Lin Feng, who came out of the office, covered his waist and staggered a little while walking.

The incident of the final attack has been explained. According to the furious Deacon Vinik, he may have been offered a reward by the 'Un'Goro Brotherhood', which had been destroyed once but has recently begun to revive.

After walking out of the temple gate, Lin Feng suddenly stopped, touched his pocket which was empty except for the cursed items, and stayed where he was.

I don't even have the fare to go home...

He quickly turned back, but the lights in the deacon's office, which had been on just now, had been turned off.

After standing in front of the closed office door for a moment, he had no choice but to find a church member on duty and asked: "Hello, I have something urgent to contact Deacon Vinick. Can you please help me contact him?"

After the cleric glanced at him, he took out the communication crystal and called out as if he was his.

"She is in the conference room on the fifth floor. Go up and turn left to the third room. The deacon will ask you to wait for her at the door."

"Thanks."

Before leaving, the saint was very kind and used healing techniques to treat his waist injury.

"It's so troublesome for you!"

After thanking everyone, he went to find the spiral staircase to go up.

"I disagree--!"

As soon as he stepped onto the corridor on the fifth floor, Lin Feng heard a roar penetrating through the door. He stepped forward and took a look and found that it was the conference room he was looking for.

The voice sounded like it was Ms. Vinik's, and she didn't know who she was arguing with.

Lin Feng leaned against the wall in boredom, listening casually to the increasingly fierce arguments inside.

"In case of emergency, he is the most suitable person now!"

"This is not a reason for you to sacrifice others."

"Vinick, please calm down. There may be a problem with our expression. We are not asking him to sacrifice, but we are asking him to try to solve this problem."

"Yes, this mission is indeed dangerous, but if you think about it carefully, what did we get for our hard-earned prosperity now, or do you want to make those heavy efforts worthless!"

"In the worst case, we have to retreat to the first line of defense. Those places cannot be defended in the first place. Is it difficult to admit this fact?"

"The latest information comes from the front line. The first line of defense may not be able to hold it anymore. The magic corridor has been raised to its highest level and is ready to face the impact."

There was sudden silence in the conference room.

"Now all the associations are waiting for our reply. The agreement on the use of forbidden spells at the Magic Temple has been unanimously approved. Once the spell is activated, I don't know how many people will be able to withdraw."

"Archbishop Ikarson, he is the person you brought back. Please show your respect."

An old voice sounded, "As someone who has dedicated myself once, I will not support any of your views or practices, but I will follow the opinions of the parties involved."

"Okay, let's ask him directly, explain the situation clearly, and let him make his own decision."

Vinik immediately sneered and said: "If he doesn't go, you let the Magic Temple release the forbidden spell. His relatives are still on the battlefield. Does he have a choice?"

"Not only does he have relatives, but all the people fighting on the battlefield have close relatives. The question is, do we have any choice?"

"Vinick, where are you going?"

Outside the door, Lin Feng, who was about to push the door open, suddenly stopped.

Ms. Vinik, who looked exhausted, opened a crack in the door and walked out, closing the door behind her back.

"What are you doing back here?"

Lin Feng stared at her quietly, "Are you discussing me?"

"No, it has nothing to do with you."

"I'm not a child."

"I told you it has nothing to do with you!"

The deacon's face was full of impatience, and his tone was a little cold: "I'm very busy now, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

The person who had been taking care of him shouted in a harsh tone that he had never heard before. Lin Feng could only put away his doubts and whispered: "I don't have the money to go home."

"I don't have any money, you go to the institute to find Ofelina."

"There is also an identity crystal card..."

"I'll reissue it for you tomorrow. Is there anything else you can do?"

Lin Feng cautiously raised his head and glanced at her, "No, but I still feel that the topic you just talked about seems to be related to me."

"Also, is something serious happening outside the city? My sister is still outside. I'm a little worried..."

Ms. Vinik interrupted him very coldly, "Let me say it for the last time, this matter has nothing to do with you. Your sister is a high-level professional, so you don't need to worry."

Could it be that I am really paranoid?

Lin Feng, who really couldn't find any evidence, could only say dullly: "Then I'm leaving?"

"Um."

When he reached the stairs, he looked back and saw that the deacon was still staring at him expressionlessly.

Lin Feng took one last look at the eyes behind the silver mask, lowered his head, and walked down the stairs with some concern.

Returning to the first floor and back to the door of the Holy Treatment Center, he pressed the elevator button and waited quietly for a while.

Amidst the low hum of metal, two indestructible iron doors opened.

The temple guard inside looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing back here again?"

"I have something I want to talk to Miss Ophelia."

After staring at him quietly, the church nodded slightly and approved his visit.

In the sinking elevator, he suddenly said: "Don't trust that woman too much. She was once a priest of the Spiritual Religion. Don't look at her. She is very majestic in the research institute and can easily command a group of people. In fact, she was recruited by us.

Those imprisoned below reluctantly worked for us after seeing that there was no hope of escape."

"Was she very powerful in her previous identity?"

"It's not a question of whether she's powerful or not, but before you came, she did everything perfunctorily. It wasn't until you became a frequent visitor to the institute that she suddenly became enthusiastic. We suspect she has some ulterior motives.

."

Lin Feng thought about it seriously, "Even if she has some conspiracy, she probably won't be able to succeed under such tight guard."

"There is nothing wrong with being careful. Keep an eye on everything. The more people treat you inexplicably, the more they have ulterior motives."

After nodding silently, Lin Feng suddenly asked: "By the way, senior, I would like to ask if you know what happened outside the city?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

"Thank you." He nodded silently again.

The elevator door opened, and after waving to the uncle, Lin Feng stepped into the research institute again, and after asking around, he saw Ophelia in a room that was not known to be a prison, an office, or a bedroom.

"What are you doing back here?"

"I don't have any money. The deacon asked me to come to you and ask you something."

"Well, you come in and sit down for a while while I look for my old money bag."

Ophelia, who was standing in front of the door, turned sideways.

Lin Feng looked at the somewhat messy room, walked in, scanned the room, heard the sound of the door closing behind him, turned around and was about to say something, but was suddenly covered by a handkerchief.

Mouth and nose.

[Warning: You have ingested the toxin of ‘Dragon Grass’, your central nervous system is paralyzed, and you are about to enter a forced coma! 】

[Pharmaceutical strength: S!]
Chapter completed!