Chapter 10 The gods are also making choices

Chapter 10 The gods are also making choices

It's just that the call was too weak, and even Chen Shu had no time to respond, and it was gone in an instant.

So much so that even Chen Shu himself was not sure whether it was an illusion or real.

If it's an illusion, just treat it as if it didn't happen, but if it's true, then Chen Shu will have to consider his abilities.

I remembered this in my heart.

Chen Shu packed his things in advance and went out without saying hello to anyone.

He also made an appointment with a buyer in the evening. Being late is not good after all.

But there was still enough time at this time, so he chose to take the bus.

This seems to be a habit. Chen Shu rarely takes a taxi. He likes to take the bus wherever he goes. If the distance is not far, he will ride his bicycle. This has nothing to do with poverty, it is just a habit.

After his parents died in a car accident, he rarely rode in the car.

He was going to the city's priest's hall.

It is a place of similar nature to the Government Affairs Hall. It is just a management side and a management priest side.

Comparatively speaking, the benefits and benefits of working in the Master's Hall are about 20% higher than those in the Government Affairs Hall. Especially since those who work here are civil servants with established staff, the benefits themselves are not bad.

Don't ask why Chen Shu knows so well.

Chen Shu has been full of yearning for this job for a long time. He checked a lot of information on the Internet, including examination requirements, etc. It was really that his previous life left a deep impression on him.

The end of the universe is the establishment.

No one can turn down a well-established job.

Didn't you see that the 400-year-old willow tree in the school transformed into a god, and his strength was at least at the late stage of the wandering god level? In the end, he still obediently bowed his head in front of the school's establishment.

If nothing unexpected happens after graduation, Chen Shu should also take the examination.

Imaginations about the planned life in the future are swirling in my mind, but buses are running on the highway non-stop. Even in small cities, there are still busy traffic even after get off work. The sound of horns and slow-moving traffic always make people confused - —This all came out of nowhere.

The days are very short in winter, and before six o'clock, the sky has already dimmed. The sun is hidden under the mountain, and a dim yellow light is dragged around for a long time, and finally falls crookedly on the car window.

very beautiful.

Chen Shuxiang probably feels homesick, and he always thinks of many past events at such moments.

This small city is where Chen Shu has lived all his life. He has actually forgotten almost everything about his previous life. Eighteen years is enough time to dilute many things.

…

And on the other side.

Outside the Master Hall, the two stood, looking around from time to time.

"Zhang Teng, is this person you are talking about reliable?"

"A 200,000-yuan distant-eyed divine creature is worth less than a cabbage!"

"It's not like you don't know that there are not many distant-eyed gods in the first place. I think according to the ability written in that post, even 800,000 is not too much!"

Both of them were in their early twenties. At this time, someone next to them asked: "How about asking Kamiya to spend more money to buy one? Who knows whether the things on the Internet are reliable?"

"Reliable."

Zhang Teng is a thin young man, about 1.7 meters tall. Standing next to the 1.9-meter-tall man next to him, his already average height appears much shorter.

As he spoke, he glanced at the man and said, "Don't be ignorant of the sufferings of the world. Go to a god's house to ask for a distant god. The price will be at least three times higher. Why don't you pay for it?"

"Tsk."

The man still muttered: "Isn't it reliable over there? I read on the Internet that they will exaggerate their abilities when selling these products. If it is useless by then, then the money will be wasted."

"No, no."

Zhang Teng waved his hand: "Today is different from the past. It has been rectified a long time ago. Even if it is exaggerated, it is normal. What else do you want if it is so cheap?"

"Okay, don't say any more."

"The seller said it will arrive soon."

Wang Yuan spread his hands helplessly: "If it doesn't work when we get to the ruins, don't blame me for not warning you earlier."

"You know, our team has spent a lot of time trying to find that thing."

No. 1 Middle School was not far from the Master Hall. It only passed four stops. Chen Shu got off the bus at the fifth stop.

From the outside, the Master Hall looks like an ordinary building, nothing special. Chen Shu has passed by this place many times, but has never entered.

There is no such thing as stage fright.

When he walked not far from the door, he saw the buyer this time, an ordinary-looking young man who was unremarkable. There was also a tall young man beside him. The two seemed to be talking to each other. What.

When Chen Shu saw him, Zhang Teng also saw him.

Because I saw the photos in advance.

When he saw Chen Shu, Zhang Teng was still stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses, came up to him, and shook hands politely: "Hello, Zhang Teng."

"Are you, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Shu nodded: "Are you surprised?"

Zhang Teng smiled bitterly and said: "When I saw the photo, I thought you must be young, but I didn't expect..."

As he said this, he glanced at Chen Shu, who was obviously wearing a school uniform.

"So young."

He turned around and glanced at his friend who had come with him. Sure enough, his emotions were basically written on his face - I knew you were unreliable!

Zhang Teng was helpless.

In the business world, no matter what the situation is, it is naturally not easy for students to gain trust, especially a student wearing a school uniform.

Zhang Teng himself felt a little regretful.

Although Chen Shu has some divine aura about him, in the initial stage of the profession of divine master, one cannot feel the strength of the other party from the outside at all.

Therefore, it is natural to question Chen Shu.

The three of them exchanged a few words and walked towards the Master's Hall. The appearance was ordinary, but the inside of the building looked very good. It was very spacious and bright, with several counters scattered here and there, and they were widely distributed.

Following the guidance of the sign, we soon arrived at the [Trading Office].

The [Trading Office] is a window specially set up for transactions between self-employed individuals who are not backed by a platform. Its meaning is equivalent to a guarantee function, rather than a handover of money and delivery between two people.

Generally, individuals who post online but do not have a store will choose this place to avoid fraud and other illegal situations when trading sacred items.

Of course, the tax is also reasonable.

There were not too many complicated procedures. The two of them each filled out a form and submitted it. They probably wrote down some details of the transaction, including terms such as price deductions after mistakes were made.

After that, they didn't have to wait long before someone led them to the rear.

After passing through two corridors, we came to a row of lounge-like rooms with the words "Quiet Room" hanging on the doors.

Please God requires a relatively quiet environment. Although these houses look ordinary, they are actually expensive to build. Just sound insulation and solidity cost a lot of money.

In such an environment, people seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.

I randomly chose a quiet room.

At this point.

Chen Shucai took out his divine object from the bag.

A dark, bright crystal the size of a baby's fist, with a smooth surface. When it was taken out, it had an obvious sense of separation from its surroundings, as if it should not exist in this world.

Zhang Teng's eyes lit up.

Although I really wanted to complain about Chen Shu for putting such a precious thing in his schoolbag without any wrapping, there was no way to fake the aura of a divine creature, so that was enough.

Taking the sacred object with great care, Zhang Teng turned around and entered the house.

At this time, Chen Shu still couldn't help but said: "There is no guarantee that the divine transformation will be successful. You know this, right?"

"I know."

"The gods make choices too, don't they?"

Zhang Teng was stunned and said.