Chapter 634: Didn’t You Sell White Noodles Before? (Five Thousand)

"I want to create a killer organization, what should I do?"

His words are plain, but his attitude is quite serious. .But with this level of seriousness, it’s hard not to think that you just want to make a tomato and egg, and ask how to prepare the ingredients?

But what seemed like a joke was indeed what Tang En said sincerely.

A few days ago, he said that he would invade the Temple of Light. Obviously, this was not just talk. But this project sounds very mammoth just from the sound of it. It is undoubtedly impossible to rely on him alone or add gray space.

Therefore, Tang En thought of setting up a killer organization.

Of course, the old butler also knew Tang En's purpose of doing this, and nodded: "It's a good idea. But first, you need to determine what kind of killer organization you will establish."

Tang En frowned: "Is there any difference?"

"Of course, the so-called killer organization, the most important thing is of course the killer! For your purpose, it will definitely not work to fight in a small way or adopt an elite strategy. In other words, except for the gang in Gray Space, you , and a large number of killers are needed to join. So, how come you have so many killers here? Well, they are the assassins of this world."

Tang En thought for a while, then spread his hands and said, "We can learn from the Thieves Guild. Just issue a mission, set a high bounty, and then let the assassins pick it up themselves."

"You haven't figured it out." Shaking his head regretfully, the old butler said calmly, "This method works in principle, but in practice there is a big problem. That is how do you ensure that these killers Cohesion? In other words, if these killers are not under your control, then who is willing to take on the task of provoking the Temple of Light? This is not a question of how much the bounty is."

Tang En was stunned when he heard this, realizing that he still hadn't thought it through. Yes, not to mention that the Thieves Guild does not have any tasks involving the Temple of Light. Even if there are related tasks, the assassins may not dare to take them. After all, not everyone is as single as him. Once he is wanted by the whole continent, he will definitely fight to the death with the Temple of Light...

Scratching his head, "Then how to ensure the cohesion of the assassins?"

"The most effective way is of course to cultivate it yourself. Remember Zi Yi's Ninth Army? You can also collect orphans, homeless people, etc., and then teach them like you teach Gray Space. With a little guidance, these people are born The advantage of this is that it is enough to ensure cohesion. They will listen to you completely and will not have any objections even if they are against the Temple of Light. Of course, there are restrictions, which is that it requires a lot of time."

"how long it takes?"

"If you want to lay a solid foundation, it will take about fifteen years."

Tang En shook his head subconsciously when he heard this: "This is too long. More than ten years have passed and the day lilies have become cold."

"After eliminating all kinds of problems that may be encountered, and with the help of the system, this is the shortest time." The old butler waved his hand and turned into a wicker chair, "Sit down. Your goal is the Temple of Light. If the existing information does not If something goes wrong, this is a religious organization with a history of nearly a thousand years, and you only need more than ten years to threaten it. Is this a long time?"

"Listening to what you said, it seems that I am indeed a little too greedy..." Sighing and touching his nose, Tang En imitated the old butler and lay down comfortably on the wicker chair. After thinking about it, he was still a little unwilling. asked, "Is there really no such thing as a quick fix?"

"Yes!" The old butler nodded slightly unexpectedly, "If you want to control a person, you just need to give him what he wants. Think about something you own, which can allow you to control most fighting spirit warriors in other worlds. Of course, This approach is a bit damaging.”

"Oh!" Tang En sat up immediately after hearing this, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Control, control most of the warriors in the other world? Do I have it? Old housekeeper, are you kidding me... huh?"

His body shook, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind, alien world, fighting spirit warrior, control...

The old housekeeper glanced at it and said calmly: "It seems that you have also thought of it. Yes, it is the Dou Qi channel."

Bran's power system is basically fighting spirit and magic, but the talent required for magic is too high, and only a few people can master it. Therefore, there is no doubt that fighting spirit is the most popular one, and there are also the most fighting spirit warriors from other worlds. As for the Dou Qi Channel, a heaven-defying thing that can increase the strength of Dou Qi in a short period of time, once it is released, even if you think about it with your feet, you know that it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Xize continent.

After being stunned for a moment, Tang En couldn't help but nodded: "I admit that this thing has such great charm. But if it is released like this, if the enemy gets it, won't his strength also increase?"

"Haha, it's not just that..." The old butler raised the corners of his mouth in a rare way and chuckled twice, his tone was very meaningful. But when this smile fell into Tang En's eyes, he couldn't help but shudder. The standard devilish smile was too weird...

After a pause, the old housekeeper regained his calm expression and said calmly: "Think about the ghost face's final appearance."

Ghost Face... As soon as the name hit his ears, Tang En's expression instantly froze, and he felt that the things around him were suddenly near and far away, and insubstantial. After blinking, every hair on his body was numb from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

After a while, he licked his suddenly dry lips, looked at the demon lying next to him, and said with difficulty: "You mean... to release a channel of fighting energy that can make people go crazy?" I'm so confused! How the hell is this a bit of a loss? This is simply extremely poisonous!

"That's roughly what it means. Of course, you must let them taste some sweetness at first. Just a little bit is enough to see the effect. And if you want to get the rest again, you must join your organization. Well. Organization It can be divided into various levels according to the completion of the task. The higher the assassin's level, the more complete the Dou Qi channel he gets. Of course, there are problems with this complete Dou Qi channel. If someone betrays you, you can release the problematic part in a timely manner .”

"Warriors always value strength. Even if it is only improved a little, it will be extremely powerful for them. So you only need to find a problematic passage. In this way, although the strength of the warriors from other worlds will be There has been an improvement, but it is actually limited and will not break the existing balance."

Tat-tat-tat... His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the wicker chair. Tang En listened with blank eyes as the old butler continued to perfect the plan, "Of course, if this happens, you will be in danger. Fortunately, your strength is not low now, and ordinary warriors can't do anything to you. Well, but you have to do some cover-up. . The Dou Qi channel can be modified appropriately and turned into an ancient mental secret book. It can be said to the outside world that it was found in a certain ruins, so that it will not be exposed that there are other channels in you. In addition, the upper level of the organization also It needs to be built more complicated, with a single line of communication to ensure maximum safety..."

He kept nodding blankly until the old butler weaved the plan seamlessly. Tang En swallowed his saliva, raised his hands, and said with an extremely solemn expression: "Old butler, I want to ask you a very serious question... Well, you used to Aren’t you selling white noodles?”

"..."

It's not surprising that Tang En asked this question. If the Dou Qi channel is used in this way, it will become an out-and-out opium, which will make people addicted and will harm themselves in the end. Moreover, this rigorous promotion method, single-line contact, etc., sounds like a free-floating technique...

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However, no matter what the deal is, Tang En's safety can indeed be guaranteed. This is also the reason why the old housekeeper only proposed this method now. After all, even if the Dou Qi channel is disguised as a mental secret book, this secret book can still improve the strength of the warrior.

The so-called crime of possessing a jade is just like the martial arts novels Tang En read in this world. As long as a peerless secret book appears, the person who gets it first will be dead. That is to say, Tang En's current strength is not low, and he basically doesn't care about those below the empty level, so he has some capital to show off.

Once the core issue is settled, half the problem is solved. Next are the various obstacles that will be encountered when implemented on the ground.

"Funds!" The old butler said first, "Funds must be sufficient. After the assassin reaches a certain level, he can use the fighting spirit channel to replace the bounty in the future, but the bounty that was used to support the appearance must be in place."

"This is no problem. In the early stage, I can ask the Yatang Business Group to get it. In the later stage, as long as someone releases the task, we should be able to ensure a balance of payments."

The old housekeeper nodded: "The next step is the channels."

Tang En was surprised: "What channel?"

"To put it simply, you need to let employers who want to post tasks know about your platform, and you also need to let assassins know that there are tasks available on your platform."

"Well, all I can think of is posting a small advertisement. Ahem..." Tang En also knew that this idea was a bit unreliable. How could any killer organization promote it so openly? If he really did this, he might have recruited the cavalry guards from each city before the employers and assassins arrived.

"It takes time to build a brand before it can be launched. Since you want to achieve it quickly, there is only one way." The old butler spread his hands and said, "Step on people to get the upper hand and rob others of their ready channels."

After hearing this, Tang En touched his chin thoughtfully: "It's impossible for the Thieves Guild to be so large. It's still government-run... um, Bounty Hunters Guild?"

"That's right." The old butler nodded with rare approval, "The Bounty Hunters Guild is private, and more importantly, it is famous enough. As long as you steal their business, your killer organization's signature will be launched."

Tang En waved his hand decisively: "Then it's settled, let's attack the Bounty Hunter Guild first!"

Silent space, illusory and soundless. Some are just the sound of two people with evil intentions constantly discussing. And as the topic gradually deepens, a virtual organization is gradually taking shape. The shape cannot be seen, but the smell of blood can be vaguely smelled...

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Tang En stayed in the space for a long time. It was only in the middle of the day outside that someone knocked on the door and brought food, then he stopped his great idea for a moment.

After the three of them finished their lunch, Tang En originally wanted to enter the space again to discuss with the old butler, but the knock on the door rang again at this moment.

Opening the door, outside is a slim and graceful Joshua dressed in white robe. I haven't seen her for a long time, and her face has not changed at all, but she can see a little tiredness when she turns her eyes. Well, I'm still a little excited. The biggest change is that he has the aura of a superior person.

Seeing that it was her, Tang En knew that there was no need to think about entering the system space again in the short term, so he simply put aside his thoughts for the time being. With a smile on his face, he took a half step back and put his hands across his chest as a warning: "Hey, I've heard it all. You are here to hunt me down. Well, come here. Don't expect me to be merciful... …Well?"

Before he finished speaking, Josiah's eyes turned red. He bit his lips, took a step forward, and rushed directly into Tang En's arms. He hugged her tightly with his hands and choked with sobs: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I don't want to. "...I really don't want to, wuwu..."

His hands were frozen in the air, and after a moment they landed gently on Qiao Xiaxin's long back. Tang En couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What, I'm just joking, don't react so strongly..."

"No, it's not like this... I know the consequences of saying that, but I still said it... I have no choice, I want to become the leader of the Gray Army, I, I, I... I'm sorry for you..."

"Well, based on my IQ, this is understandable... I don't blame you, I really don't blame you."

With tears in her eyes, "Shuguang City is gone, Aunt Luosha is dead, and many people have died... I don't know why, ugh, it was obviously fine before, everyone was fine, why did it suddenly become like this... ...Twain, why didn't you come back then? I was really scared, I was scared of you, you too, wow..."

Feeling the wetness on his left shoulder, Tang En sighed softly, vaguely knowing that this was the emotional catharsis that Joshua had been holding back for a long time, and nothing he said would work now.

"After that, everyone was running away, running aimlessly... people died every day, people were left behind every day, and some people couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to surrender. If they were caught, they were killed. In front of everyone... I didn't know what to do. Yes, everyone regards me as the new leader, but I really can't do anything... I can only put on a strong face every day, and keep, woo, woo, constantly comforting everyone... Some people say that I am not worthy of being the new leader. , they opposed me. But Aunt Luosha has already said it, I can only fight with them confidently... They couldn't fight with me, and ended up being killed in front of everyone... Later, I, I became the leader , people call that everywhere... They are all looking at me, hoping that I can take them out and take them to revenge. I said yes, yes, yes... but I really don't know what to do. It's all just pretending... The more I pretend, the more at ease they feel... I'm so tired, Tang En, I'm really so tired..."

"Well, I know, I know everything..." Even though he knew what he was saying now, and Joshua might not have heard it clearly at all, Tang En still said it over and over again, stroking his long, smooth blond hair, like You are touching the most precious porcelain.

After speaking for a long time, Josiah's mood calmed down a little. He pressed close to Tang En's ear, breathing in the light fragrance and murmuring: "I want to go home, I miss my mother, I miss Bei." Qi, I think a lot, a lot... I miss you, Tang En. Don't leave me again, okay. No matter what I do, you can't leave me..."

"OK."

"You agreed, I'm so happy, really happy. Even if I know it's in a dream, I'm still happy..." The murmur gradually became weaker, and finally even his breathing calmed down.

After a while, Tang En turned his head to take a look and found that Joshua had already closed his eyes and fell asleep in his arms. There were fine tears hanging on his long eyelashes, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very sweet.

"Huh..." He breathed out softly, feeling relieved, and then he looked startled.

Josiah usually behaves very optimistically and resolutely. Over time, even Tang En almost forgot that this was actually just a girl who had just turned 20. He even forgot that those weak shoulders were still carrying a heavy pressure that would make most people unable to breathe.

Sighing and shaking his head, Tang En tried his best to keep his body steady and slowly stretched out his right foot to close the door. Then he moved his steps slightly, trying to place Josiah on the bed.

But as soon as his body moved, Josiah, who was sleeping, subconsciously tightened his arms and refused to let go. Tang En had no choice but to move gently to the left and sit back on the chair.

Joshua's delicate body also reclined and changed into a comfortable side sleeping position. His nose was arched on Tang En's chest, and his head was buried deep like a kitten.

Tang En did not take the opportunity to enter the system. In order to prevent Josiah's arms from touching the back of the chair, he remained in an awkward position, slightly reclined but separated from the back of the chair, motionless.

Looking down at Josiah's white jade side face, his nose twitched slightly, like a shell exhaling breath. It seems that he is having a sweet dream, his eyes occasionally move slowly behind his eyelids, his eyelashes are curved, and his teardrops tremble slightly like broken diamonds...

Raising his palm, the pad of his little finger instantly passed across it, gently sweeping away the tears on his eyelashes. Then he looked around and looked sweeter. Tang En nodded with satisfaction.

There was silence all around, and time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment. Everything is quiet, so quiet that it's intoxicating.

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The light reflected on the windows is slowly tilted, and there is dust floating around, making it even more tranquil.

Josiah slept for a long time, until the last ray of light completely disappeared in the room, and the outside gradually became dark. Tang En didn't know what time it was, but he only knew that half of his body was numb... Suddenly,

"Gurgling..." A strange voice sounded in Tang En's arms. When he lowered his head, he saw Joshua unconsciously rubbing his belly, smacking his lips, and taking a bite.

"Hiss..." He grinned as if he had a toothache and took a breath. Tang En's body couldn't help but trembled, and the corners of his mouth were full of bitterness. Sister, those are not ribs, don't bite them...

"Huh?" Feeling the shock, Josiah blinked vaguely, and the corners of his mouth were slightly deflated, like a kitten that had just been awakened, indescribably cute.

Of course, to Tang En, this is no longer a cute kitten, but a cat grinding its teeth... (To be continued.)