Sunday, August 27th.
It was the fourteenth day of the summer break.
The exorcism convention would officially start on August 28th, which was tomorrow. After Odd Zhuo's team had been formed last night, everyone had agreed to register for the pre-competition team registration.
Songhai Modern Exorcism Center was a building that looked like an ostrich's egg, and the location had been chosen very carefully. It was said that a thousand years ago, a great ghost who had wreaked havoc in the human world had been annihilated at this exorcism center. That great ghost was prone to taking human form, and its most common disguise was as a pipe repairman. It had a special hobby of eating mushrooms, and its crime tool was a wrench.
At that moment, Wang Ling and the others appeared at the entrance of the exorcism center. Wang Ling raised his eyes lazily and saw a wrench stained with green blood in a glass cabinet in the center of the exorcism center's reception hall.
This was the tool that the great ghost had used back then … But for some reason, Wang Ling felt that it was familiar.
Because of his work, Odd Zhuo had actually been to the exorcism center before. When he had still been the deputy director, several small leaders who worked at the exorcism center had called him over to ask for help with their children's schooling.
But rather than saying 'ask', it was more like blackmail, and their tone had been very unpleasant. They had even taken gifts and insisted that Odd Zhuo accept them.
Odd Zhuo was a man of integrity, and absolutely wouldn't accept this kind of shady deal, so he had refused the parents' request on the spot.
Back then, he still remembered how flustered and exasperated these small leaders had looked when he had left the exorcism center, and had even said that they would entrust friends from other departments to "impeach" him and remove him from his position.
Who would have thought that the tables would now turn, and he would be promoted to director … and also Huaxiu Alliance's representative at the United Nations General Assembly? These small cadres from back then were no longer a threat to him at all.
But it had already been a long time since that incident, and Odd Zhuo guessed that these people had probably already been transferred out of the city, worried that he would retaliate.
They waited at the entrance for a while, and a moment later, the two teams led by Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fang Xing arrived.
But there was a tacit understanding that they didn't talk to each other, and after confirming that they had arrived, they walked into the exorcism center together.
Their mission was to take the top three spots. It would not be good if others found out that their teams were related to each other. Thus, before this trip, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had prepared masks for everyone, including Wang Ling and Odd Zhuo, to hide their appearances.
Fatty Luo had worked through the night to make this mask. He had even added an anti-see-through layer to prevent outsiders from perceiving them with their ocular powers.
The only thing that couldn't be hidden was Loopy Toad …
Although Loopy Toad was also wearing a mask, it was no use; that eye-catching green fur was too eye-catching! Coupled with that wagging dog tail that couldn't be hidden, Wang Ling felt that Dog Two didn't even need to wear a mask …
But then again, Loopy Toad had been cultivating very hard recently. He should be able to transform into a human in a short period of time. Who knew what Loopy Toad would look like when it took on a human form …
In fact, it was normal to wear a mask in every exorcism competition. This was because the vast majority of people competed in small groups led by professional exorcists. Many of the cultivators in the teams were hired by the exorcists as temporary workers. Naturally, there was a need to protect one's identity.
Another reason was that the exorcism competition's prize money was huge, and it was reassuring to do a good job of protecting one's identity … This mentality was like wearing a mask to receive the prize after winning the lottery.
In front of the registration counter, Boss Jin's thick arm was stretched across the counter, and his voice was loud and magnetic. "I'm here to sign up. Our team, four people."
Boss Jin wasn't wearing a mask. He was an exorcist of the older generation, and was well known in the circle.
"Boss Jin, you're here to sign up again?" The lady at the front desk in charge of registration was also a veteran employee of the exorcism center. She smiled when she saw the information Boss Jin had submitted. This document contained the personal information of the four of them.
Of course, the entire registration process was confidential.
As the lady at the front desk checked the information, her slender fingers flew over the keyboard. But when she entered the fourth person's information, she was stunned.
Because this was Wang Ling's information …
"Underage?" The lady at the front desk raised her head and stared at Boss Jin. For a moment, countless people around them looked at her strangely.
"Boss Jin … according to the exorcism center's regulations, underage people can't participate. Unless they have permission from their parents or the relevant authorities. "
"I know." Boss Jin looked at the lady at the front desk and wiped at his sweat. "Please check the information carefully again …"
The lady at the front desk rummaged carefully, and in the end found that there really was information …
Furthermore, it was signed by the General Administration of 100 Schools! It even had the official seal of the General Administration of 100 Schools …
"Ah! Sorry! I didn't see it just now … "The lady at the front desk hurriedly got up and apologized.
A few minutes later, everyone's information had been entered.
The lady at the front desk handed the information back to Boss Jin with both hands. "I wish you all a successful exorcism! Later, you will receive the latest exorcism ranking list on your cell phones, and you can discuss which demons and ghosts you want to eliminate.
"The exorcism center will send all the arrangements to your cell phones in the form of text messages. The official start time of the competition is tomorrow at midnight. Boss Jin, please lead your team and get ready. "
"Thank you." Boss Jin nodded.
Just as he was about to collect the information, an exorcist led his team over from a distance.
This was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Boss Jin. He had a very large mole on the tip of his chin, and a few black hairs were particularly conspicuous on it.
This man also wasn't wearing a mask. One look and you could tell that he was a veteran exorcist.
"Long time no see. How are you, Boss Jin? You lost the exorcism conventions one after another last year, and I thought you didn't have the face to come this year. "As soon as this person spoke, a lot of people instantly turned to look at him.
"It's Mr Fang!"
"Mr Fang? The runner-up in the last exorcism competition? "
It was obvious that this "Mr Fang" was very famous here.
A lot of people started to talk.
Listening casually, Wang Ling realized that Boss Jin and this Mr Fang also had a grudge. Last year, Boss Jin had been ruthlessly used by this Mr Fang. He had found a ghost, and just as he was about to get rid of it, it had been suddenly stolen …
After all, Wang Ling hadn't been involved, and didn't know what had happened last year. He didn't want to care. In any case, it was fine as long as he helped Boss Jin win the competition this year.
Boss Jin couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this Mr Fang, and just pretended that he hadn't seen anything as he directly walked out. But just as he took a step forward, he was stopped by Mr. Fang again.
Mr Fang chuckled with a provocative expression on his face. "I heard earlier that there's a minor in Boss Jin's team this year? I didn't expect our Boss Jin to have fallen to the point where he has to hire child labor … "
As soon as he said that —
Before Boss Jin could reply, several powerful spiritual pressures were already pressing down on Mr. Fang from the History Room …
There were spiritual pressures from Grenade-Throwing, Fang Xing, Little Silver, Loopy Toad, Odd Zhuo, Immortal Toya, Cailian Zhenren … This was a set of spiritual pressures from every member of the Office of Strategic Deception!
Furthermore, after hearing Mr Fang's provocation, everyone in the Office of Strategic Deception had the same attitude.
They could be summed up in seven words — those who insulted the group's favorites would be killed without mercy!
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