Chapter 764
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Ye Qing Luo had been observing the steps of drawing the mission.
She roughly understood the main process.
The mercenary group sent out a representative as he walked up the stage.
In front of the crystal screen which was flowing with water, he placed his number plate and his mercenary group badge on the screen and a mission scroll would randomly pop out.
The mission contents in the scroll, the mercenary group could choose to announce it or choose to keep it a secret.
But after the mercenary group drew the mission, the crystal screen would display the mission's grade and difficulty, as well as the mercenary group's honour points.
Other mercenary groups could also guess what kind of mission this mercenary group had taken on based on the grade and difficulty.
The speed of selecting the mission was rather fast.
Among them, Ye Qing Luo saw a familiar mercenary group.
That was the silver plate mercenary group which Leng Feng Hua hired when she was brought to the magic beast forest by Di Mo Xuan.
If she didn't remember wrongly, that group leader was called Xia Houzhi.
The last time she came into contact, this mercenary group's overall ability was not bad. Under the leader's leadership, the members were orderly and their reaction was not bad.
Towards Xia Houzhi, she rather admired him.
She could consider getting in touch with him. If they could become allies, that would be for the best.
Of course, the prerequisite was that …. Xia Houzhi had taken a liking to The World group before she could consider the future matters.
Ye Qing Luo wasn't narcissistic to the point of thinking that all the mercenary groups wanted to "climb up" with The World group.
Let's not talk about whether there was any relationship with The World group.
The development of The World group till now, had only been established for a month.
In terms of ability or experience, they couldn't be compared to those veteran mercenary groups.
Approximately four hours later, Ye Qing Luo was already drowsy when she finally reached the number plate after two hundred.
Coincidentally, the two mercenary groups who had a conflict with Ye Qing Luo and the rest were both ranked after two hundred.
Peach first went up to draw a mission and drew a middle grade experience point mission. It wasn't considered too difficult and the reward was twenty points of mercenary group honour points. Double reward was forty points.
Peach naturally chose to accept this mission.
Not long later, bearded man went up and drew a high grade experience point mission, the reward was fifty points of mercenary group honour points.
To the Blood Demon Mercenary Group, this mission was neither difficult nor easy.
After getting the group leader's indication, bearded man took the scroll and went down the stage.
Then, Yan Zhan stepped onto the stage.
He didn't go through the process of drawing missions directly. Instead, he stood in front of the crystal screen and looked at the mercenary groups below. He smiled warmly and said, "Everyone has waited for such a long time, so you must be a little tired. If I may be so bold, I will bring you a little episode to refresh your spirits."
Yan Zhan's voice slowly spread in the air along with his Qi.
The mercenary groups below were already impatient and annoyed from the wait. They only hoped to finish the drawing immediately and listen to the bullshit of the elders of the mercenary union so that they could complete their missions immediately.
Now that Yan Zhan had appeared, what kind of interlude would he bring?
They didn't have the leisure to do that.
Other than a few bored mercenary groups raising their arms in agreement, most of the mercenary groups looked impatient, urging Yan Zhan to finish the task and get off the stage.
"What … is he trying to do?" Qiao Jin suddenly tightened his grip on the coin dart and frowned.
Yan Zhan was definitely not a magnanimous person.
Their instincts told them that Yan Zhan's episode was probably … related to them.
Ye Qing Luo raised her brows as she looked at the man who was still smiling warmly on the stage, "I'm afraid …. he wants to slap our faces."
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