Tang Yu was solemn and just listened to this code name, he knew that he must be a super ruthless person who turned his hands into clouds, turned his hands into rain, and breathed his breath to kill hundreds of thousands of people!

"You must have a lot of problems."

Seeing that Tang Yu was about to ask another question, Zhao Chaisang waved his hand. His hands were delicate and smooth, white, tender and slender, and he didn't know how to take care of them. If he could make another nail, he would definitely be a top-notch hand model.

Unfortunately, he is a man.

"Come here tonight at 8 o'clock."

Zhao Chaisan picked up the flyer on Tang Yu's desk, clicked the small words below, remember to scan the QR code, dear-w-

Tang Yu thought for a moment and nodded cautiously.

Zhao Chaisang opened the door, grabbed the rope that had been tied to the big yellow dog's neck, and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment……"

Looking at the big yellow dog that was dejected, with its tail stomped and walking unnaturally, Tang Yu asked: "Is it the dog you raise?"

Zhao Chaisang glanced at the big yellow dog and said naturally: "No."

"Are you planning to adopt it?"

Zhao Chaisang thought for a while: "Well, keep it first, make a pot if it is fat. -Why would you slaughter it today, stuff the pressure cooker for a day, and eat it together at night?"

The big yellow dog felt dizzy in the dog's head and slumped on the floor with a bang. The dog's life was over!

Looking at the big yellow dog that was almost scared to death, Tang Yu squeezed out a smile: "If it weren't for it at night, I would have died..."

"Oh, it saved you.- Then, keep it first?"

The big yellow dog climbed up, his eyes swaying, looking at Tang Yu gratefully, and rubbed Zhao Chaisang's legs, constantly acting cute, and trying hard to survive.

"...I mean, make a pot in winter, it's hot now." Tang Yu licked his lips.

"The more you say it, the more outrageous you become, the more confused I listen, the more you are. You are so poisonous, you are so poisonous..." The speaker in the boss's hat sang suddenly again.

Zhao Chaisang nodded and agreed: "You are right."

Only the big yellow dog's body gradually became stiff and its expression gradually solidified. After all, it still couldn't escape the life of making a pot. The dog was so bitter! When his tail was pinched, the dog's eyes glared, and he was completely scared to faint.

"Oh, by the way, where is Tongbao?" Zhao Chaisang just raised his foot and suddenly turned around and stretched out his delicate and indifferent hand.

Tang Yu blinked and asked in confusion: "What Tongbao?"

"Things like this."

Zhao Chaisang took out a round outside and square inside, emitting milky white fluorescence, similar to an ancient copper coins. "The spiritual objects will fall after being beaten to death."

He raised his leg and kicked the big yellow dog who couldn't wake up the dog: "If you slaughter it, you will have such things... Well, it's the same if you slaughter you."

Tang Yu's heart skipped a beat and he shivered: "You want to kill me?"

"How could it be? You're thinking too much, haha."

Tang Yu didn't believe it very much and asked again: "Does Tongbao look like this?"

"There are big and small, but the shapes are all like this." Zhao Chaisang's eyes flashed and he stared at Tang Yu.

"Then I haven't seen it."

Tang Yu said sincerely that he did not see this so-called Tongbao, but just found a piece of fabric.

"Did it be consumed?...or was it eaten?"

Zhao Chaisang looked at the big yellow dog, and said nothing more. He pulled the rope and dragged the dead dog. Oh no, the dead dog left.

Seeing the cruel man leaving, Tang Yu stood in front of the door for a while and was afraid.

Originally, he thought that the fabric would avoid being killed and robbed by someone if it disappeared, but he didn't expect that he would become a treasure now. Could it be that he was just like that dog, but he was also a life to be slaughtered?

And look at Tongbao, it should be a very precious thing...

Suddenly, Tang Yu felt a chill in his heart, and a terrible inference appeared in his mind.

Could it be that the so-called recruitment of new things is an illusion, seeing you at 8 o'clock in the evening, which is really to lure someone like me to the midnight office, and then make it into a pot and make it into a Tongbao?

The more Tang Yu thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, but now he was full of doubts. No one could explain all this to himself except the one named Zhao Chaisang.

So, should that midnight office go or not?

Tang Yu hesitated. Could it be that he would ask the old professor who studies quantum mechanics again?

Looking at the QR code on the flyer, Tang Yu held his chin and fell into deep thoughts.

Maybe we can learn from the warrior who is obviously super strong but overly cautious, and go to the office after reaching the maximum level in the dormitory.

But I don’t even know the specific situation, so I go to where to level up.

So what should I do?

Tang Yu was in a dilemma, and suddenly, he remembered the fabric that disappeared into his body.

According to the rules in the world of Dianniang, will it be a system from a super civilization that accelerates time, projects various worlds, and allows you to make every world in a few days?

Or maybe it is a supreme technique that can move mountains and moons to become a peerless boss after practicing? What is Zhao Chaisang, what is the big boss, river crabs, all of them are trash!

No matter how bad it is, there must be an old man or a strong man in it, right?

Tang Yu became more and more excited the more he thought about it. He sat cross-legged on the chair, closed his eyes, and began to call in his heart, and tried to sense where the fabric was inside him. - This is how the big guys in the world of Dianniang do it.

But the facts are slap in the face.

Neither the systematic mechanical sound echoed in my mind, nor did there be peerless martial arts or legacy of powerful people. Tang Yu could not even sense the fabric hidden in his body.

This protagonist is really fucking failure! Isn’t it a good son of destiny?

Fortunately, Tang Yu finally found the fabric where it was. When he went to take a shower, he accidentally found the mark of the fabric vaguely visible on his left arm, which was somewhat similar to a tattoo.

Tang Yu wiped his hair while looking at the faint mark: "What is this, how can I get it out?"

Just as he was thinking about this, suddenly, the mark flashed, and the strange fabric suddenly appeared in Tang Yu's hands.

Tang Yu immediately mastered the trick, and this thing could appear as he pleased.

"Do you have a system?" Tang Yu asked.

No response.

"Can you let me be a big boss?" Tang Yu asked again.

Still no response.

"Can you let me spend a trillion?" Tang Yu continued to ask.

He was thinking about nothing.

"Then what's the use of you!" Tang Yu grabbed the fabric with his fingers and threw it bored-

bite!

A crisp sound of impact.

Tang Yu stared at the steel pipe neatly cut off on the escalator beside his roommate's bed. He just threw it casually, and the fabric actually cut off the steel pipe!

It's even more powerful than Xiao Li's mother's flying knife!

Tang Yu frowned. Although he still didn't know what the fabric was, he felt that this thing was probably more precious than the Tongbao from Zhao Chai Sauna.

Putting away the fabric, Tang Yu scanned the QR code and wrote down the address of the 'Midnight Office'.

As for eating, he was not very hungry and was in a mood. Tang Yu was eager to go to the "midnight office" to check in, so he would not be so mean that he would not be able to say that it would be eight o'clock at 8 o'clock.

After all, there is a possibility that the Refined Tongbao may be slaughtered.
Chapter completed!