503 New ss Subject—Bloodline Warlock! Zhou Zhou’s Sigh!
“Don’t kneel.”
“We’re all home. You don’t have to be so cautious.”
Zhou Zhou wanted to help him up.
However, Guo Qiao’s body did not move.
“The rites of a king cannot be abandoned!” He said solemnly.
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“Fine. Rise.” Zhou Zhou said in amanding voice.
“Yes, my King!” Guo Qiao smiled and stood up.
“How have you been all these years? Did you meet any other Dragon yers?” Zhou Zhou asked.
“My King, the Dragon yer is the enemy of the noble bloodline of the myriad worlds. Our ancestral teachings tell us that if we want to preserve our bloodline, we can’t gather together. Therefore, I haven’t encountered a second Dragon yer until I came to your territory.” Guo Qiao said.
Zhou Zhou nodded.
He sighed in his heart.
That was the fate of the Dragon yer.
However, his White tinum-Tier Lord Talent, Dragon ying Hometown, was destined to attract the Dragon yer who was wandering in the outside world to gather together.
There was no effect yet.
But in the future, he had a faint premonition that his Dragon yer Hometown was probably going to cause something big.
He shook his head and did not think too much about it.
He was the greatest Dragon yer leader. What he had to do now was to work hard to develop his Lord faction before revealing his identity as a Dragon yer!
When the timees…
He would deal with whatever came his way!
After that, Zhou Zhou and Guo Qiao chatted for a while more and asked him to join his zing Sun Army in the future to fight alongside it.
Towards this, Zhou Zhou had specially instructed him not to expose his identity as the Dragon yer unless it was absolutely necessary in the future.
As the enemy of a noble bloodline, the Dragon yer, countless top-notch Bloodline Races were clearing out the remaining Dragon yers in the High Continent and even the myriad worlds.
He naturally knew how to protect himself since he had survived for so long.
After that, the two of them did not chat much. Zhou Zhou asked Guo Qiao to report to the zing Sun Army’s base.
As for the arrangements for his future life, there were naturally corresponding people in charge.
Zhou Zhou came to the Gate of Summoning.
[Prompt: Do you want to summon immediately?]
“Yes!”
The Gate of Summoning suddenly lit up with a bright white light. Then, arge number of subjects walked out.
A momentter.
The 1,675 new Subjects walked out of the Gate of Summoning.
“Greetings, my Lord!” x1,675
All the new Subjects said respectfully.
“Wee to zing Sun City.”
Zhou Zhou nodded.
Then, he asked all the Professionals to stand up and realized that he had summoned 106 Professionals this time!
There were 31 more Professionals than usual!
Then, he began to check the information of these Professionals Subjects.
Among the 106 Professionals Subjects,
Among them were one White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade Bloodline Warlock, one White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade ranger, one White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade adventurer, one White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade Martial Artist, and one White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade Mage!
The rest were Life Professionals and Combat Professionals below the Yellow Gold-Tier.
Zhou Zhou looked at the five White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade Professionals and was very satisfied.
Now, upgrading his territory already required a certain number of Life Professionals and Combat Professionals.
For example, if his territory wanted to advance to the White tinum-Tier Advance Grade, he needed 20 White tinum-Tier Lifestyle Professionals and 300 White tinum-Tier Military Professionals!
Thetter was naturally simple with the Blessing of the War God.
However, he did not have the enhancement of a Lord Talent like the Blessing of the War God when it came to Lifestyle Professionals. Therefore, there were far fewer Lifestyle Professionals in his territory than Military Professionals.
Fortunately, he had the enhancement of many titles now, making him famous. Therefore, there were many high-level Life Professionals among the refugees he spontaneously absorbed every day.
Coupled with the White Silver-Tier Lord Talent—Embrace of the Conqueror, the addition of talents with Reputation Rating, and the Essential Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Gold for Emergencies, the professional levels of many Physician-rted Professionals increased very quickly.
Therefore, with the current number of Professionals in Zhou Zhou’s territory, it was not a problem to advance to the Diamond-Tier.
Then, he called over the Bloodline Warlocks among the five Professionals.
This person was tall and thin with a Western face. His eyes were as bright as an eagle’s and he had an aquiline nose.
Zhou Zhou looked at his Stats information.
[Subject: Brough Roderick]
[Territory: zing Sun City]
[Combat ss Name: Bloodline Warlock (Dark Fire Demon Eagle)]
[Profession ss: White tinum-Tier Intermediate Grade]
[Ability Overview: An ordinary Bloodline Warlock with an Abyssal Bloodline—Dark Fire Demon Eagle. It is good at using Dark spells and Fire spells. It is born able to fly and can also be invisible during flight.]
[Skills: Talent – Dark Fire Demon Eagle Bloodline, Talent – Eagle Eye, Talent – Fire Elemental Control, Talent – Dark Elemental Control, Talent – Flying, Talent – Invisibility, Talent – Fire Pir Technique, Talent – Spirit Terrorize, Talent – Super Reaction, Talent – Fear Shrieking…]
[Loyalty: 82]
[Potential: Extraordinary-Tier Advance Grade]
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Zhou Zhou looked at this guy’s skill list in a daze.
Good God!
There were no Skills, all talents!
Was this a Bloodline Warlock?
Not long ago, he thought that talent was a privilege that only a small number of life forms had.
However, he now understood what it meant by the world was so big that there were all kinds of strange things.
He was too narrow-minded.
So there was such a profession that focused on talent in this world.
Therefore, he did not say much.
He directly handed these new subjects to the staff to arrange. These staff would naturally arrange the most suitable ce for these new Subjects to stay.
Then, he came to the Lord Shop.
In this shop.
Old Zhou was sitting in front of a television with a controller in his hand. There was a game console in front of him, and the television screen disyed a game called Ninja Hun Douluo.
Zhou Chengmin was ying enthusiastically. He threw darts one after another to destroy the alien monsters.
“Old Zhou.”
“Old Zhou?”
Zhou Zhou knocked on the counter twice before Old Zhou came back to his senses.
“Hehe, I’m sorry, I was too engrossed.”
Zhou Chengmin smiled.
Zhou Zhou did not mind. He had yed this game when he was young and felt that it was much more fun than the original “Twilight Douluo” that only knew how to shoot.
Moreover, this Old Zhou’s strange behavior was already quite immune, so he did not show any strange expressions when he saw this scene.
“What’s new today?”
Zhou Zhou asked.
Old Zhou pressed the pause button and walked to the counter. He took out the three golden boxes under the counter and opened them one by one.
Zhou Zhou looked at them.