When he just heard the name, Lao Lu was a little confused.
Although he knew that the so-called "special attention list" included some key figures, he had never heard of the title of "Have a safe journey" and Lu Ping'an's name.
"Oh, you probably haven't noticed that he is new in the past two years and is not yet twenty years old this year."
When I heard that he was a newcomer who was too young, the other senior executives at the meeting laughed out loud without showing any shame.
The world of professionals requires time to accumulate. They have seen too many so-called "shooting star newcomers". Such people often gain power for a while and then die suddenly.
Most of them climbed out from the bottom, and they have already seen countless "potential people".
Past experience tells them that their potential is worthless if they cannot realize it. Only the strong ones who are already at the top are worthy of respect.
"He was an ordinary person a year ago, but this year he is already at the fourth level."
Old Man Lu raised his head, a little impatient.
Perhaps this is a miracle that is incomprehensible to most professionals, but it is still just a fourth-level person, how can he be qualified to interrupt the meeting of these big guys.
"Just two months ago, he had a record of two rule-level kills in a foreign land."
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.
Level 4 versus level 7 or above? That’s ridiculous, and according to their experience, if all this is true, it’s actually more terrifying than a hidden rule level.
"Show me his information."
Mr. Lu has really never heard of it, let alone the man of the hour a few months ago. "One or two years" is too short for him. He has too many things to be busy with and is not in the mood to take care of it.
Things in the Central Plains.
The blind "prophet" touched the photo, but could not see anything.
The so-called "blind prophets" are never really blind, but their "eyes" are often exposed to fluctuations of higher dimensions, other frequencies, and specific pollutants with specific directions.
If the "eyes" of ordinary people are ears for hearing, then their eyes are actually similar to "radio receivers". They seem to be blind, but in fact they are not seeing ordinary things at all.
"Surprisingly, he is a colleague."
Those dull "white eyes" were obviously the result of looking deeper.
With just one glance, Lu Wangxi was able to determine whether the other party was a true blind prophet or one with a very high level.
He did not attempt further "observation" because it was impolite and quite dangerous to "observe" his colleagues without permission.
No one knows what those eyes mean or what is connected behind them
"Do you still have any basic information about him and his experiences along the way?"
Not using his ability to observe showed that Mr. Lu recognized the person in front of him, but through indirect information, he could still understand a thing or two.
"The champion chosen by this domineering God of Martial Arts? Well, he was only a first-level fighter when he first participated? In the end, he was suspected to be a fourth-level fighter."
The words are like nonsense, but they have real and credible evidence.
"Currently suspected to be a fourth-level gardener, a fourth-level controller, a fourth-level runner, a fourth-level fighter, a fourth-level scholar, and a fourth-level scholar."
Someone read the list, which caused a burst of laughter.
In the eyes of most professionals, Lu Ping'an's career distribution, even if there are too many weirdos among high-level professionals, seems too abnormal.
Occupations above the legal level require a lot of time and energy, and a person's time is limited.
A normal professional should have one super and many strong ones, with the main path being the highest, followed by two or three sub-levels, and then the weaker ones.
Lu's parallel diagram was too "counter-intuitive" and made the high-level professionals in front of him find it a bit unbelievable. If Mr. Lu hadn't been there, he might even have bluntly said that he had ruined himself.
"Stop laughing, do you think you are right? Is it possible that the majority are wrong, or that the so-called infallible choices of most people are just helpless second choices under conditions?"
Lao Lu sighed. Most of the key people in front of him were law-level professionals. The "common sense" in their eyes may not actually be the "truth".
"Ordinary professionals are stacking blocks. Naturally, the higher they can stack, the better. They don't have enough time and energy, and they don't have the mood to worry about whether the bottom layer is strong or not. But he is like this"
Mr. Lu paused for a moment, remembering those ruthless people in his memory, and then continued.
"That's building a building."
The old man sighed, what kind of leisure it is, how enviable it is.
"They know that sooner or later they will enter the cloud, so they have to build it layer by layer without any carelessness, so that they can build a skyscraper."
"Well, Mr. Lu, you may be thinking too much. He is so young, so he is probably just stuck."
Some people have different opinions.
This is also a judgment based on common sense. For professionals, rank equals status, lifespan equals strength, so how could they refuse.
But the following report proved whose judgment was correct.
"As the God's Chosen Champion, he was actually about to advance. It was an unprecedented thirteen consecutive battles. After calculation, it might even allow him to enter the sixth level without any future problems. He also showed obvious signs of advancement, and then he suppressed it forcefully, and still
Summoning a demon pet allows other demon pets to strangely advance at this time."
Now, everyone knew that Mr. Lu was the one who was right.
This guy probably can't be viewed in terms of rank, or even as the pinnacle of the law.
"I'll treat you as a (regular-level) person. I'm afraid that's what other places do."
Lu Lao's words caused some controversy.
After all, he is obviously looking for trouble. If you give him excessive treatment, it will obviously not end well, and what happens next will make them shut up.
"Among the thirteen consecutive battles, there was one battle involving Holy Son Li Fan. He also joined us after this battle. It is said, just rumored, that Holy Son Li Fan used divine descent, and Akul responded to his call."
Akul? Ninth-level quasi-god Akul? When they heard about this super boss in the church, everyone immediately became serious.
"He has gained the approval of Lord Akul?"
According to common sense, this is the most likely development, and it is recognized by the possessed quasi-god, which undoubtedly proves the young man's strength and potential.
"No, he won. Although the witnesses didn't understand it, he really won. It only took a few seconds."
Now, it was the turn of everyone present to be confused.
Although Li Fan was a sixth-level parallel import, he still managed to reach a regular-level physical strength after being possessed. If he were possessed by a quasi-god as a driver, his strength should crush most ordinary regular-level ones.
In particular, Akul is a fighting god who pilots the worst machine, and it is not something that a veteran rule-level player like Lao Lu can handle.
"This water is a bit deep"
Even Mr. Lu remained silent at this time. He also saw something from the information.
This man who came to the door on his own initiative probably had something hidden that was beyond the reach of ordinary rule-level people.
"Could it be a coincidence? Or maybe I saw it wrong, or Master Akul didn't succeed in the divine conquest at all."
"According to reports from intelligence personnel, Lord Akul's descended body was seen drinking tea and chatting with Lu Ping'an himself several times, and the attitudes were equal."
Okay, what else can I say? Forget about the rules-level treatment, let’s go straight to the treatment of an eighth-level regional director.
But just one glance at Lu Ping'an made the blind old man Lu feel his scalp numb.
He not only saw the "wonderful sight" that the blind mercenary saw back then, but he also saw it further away
Behind that string puppet named "Lu Ping'an" is a whole twisted world.
His own way of existence is too outrageous, and his huge life force soars into the sky like a pillar holding up the sky.
And above the light pillar, there is an impenetrable cloud. There seems to be some kind of demon in it. The one who is about to break through the seal and can control the monster in front of him can only be
"Mr. Lu, what do you think of our plan? At least give us a chance for public bidding."
But now, this "demon" is standing in front of him, talking to himself about "insignificant" "small business"
"Okay, anything is okay! We can talk about anything."
Old Lu, now he just hopes that the "incarnation of the evil god" in front of him can achieve his goal quickly and get out of here.