Chapter 874
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"The Spirit Research Institute is a place for spirit researchers to earn rage points. Even though the missions are shockingly expensive, it isn't that easy to earn. The Spirit Research Institute requires a large amount of time to do experiments and research. Those are things that only nerds can do." Lin Zhujiu said.
Feng Yixiu touched his nose thoughtfully and suddenly smiled. "Let's go! Take me to the Spirit Research Institute! "
"Ah? Boss, are you serious? "Lin Zhujiu started to doubt his life.
Feng Yixiu didn't look like a spirit researcher at all!
Most Spirit Researchers were either old pedants with thick eyes or geniuses with exceptionally good brains.
Normal geniuses wouldn't study these things. Even if Feng Yixiu did, it shouldn't be too deep.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Feng Yixiu said expressionlessly.
Lin Zhujiu looked at Feng Yixiu's serious eyes and couldn't be more serious. "Okay … I'll take you there now."
Even though he verbally agreed to Feng Yixiu's request, he still doubted whether Feng Yixiu was joking or not.
Lin Zhujiu was feeling depressed when he saw Leng Fan's calm expression. This made him feel even more depressed.
"Brother Leng Fan, why didn't you try to persuade him? If he gets chased out by those old pedants, how embarrassing would that be! Also, there are many people from Spirit Sect … "Lin Zhujiu muttered.
Leng Fan smiled and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you a secret. Feng Yixiu is the vice head of the Forest Department in Central China."
"En?" Lin Zhujiu was stunned. Why was this kid also going crazy?
However, even though Lin Zhujiu muttered in his heart, his body still led the way honestly.
When Feng Yixiu passed by the Spirit Sect Institute, he saw the sparse crowd and asked, "Did the Spirit Sect lose a lot of people these days?"
Leng Fan nodded and said in a deep voice, "We've already lost more than half of them. I'm afraid we won't even have a hundred people left in the near future."
Lin Zhujiu agreed. "Boss, you don't know how to comfort them. Otherwise, so many people would not have left."
The corners of Feng Yixiu's mouth curled up slightly as he said indifferently, "I can't keep those who should leave, and I can't chase away those who want to stay. We can also take advantage of this opportunity to properly filter out the disciples of the Origin Sect. The Origin Sect does not need so many people who want to curry favor with those in power. "
Lin Zhujiu and Leng Fan nodded, their admiration for Feng Yixiu growing.
It turned out that it wasn't that Feng Yixiu didn't want to care about the Origin Gate, but he wanted to filter out the members of the Origin Gate. It wasn't a big deal for them to be able to share the joys and sorrows. Only by being able to share the joys and sorrows could one prove their loyalty to the Origin Gate.
Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the Research Soul Institute.
"Boss, this is the Research Soul Institute." Lin Zhujiu pointed at a huge building in front of them and whispered.
Feng Yixiu used a scrutinizing gaze to size up the Research Soul Institute, then nodded and said, "The scale is about the same as the Lin Division's Research Soul Institute, but it's a bit older."
The Raging Scales Soul Institute was probably established a long time ago. The building looked quite ancient, and it should have been repaired many times.
The building of the Research Soul Institute had a thick layer of moss on it, giving it a sense of history. The people going in and out of it were mostly Soul Researchers with thick glasses. They all wore white coats and had the appearance of high-level intellectuals.
Feng Yixiu was about to walk inside, but he was stopped by the guards at the entrance.
"Sorry, if you need a Soul Research commission, please post it on the mission board outside. You can't casually enter the Research Soul Institute." One of them pointed at the mission board at the side with a stern expression.
Feng Yixiu frowned, then walked towards the mission board at the side.
The mission board was densely filled with Soul Research commissions. Not only were there Soul Research commissions from the Raging Scales Soul Institute's students, but there were also Soul Research commissions from teachers and elders.
All of the Soul Research commissions had a price written on it. Generally speaking, the higher the requirement, the more difficult the Soul Research commission, the higher the price.
"Sorry, excuse me …"
While Feng Yixiu was concentrating on looking at these various characters, his train of thought was interrupted by a clear and melodious voice.
He subconsciously moved to the side and smelled a strange fragrance. He couldn't tell if it was the smell of perfume or body fragrance, but it smelled pretty good.
Then a woman wearing a white qipao came over and looked at the Soul Research commission on the bulletin board with full attention.
"Why are all the words so small … Isn't this making things difficult for me …" The woman in the white qipao squinted her big eyes and her long eyelashes fluttered.
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