“Wow?”

Hearing Mistera's voice, Yuan Chenfei smiled.

This is the first time since I met Mistera, Mistera has taken the initiative to speak to Yuan Chenfei.

No matter what he was about to say, it was a leap for Yuan Chenfei.

Zhao Yingcai was also stunned.

Mistera naturally knew that every professional who changed his job had heard Mistera's voice. But after that, Mistera would not respond to anyone.

Until today, Misterra's sudden appearance completely shocked everyone.

Beside the shock, there is more panic.

Because this means that Yuan Chenfei is right, this world is no longer controlled by humans, but controlled by the gods.

The gods didn't manage it just because they were too lazy to manage it.

But when they want to make decisions, then their will is the highest will.

The law no longer makes sense, nor is it sacred.

Because the gods are the sacred.

The will of the gods is the law!

Zhao Yingcai realized this and was extremely depressed because he no longer knew where to go in the future.

Yuan Chenfei here has responded to Misterra's words: "What makes the gods happy? So what can make the gods happy?"

"As you said just now, besides blood and fanaticism, conspiracy, calculation, and betrayal are all the dramas that the gods love to watch, and different gods have different preferences." Mistera replied.

"That's right, for example, the literary style of yesterday." Yuan Chenfei said.

"Cartmere does have a special taste, and there are many gods like this who have their own unique taste. Usually they will take the initiative to choose some people as their agents, thinking that they will bring unique pleasure."

"It's like a designated performance for a program?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

"That's right."

"So is your appearance now because I am also attracted by a god?"

"The answer is correct." Mistera's voice fell, but it did not disappear, but only Yuan Chenfei could hear the following words.

"A god has taken a fancy to you, and he has issued a mission to you. Do you accept it?" asked Mistera.

"What mission?" Yuan Chenfei asked. His voice was also blocked, so that Zhao Yingcai and others could only see him open their mouths, but could not hear him speak.

"You can only know if you accept it."

"Then I refuse."

"Are you sure? This is the mission of the gods."

“It’s impossible for me to accept it without knowing the content of the task.”

"Even if you refuse, God can force you to execute it." Misterla said.

Yuan Chenfei didn't care at all: "I know, but that's not called a mission, that's called a command. Are you sure that God issued a mission or not?"

"..." Mistera was speechless.

Yuan Chenfei's seemingly simple question actually hit the other party's key point.

That's the rule.

Since it is a game, there must be rules, even Gods must be bound by rules, otherwise the game will have no meaning.

Can God give orders to people?

sure.

But commands are commands and tasks are tasks, and they cannot be confused.

If it is a rule, it must be defined and the boundaries must be clear.

Tasks are voluntary, and commands are compulsive. There is a big difference between the two.

Yuan Chenfei didn't know what the restrictions were for the gods to give orders or tasks, but he knew there were restrictions - this was not only because he confirmed this when he contacted the monkey-faced god Cartermere yesterday, but Liu Yang also mentioned it in his notes.

You should know that the God Agent Game was common later.

As for now, everything has just begun, and those who can become agents are elites.

No matter what, tasks are tasks, and they are mandatory, and even God cannot change them at will.

So after Yuan Chenfei said this, Mistera was silent for a while.

After a while, he said: "This god likes vivid, funny and intelligent programs, so he arranged a special game."

"The competition? It means it's not me?"

"Yes, I can't tell you more."

"I have to know at least if it's a death race."

Mistera was silent for a moment before saying, "It's not a death race, the winner has a chance to get a generous reward."

"Then can I bring someone else to the competition?"

Mistera responded much faster this time: "That means looking for helpers, you can do this, but you also have to pay more."

"So that's the case..." Yuan Chenfei said to himself, thinking about it for a while, he nodded: "Okay, I'll participate."

"Come to this place at noon tomorrow." A stream of information entered Yuan Chenfei's mind, and then Mistera disappeared.

At this time, he was completely stunned when he looked at Zhao Yingcai again.

Although I don’t know what they said later, just listening to the previous content was enough to shock him.

"So, you took a mission from the gods?" he murmured.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Yuan Chenfei said: "By the way, I won't come to report it tomorrow, you won't have any objection to this, right?"

Zhao Yingcai shook his head blankly.

"Okay, I'll leave first." Yuan Chenfei greeted him and left directly.

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It was already dinner time when I returned to Xingye Manor.

Everyone has come out and is cooking in the manor cafeteria.

As time goes by, everyone becomes familiar with each other and gradually becomes friends. Even the three rescued people brought back by Yuan Chenfei, Li Zhe, Kong Ning and Yan Jiali, have integrated into the group and become friends.

In contrast, Yuan Chenfei, the master of another world, was much more unfamiliar with them because he spent most of his time alone.

When everyone saw Yuan Chen flying over, they waved. No matter what, Yuan Chenfei was the owner of this place.

On the sixth day of the dynasty, he personally brought a large bowl of rice to Yuan Chenfei, and gestured, indicating that it was left for Yuan Chenfei.

Food is all immortal food, which is easier to restore the physical strength and energy of professionals than ordinary food, but only the life profession can be truly played out.

The career of the sixth day of the dynasty is a chef, so he has been cooking for everyone during this period.

"Well, the skills of the sixth day of the lunar calendar have improved again." Yuan Chenfei praised while drinking the soup. He gave Liu Li a deformed talisman. Liu Li got a good thing and was very happy.

"What does it mean to make progress again? I have never been wrong, okay?" Zhou Dingguo loved the sixth day of the lunar calendar very much and spoke out for him.

It doesn’t matter if you arrive at the sixth day of the lunar month.

"Okay, okay, it's always been so good. I'm using the words inappropriately." Yuan Chenfei smiled and said, "By the way, is it okay during this period?"

"It's not bad. If the boss doesn't charge our taxes, it will be perfect." Zhou Dingguo replied, and everyone laughed together.

"Satisfied, even if you pay half of it, the income will be much better than the monsters that we fought with those guys and killed." Li Zhanjun came over and said, "Have you heard that? Some days ago, something happened to the other world gate in Wen'an. The Sanjiang Gang and Liuhe Association fought, and hundreds of people died. The world is getting more and more chaotic now."

In the past, killing hundreds of people in an armed battle was definitely a major event that swept the whole country, but now, such things happen almost every day.

The public security situation is getting worse and worse, and chaos is increasing.

The emergence of the gate of another world further stimulated this situation. People are fighting for the territory every day. Like Xingye Manor, there are only a dozen or twenty people who make money in another world. That is something that you don’t have to think about, and it’s simply a paradise.

So let alone half of them, even Li Zhe and others are satisfied with their income - the income is similar to the outside, but the safety situation is much better.

Zhou Dingguo smiled and said, "Isn't this just saying that? Besides, I can't compare with you. But all your gains are in your own pocket."

"Nonsense, I'm working extra." Li Zhanjun glared at me and replied: "I'm doing all the defense measures inside and outside here, and I'm so tired."

"We use our money." Xu Jun continued in a low voice.

"Get out!" Xin Li kicked him hard. The bad guy is good, but his mouth is too cheap and the dog can never spit out ivory in his mouth.

He had no such problem when he chased Shui Yingying.

It's still a matter of mentality.

"I have worked extra work, and I am still cooking." Zhou Dingguo was still muttering.

"It's different, you're a prisoner." Xu Jun continued to be annoying.

Everyone was convinced of him.
To be continued...