This task, which is not a task, did not give Wang Xiaofeng too much reward, but replaced the title above his head and transitioned from a white-clothed sacrificial priest to a formal - local bishop.

Local bishops have the power of the land, control the king's regime, and guide the faith of tens of millions of believers. They are considered to be the chief officials of the Holy See, and have absolute power and prestige. They are generally only responsible for those with high moral character.

As the saying goes, it is not reliable to do things without words. Wang Xiaofeng's young local bishop should be considered a rare or unprecedented situation in the history of the Holy See. This is also called another level of success and fame.

Wang Xiaofeng's appointment ceremony was on a cliff, and no one else witnessed it except the witness of the commander of Paul's Legion. However, Wang Xiaofeng had a fixed seat in the arbitration court of the Holy See, and the Cathedral of Zhenghuang City became his official office in the future. The Holy See and the Knights of Light in the territory under his jurisdiction must obey his order.

While listening to the old elder telling the light code, Wang Xiaofeng chatted with several friends on the Guild Channel. Seeing that the president was still active as before, the players of the Tiandihui breathed a sigh of relief. The rumors and rumors from the outside world were self-defeating. A comrade was alive, without any incurable disease, nor was it caused by the game that caused mental illness...

But soon, Wang Xiaofeng's voice began to feel a little weak, and his "real situation" that could only be online for six hours per natural day was also understood by the guild players. Everyone advised Wang Xiaofeng to pay attention to rest, and this news also reached the ears of those who are interested in it in various ways. The World Association is not an inseparable iron plate. On the contrary, there are no clear regulations to protect high-level privacy.

When Wang Xiaofeng made a body out of control and wanted to go offline, the nagging thoughts in his ears finally stopped. After talking for a long time, the old guy who still had no soreness in his waist and legs did not hurt, smiled at Wang Xiaofeng and told Wang Xiaofeng what he needed to do next...

"If you take over, you have to give a speech?"

Wang Xiaofeng listened to the words of the elder Guangming with a big head. Zhenghuangcheng Cathedral had made all preparations and was ready to welcome his first inaugural speech as the Bishop. Inaugural speech... What should he say? Could it be that he should continue his career as a charlatan? Carry forward the life of a charlatan... I guess this is the only way, and he is a personal skill, so he is not afraid.

The inaugural speech was scheduled for the evening, and after that, there would be a simple dinner. Wang Xiaofeng had a few hours to deal with his own affairs. Thinking of the summoning of the beautiful mentor just launched and what kind of power practice Kemier was doing, Wang Xiaofeng was like going to Yufeng City to check out if there were any traces of the remnants of the Nine Heavens.

The intensity of the crime of the Nine-Level Clan gang and the continuous strengthening of believers' hatred and disgust towards the Nine-Level Clan can also be used as part of tonight's speech.

Stepping into the familiar chapel, several low-level priest players watched Wang Xiaofeng from a distance and pointed at him. A girl secretly sent a message to him. Wang Xiaofeng, who had already been familiar with bombardment, responded calmly and closed the wooden door of Amy's room quite calmly.

"Let me see if your soul is damaged."

Amy's first sentence made Wang Xiaofeng a little nervous, but a comrade blinked, how could his soul be damaged? "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"You slept for several days. With the protection given by the goddess to the Apocalypse, we cannot find out your situation." Amy sighed and put a hand on Wang Xiaofeng's forehead. "If the teacher hadn't appeared in time, I don't know how much chaos there would be."

"That old man, cough, the teacher has appeared?" Wang Xiaofeng coughed lightly, and he always liked to call nicknames before he knew it. "What trouble can happen?"

"Your situation is similar to the fact that your soul is sacrificed by a demon. If this is true, you will destroy your body at all costs." Amy said word by word, with her little face feeling a little scared, obviously she was frightened by her own words, "Total destruction."

"Uh," Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel black. If he slept for two more days, something would really happen. Fortunately, he had a big backer and came forward in time to help him resolve the crisis. He also took the title of bishop and came back.

"Now your clergy is not high or low, and you have some say in the Holy See." Amy sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to tidy up Wang Xiaofeng's robe, "I know you have your own ideas and have different understandings of light, but many things need to be paid attention to. Bishop, you have to shoulder the responsibilities of one party. You are the guide of believers and the messenger of light. The teacher has high expectations for you, so don't let us down."

"Teacher, did he give me anything?" Wang Xiaofeng laughed, "For example, how many pieces are left in the Tianhui suit? Last time I met those saints from the dark camp, and I guess there is no chance to get them together."

"Don't think about it," Amy patted him a few times, "Do your job first and don't let believers down. Personal power cannot affect the entire battle situation after all. Resisting the demon requires the power of thousands of warriors."

"We are all one of them," Wang Xiaofeng nodded and responded, gradually bringing himself into the game. He would always unconsciously be moved, making himself feel uncontrollably. "If we have the opportunity, we will fight side by side, I will be the knight you guard, and you will be my most beautiful goddess..."

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng finished speaking, he was wrapped in a holy light and flashed out of the door. However, he seemed to see Amy nodding slightly with a red face, probably a chance.

It is not a big deal for me to continue to mess with the flowers like this. The essence of the radish in a fancy way is gradually revealed. A comrade always feels ashamed when he has nothing to do when he has nothing to do.

No matter how ashamed, the existing beauties couldn't bear to let go. If it was spread, it would be absurd. The first player had a little bit of an indescribable relationship with the two virtual characters. Forget it, prepare for a speech. The new official took office and made three fuss. He wanted to find a place to show his authority and correct his bishop's majesty.

He tore open the scroll of the city of Holy Light, went to the arbitration office to receive his token and dress, and then went to the ruling office to hand over the credit note to the ruling.

"Wait a minute," the Holy Light Prisoner called out Wang Xiaofeng's figure to leave, and took out an envelope from the drawer of his desk, "There is a task assigned to you by Lord Saint, take it."

Wang Xiaofeng was slightly stunned and sighed reluctantly, "Can you not take it?"

"The Saint said that you should be happy to do this task," the Holy Light Prisoner smiled, and then said: "I personally reveal some information to you. It is a mission about the Bear Man Tribe."

"Huh?" Wang Xiaofeng was stunned. The Bear Man Tribe? His Hercules Pills still have dozens of stocks. Now the market is full of rare goods. The Bear Man Tribe is about to debut. This is a big business opportunity.

But what does the old guy mean to say that he is willing to do it? Are he greedy for money? Just kidding, I am now a well-known and powerful shrimp in the world. How could he be interested in the Weibo profits of selling the Hercules Pills? Wang Xiaofeng took the letter on the table in a wise manner and turned around and left.

I took this simple letter in my hand and weighed it a few times, but I didn't rush to tear it apart. After looking at the system time, it seemed that half of my "six hours of online" every day had passed. It was time to go offline and rest and wait for the evening to celebrate.

He parked the character near Zhenghuangcheng Church and saw the cathedral decorated with lights from afar. After proofreading it for a while, he went offline to talk to Qiuyue.

The little girl thief has been guarding Wang Xiaofeng, as if staring at the change of the green light was the only thing she wanted to do. Wang Xiaofeng reached out and hugged her in his arms, sighing and silently. "Silly girl, don't go online and see what I do here?"

"Look at when you will go offline." Qiuyue confiscated Wang Xiaofeng's helmet with a little dissatisfaction. "You won't be allowed to play games for too long in the future, and your health will collapse before you get married. How do we live our lives?"

"Uh," Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but turn black. In order to prove his man's ability and strong body, he decided to use practical actions to restore his powerful image.

"Don't make trouble, my parents say you're in good health and you need to control it."

"Listen to them, this game can cure diseases."

"You are tired every time."
Chapter completed!