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When Kurosawa completely escaped, it was already forty minutes later.

I have been busy signing autographs and taking photos, and my hands are sore from signing autographs, and my face is numb from smiling.

There is a very serious question.

He didn't find anyone to design and learn his signature, and he didn't want his signature to be too ugly, so he could only write in block letters stroke by stroke.

It takes longer.

In fact, those people may not all be his fans, some just join the queue out of a herd mentality. Seeing that everyone is queuing, they join the queue.

The nightmare opened up its attribute energy and slowly floated away with Kurosawa.

It wasn't until he was far away from the crowd that he put on his mask and hat again. He bought a light coat on the roadside and put it on outside.

In this way, he became an ordinary Haitang citizen again.

When I arrived at the location Ji Qingwen sent on WeChat, it was a boutique coffee shop.

"It's so cold..."

The air conditioner in the store is turned on low.

Coupled with the cold feeling caused by the nightmare in his body, he couldn't help but shudder.

The sun outside looks fake.

The coffee shop was relatively dark, and the glass windows were covered with dark curtains.

Only a few rays of sunlight leaked through the gaps in the curtains.

A barista man is wiping cups at the workbench.

The store was quiet and deserted.

In the booth in the corner of the coffee shop, Kurosawa saw Ji Qingwen.

He was holding a family-sized bag of senbei and staring nonchalantly out the window at the sidewalk.

The glass in the corner is one-way light-transmissive, making it very blurry from the outside to the inside, ensuring a certain degree of privacy.

Kurosawa sat silently across from him, looking at the other person without blinking.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"good."

Ji Qingwen looked as if nothing had happened as he stuffed a piece of senbei soaked in powder into his mouth.

"Do you want one? Have a piece."

"Thanks."

Kurosawa hesitated for a moment and took a piece from it.

Ji Qingwen looked younger than what he saw on the TV screen. He was probably only in his early twenties in front of him.

Kurosawa speculated that the makeup artist might have given him a relatively mature look during previous competitions.

But he is actually not young anymore, at least not for Kurosawa, who is about to turn seventeen.

Ji Qingwen's information on the league's official website is relatively public. He is currently thirty-six years old and at the elite level.

If you exclude Kurosawa, who is an alternative, he is actually one of the most talented people in a third-tier small city like Haitang City.

Amateur, Registered, Professional, Elite.

The normal age for an elf master to awaken his psychic powers is 15 or 16 years old.

He broke through to the elite level probably some time four or five years ago.

In other words, it only took him about ten years to break through from the amateur level to the elite level.

If you want to break through to the elite level, you don't just need to cultivate a high-level elf.

During the process, the elf master must constantly contract with new elves and explore the race and attributes that are most compatible with him or her.

Similar to a trial and error process.

It is commonplace to replace core elves midway.

The former core may need to rely on the current core to break through to a new stage before it can "ascend to heaven" and use its experience to advance.

Moreover, many elf masters will be stuck in front of the threshold of intermediate elf and advanced elf for a long time.

Raising and training elves is a long process.

Most of the elf master's strength lies in the elf, but in essence, the ultimate improvement in strength must be attributed to his own talent.

The later the stage, the more important the talent becomes.

If you don't have enough talent, you may be able to upgrade to an intermediate level elf by relying on resources.

But forget about high-level elves and super elves.

Psychic energy is like a heavy shackle, firmly locking the elves' path to advancement.

"Haha, actually it's not a bad thing to get used to the autograph business early."

"You may have to participate in many activities in the future, and you will inevitably encounter a situation like today."

Perhaps seeing that Kurosawa seemed very reticent and thinking that he was really angry, Ji Qingwen said with a guilty conscience.

He picked up the cinnamon latte in front of him and took a sip, his eyes lingering on Kurosawa's slightly green face for a moment.

The face of the young man in front of him was calm, his features were straight, and he even had a quiet temperament that made him feel inexplicably reassuring.

The black pupils are very deep, with the edges engulfed in black, and the pupil in the middle is particularly eye-catching.

"Kaka."

Kurosawa opened his white teeth and took a bite of the senbei.

"Um."

He was almost about to forget what happened just now.

Although it was a bit tiring to sign autographs and take photos, there is nothing to complain about.

Most of them were people who liked to support him, so he signed his name, acting like an awkward scissor hand.

Some of them even came all the way just to see him.

He was so enthusiastic that even Kurosawa couldn't understand it.

If it were him, he would never choose to go out in this hot weather just for a nondescript autograph or to say a few words to him.

Kurosawa was not used to drinking coffee, so he asked the waiter for a glass of sparkling water.

The waiter served some beautifully made snacks.

Kurosawa silently looked at the layout of the store.

There are brown plush carpets, neatly arranged bookshelves, and some small and cute potted plants placed on the shelves. The lighting in the store is average, but the potted plants are growing well. I don’t know what kind they are. A few books are placed casually on the cabinets next to them.

superior.

There are some old objects placed in the cabinet, such as pendulums, old-fashioned dial telephones, and retro typewriters.

The owner of the store probably likes to collect these old objects.

"Ji Ge, do you open this store?"

Kurosawa asked curiously.

He judged it based on the empty store environment and the attitude of the waiters.

"If you invest casually, it's just a place where you usually go back to Haitang."

"Besides this cafe, there are several shops and several rooms."

Ji Qingwen said it very casually.

But for elite elf masters, it is indeed not a big industry.

In ten or twenty years, even the most elite can accumulate a sum of savings that a normal person will not be able to use up in a lifetime.

The prize money for various official competitions and competitions held by private enterprises is actually a small amount, and the big amount is the bonus for various endorsements and daily tasks.

"Do you have any plans to participate in the summer competition?"

Ji Qingwen suddenly talked about the competition and looked at Kurosawa in front of him.

Kurosawa nodded.

Of course he needs to participate in the summer split.

The system's personal level 3 has been stuck for quite some time.

Nowadays, the only source of experience is competition.
To be continued...