Chapter 2297 Dinner Party

West led people to find Chen Zhao's hotel room and knocked on Chen Zhao's door.

Moore's hand was in a cast and bandaged.

Others were more or less injured.

Chen Zhao had already asked the hotel's customer service to prepare a large table of sumptuous meals.

He looked up at everyone and said, "Sit down and talk."

Everyone was not polite to Chen Zhao and sat in a circle.

Eat what you need to eat and drink what you need to drink.

"How are you doing?" Chen Zhao asked casually.

Everyone else was immersed in eating, but only West said: "The situation is not good."

"Huh? Why is it bad?"

"After participating in this Holy Glory Battle, we found that the strength of our team is probably at the secondary level among all participating teams. Except for the top few teams, basically most of our teams The team can handle it, but apart from fighting, we are almost useless," West said: "Even in fighting, we are at a loss, and 100% of our strength may not be able to exert 60%."

"Do you know what the problem is?"

"President, our problem is you."

"I?"

"Yes, you." West nodded: "You have a great influence on us."

If we use Chinese language, success is a failure and failure is a failure.

Chen Zhao made the Supernatural Association a success, transforming it from an unknown or even marginalized supernatural organization to the top supernatural organization in North America.

There is basically no other organization in North America that can compete with the Paranormal Society.

But Chen Zhao's influence on the Supernatural Association is too great.

Everyone has become accustomed to fighting side by side with Chen Zhao.

This also limits paranormal associations.

If the battlefield was only in North America.

It makes no difference whether the Supernatural Association joins the battlefield with Chen Zhao or not.

But if we change to a higher level battlefield or arena, there will be higher level opponents.

Then these habits of theirs become their fatal injury.

Chen Zhao will always choose the most powerful enemy.

They never need to worry about whether Chen Zhao can defeat the enemy.

They were even worried that Chen Zhao's opponent would lose too quickly, causing Chen Zhao to intervene in their battle.

But when Chen Zhao was no longer with them, all the rhythm was disrupted.

Chen Zhao and West were communicating.

Chen Zhao probably also understood what West said was the problem.

In fact, everyone has already felt it in the past.

But at that time, no one really realized the seriousness.

It wasn't until this time that they felt it most intuitively.

In the past, when West was leading the team, he always emphasized that he hoped Chen Zhao would not interfere.

But what they know better is that Chen Zhao may intervene at any time.

But this time was different, because this time the rules restricted Chen Zhao and them.

In a trial of this scale, the help Chen Zhao could provide them was very limited.

And even if Chen Zhao had a way to cheat them, Chen Zhao would not do it.

It's not because Chen Zhao is fair and just, it's just because it makes no sense.

They don’t want nouns, and they don’t want rewards.

What they need is trial and proof of themselves.

"President, do you know about the strange situation in the Wasteland Gathering? The terrifying shock in the Wasteland Gathering yesterday."

"If I say I don't know, do you believe me?"

"Did that super earthquake have something to do with you?" West certainly didn't believe it.

And judging from the expression on Chen Zhao's face, the big earthquake was not only related to Chen Zhao.

It is even possible that Chen Zhao was the main factor in this catastrophe.

Chen Zhao turned a blind eye to West's question.

"Hailis, if I give you the body of a god, can you refine it into a zombie corpse demon?"

Everyone suddenly turned their heads to look at Chen Zhao.

"President, you didn't kill another god, did you?"

"Not really."

Chen Zhao shook his head and recounted what he had experienced in the Wasteland Collection.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They thought that they had experienced ups and downs in this wasteland set trial.

But now after listening to Chen Zhao's words, they no longer knew what to say.

Is that considered a trial for me?

Compared with Chen Zhao, they felt like they were playing house.

"I killed the red demon, and then the god's body became my trophy."

"President, take it out and let me see." Hailis looked very interested in the body of the god.

"Rouen, go and set up the magic circle that seals the aura." West said.

Rouen Faxiben nodded, although he also wanted to see the body of God for the first time.

He even wanted to get some materials from the god's body.

However, he still went about setting up the magic circle honestly.

Not long after, Chen Zhao took out the god's body.

Even though this was a corpse, the majestic power contained in it made everyone feel palpitations.

Chen Zhao looked up at Hailis.

"How about it? Is that okay? If you can, it's yours."

Hailis shook her head regretfully.

If possible, she would certainly be happy to refine the body of a god into her own puppet.

But the strength does not allow it.

"President, I can't do it."

"Can't do it? Is it because the magic power is not enough? Or does it take a lot of time?" Chen Zhao asked.

"No, it's the divinity contained in this god's body. As long as the divinity still exists, it will never fall, let alone be eroded by my death magic."

"Is there any way to remove this divinity?"

"President, let's not talk about whether there is a way to remove the divinity. Even if there is such a way, the value of this body will be greatly reduced." Rouen Faxiben said: "The reason why this corpse is a god The body is just because of the divinity contained in it. Without this divinity, it is just a relatively strong corpse. "

"Then it's of no use?" Chen Zhao said disappointedly.

"President, give me this body." Rouen Faxi was already so excited that he almost lost control.

The body of God! This is something even rarer than a giant dragon.

No, to him, dragons are not rare at all.

The dragon balls stored in the Supernatural Association's warehouse can be used as bowling balls for them.

Even if they want to drink dragon bone soup every day, it's not a problem.

But the body of God is different.

After all, even if Chen Zhao kills gods, there are no gods in this world for Chen Zhao to kill.

This is no longer the age of gods.

That's why this body of a god is so precious.

"What a waste," West said.

He didn't know what the use of this god's body was.

It’s not that West is worried about blasphemy.

He didn't have any respect for the gods.

But if it was used by Rouen Faxi to do various experiments, or even cut into pieces by him, it would be a blasphemy against the rare treasure.