Kurosawa smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel weak when he looked at him, as if his thoughts were all revealed, and he could only smile awkwardly.

In the forest, after a while, flashing electric lights kept popping up.

"Thunder, thunder, thunder——"

At the same time, there was also a stench that was stimulated by the electric light and became even stronger.

"Ahem!"

Kurosawa pinched his nose and accurately directed the little Shining to attack according to different variables.

The cooperation test was not too difficult for him. He and Little Shining had a tacit understanding of cooperation, and the requirements were not difficult for them, but it was really... it stinked!

Ten minutes later.

The test is over.

Kurosawa's face turned pale.

It's so scary, this giant piranha flower.

I am afraid that only a strong person can control this kind of elf. Anyway, he will never contract with an elf with a "strange fragrance".

"Thank you for your hard work, I was able to harvest these precious data." Zhang Jing put away the equipment and looked at Kurosawa, whose expression changed greatly. He seemed a little regretful, and his tone became more respectful.

Some data really needs to be collected by an elf master of Kurosawa's level.

"Haha, Director Zhang, as long as you are satisfied." Kurosawa let out a long sigh of relief.

It's finally over.

If he had known in advance that the stench of the King Piranha would increase exponentially under external attack, he might not have agreed to cooperate with the test.

"Director Zhang, I'm curious about something."

"You said."

"How did you overcome the stench?" Kurosawa paused for a moment on the other person's expressionless face.

She was calmly controlling the equipment and recording data from beginning to end, like a robot. It was really terrifying.

Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then covered his mouth and chuckled twice, explaining, "I had an operation when I was a child, and I lost my sense of smell after the operation."

"..." Kurosawa was silent for a few seconds.

Originally, during the test just now, he could command the Shining from a distance, but when he saw that Zhang Jing standing beside him never frowned, he felt embarrassed to stay far away.

During this period, I admired Zhang Jing's determination many times, but I never expected that the truth would be like this.

However, being able to turn one's olfactory impairment into an advantage is also a manifestation of wisdom.

While the two were communicating, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded.

Kurosawa looked up.

"Here they come, they're coming!"

Zhang Jing grabbed his arm and said with some fear.

Although her contracted King Piranha has energy value of an intermediate transitional level, it is not at all effective in actual combat.

The foundation of King Piranha has been scratched by Kurosawa. It is just an improved medicine jar. Although its energy value is not low, its actual combat power may not even be able to match the vast majority of mid-level elves.

"It's okay, please don't worry, Director Zhang. Director Zhang, please go to the basement to gather first." Kurosawa looked calm.

"Okay, please... be more careful." Zhang Jing probably didn't expect that the Ancient God Society's actions would come so quickly.

In less than a day, the Ancient God Society regrouped its strength and made a comeback.

Kurosawa bid farewell to Zhang Jing, and the other researchers on the way were gathering in the emergency evacuation basement.

"Boom!"

The battle team of the Ancient God Society is destroying the artificial [door] in the subspace outside.

There were constant vibrations.

It won't take long before it can be broken open and forcefully break into the subspace.

Kurosawa called the elves who were patrolling around and rushed towards the direction of the vibration at high speed.

"Kurosawa-sama, we are here to help you!"

"No, just stay here and protect the researchers."

On the way, we met professional-level guards who took the initiative to ask for help.

Unlike the researchers, the professionals who were still recovering from injuries in the past few days had watched Kurosawa's small amount of routine training and fully recognized Kurosawa's strength.

After a brief instruction.

Two professions were left behind, and the remaining one followed Kurosawa to the entrance.

"Bang!"

The violent impact force spread in the distant sky.

"Coming in." The professional next to Kurosawa murmured.

Lift your head.

The sky above looked like a broken mirror, which was shocking.

A neat team walked through the broken mirror.

As soon as they appeared, the elves surrounded them and guarded them in the center.

When the mobile team of the Ancient God Society stabilized their minds, they saw the two Kurosawas staring at them not far away.

The green-haired man at the head showed a contemptuous smile when he saw this.

"Didn't the intelligence say that there were four garrison forces? Why are there only two of them? Could they have already tucked their tails and fled?"

The green-haired man spoke.

"Boss, the quality of the Alliance's elf masters is certainly incomparable to that of our Ancient God Alliance." The younger brother beside him responded in unison.

"I can handle you all by myself." Kurosawa glanced at everyone and knew what was going on, without changing his expression.

"Haha -" the green-haired man laughed while stroking his hands. "The elites of the alliance are always as arrogant, ignorant and blindly confident as you."

Kurosawa pursed his lips.

He didn't mind talking to the other party for a few more words, so that the researchers at the base could have time to withdraw into the emergency protection layer.

However, the members of the Ancient God Alliance really hate the Haihua Alliance.

Every word in the other party's words was filled with contempt for the Alliance elf masters.

There must be some personal vendetta involved.

Kurosawa stared at the green-haired man indifferently, while using his senses to pay attention to the movements at the research base.

But his indifference seemed to hit the deepest pain point in the green-haired man's heart.

He stared straight at Kurosawa's flawless white face, gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable rage in his heart.

It's that condescending look again.

What he hates most is this kind of gentleman who "comes out of the mud but remains unstained".

Every time he pushed them into a desperate situation and saw their distorted faces unable to maintain their grace, he would feel sincerely happy.

"A kid who has just been promoted to the elite still imitates adults and puts on such a noble appearance. It is sad and ridiculous. The next generation of the corrupt alliance will all have this kind of virtue." The green-haired man laughed angrily and laughed at the team members beside him.

said.

"Ha ha!"

"Boss, please leave this little beauty to me. I will make him docile." A skinny man grinned a weird smile, looked at Kurosawa, and licked his lips.

"Can."

"..."

Kurosawa curled his lips and couldn't help feeling a chill.

No wonder the Ancient Gods are said to be a group of extremely vicious criminals, and their long-term inhumane cultivation methods have distorted their minds.

Irritability, mania, and neurotic oversensitivity are like dynamite.

Even if these people can gain strength quickly, I am afraid that they will only end up in self-destruction in the end.

Sensing the depleted body and abnormal mental state of a group of people, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Everything has its own destiny if you drink it and peck it.
Chapter completed!