Heaven's Last Big Boss

Zhou Zheng opened the group list and took a look at his location. As a member of the chat software, he was very inconspicuous among the group names.

Zhou Zheng asked with some guilt: "Tell me, will they suddenly call my name?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Ao Ying patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder: "At worst, I'll send you a voice message, and they might even send you a lot of pills and treasures!"

"Well," Zhou Zheng discovered the blind spot, "Why are you so familiar with chat routines?"

"Eldest sister also has a similar group chat, what kind of fairy group."

Ao Ying's eyes dodged a little.

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "You wouldn't use your eldest sister's name to speak among those immortals, would you?"

"Hee hee, my husband is really smart."

Zhou Zheng shook his head, and continued to carefully read the introductory teaching materials compiled by the immortals.

Although it cannot be said to be like hunger and thirst, it can also be regarded as rain after a long drought.

Ao Ying is really not interested in the cultivation methods of non-dragon people.

Sometimes she stared at Zhou Zheng in a daze, sometimes floated quietly to play on the sofa, and sometimes flew around furtively, putting some tea and snacks by Zhou Zheng's hand.

Zhou Zheng was a little distracted at the beginning, but he soon got used to her presence and regained the sense of concentration he had when reading novels in class.

Cultivation is not just a fun thing, but also the basis for him to settle down in the future, he must work hard and be serious.

Before I knew it, it was sunset.

Ao Ying turned on the light carefully, seeing that Zhou Zheng's attention was diverted from the textbook that he had almost finished, and immediately brought it up with a cup of hot tea.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

She asked softly: "You haven't bigu yet, you have to eat."

"Ordinary people depend on food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and cultivation depends on the realm of Taoism." Zhou Zheng closed the book, closed his eyes and concentrated, "I feel that the editor of this textbook must be an outstanding philosopher. interoperable."

Ao Ying smiled and said: "You, first think about how to fill your stomach! I can cook whatever I want."

"Eat whatever you have," Zhou Zheng said, "The principle of our survival is not to be picky about food."

"Alright then, my Highness, go and look at the leftovers in the refrigerator!"

Ao Ying hummed a little tune and flew to the kitchen. Zhou Zheng got up and stretched, moving his sore neck.

Zhou Zheng rummaged through this thick textbook, and soon found the editor's signature—Mr. Pleiades.

28 constellations?

This should be the most powerful immortal in the heaven.

I don't know what kind of demeanor this Xingjun should be, and whether he really looks like a big rooster six or seven feet tall.

hum, hum!

The mobile phone on the side vibrated lightly. Zhou Zheng glanced at it and found that it was a message alert from the chat software, so he quickly grabbed the mobile phone.

There was only one message in it, and Zhou Zheng's message was still circled.

Group chat [62 special training classes].

Bing Ning (group leader and instructor): The class will start in five days. Before the class starts, you must arrive at the Tianfu Hotel on the Sixth Agricultural Island in Longchen City to report. There are nine of you in this training class, and the class leader is @周郑.Do not chat privately.

……

The figure of the ice fairy appeared in front of Zhou Zheng's eyes again.

Empty valleys and orchids, cold and hard to get close.

Immediately, several avatars popped up in the group chat. At first glance, they were all girls, and all of them were real photos.

Zhou Zheng thought about it for a while, and typed the word "received" in a polite manner, and soon the phone started vibrating non-stop. Several girls in the group chat either called him by name in the group to say hello, or added friends directly Start a private chat.

The special training class for immortals is not easy, only the rising stars who are recognized by the immortals in the world have the opportunity to get training places.

Zhou Zheng soon realized this problem.

In the concept of these monks, those who can be directly appointed as squad leaders by the immortals should naturally be the 'leaders' among their peers and the best monks.

"Did the fairy make a mistake?"

Zhou Zheng was a little puzzled, and while dealing with the greetings from the new group of friends, he clicked on the portrait of Bing Fairy, hesitated, and asked:

'Instructor, I just started practicing today, and I'm afraid I won't be able to convince everyone as a monitor. '

Bingning quickly replied with a message: "Convince people with virtue." '

Immortal means... Let him use his excellent virtues to influence his classmates?

Soon, a system message appeared in the small group of the 62nd special training class:

[Zhou Zheng has been added as a group administrator! 】

Is the Ice Immortal determined to let him be the squad leader?

Zhou Zheng was a little powerless to complain, and new news kept popping up.

There were three young female cultivators who were quite chatty, and he felt his head buzzing after a while.

"what's wrong?"

Ao Ying floated over with two plates of fried panacea, and asked with concern.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm going to report to the special training class in a few days... Come and see."

Zhou Zheng's eyes gradually lost their brightness, and he handed over the phone directly.

……

Fifteen hundred kilometers northwest of Longchen City, the quiet town is located on a plain covered with wild grass and shrubs.

It is not difficult to see that this town has been abandoned for a long time, with moss growing everywhere, and vines covering the walls and billboards.

On the Civic Square on the north side of the town, several young deer strolled back and forth, leaving rows of strewn hoof prints on the concrete floor that had already accumulated a layer of soil.

At this moment, in the middle of the town, on the top floor of an office building.

The entire floor was empty, leaving only a set of tables and chairs in the center, a computer, and the network cable extending more than ten meters from the wall.

Da da da……

The sound of the keyboard and the mouse complement each other.

On the computer screen, a group of "light effect fighters" are working hard to encircle and suppress the monsters generated by the game data.

In front of the computer screen, two slender palms that were so white that they were almost bloodless controlled the mouse and typed the keyboard skillfully and seriously.

This is a tall and thin 'young' man with an ordinary face and no special features; the most impressive thing should be his thin skin where blood vessels can almost be seen.

The angle of view slowly zooms out.

There was an empty space behind the man, and the stairs and corridors were already filled with figures kneeling on the ground.

It is worth mentioning that most of the creatures kneeling here have the outlines of 'humans' and the physical characteristics of animals and birds.

They didn't dare to breathe, they just bowed their heads and knelt down.

Soon, the man in front of the computer stretched his waist, looked at the constantly refreshing chat box in the lower left corner of the screen, and showed a satisfied smile.

Nice copy experience.

He picked up the mug with the cartoon pattern printed on it, took a sip of the coffee in it, turned his head to look behind him, with a slightly impatient expression:

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

A woman with a voluptuous figure and three pink tails knelt forward:

"Report to the King!

"Ao Ying, the third real dragon of the Dragon Palace and the yet-to-be-formed Third Highness, is at Longchen in the Twelve Cities of the Eastern Sea.

"The giant demon king in the sea, the Kun demon king, sent messengers to ask you to send troops to harass the East China Sea area... We are the closest force to Longchen.

"They want to put pressure on Dragon Palace and prevent Blue Star Dragon Palace from joining forces with Futian League. It will definitely be a disaster for the many holy spirits in the sea."

"disaster?"

The man holding the cup raised his eyebrows: "How many benefits have the troll king and the others brought?"

"Thirty boxes of treasures in the sea, 12 pure yin clam girls, and I promise to watch and help you, Your Majesty."

There was a hint of thought in the man's eyes, and just as he was about to speak, a melodious piano sound came from the cell phone next to the keyboard.

The man turned around immediately, grabbed the phone in his hand, made a silent gesture to the monsters, and chose to answer.

A timid voice suddenly came from over there: "Wind, did you disturb your work?"

"No, no, didn't we just finish the copy, I have nothing to do here," the man's voice became very gentle, "It's almost dinner time, what do you want to eat today?"

"Sushi! I've already ordered takeaway! That... Feng, when can we meet?"

The man smiled and said: "When I'm not busy here, I have too much work to do now, and every city is covered by protective shields. I have to fly there and prepare review materials in advance. Why don't you wait a little longer?" s holiday."

"Then I can go and play with you. We have known each other for more than three years, and I can still trust you as a person."

"Really? But my place is relatively deserted, and there is nothing interesting."

The man gradually smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The group of ghosts and monsters kneeling behind did not dare to breathe.

After half an hour.

The demon king Fengqing slowly put down the phone, closed his eyes and thought about the conversation just now.

The last time I had such a pleasant chat was the last time.

"Big, big king, the Troll King and Kun Demon King are still waiting for your reply..."

Feng Qing's eyes opened a gap: "Is their news reliable?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, according to them, I got the news from the Dragon Palace."

"Dragon Palace?"

The corner of Feng Qing's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't ask any more questions, he just said: "Didn't there be a group of trash who accidentally fell into the devil a few days ago? How is it now?"

"My lord, after cultivation, their minds have initially stabilized and are gradually getting better."

"Find a few big ones, look fierce, and throw them outside the protective formation in Longchen City. You don't need to think about breaking through the formation, just give that dog some fun."

The demon king Feng Qing sneered:

"These trash can't even control their own desires, and it's hard to achieve anything in the future.

"Also, send those mussel girls back and ask them to get more pearls and diamonds. Well, if you have beautiful women's clothes, prepare hundreds of boxes for me."

"The slaves obey!"

The three-tailed fox demon hurriedly fell to the ground to take orders.

But the young demon king had already focused on the phone screen, his fingers kept sliding, flipping through the recent chat content, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 13 Simple resignation should be fine

the next morning;

On the light rail train heading to Longchen Third Industrial Island.

Zhou Zheng frowned and looked at the phone screen, his expression switching back and forth between stiff and helpless.

These young nuns...

'Squad leader, let's make an appointment for dinner, I have already arrived in Longchen City ahead of time! '

Want to plot evil?

'What is the cultivation level of the squad leader?I started to practice since I was a child, congenitally consummated and stepped into the gods, but I didn't expect that I was still not as good as the squad leader. '

The desire to win and lose.

'Is the squad leader handsome?Send a photo to see! '

This is obviously a player who is proficient in gossip.