Walking in the wasteland with yellow sand, you can see no sun or figure. You can see a few strong grasses, but there is not much green left.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the wasteland in front of him depressedly. The yellow sand stopped for a moment and could see the still dim world in the sky. Then the yellow sand continued to roll around, covering the world again.

What is this trial task? Looking at a seed the size of a watermelon seed in your hand, is it to plant trees and forests to prevent and control sand damage? It is not a time to get used to being pitted by the system once or twice. It is better to complain less and find the holy water pool as soon as possible and plant the seeds on the task of finishing them.

But the sky is covered with yellow sand, and the system map is black, so how can I find it if I bump around like a headless fly? The only sentence given by the task prompt makes people very confused - "Go on, keep going, find the pool of holy water, and plant the fruit of hope."

Walk straight? Looking down at your footsteps, looking back at the footprints left from time to time. As long as the footprints are kept in a straight line, he can keep walking in a straight line. I remember that the old guy who brought himself into the virtual online game once said that if the road ahead is unclear, you can find the direction behind you.

In Yufeng City Church, two priests stood in front of the gate of the Holy Light Master, responsible for providing interaction for players. Many male compatriots who wanted to see the beautiful mentor Fangrong complained, and couldn't help but sigh that the beauty's aura was getting bigger and bigger.

The wooden door was pushed open, and two intern priests walked out with empty trays. They had just gone in to deliver lunch.

"Smart guy," Bishop Randy sighed, and the three of them sat on the side of the statue, with a not-so-summer lunch on the wooden table that was temporarily moved. This was specially requested by the envoy. The finances of the local church were not sufficient, so there was no need to spend too much money on him.

Amy had no intention of spending money, so she made things difficult for her favorite classmate Suifeng when she came. She could give you food to her because she had seen the goddess and the pope.

A round ball in front of the wooden table emitted a misty light, reflecting a vast yellow sandy world in front of the three people, and a figure was walking in it, heading towards a specific and endless direction.

"Enter Yat," Amy had no appetite, frowned and watched Wang Xiaofeng slowly move forward in the yellow sand. "This kind of trial is a bit reluctant to you and me, let alone He Lun is just a young priest who has just passed the professional trial."

"Under the Holy Maiden," the old man put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and wiped the vegetable residue on the corner of his mouth gracefully. All kinds of customs and cultures in China have a strong local atmosphere. "This is the decision made by the Cardinals. As a disciple of the saint, he should be fearless in any kind of assessment."

Amy's pretty face turned cold and snorted at the old man named Yat, "If any accident occurs in the trial, I will tell the Pope about this."

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head gently and said to the beautiful mentor: "His affairs have already alarmed the Pope Nixia. He is the first Apocalypse to accept the clergy. Even if it is the successor chosen by the Saint, we have to take it seriously." After a pause, there was a little worry in his eyes, "You should know that the Apocalypse does not belong to our world."

"The Apocalypse are all summoned by the goddess," Bishop Randy, who was sitting between the two, spoke up to smooth things out. He was suitable for playing this image. "They carry the dawn of the Dawn Continent. He is the only person who has passed the heroic trial in a century, let alone a holy light priest, believe him."

"Well," Amy responded without any comment, unable to swallow, and still looked at the figure walking hard in the yellow sand.

As he walked along the way, he could not find any guidance in the boundless way. There was still a glimmer of light in the yellow sand. It was the refraction of the sunlight that had cast through the yellow sand. He didn't know how long he had been going or how far he had walked. He was not bored to calculate the number of steps. In this environment, he was easily confused.

Stop and lie down flat in the direction of his footprints, but he has to leave the offline line temporarily. Looking at the speed of yellow sand accumulation, he should not be buried alive within ten or twenty minutes. He still has to explain to Cai Ren and Su Yao, and ask the two to find a place to kill monsters by themselves.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and I had been walking in the yellow sand for two hours. Time magic? I didn't feel much flow of time.

After thinking hard but failed, he sorted out his clothes and left the room, facing...

The huge living room was extremely dull, but the three men and four women in the studio were sitting on the sofa, and a few paper documents were placed on the coffee table.

Su Yao made a silent gesture to Wang Xiaofeng, waved to him to come. He looked at the upside down plates on the dining table, held back the hunger and thirsty, and still walked towards the living room.

"Xiao Feng?" Zi Yan, who was sitting there looking at the document, glanced at her eyes and noticed her sneaky figure. "If you are hungry, go and eat something first."

"Ah, OK." Wang Xiaofeng nodded, looked at the beautiful boss with a very different tone than usual, walked towards the dining table with a lot of doubt. What's wrong today?

However, the lunch was rich, but it seemed that it was all food taken out of the hotel, which was incomparable to the charming craftsmanship. A little discussion came from the living room. Although a comrade warned himself not to be involved in it, he couldn't help but raise his ears.

"There must be a problem here!" Zi Yan put down the list in her hand. "It is impossible for two consortiums to be acquired at the same time. These channels of capital flow seem nothing on the surface, but most of them are short companies, and the source of these funds is also a bit weird."

"It feels like someone is operating behind the scenes." Xuanxuan whispered a rare moment and took the document from Zi Yan's hand. She dialed a strand of hair on her forehead, which made a comrade who was eating keep his eyes open and almost forgot to chew. "These funds can be quickly aggregated together and swallowed up a group company with more than one billion assets, which is definitely a unified deployment."

Although the gaming industry calls guilds like Fengyu a consortium guild, the assets held by the investment company behind it are not enough to be called a consortium, it is just a slightly mocking joke.

Xuanxuan shook her head and said, "I guess someone is coming to trouble us." "Khan, the Lun family hasn't been to college yet, so they don't understand these." Su Yao hurried in the corner and expressed his opinion, "But if someone wants to attack us, how can he move?"

"Seventy-six percent of the guild's equity changed hands," a charming and indifferent tone concealed the worries. "The two groups have good operations, one has been acquired as a whole, and the other has sold their shares in Fengyu. This 76 percent of the equity is in the hands of the same person, and the consequences are unimaginable."

"Isn't Zi Yan the president?" Wang Xiaofeng came over with a plate, "Equity is just a share of profit and capital injection, right? How to interfere with the operation of the guild."

"I am just the executive president, responsible for the development and profit of the entire guild," Zi Yan stroked her clean forehead and sighed tiredly. "Now I hold 21% of the equity. If other equity holders collectively oppose it, the executive president's hat will not be kept."

"And," Hu Biao touched his chin, "the elites of the guild are all supported by wages and benefits. They are not loyal to the president and do not have a strong sense of belonging."

A comrade couldn't help but frown. When he first took office, he saw the heavenly way of love outside Yufeng City, he could only hold food beside him.

"It's a disaster. Don't think about it first. Go back and escalate." Zi Yan stood up and stretched. The light-colored thin skirt could not hide the beautiful charm. A comrade who was eating was stuck by a chicken bone, and his old face turned red in an instant. Zi Yan's pretty face turned red, and she coughed a few times and asked, "Xiao Feng, why are you on a special map again now?"

Hu Biao suddenly punched Wang Xiaofeng in the back. A comrade coughed a few times and finally coughed out the chicken bones and lay on the sofa to glad the rest of his life. "I just took on a trial mission, thank you brother Biao, I can't come out for a while. Xiao Yao, you and Cairen should kill monsters first."

"Brother Stinky," Su Yao turned forward angrily and twisted a comrade's ear, "If you don't bring Lun's family to play, where are you going to hook up with a beautiful woman again!" "I was forced to teleport. The trial scene should be in a desert, and there are no ghosts in the sky in the yellow sand. I can't hook up even if I want to hook up!"

"Damn," Xuanxuan threw the table in her hand. "I'm so impressed that I'm going to look at it. Go back and upgrade!" "Sister Nangong, haven't you studied finance?" "That's what happened many years ago. Alas, now I'm old, and I'm dazzled to see these charts."

"Indeed," Comrade Xiaofeng stood up decisively and sighed to the sky, "Stop, the yellow butterfly in the past has flew!" Suddenly, a murderous aura came to his face, and a comrade picked up the food, turned around and ran away.

"Die Xiaofeng, stop for me!" "Die Xuanxuan, why don't you stop!" "Look at my invincible flying pillow and you move!" "Tsk, just your speed and eyesight." "Ah, stop for me!" "You think I'm stupid?" "I'm not smart at all!"
Chapter completed!