[69 Book Bar - www.] Chen Lin and the others gathered around curiously, only to see a young man shouting angrily to an old man with white hair and beard and wrinkles in front of the table.
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. I don't know what ten contribution points are. Do you like these eight contribution points?", the old man glanced at the young man with his cloudy eyes and warned.
"This task that requires five kilograms of iron ore has ten contribution points. It can be completed within three days. Ten contribution points. If you don't believe it, take a look." The angry young man said while handing the bamboo slip in his hand to the old man's hand.
"Your task is eight contributions. If you have any questions, you can call the person who issued this task to check." The old man took the bamboo slip, put it away without even looking at it, and said to the young man.
"You issued the mission, how do I know?" the young man said with a blush on his face.
"Since we released it, do I know the contribution points or do you know the contribution points? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense and don't hinder other people," the old man said contemptuously.
"You..." The young man's real name is Fang Niu. He was originally an honest and honest man. He was accepted as a disciple by the elders of the Black Sect and has been practicing hard in seclusion. Recently, his master was away and he came down below.
, I was ready to accumulate some contribution points in exchange for something, but I didn’t expect to encounter such a thing.
"For being disrespectful to the elders of the sect, five contribution points will be deducted and only three contribution points will be recorded for you. You can leave," the old man continued.
Hearing this, Fang Niu Shuang's face turned red, and finally he could only leave angrily; Chen Lin watched the play from beginning to end without saying anything, but he had a general understanding of the matter in his heart.
This task must have ten contribution points. The reason why such a thing happened is naturally self-evident. The middle point must have been corrupted by the old man.
The Black Sect recruits disciples every year, and the outer sect alone has tens of thousands of people, and the outer sect only has a group of elders responsible for contributing points; so the elders who do this kind of thing definitely have no time to practice, which is not good for others.
, is a waste of time, so basically no one does this drudgery, and therefore, the top management of Black Gate increases the contribution points of this task.
The elders who do this kind of thing basically do it because they have not made a breakthrough in their own cultivation and their lifespan is about to expire. They want to get more contribution points and go to the sect to exchange for elixirs that can increase their lifespan. Living one more day means that
One more hope of breakthrough.
But what should the elders who were doing contribution point trading find out that the contribution points they needed were still not enough? So they thought of gray income.
The sect's contribution point handling fee is one out of ten, but when it comes to them, it's one out of nine, or more; they often charge more handling fees and deduct additional contribution points, and the deducted contribution points are naturally put into their own contributions.
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Regarding these, Chen Lin believed that the top management of Black Gate must know; but why did the top management of Black Gate let themselves go and kept their eyes open and then closed? Chen Lin guessed that the top management of Black Gate did not want others to say that they were ruthless. After all, these
Many of the elders in the elders joined the Black Sect with them.
"These things have nothing to do with you. Don't worry about it. You just need to practice well and do more tasks." The fat man said with a smile to everyone, encouraged them a few words, and left.
"Cleaning, one contribution point" "Take care of spiritual grass, ten contribution points"... Looking at the dazzling array of tasks in front of him, Chen Lin couldn't help but feel a little dazzled.
They are relatively easy to make money. If I burn down the entire place, they will be in chaos. Chen Lin smiled darkly in his heart.
It seems that there are a lot of these tasks, and even the bamboo slips with tasks are a bit rotten. Someone should have posted them a long time ago, but no one has completed them, right? Chen Lin looked up curiously.
"Xuntianxincao, one million merit points." Damn, one million. Chen Lin was shocked when he saw it. One million merit points are enough to exchange for a high-grade heaven-level secret book or a high-level heaven-level weapon.
The martial arts and weapons in this world are divided into four levels of heaven, earth, black and yellow, and each level is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. As for the top level of heaven, it is basically used by talents like the head of the Black Sect. The entire continent, heaven level
There are only a handful of top-grade martial arts and weapons.
"I don't know what this Tianxincao is? What effect does it have?" Chen Lin wondered in his heart.
"Mr. Hu, are you here?" When Chen Lin was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu...?" Someone pulled his clothes, and Chen Lin realized that he was being called. He immediately realized that his current identity was that of the Hu family, a reclusive family.
"Hey, it's you, Xiaoyun, what's wrong?" The person who came was none other than Sima Yun of the Black Sect. The old man who recruited the over-age disciples of the Black Sect at that time. At that time, he handed everyone over to the fat man and went up the mountain to return to his life. These days
I haven't seen him since the day before, and I didn't expect to see him here now.
"Mr. Hu, it's me. The leader has invited me!" When he heard the word 'Xiaoyun', Sima Yun couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, but he immediately said with a smile on his face.
What? The head of the Black Sect wants to see me? Did I hear you right? "Um, please say it again. I didn't seem to understand it just now." Chen Lin said to Sima Yun with disbelief on his face.
"Master Hu, the leader wants to see you and wants me to take you up the mountain now, please!" Sima Yun smiled and said to Chen Lin.
No, I didn't reveal my identity. How could the leader of the Black Sect meet me? Now I am just a chore disciple who is not even a formal outer disciple. Chen Lin was tangled in his heart and wondered. Could it be because of the Black Sect?
The leader regards me as a member of the hidden family? After thinking for a long time, Chen Lin finally came up with such a reason, and only this reason can explain it.
It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. After thinking about it, Chen Lin said to Sima Yun: "Then let's go."