Francis was not a very intelligent man.
Otherwise, Grid's casual attack would have been enough for him to realize that he had offended someone he should not have.
However, when the teenager with thick brows and big eyes spoke, Francis, who was yelling crazily a moment ago, was terrified. He did not say a word and walked out of the Dreamy Visitor with his tail between his legs.
There were a lot of onlookers outside the Dreamy Visitor.
The news had spread and the gathering of the young geniuses had become a reality. It was the next big news after Tang Ling and Tang Long's meeting in the Life Or Death Ring yesterday.
With the hype from some people, entering the Dreamy Visitor had become an honor.
Those in the sect were publicly acknowledged as geniuses.
As for those outside, no matter how famous you were, sorry, you were not a genius.
Francis was kicked out of the group. After he walked out with his tail between his legs, he wished he could cover his face and leave.
All he could do was swallow his anger because the one who asked him to get lost was the leader of the Dark Nine Feathers, Ling Yu, who stood at the peak of Darkness Port.
"Ling Yu, do you have to be so obvious when you're protecting someone from Darkness Port?" Grid was a little confused by the situation. He was not familiar with the Dark Nine Feathers, so he thought Ling Yu was just supporting him.
However, one of the young geniuses at the scene saw through everything, so he casually reminded Grid.
Grid was not an idiot, so he understood what was going on and looked at Ling Yu. "So, you're protecting that guy? I guess you're right. If he didn't get lost in time, he would be a cripple now. "
Ling Yu did not mind being exposed and Grid's tone. He bowed slightly and said, "It can't be helped. Darkness Port also needs to reserve talents. Even if Francis isn't a genius yet, he shouldn't be 'lost' because of a small mistake. "
"Hmph, you sure are protective of Darkness Port." Grid did not bother to argue. He found a table and sat down, stretching his legs lazily.
Madam Qing, on the other hand, walked out with a glass of wine in her hand and said softly, "Let's continue the topic that was interrupted."
All the young geniuses at the scene looked at Madam Qing in silence.
Anyone with the slightest bit of information would know that Madam Qing was not someone to be trifled with, so of course they would show her respect.
As she swirled the red wine in her glass, Madam Qing's tone remained indifferent, "Actually, I don't care what kind of gathering this is. But since the person who booked the place has set the identity of the guest to be a genius young man. "
"Then since the Dreamy Visitor Restaurant has accepted this order, it has to do its part. He didn't want others to criticize him and ruin his reputation. So … "
Madam Qing then put the glass down and clapped her hands. A Purple Moon Warrior then brought a plate over.
There were 70 small silver tags on the plate. Madam Qing simply said, "Those who think they are qualified can take a tag. Those who don't, don't take one. If you insist on taking it, I won't interfere. The crowd will naturally be unjust. "
"I'll leave the rest at the door. The rules are the same."
"Anyway, it's fine if you finish all 70 of them."
"But in the future, I will ask those without a sign to leave the Dreamy Visitor Restaurant. My adorable little ones, enjoy yourselves. I'm going upstairs to rest. "
After a few simple words, Madam Qing swayed her beautiful waist and strode up the stairs with charming steps. She entered the private space of the Dreamy Visitor. The Purple Moon Warrior placed the tray in the middle of the hall on the first floor and quietly left the place.
The silver tags on the plate glowed faintly under the warm, ambiguous light of the restaurant.
None of the young geniuses were idiots. Otherwise, how could they have become geniuses? As they watched Madam Qing walk away, the same thought popped up in their mind. What a powerful woman!
It seemed like he didn't say anything, but in fact, he had already set down the strictest rules. He had also vaguely expressed his stance on this matter.
Her attitude was simple. She believed that although there were a lot of outstanding young men in Darkness Port, only 70 of them were worthy of the title of geniuses.
As for the rules, she had set a simple framework. She would only allow 70 people to be present and there would be people who would uphold the rules.
The stronger ones would not allow the weaker ones to occupy the slots.
Geniuses would never be on the same level as commoners. Geniuses had their own pride.
Based on these two points, the rules would naturally come into effect.
Madam Qing did not have to preside over or care about anything at the moment. All she had to do was step back and when the time was up, the results would be revealed.
Therefore, Madam Qing was definitely a formidable woman.
40 minutes later.
The Dreamy Visitor's door was closed.
According to the statistics, all the young geniuses with abilities had walked around the Dreamy Visitor within the 40 minutes.
It was not strange nor was there a need to be afraid that someone might have slipped through the net. They were all young men after all, so it was hard for the word 'low profile' to take root in their hearts.
Since all the young geniuses with abilities had arrived, the 70 silver tags had found their owners.
What was the point of leaving the door open?
The young geniuses of Darkness Port had finally gathered together on this day.
Madam Qing appeared again and said, "The mysterious person who started this gathering has caught a cold. He said that he won't be coming. Since all of you are here, don't waste this chance.
"For example, we can discuss whether or not we should join the game that the two arrogant fellows started yesterday. If we join, how should we do it? I'm curious. "
Was she really curious? Not really.
Madam Qing disappeared after that. She did not express her curiosity at all.
The remaining 70 elite young geniuses knew that Madam Qing had secretly told them the theme of the gathering — the Life Or Death Ring.
Should they join? If they wanted to join, how would they join? Since they were all geniuses, they would not be willing to be under someone else, so what kind of rules would be reasonable?
As a matter of fact, none of the young geniuses had the same thought as Francis, thinking that Tang Ling and Tang Long were ordering them around.
Aside from that, the real geniuses acknowledged Tang Ling and Tang Long's abilities and did not think that they were arrogant.
On top of that, they were not stupid enough to treat Tang Ling and Tang Long as the owners of the game.
Indeed, that was the truth. The young geniuses thought that Tang Ling and Tang Long were just the starters of the game, and the final fight to the death was their personal grudge.
However, the other games that revolved around the final Life Or Death Ring, like who could summon hundreds of people, who could become the captain, and who could have their own followers, all the geniuses present had a chance.
Therefore, the young geniuses did not have any thoughts of injustice. It was a narrow-minded view of those who were not in this circle.
What was left was actually simple. Since the young geniuses were included in the game, they would have to participate in the setting of the rules and gameplay and inform Tang Ling and Tang Long.
If Tang Ling and Tang Long rejected their suggestion, the game would be left to the two of them.
"Alright, Madam Qing has made herself very clear. Everyone's time is precious, so why don't we talk about how to make the game interesting? "Ling Yu was the first to speak.
No one thought it was inappropriate since he was a local genius of Darkness Port, so it was not a bad idea for him to host the meeting as a host.
Inside the room, Madam Qing leaned against the window, allowing the sea breeze to gently caress her wavy, naturally curly hair. She continued to swirl a glass of red wine as she muttered to herself, "The kids these days seem to be smarter than we were back then."
"What an exciting game."
**
After Tang Ling returned to Dvesha Moha, it was a little too quiet.
He would forge iron and take a bath when he needed to heal his internal injuries.
Then, he would cultivate for an hour before going to bed at night.
Tang Ling used to spend four hours on cultivation, but thanks to Boss Huang's diet, it provided him with sufficient energy every day.
Thanks to Boss Huang's diet, it provided him with sufficient energy every day, and after he tempered his cells with the Thousand Satin Technique, most of the energy was stored in his dantian region. Once his strength was fully integrated, it would be absorbed by his body again.
Therefore, Tang Ling no longer needed to meditate for four hours. During his usual cultivation, he would spend three hours absorbing energy to provide the energy needed to temper his cells to the limit.
It was not Tang Ling's fault for being inefficient. He was not the lucky one from a powerful faction. Even though he had vicious beast meat and other resources, he had to follow the plan.
His body's needs and the little seed's needs were the only things that he could use to temper his cells.
He could not be so extravagant as to use resources to replenish his energy to temper his cells. He could not support such a lifestyle.
Therefore, he had to trade time for something else.
Of course, no one expected Tang Ling to be that crazy and temper his cells to the limit every day.
Normal people could not do it. Firstly, it was the limitation of resources and secondly, it was the limitation of one's willpower.
Many geniuses would first satisfy their body's need for energy absorption and then use cultivation methods to temper their cells. They would then temper their cells to the limit every few days.
Otherwise, even if the resources were sufficient, the mental fatigue would not be eliminated and the cells in the body would be in a constant state of pain after being tempered to the limit. Who could endure that?
People only saw Tang Ling's genius, but they did not see what he had done behind the scenes. Everything that he had to bear did not even give him a chance to catch his breath.
He had been moving forward with a heavy burden.
Tang Ling was reading a book in his study room. He had finished the Purple Moon Chronicles. At least, he was no longer a country bumpkin who could not understand the relationship between the Stardust Council and Starstay City.
He did not have to take a bath today since he did not have to treat his internal injuries every day.
As Boss Huang watched Tang Ling devour the book about body arraynology, he felt like his skin was being scratched by an itch.
So many things have happened, including tonight's incident. Is the kid not going to say anything?
With that in mind, Boss Huang could not help but ask, "Tang Ling, do you want to buy information? Is it about Tang Long? "
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