Two months passed quickly, and Gooding and his group were busy for Robert's affairs.

With the help of Baroquelov and Crowley, coupled with the reputation of the Gooding Pirates itself, major consortiums are willing to help.

But the fire of origin and the heart of life are too rare, and no chamber of trades has the inventory of these two things.

There were even several chambers of commerce enthusiastically helping to contact some of their own customers as collectors, but they still found nothing.

In Dreams, the atmosphere at the kitchen table was a bit dull. Although Bigg made a table full of delicious food and the fragrance of various dishes was everywhere, no one was interested in eating this dinner.

"There are twenty-five days left before the screening competition begins. In the past few days, the human community will arrange for us to meet with other contestants and then send us to the entrance of the trial space." Gudin informed everyone of the news he received from Baroquelov, and then his eyes turned to Robert, and was silent for a moment before speaking. "Sorry, the two-month period I promised has arrived, but I failed to fulfill my promise and did not get the fire of origin and the heart of life... But I still hope that you can carefully consider the future evolution direction."

"Robert, give us some more time. The screening match will only start for more than twenty days. Although we will set off in the next few days, we still have time before the official screening match begins." The Sea King also spoke and dissuaded.

"Yes, Robert, don't rush this time. Regardless of whether you can get it in the end, you can go to the training tower for refining, and one day is enough." Liliat also said from the side.

Everyone else spoke one by one.

"Okay, I'll refine it on the last day." Robert couldn't stand the request from everyone, and finally agreed.

After dinner, Gudin pulled the sleeve of the Sea Emperor. The Sea Emperor glanced at Gudin, and then the two walked towards the top of the spacecraft.

"What's wrong? Is there anything I can't tell in the main cabin?" When he arrived at the top of the spaceship, the Sea Emperor asked in confusion.

"I was just wondering if we could just let Robert not participate in the screening match. Since we can bring Tagore and Bru into the main plane, we can also make Robert look like a pet. Or let him hide in one of our small worlds." Gooding put forward his own idea.

"This is impossible. There are regulations for the main plane. Pets can be carried, but Robert is not a pet. Besides, we are so famous now. Almost the entire plane knows who the members of our pirate group are, and it is impossible to fool them. Also, if he hides in the small world, there must be a way to find out the main plane. If this method is feasible, anyone can bring outsiders into the main plane. Doing this will only make things more complicated." The Haihuang gave up Guting's idea in a few words.

"But according to the current situation, it is not realistic to find the Fire of Origin or the Heart of Life in the remaining twenty days. The major consortiums now don't even have any clues. When the time comes, Robert will definitely refine Noah's Cube as soon as possible for the screening match." Gooding was reluctant to see this happen.

"So, I can only hope that the miracle will appear..." The Sea Emperor was also helpless about this.

...

Three days later, Gooding and his group were called up and gathered with the rest of the contestants.

The other contestants were also the strongest monsters selected from each area of ​​the higher plane. They all regarded themselves very well. I heard that the Goodine Pirates occupied twelve places, which was comparable to the total number of the three areas, which made many people not convinced.

In the conference hall, a blonde young man walked towards Gooding and the others with a group of people.

"You are Guding, right? I heard that you almost killed the Zerg Queen. Now you don't seem to be very strong, and it seems that the rumors may not be true." The blonde young man walked not far in front of Guding and said provocatively.

Bigg, Feise and others on the side all put their hands on the weapon, as if they were ready to take action at any time, but were stopped by Guding.

He ignored the provocation of the blonde young man and walked towards the sofa not far away.

“I have booked this sofa.”

The blonde young man flashed and grabbed the sofa. Then he jumped up and stepped on the sofa with his feet, walked around the side and a few times, stomping the entire sofa into a stain. Then he sat on the back of the sofa with his legs crossed and looked at Guting provocatively.

"You want to know if the rumors are true, right?"

Gooding's eyes gradually became colder. He had been feeling a little uncomfortable these days because of Robert's incident. At this time, he finally couldn't help it when he encountered someone's provocation.

"Then I will let you know if the rumors are true!"

Guding's body had 120 secret patterns of law that penetrated his body, and surrounded his body densely. The powerful saint-level aura soared into the sky, and the terrifying pressure immediately suppressed the entire conference hall.

Bigg and the others had similar combat power to Guting. They just felt their bodies sinking.

But the others were not so lucky. Most of the eighty-eight contestants were just the combat power of the Gods’ Perfect Realm, with less than twenty Shuras, and among these twenty, only two of them barely reached the combat power of the two-star Shura.

Such a group of people, in the face of Gutin's pressure, even breathing was difficult for those who were less than Shura-level combat power.

The blonde young man was one of two powerful men who barely reached the two-star Shura, but Gutin's pressure was mainly directed at him. He felt like a small boat in the vast ocean, and he could not even control his life and death, and he could be destroyed at any time.

"Do you think the rumors are true now?" The blonde young man suddenly heard a voice coming from his ear. He suddenly realized that Guding had arrived in front of him at some point, and his lips were only five centimeters away from his ears. However, he had not captured all these actions at all.

"Oh, I thought it was the chairman of the board who got angry because of something. It turned out to be you guys, Guding." At this time, a familiar voice came from the door, and then a white-bearded old man walked in slowly.

The visitor was Crowley, the vice chairman who had a good relationship with Gooding and others.

Only then did Guding calm down his breath.

The pressure dissipated, and everyone present felt relieved, and the blonde young man's back was already wet with cold sweat.
Chapter completed!