340: Chapter 75: Ten Years in the Human World, Old Friends Co and Go (Request for Monthly Ticket)_2 340: Chapter 75: Ten Years in the Human World, Old Friends Co and Go (Request for Monthly Ticket)_2 [Seeing that you indeed have such grand ambitions, Mountain Peak Yuanliu Inn was very pleased and in the sa breath also very kindly stated that you may freely choose your Contractor.]
[A Contractor, in other words, is a Death God Agent you take a liking to and with whom you can make a contract; they promise to make good use of your power, and you vow to stick by the Contractor through thick and thin.]
[The reason for giving you such a great freedom of choice is, firstly, because you are very discerning, and secondly, because there needs to be mutual cooperation between Death God Agents and Guardian Spirits to unleash the most powerful strength.]
[The most critical point is the True Na Release.
Only a Death God Agent who has gained complete recognition from a Guardian Spirit will be inford of its true na, thus gaining further strength.]
[In other words, a lon forcibly twisted off its vine won’t only be unsweet, but also weak; naturally, Mountain Peak Yuanliu Inn would not do such a foolish thing.]
[“Damn it, no matter how you look at it, I’m getting the short end of the stick,” you grumbled indignantly, scanning the eager faces of Death God Agents lined up to parade their abilities before you, hoping to gain your favor.]
[Your “recruitnt fair” took place in a relatively simple, yet private-enough room.]
[“I wonder who would be a better choice?” you mused, stroking the Ziwei staff, your Spiritual Body wavering unsteadily as you fell into thought.]
[The first one who appeared in the room was a very full-bodied and striking woman, with a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, eyes soft yet lancholic, yet with an air of masculine vigor, presenting a perfectly harmonious blend of two seemingly contradictory qualities.]
[“I just want to quietly protect this world; to protect it, I need strength, and I hope to have your help,” the woman first adopted a rather respectful attitude, then suddenly drew close to whisper in a voice only you and your mother Christina could hear, “The so-called powerful are but monkeys in fine clothes; the so-called gods are rely humans adept at disguising themselves!
If you follow , I will show you the world of the truly powerful and uncover the facade of these so-called gods.”]
“Eh?”
Xu Shu raised an eyebrow.
This person has a rebellious streak, seeming to hold secrets.
Choosing her might reveal sothing about this realm’s “gods.” Gods?
Does that refer to the Death Gods worshipped in Soul World?
Or is it Evil Gods like Althias?
Xu Shu silently notched a “special attention” tag on the female general-like woman and blandly responded—
[“Understood, next,” you indicated that you needed to shop around, she took a deep look at you, then graciously pressed one hand to her chest, bowed deeply, and withdrew, saying, “I hope we have the opportunity to work together.”]
[“…
That’s quite generous,” you noted, a bit surprised.]
[The next to co in was a woman wearing round-rimd glasses, with a braided long side braid, with an extravagantly large bust, and carrying a pheasant tail katana, self-identifying as the captain of squad eight, Rutoki Nukidao.]
[“With , if I have a bite to eat, you’ll have a bite to eat,” the gap-moe-filled big-busted cutie energetically pledged her promise to you.]
[You were instantly captivated, the headlights were a delight for the eyes, truly sothing one could not afford to miss.]
[You kindly stated you wanted a bit more ti to think about it, hinting she had a big chance and hoped she wouldn’t mind.]
[“Understood, I hope to form a contract with your excellency,” she licked her lips, signaling to you and the Ziwei staff in your hand with seductive glances.]
[Then, another woman ca in, possessing snow-white, voluptuous curves; her na was Mao Zhuhua Lie, a beautiful married woman in white fond of lee combat, also a formidable captain-level figure.
Maybe not the most striking in terms of looks, but her attire, that of a widow in mourning, scored huge points in your eyes.]
[“Madam, I’m planning to think it over a bit more, but you also have a great chance!” you sincerely grasped her hands and told her.]
[Damn, where are you looking?
That “great” had better be about her chances!
You perverse Heavenly Defiance!
Now you’re a “Spirit” — broadly speaking, you’re a ghost!
Dead and still such a lecher, you’ve truly beco a hungry ghost in your lust!]
[Ladies first, except for Lan Ran who jumped the queue, you then successively interviewed several powerful female Death God Agents; so pure and lovely, so voluptuous and charming, so cute and klutzy, so hot and wild, and even two dark-skinned ones leaving nothing to the imagination.]
[Each one of them adored your Ziwei staff and were eager to try, expressing their hopes of securing you.]
[So had great hopes, so had little, to which you gave multiple ratings such as A, B, C, D, E, F, and so on.]
[Once the ladies finished the application process, it was ti for the n.]
[The first to appear before you was an old acquaintance, the long-browed muscular old man, Mountain Peak Yuanliu Inn.]
[“Your excellency, actually, I wouldn’t mind adding another Guardian Spirit,” the head of the general staff chuckled as he sat cross-legged on the floor, ready to talk things over with you.]
[“No need for more words, next,” Christina and you made the judgnt simultaneously, and the powerful head of the general staff was cut off right at the beginning, prompting laughter from outside.]
[Then you continued to interview many more Death God Agents.]
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