom realm sounded again.

[Rewards are being distributed...]

[Extracted to E-level skill double strike]

[Extracted E-level skill Blizzard]

[Extracted to E-level skill hardened skin]

[The newcomer awakens and opens the beginner's permissions: points mall, trading contract, personal world bag, and apostle community. ]

[Acquire 715% experience value, upgrade to level: 4, and reward 6 attribute points. ]

[Your clearance evaluation ranks first on the low-level fantasy realm clearance list. Please confirm the code within three days. ]

[Ding! You are being watched by many gods. There will be some changes next time you enter the fantasy realm. Please be prepared. ]

At this time, the light returned to Muchuan's eyes, and he returned to his rental house.

Without enough time to pay attention to the reminder from the fantasy realm, Muchuan immediately looked around.

Muchuan felt relieved when he saw the black recycling box lying quietly on his bed.

Looking at the recycling bin now, Muchuan's mentality was different.

He decided that from today on, this box would be an heirloom of his Mu family.

Muchuan now had the intention to pay attention to the phantom realm reminder just now.

Being noticed by many gods from the fantasy realm, it must be Tang Seng and his disciples, otherwise who else could it be?

No matter, I'll find out next time I go in.

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