Chapter 378 Emergency Canned Food

Derrick said in a panic:

"But in Silver City, missions must be accepted... No one is exempt from this. I can't refuse... I can only..."

Klein knew very well what the "Sun" was going to say next, so he could only ask the Fool for help! It was bitter! Even if he had the "Uncovered Kitchen Knife", "Notarized Table Knife", and the various abilities of grazing in "Creeping Hunger", it was still difficult to compete with the evil god! He quickly controlled the "World" to give advice:

“No mission is mandatory.

"Can you find an opportunity to give the potato leaves you planted to the manager in charge of assigning tasks in exchange for other tasks? When doing so, be more natural in your expression and appropriately express that you are uncomfortable..."

Fors pursed her lips. Very good, Klein is even more sneaky than me! No wonder he can get the title of "God's Blessed One"!

Audrey was a little confused. Isn't this a gift or a bribe? Mr. World is also good at this...

Old Bruce nodded with satisfaction, without any other expression.

Alger was stunned. He actually had his own ideas, but since he was the subordinate of the "priestess", his lazy tricks would inevitably affect other people's evaluation of him... Now it seems that Old Blue doesn't mind these things. Is he still encouraging and approving? Yes, the old man has seen everything in decades! This is simply a trivial matter! And if he keeps silent now, he will give him a bad impression!
Derrick scratched his head and said:

"The missions to go out of the city to explore are all assigned by an elder in the 'Six-Man Council'. Because such missions are relatively dangerous, there are only two teams at most at the same time... Therefore, I may not be able to deliver the potato leaves to that elder..."

The Hanged Man Alger took over the topic at the right time and said:
"'Silver City' is indeed special. I have a plan. Before this mission, will you still participate in patrols? Find an opportunity and let the monsters hurt you on purpose...

"Heh, if you don't have a patrol mission, you can pretend to be on the verge of losing control. The specific method is..."

Hiss! Everyone's perceptions have been greatly impacted. How can this be possible?!

Klein opened his mouth, somewhat speechless. Mr. Hanged Man's method had a high success rate, because any normal Beyonder would not joke about "losing control"! So how did you know the technique of "faking losing control"?
If you hadn't obtained the "Fool" spell before, would you have practiced this method to avoid the mission to the Southern Continent? !

Compared with his own worldly-wise methods...The Hanged Man is gambling with his life!
Old Bru nodded again. He didn't speak because he was a little hesitant. He knew what was at the bottom of the round tower in the City of Silver. Next door was the former captain of the exploration team who was deeply parasitized by Amon!

After the "Sun" is locked up, Amon will sneak up along the connection between Derrick and the gray fog at the next "Tarot Club"...

Although it was not a big deal for Klein, who already had the Demigod Seal, and could easily "completely eliminate" the Amon virus by mobilizing the power of the gray fog, this information seemed to be detected by Amon himself...

However, if he prevented the "Sun" from entering the round tower, the "waves of fate" caused by this action would seem to be sensed by Amon. After all, this guy had anticipated that there might be gains decades in advance, so he ambushed here... But then Amon said that the Silver City had more than one clone at the bottom of the round tower... Tsk tsk, what a troublesome guy!
Old Blue once again cursed the disgusting abilities of the Gou San family in his heart, and watched the development of the situation quietly. Since Amon would know something anyway... then he should make all preparations and fall into the trap! It would be best if the other party's real body came to Backlund, and then...

"I understand! Thank you, Mr. Hanged Man." Sun Derrick gritted his teeth and said solemnly, as if he had accepted the old man's slippery method. He would save his own life first, and then expose the weirdness of the "shepherd" to protect the City of Silver! For this, he was willing to lose his own honor!

Klein felt mixed emotions. Another rookie was led astray! But in the final analysis, it was because his own strength was not enough... If he had... not to mention an angel, but the power of a true demigod, would he dare to help Mr. "Sun"... escape? Well... I don't have the confidence...

I still have to get promoted quickly! I have the potion formulas and corresponding extraordinary characteristics of "Faceless Man" and "Master of Secret Puppetry", but unfortunately I am stuck in the progress of potion digestion! What a luxurious trouble!

After everyone chatted freely for a while, Klein announced the end of this Tarot Club and quickly returned to the real world. After taking a nap, he went out to buy groceries and prepare dinner.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, at the Backlund Aurora Society headquarters.

"Butis, A, you..." The "Dark Saint" hesitated to speak. He wanted to scold the two guys because the organization's name seemed to be too famous recently, causing the three major churches in Loen and the military to carry out a mad crackdown. Some bases that were not secretive enough had been uprooted...

Fortunately, with Butis who is good at "teleportation", the damage to the organization members was not serious, but the next missionary work... should be extremely difficult to carry out.

He felt regretful and couldn't help but ponder whether it was a wrong choice for him to force Butis to stay and help the Backlund Diocese.

"Oh! If you want to praise us, just praise us as much as possible. I won't be proud, and I believe A is the same!" Butis Blue pointed at himself and Mr. A beside him and said proudly.

"Sir, 'Dark Saint', I don't need praise. I just feel honored to work for the Lord!" Mr. A pointed the inverted cross on his chest and said casually:
"I hope you can demonstrate the 'Blade of Flesh and Soul' again... The one I recorded last time was used to kill the Ambassador Dung Beetle."

F*ck, you're still praising me?! How dare these two people come and take credit for it?! The "Dark Saint" felt a little headache, and he really wanted to open his head right then and there to see if it was contaminated... Of course, before that, he also had to see if these two guys still had brains! He pressed his head with his right hand made of shadows, and said helplessly:
“Next time, I’ll demonstrate it when I’m free.

"We are in a very difficult situation right now. It seems that Butis alone cannot take care of all the members of Backlund. Butis, don't you still have a few men brought from the Abraham family? How about transferring them to Backlund for emergency use?"

"Emergency...canned food?" Butis Blue stroked his chin, his eyes brightening as he said:
"That's a good idea. I'll write to Louis Wayne right away."

(End of this chapter)