Back to his narrow and frustrated tent, Zhang Jiao washed up as if nothing had happened, and lay on the camp bed, closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep, but he was actually sleeping.

I secretly observed with my own eyes and realized the changes in the fantasy realm, and a night passed without realizing it.

The next morning, he relied on his special identity as the Yulin Army, and did not have to eat breakfast. He lay until noon and got out of bed before the turn.

Put on a full set of vermilion armor from head to toe, and carried three banners with tung patterns on the red background behind him, and appeared outside Toyotomi Hideyoshi's tent.

I stood on the bridge in a strange way, and the sun was shattered for a long time.

Finally, the sunset was setting in the evening, and before the rest was about to rest, Toyotomi Hideyoshi's little surname, Jixiangmaru, suddenly walked out of the tent.

More than 10 people were randomly surrounded by the Yulin Army who were rotating outside the tent and said, "The Taige Hall has an order to let you enter the tent."

Zhang Jiao was suddenly among the people who were clicked. He was slightly stunned, and then walked into the tent with other selected people.

In the camp, Toyotomi Hideyoshi was standing tall under the jade wall, waiting for the group of Yulin to kneel down in front of him, and ordered with a graceful manner: "There will be a distinguished guest coming soon. We need to perform martial arts to help you liven up, regardless of life or death.

Let you fight.”

Zhang Jiao was born in Luyang, which had a feudal system, but actually had a relatively civilized national style. Later, he gradually became popular in Nanyang, where the social environment was more open.

Although I am well aware of the dark side of society, I have never experienced the extraordinary and meaningless thing of fighting for victory with my life and pleasing the powerful.

However, he knew that in Rimaru, who was extremely strict in class order, Long Ting, who paid great attention to the high and inferiority of blood, was extremely honorable to be able to perform martial arts and gain glory for the great nobles.

The general public with no status and status is not qualified to play.

So although he cursed secretly in his heart, he could only imitate other Yulin soldiers on the surface, showed an excited expression, and replied loudly: "I wish to die for the main hall."

"Well, I wish the lord the king a prosperous martial arts and a victory in the flag." Toyotomi smiled faintly and encouraged him.

Then he waved his hand to signal the Yulins to retreat aside, close his eyes, and then fell into a wandering place again.

Zhang Jiao looked at the old war dealer wandering around and thought to himself: "This old guy is really a divine thing. The country is fighting for the country, and suddenly landed on a deserted island, waiting to buy things.

Just buy things, but now I call my friends to win the martial arts competition.

The army spent billions of dollars on its own, and it was just so meaningless. Isn’t it a lunatic?

I really want to split his head and see if there is a ball of paste inside.

Thinking of this, if I now "explosion" manifests all the fantasy species unlocked to the legendary realm and attacks him, the national competition might end directly before it even started.

Unfortunately, the fantasy species was defeated by the mythical nine-tailed fox soul last night. It would take at least 10 days to resurrect in the sea of ​​consciousness, which was delayed."

I thought about it this way, but in fact he just YYed there.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi is an old legend with mysterious abilities. She is in the Himaru army formation. Even if the fantasy seed is intact, Zhang Jiao will never act rashly.

It took several more hours to stop in the tent. When the Yulin soldiers felt their feet were numb, Toyotomi finally opened his eyes again, but instead of letting everyone go back because the guests were reluctant to come, they announced the banquet.

After a while, one dish of dried fish, one bowl of miso soup, two fist-sized grilled rice balls and one small dish of mixed raw meat sashimi were sent to the Yulins by servants.

The amount of food seems to be quite insufficient, but it is the quality of Class A nutrients, which is enough for ordinary and advanced supernatural consumption for 1 whole day in combat.

Because Toyotomi followed the eating habits of the sage of the sage and doctor Xia Zong and was speechless, everyone in the tent finished their meal like a torment. After waiting for a while, a retainer finally came in and said, "Report to the main hall, Mr. X is here."

In the classical style of the Himaru military formation full of variants, it is really inconsistent to hear the name ‘Mr,X’, a very foreign-flavored title.

Zhang Jiao, who was beside him, couldn't help but feel moved.

Then a relaxed expression flashed across Toyotomi's face, then he returned to his graceful and generous look, nodded and said, "Please come in."

"Yes." The old servant stood up and retreated.

After a while, a group of guys who looked blond and blue-eyed, obviously from the Western Mainland people walked into the tent.

The leader of these Westerners is a strong fat man wearing leather hunting suits and a huge hooked nose, between middle-aged and old, with a golden hair that has a bit of grayish hair.

After seeing Toyotomi, he nodded in a fancy way and said with a smile: "Prime Minister, I brought what you need, and I hope you have prepared what I want."

"Didn't you say you can't produce that much? Why did you have it again? Dear X?" Toyotomi showed his experienced politician style and shrugged as if he was a ghost.

It is no longer like the old, corrupt and dominant kingdom of the system.

"Profit, my respected Prime Minister," X spread his hands and said, "If capital has 10% profit, it will be guaranteed to be used everywhere...20%...it will become active...50%...it will take risks...100%...it will dare to trample on all laws in the world.

If you are willing to give 120%, I can only create miracles for you."

"Besides miracles, I also need to ensure quality." Toyotomi Hideyoshi said like a complacent businessman when he heard this, as if he was back when he was a straw sandal vendor when he was young.

X did not answer this question directly, but said with a sad expression on his face: "Half a month ago, because of a terrible black magic leak accident, two small countries of the Shahua Alliance unfortunately passed away, and it was very painful before their death.

Because Tanisha and Doba's national strength are weak, they neither master the manufacturing methods of nuclear weapons, nor have legendary powerhouses as guardians in the territory, and this matter ended up in the end.

However, out of humanitarian responsibility, several bright religious organizations in the Western Continent spontaneously carried out large-scale wizard hunting activities.

Now is the Internet age. Although the two continents of human beings in the east and west are simply two worlds in different dimensions in the eyes of the general public.

But if you pay attention, you can still find this news."

"No, I have a better way to verify the quality of the potion." Toyotomi Hideyoshi said, and then seemed to point out a random point and said, "Yulin, go to Matsushita Fengzhu with Jixiangwan and choose 5 pills at will."

Zhang Jiao didn't understand the meaning of Toyotomi Hideyoshi's words, but it was not easy to ask questions now, so he could only walk out of the tent with Jixiangmaru honestly.
Chapter completed!