Felwood's heart skipped a beat.
Dozens of times more work than a private airport?
What was Chen Zhao trying to do?
"Of course, I can't give this project to your company alone," Chen Zhao said. "But I'll try my best to give you the project as long as it's within your company's capabilities."
Felwood's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Chen Zhao didn't tell him, but Felwood felt that Chen Zhao didn't tell him because it was a trade secret.
But the few words Chen Zhao had revealed were enough to shock him.
If he could take over this project, even if it wasn't all of it.
After finishing this job, he would be able to retire.
As for Chen Zhao lying to him?
Felwood had never considered this problem.
For one, Chen Zhao didn't need to lie to him at all.
Moreover, in the past two years, Chen Zhao had been giving him all kinds of projects.
Chen Zhao was now his company's biggest and most important client.
Suspecting Chen Zhao was akin to digging his own grave.
However, he couldn't figure out what project Chen Zhao had that was dozens of times more than an airport.
It seemed like he had to change his company's development strategy.
Felwood thought.
Chen Zhao didn't stay at the construction site for long. He looked around and left with his child.
…
"This is where we came from yesterday. This area is the territory of the Withered Tree Ghouls. If you go any further, you will be surrounded by a large number of Withered Tree Ghouls. It will be very troublesome if you fall into their territory." Rouen Faxi pointed at a valley in front of them.
"We'll go from the outside," West said. "There's no need to enter the valley."
Delin had been following the team, but he was in the middle.
This was to prevent him from running away.
Delin was half-hearted, but his role in the team couldn't be doubted.
Not only did he know the terrain of this area like the back of his hand, but he also had a special spell called the Spirit of Guidance.
Of course, this spell had nothing to do with Buddhism.
It was a type of prophecy spell. It could tell the correct direction through divination.
However, this spell had a disadvantage. If the same question was asked repeatedly, the mana consumption would double.
For example, they were looking for the Nordic giants.
The first time they used this spell to ask for the correct direction, it didn't consume much mana.
The second time he asked the same question, the magic power would double. The third time, it would double again, and so on.
If a person's magic is strong enough, they can find almost anyone or anything.
But no one could use it infinitely.
Doehring's magic power was very average. He couldn't be compared to the members of the Magic Association.
Compared to ordinary Spiritualists, Delin's strength was also very ordinary.
Therefore, he could only use the Spirit of Guidance three times at most.
Doehring had already used the Spirit of Guidance once before.
Therefore, he still had two chances to use the Guidance Spirit.
This was also why West had approached him and offered him such a high price in the first place.
Two hundred thousand dollars for one month's time.
One had to know that even hiring a spiritualist would only cost slightly more than an ordinary person.
"Moore, wear the Tooth of the Fire Dragon. It can dispel some of the cold." Rouen Faxi tossed a pendant to Moore.
In their group, Mo Er and Rissa were the youngest.
Raisa could absorb the heat around her, so she didn't need to worry about catching a cold at all.
Moore, on the other hand, was a big kid who was still growing. He'd caught a cold last night.
However, Moore always had the mentality that he was a man and an adult.
He felt that everyone in the group should be treated the same.
He would eat what others ate.
He would use what others used.
But he clearly didn't have the ability, yet he liked to show off.
"Moore, wear it," West said. "Otherwise, I'll call the president and have him come and take you away."
"Okay, okay. I'll wear it."
Suddenly, Doehring noticed the Tooth of the Fire Dragon hanging around Moore's neck.
Doehring's heart skipped a beat. It was faintly emitting pure flame power.
Could it really be a dragon tooth?
If it really was a dragon tooth, these guys were too extravagant.
They actually hung the dragon tooth around their necks like a pendant.
If given to an alchemist, this dragon tooth could definitely be made into a high-quality magic tool.
These Americans were indeed a bunch of nouveau riche.
They didn't have any ability at all, but they were rich.
Doehring didn't know that the dragon tooth hanging around Moore's neck was of the lowest quality. It was the kind that nobody wanted.
Rouen Faxi couldn't be bothered with magic at all. He simply polished it and pierced it to use as a pendant.
The Association didn't have too many dragon parts.
For example, each of them was wearing a tight-fitting dragon scale undergarment.
Who didn't have one or two dragon magic tools?
But even if he said that to Doehring …
He probably wouldn't believe it either.
Doehring's eyes flashed. He had to find an opportunity to get this dragon tooth pendant.
"The fog seems to have dispersed today."
"Yes, it's much easier to walk."
Everyone was in a better mood. Nobody liked walking in the fog anymore.
Because of the fog, even their companions could only see blurry figures, which was a huge problem for them.
Their faces were covered in mist after walking for a while. It was very uncomfortable.
"It seems to be dry around here. There should be some firewood. Why don't we rest here today and catch some game? We haven't had cooked food for days," Gaia suggested.
Although compressed food could also fill one's stomach, not everyone could stand the boredom of compressed food.
Gaia, Klaus, and the Lightning Team were retired soldiers. They could barely tolerate it.
But the others couldn't.
West thought for a moment. "Alright, then we'll rest here today."
Doehring was completely speechless at these Americans.
They had only walked for half a day and they were already stopping.
With their speed, when would they be able to find the giants?
Doehring looked down on West and the others even more.
But this was good. Dimas had already sent him a message. He had already contacted the Sacred Flame Sect.
The slower they walked, the earlier they could meet the people from the Sacred Flame Sect.
It was impossible for this motley crew to fight against the people from the Sacred Flame Sect.
That group of Sacred Flame Sect disciples were all extremely vicious and evil.
They were perverse and vicious, and their methods were extremely cruel.
As long as they were their enemies, there was almost no one left alive.
Doehring looked forward to seeing their expressions when they met the Sacred Flame Sect.
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