Chapter 8 Objective

"I don't have much patience. If you count to three and you don't open the door, your end will be the same as the metal cup in my hand. The tall teenager's voice was low, faintly threatening, condescending, staring at the poor young doorman who was trembling with fear. Behind him, the virtual figure of a god more than two feet tall is extremely ferocious with the fierce momentum of his master.

The metal water cup on the table at the reception desk just now is now pinched into various shapes like mud in front of the hot fire god power gushing out of the hands of a tall teenager. Every time he saw the metal change into a shape, the thin young doorman trembling.

However, no matter how the tall teenager threatened, the thin doorman still did not open the induction door to the nursing home. After all, Jiang Wei, who these four teenagers are looking for, has been taken care of by the senior management of the hospital and should focus on taking care of the object. He can't let people in before he determines the identity of the other party.

"Lv Chucraong, I haven't fought with you for a few days, and your hands are itchy?" As soon as the induction metal door opened, Jiang Wei strode out with a smile and pounded Lv Chu's crazy chest with his fist.

Looking at the relaxed Jiang Wei in front of him, Lv Chu frowned slightly and suddenly grabbed Jiang Wei's hand like lightning, and the clear and recognizable golden divine lines burst out.

I only heard a few skeletal sounds, and the relaxed expression on Jiang Wei's face froze in an instant, and then let out a pig-killing howl: "Lv Chukuang, let go, it hurts so much! Do you want to crush my hand?

The exaggerated and painful expression on Jiang Wei's face made the tall teenager take a few steps back: "Jiang Wei, your divine lines have really disappeared as they say? And your bones... I'm using less than one layer of strength now!"

"Yes. There is only a little divine tattoo, and now my divine tattoo level is equivalent to when I was six years old. Jiang Wei pretended to shrug his shoulders easily and kept kneading his palm that had just been pinched.

"Otherwise, can you hold my hand just because you have just reached the middle level of concentration? Not to mention the pain of pinching it. Jiang Wei glanced at Lu Chukai, who was rude, and secretly shouted luck in his heart. Fortunately, this boy didn't make a heavy move just now, otherwise with his grip of hundreds of pounds, his fragile bones may be completely broken.

"Well, I'm still as big as before." Lu Chu snorted coldly. Although he pretended to be cool, he looked at Jiang Wei's eyes with a little more worry.

"Jiang Wei, I'm relieved to see your current mental state." The little fat man came over and took Jiang Wei's neck affectionately. I have been very worried about you since I saw your mental disorder that day. Ha ha, it's good to see that you are fine now.

The little fat man's sincere tone made Jiang Wei's heart warm, and tears almost fell down.

"Jiang Wei, you're fine! Does it seem that your appearance has returned to normal? I thought I would see a metal robot, but I didn't expect it to be such a small white face! That's great." Xiangfeng came, and Jiang Wei had not yet realized what was going on. A pair of turbulent giant X breasts happily clamped his whole head in.

The girl holding Jiang Wei is pure-looking, but she is tall and plump, no less than an ordinary X girl. She hugged Jiang Wei with a bright smile, and a pair of Danfeng's eyes narrowed into a gap. Her narrow stature was actually more than 1.8 meters, hugging Jiang Wei to death.

"Do you know? These days, we are worried about you to death. I begged Principal Yan Guanqiu countless times before he reluctantly agreed to say where you were. The voice of the giant X-breasted woman is warm and deafening.

"Yang...Yang Ling, you... let me go quickly! I can't stand your warm gift." Jiang Wei pushed the beautiful girl in front of him away and was out of breath. Just now, he was almost suffocated by a pair of waves on Yang Ling's chest, and the pain in the bridge of his nose was also reminding him. The "** squeeze method" just now needs to be more guarded in the future.

"Don't you know about my 'genetic degradation'? The skin is almost better after artificial skin implantation, but the bones are now relatively brittle. In the future, you should use less of your big killers against me. Jiang Wei's lingering warning of the big wave woman in front of him.

"It's okay. Haven't you been used to it before?" Seeing Jiang Wei's embarrassed appearance, Yang Ling patted Jiang Wei on the shoulder, laughed and made a few grimace faces.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Jiang Wei glanced at Yang Ling's stupid girl and turned to the girl who had been following Yang Ling just now.

The girl has a goose-faced face, with a middle-top posture, but a proud figure. Especially today, wearing a pink suspender bra and mini shorts, the low-waisted copper ring-encrusted belt shines with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight shining into the room, which is sexy and wild.

Seeing Jiang Wei looking straight at herself, the girl couldn't help lowering her head shyly and grasping Yang Ling's arm: "This... Yang Ling helped me with this dress..."

"Oh, oh." Jiang Wei sensed his gaffe and immediately looked away and laughed, "Then Yang Ling is really good." He secretly exclaimed: "I really didn't see that Zhang Momo, who has been shy and quiet and wrapped herself tightly every day, actually has such a proud figure."

"Momo, you are so beautiful today. It's fascinating." Jiang Wei said with a smile.

"Really?" Zhang Momo, who had lowered her head, immediately raised her head, with some joy on her face and looked at Yang Ling beside her gratefully.

When the five people booed and asked for warmth, the thin doorman had already sneaked away. He doesn't want to see the grumpy and tall god again.

The topic is almost all centered on Jiang Wei, all focusing on the reasons why Jiang Wei's gene degradation and divine lines disappeared. In this regard, Jiang Wei will naturally not sell Little Green.

Regarding Little Green, Jiang Wei once connected to the largest library database of the Free Federation through the virtual network and found no useful information at all. The little thing is like a huge mystery, which greatly stimulates Jiang Wei's curiosity. He had already secretly decided to study the mysterious thing left by his father.

Although he and Lv Chukuang played together when they wore crotch trousers in kindergarten, Jiang Wei still did not tell the truth about the sudden disappearance of his divine tattoo. He just pretended to be annoyed and admitted his bad luck.

"Jiang Wei, if you don't have divine power now, can't you enter the seminary? What are you going to do in the future? Zheng Shichao, a little fat man, asked with concern.

"For the time being... I don't know." Jiang Wei thought for a moment and looked a little helpless, "Maybe, I want to re-cultivate the power of divine lines!"

"Yeah! This is exactly the answer I want to hear from you! I support you, Jiang Wei!" Lv Chu was overjoyed, clenched his fist and gave Jiang Wei a thumbs up: "Without your master Dharma, my golden lion king Xie Xun has been much lonely these days. Jiang Wei, remember what you said today, and I will wait for you in the martial arts hall of Guan Theological Seminary!"

"Good brother!" Jiang Wei was excited by Lv Chu's crazy words and his young blood boiled. He just wanted to punch him hard. But he stretched out his fist halfway, suddenly remembered his physique, and shrank back, but said confidently, "Just wait for me!"

"Okay, okay, you two hot-blooded young people and so on." Yang Ling suddenly inserted into the center of two hot-blooded teenagers, took out a piece of paper in her hand, and solemnly handed it to Jiang Wei: "I didn't know how to tell you. Now that you are fine, your mental condition looks very good, so there will be no problem."

"Employment volunteer form?" Seeing the rare serious expression of Yang Ling, Jiang Wei took the paper and looked at it carefully, and then twisted his eyebrows into the word "Chuan".

Whether it is Tamsui High School or other colleges and universities for gods to study, as long as they are unqualified students in the divine tattoo test, basically no institution of higher learning or the secret institution of the military department will ask them. However, the government will still assign a suitable job to these unqualified envoys. Yang Ling's "employment volunteer form" for Jiang Wei is almost a symbol of those with low qualifications. It also indirectly shows that the senior management of Tamsui High School abandoned him.

In the past, Jiang Wei would have regarded this volunteer form as an insult, but now, Jiang Wei took it with a forced smile.

"Jiang Wei, don't be discouraged. This form has been received by the little fat man and foam. This year, Guan Theological Seminary, Beidou College and Changping College gave us a small quota for Tamsui High School, and only more than 40 people attended. The little fat man and I are going to go to the Dragon Horse Mercenary Regiment. Yang Ling saw that Jiang Wei's face was wrong and quickly comforted him.

"Jiang Wei, you can't accept that thing! You said that you should re-cultivate the power of divine lines and be admitted to the seminary. Don't forget our agreement just now!" Lu Chu was immediately anxious when he saw the volunteer form in Jiang Wei's hand.

"Chu Kuang, I won't forget our agreement. Don't worry." Jiang Wei smiled faintly: "But don't forget that entering Guan Theological Seminary is not only for students who study in colleges and have excellent magic skills tests. There is also something called Austafa Battlenet in this world.

"Do you want to enter the top 3,000 gods in the virtual stage of the Aosta Battle Network?" Lv Chu stared at Jiang Wei and his eyes were shining. He was worthy of being the guy he regarded as his opponent!

"Damn it, don't look down on me!" Jiang Wei glanced at Lv Chu, clenched his fist tightly, and said word by word, "My goal is - the top 800 in the virtual stage!"