After paying attention, Wang Shijie also regained his usual composure. He took the account book and glanced at it. Finally, he focused on the final number of spiritual stone exchanges and said gently: "Starting from Shan Yue, the number of spiritual stone exchanges will be
The total amount is 5,600 pieces of low-grade spirit stones. As long as you hand over the spirit stones to me, your mission will be completed."
Since Chang Sheng was sitting relatively close to Wang Shijie, he could clearly see that Wang Shijie didn't look at the account seriously at all. Instead, he glanced at it and looked at the amount of spiritual stone exchange at the bottom.
Although Chang Sheng did not approve of Wang Shijie's attitude towards work, he also knew why Wang Shijie was like this. After all, apart from having a little research value, the waste elixir had almost no other uses. That's why Wang Shijie didn't pay attention to it so much. As long as the number is correct,
Just submit the corresponding spiritual stones on time every month.
After all, in this world, except for himself, no one seems to have heard of anyone who can absorb the medicinal properties and spiritual energy in the waste elixir and use it for cultivation. Therefore, it is understandable that Wang Shijie does not pay attention to it! And this situation, for himself,
It is also very beneficial. The less others pay attention to it, the more you can continue your great career of absorbing it without any concern.[
He took out 500 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones and 600 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones from the Wuzhu Qiankun Bag and placed them on the table. Chang Sheng noticed that there were still 1,000 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones in the Universe Bag, which he thought should be used for
Spare. After all, the warehouse is open three days a month, and there should be people who come to exchange waste pills for spiritual stones. If you are a deacon and don’t have spare spiritual stones, it really doesn’t make sense.
After checking the number, Wang Shijie directly put all the spiritual stones on the table into the Qiankun bag. He smiled and said: "Okay, your task for this month is completed. You can go to the welfare hall next to it to receive the deacon's monthly salary."
"Okay, I'll take my leave now." After hearing Wang Shijie's words, Chang Sheng immediately stood up and said. Chang Sheng has always stayed away from such inconsistent people!
"Well! If anything happens, you can come to me at any time." Wang Shijie seemed to have seen the meaning of Chang Sheng, but Wang Shijie, who had long been accustomed to being invisible, would certainly not show an inappropriate expression, but would be cordial.
The way.
Looking at Chang Sheng's back, Wang Shijie's smiling face disappeared in an instant. Instead, his face was filled with frost, and his eyes revealed a sinister look, and he murmured: "So you are Chang Sheng! How dare you threaten to fight?
Kill my son, you are really arrogant! Do you think that there is no peerless strong man in my Wang family? If you don’t leave the sect in this life, that’s it. If you do, hum! But don’t blame me for being rude!"
It turns out that this Wang Shijie is the father of the disciple named Wang who once had a conflict with Chang Sheng on the second level. When he heard that his precious son almost signed a life-or-death battle with Chang Sheng, he heard about it.
Wang Shijie wanted to teach Chang Sheng a lesson, but was stopped by his great-grandfather, the inner sect elder Wang Zhigao. He also warned himself not to provoke Chang Sheng, as he would be expelled from the family if he violated the rules.
After meeting Chang Sheng in person today, Wang Shijie suddenly discovered that Chang Sheng was really naive in terms of human relations and sophistication. This kind of person should be the kind of born religious maniac. In addition to cultivation, there is no room for anything else in his eyes. When interacting with others