Ye Fan and the old man stayed around the fort day and night, deciphering the mysterious runes, and finally successfully cracked it in the early morning of the fifth day.
"It's finally done. If you have trouble like this in the future, don't come to the old man. I'm getting older."
After finishing, the old man angrily walked away with his hands behind his back.
The non-stop work these days has exhausted him. He needs to go back and rest to replenish his energy.
Ye Fan laughed with him and sent the old man away. The old man had not rested for several days, so he only stayed with him for a few days. At this moment, he was extremely exhausted, but he could not be like the old man, being a hands-off shopkeeper and going back to rest.
He installed the black turret into the ring, and when he was about to contact Di Jiang, Di Jiang rushed over.
"How's it going? Is it done?"
Di Jiang asked anxiously.
"Those old guys are so anxious that they come to block my door early in the morning."
Ye Fan smiled confidently at Di Jiang.
"Don't worry, I won't let you down."
Seeing Ye Fan's confident smile, Di Jiang was still a little worried, but he chose to believe in Ye Fan
"Then go back quickly, those old guys are waiting."
Hearing Di Jiang shouting like an old man, and remembering what the old man said to him two days ago, Ye Fan curled his lips.
Although there are special races among these veterans, their lifespans are not very long. Their combined age may not be as old as that of Di Jiang, but Di Jiang calls them old people one by one. This is really...
In addition to being able to tear open space cracks, Dijiang's natural ability is also very sensitive to the rhythms of singing and dancing music.
But before the talent of tearing space, this talent can be said to be inconspicuous.
Di Jiang tore a big hole out of thin air, and he and Ye Fan got in. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the conference room on the eighth floor of Guangming Pavilion.
There are many old men waiting there, and you are all eagerly looking forward to Ye Fan's arrival.
What happened today, if Ye Fan really took out the fort, it would definitely be a blessing for Guangming Pavilion.
If he fails to show it, they can also use it to suppress Ye Fan's prestige.
In short, no matter what the outcome of this matter is, it will not do any harm to them.
Moreover, they did not believe that Ye Fan could steal the fort from the evil faction's territory in just five days.
As soon as Ye Fan appeared, an old minister looked at him proudly.
"I wonder how little brother Ye will handle the matter, we are all looking forward to it!"
Seeing that man's ugly face, Ye Fan sneered.
"I don't need you to worry about this matter. I have to ask everyone not to stand too close together here and leave some space."
Ye Fan drove everyone away and made an open space in the middle.
Then he took out the fort from the ring, and the tall fort appeared out of thin air in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
"It really happened!"
"In just 5 days, he actually did it!"
The onlookers let out bursts of exclamations.
At first, the old man who ridiculed Ye Fan was still not convinced.
"Who knows whether the fort you brought out is real or fake? What if you are using this imitation to deceive us?"
Hearing his words, Ye Fan chuckled.
"Then sir, you might as well try it yourself!"
Ye Fan pretended to inject spiritual power into the fort.
While studying the runes these two days, Ye Fan had roughly figured out the usage and efficacy of this fort.
If this old Chen is still aggressive, he has already made plans to fire a shot.
