At 9 a.m. on June 26, Lin Qian'an received a call from the Long Group Branch of Qing'an City.

The other party first expressed his gratitude to Lin Qian'an for saving people in the Fox Fairy Theme Park, and then said that he had applied for a bonus and other things, asking him to provide a bank card account and then call him to his account.

If the other party hadn't mentioned this, he wouldn't have expected that he would have received subsequent rewards.

But thinking about it, there are also bravery awards and good citizen awards. This time he saved so many people and solved an abnormal incident. Isn’t it normal for some bonuses?

After explaining the bank card account number, Lin Qian'an hung up the phone.

If he is a formal member of the Dragon Group, he will probably have credit in addition to the bonus.

But unfortunately, he is just a non-staff member.

Strictly speaking, it is like a temporary worker and is not formally organized.

So it doesn't make sense to take credit, after all, he can't be promoted to an official or something.

Of course, Lin Qian'an did not have the idea of ​​becoming a formal member either.

He is very satisfied with his current life.

It’s already great if you have nothing to do to write books, practice martial arts and play games, and slowly move forward on the extraordinary road.

At 11:00 a.m., Lin Qian'an finished writing the novel and took out the "Yeshan Temple Tongzun Advent Card" from the space ring.

The last time he used it was around 9 am on May 27th. Logically speaking, the CD should have been completed now.

Sure enough, when Lin Qian'an took it out, he found that the character image on it had changed from gray to color again.

In this way, he has another trump card, so he doesn't have to worry about not being able to protect himself when encountering abnormalities.

Thinking of Tong Zun, he thought of his "Vajra Demon Subduing Technique".

After fighting with Xue Zhi before, his "Vajra Demon Subduing" has been upgraded by two levels in a row. Now, it should be considered the fifth level of "Vajra Demon Subduing".

Driven by his innate true energy, it is probably equivalent to the "Golden Bell Cover" on the tenth level.

Idle swords and weapons cannot break the defense at all.

If he gets Xue Zhi's claw now, he will definitely not be as embarrassed as before.

Unfortunately, the day when we can summon the Vajra Dharma image is still far away.

Only a hundred layers of "Vajra Demon Subduing Technique" can be initially condensed into the Vajra Dharma image, and with such exaggerated consumption, it is possible to use it at the level of alchemy condensation.

Lin Qian'an could only think about it for a while. For the time being, he had no too much desire at all.

However, since he broke through the innate world, he felt that the speed of impacting the acupoints had become much faster.

The second acupoint that he had been rushing after breaking through has now become very weak. It is estimated that it will be able to successfully hit it in two days.

At that time, with two acupoints absorbing the energy of heaven and earth at the same time, and with the true qi extracted by his "full automatic breathing internal energy", his true energy recovery speed will be faster.

Lin Qian'an was quite satisfied with such a rapid increase in strength.

The only pity is that the time bomb in his lungs is uncontrollable and difficult to remove. Although it has many benefits at present, the cough and pain that it brings from time to time also make him a little worried, and he doesn't know when it will suddenly "explode".

This feeling was like the Death Scythe on the neck and the Damocles Sword hanging above the head, making it difficult for Lin Qian'an to completely relax.

June 28th.

Lin Qian'an's novel "Tong Zun" was completed at 1.28 million words.

He has been writing books with the witch medicine he made every day with the refreshing effect of functional drinks, and there is no less than 30,000 words a day. Today, he has rarely thrown out all the manuscripts and the explosion is over.

Readers were so happy that they handed over recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, and there were also many bigwigs who gave rewards.

Because of this, Lin Qian'an's book even made it to several lists in a short period of time.

Although the number of words in this book is not much compared to those masterpieces, the plot is concise, the plot is wonderful, and the characters are vivid, which is also an excellent work.

After writing this book, Lin Qian'an made a big breakthrough and leaped from the bottom to the middle and low level.

At 11:30 in the evening, Lin Qian'an went out on time, wanting to buy some skewers for Zafant and tell him what he had done about the book.

After so long together, Lin Qian'an and Zafant have become friends.

Friendship between each other is simple and simple, without too much interest.

This kind of friendship can be said to be quite rare.

So the celebratory staff that Lin Qian'an thought of at the first time was also Zafant.

When he arrived at the night market, Lin Qianjun quietly waited for Zafant's arrival.

As time passed by bit by bit, Lin Qian'an's expression changed from expectation to boredom and numbness.

After time passed three o'clock, Lin Qian'an finally couldn't hold back.

Zafant told him that he only sold barbecue between twelve and three o'clock, and after this time, he would not come again.

But that's it, except for the beginning, Lin Qian'an could wait for Zafant whenever he came to the night market.

Zafant has not been absent for a day.

In his words, it is difficult to meet someone who knows how to appreciate his music, so he will naturally not disappoint the other party.

Gulugulu~!

Suddenly, the sound of rollers rotating came from the alley.

Lin Qian'an's face was happy. He knew that it was the sound of a piano skewer.

However, when Lin Qian'an looked up, his expression froze on his face.

Because the piano skewers are still there, but the person sitting on them is gone.

The piano skewers were rolling out of the alley and stopped in front of Lin Qian'an. The skewers on it were already baked because no one played the piano and the taste seemed a bit pungent.

However, Lin Qian'an was not concerned about this, but a man in a black windbreaker who appeared with the piano skewers.

"I have to teleport things over even if I die. Why? It turns out that there is a guest waiting here. Is this a meme? It's so stupid to just act according to the logic of the meme!"

Lin Qian'an clenched his fists and looked at the man opposite him with cold eyes.

The man was wearing a large black windbreaker, about 1.75 meters tall, holding a weapon similar to a Tang sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with a sense of unconcealed arrogance.

"Where is Zafant?" Lin Qian'an asked.

"Who?" Qin Shao asked back.

"The person who is sitting in the piano skewer cart selling barbecue." Lin Qian'an forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart and asked out loud.

"People? Are you talking about that meme?" Qin Shao smiled and said, "I have already cut it off. That guy was still playing the piano before he died. It's ridiculously stupid."

"Why?" Lin Qian'an glared at Qin Shao and asked, "He has not done anything bad, nor has he hurt others, and even his piano sounds do not disturb the public!!"

The last sentence Lin Qian'an almost yelled in his voice.

"Where is there any reason?" Qin Shao looked at Lin Qian'an like a madman and said coldly: "Is there any reason to kill the meme? I think you are also an extraordinary person, right? I advise you not to get involved with memes. Memes disrupt the order of reality and are things that should not exist. If you are too involved with them, be careful to get yourself in!"

After saying that, Qin Shao planned to turn around and leave.

Lin Qian'an smelled the burnt smell from the skewers and his body trembled slightly.

He does not agree with the other party’s ideas!

Quite disagree!

But the meme itself is indeed not protected by law, and the other party's actions can even be regarded as a good thing for human society to a certain extent.

Even if Lin Qian'an was angry, he seemed to be unable to find a reason to vent.

"But he is my friend. With this, what other reason do you need?" Lin Qian'an murmured.

The moment the sound fell, the Shanshan stick appeared in Lin Qian'an's right hand.

Qin Shao's steps stopped and his eyes narrowed slightly.

It's chugging~!

The sound of the mountain stick dragging on the ground sounded, getting faster and faster.

Bang ~!

A stick suddenly fell, and countless pieces of cement sputtered on the ground, and a pit about the size of a basketball appeared in place.

Qin Shao appeared not far from Lin Qian'an, and looked at Lin Qian'an with a serious expression and said, "You are crazy! That's just a meme!"

"It's not just a meme, he is also my friend!" Lin Qian'an held the stick tightly again and looked at Qin Shao seriously and said.

"Being friends with memes? Should you say you are stupid? I warn you, it's best not to go crazy at me anymore, otherwise even if you are a human being, I won't be polite to you." Qin Shao said.

"Then don't be polite to me!!!"

Lin Qian'an roared, and his true energy condensed on the stick of the mountain, jumped six or seven meters high, and suddenly smashed it down in the sky.

Boom~!

The cement pavement was destroyed. Although the stick was powerful and heavy, it did not hit Qin Shao.

Qin Shao appeared behind Lin Qian'an. The hilt of the Tang sword aimed at Lin Qian'an's neck and suddenly fell down and said, "There is enough strength, but the speed is still far away!"

When ~!
To be continued...