Mitten's expression became extremely gloomy, a strong hostility filled his body, and his eyes stared at Lin Chen sullenly. Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man on the side reminded: "Mittern, you figure out what this place is! Lin Chen is now a member of the Demon Suppression Army. According to the rules, if you attack him, even if you are the captain, He is just an ordinary player, you will also be punished
Penalty. If you dare to do something in such a heavy place, it is even more sinful! "
The hostility on Mitten's body diminished, but his eyes still stared at Lin Chen fiercely: "Boy, are you interested in discussing with me on the Battle God Stage?"
The middle-aged man frowned, glanced at Lin Chen helplessly, and said to his heart why you provoke this nasty guy. If he hates him, he might have a lot of trouble in the future.
Although he thought that Lin Chen's behavior was very irrational, he kindly reminded him: "As long as he doesn't go to the Battle God Stage with him, then he can't do anything to you."
The implication was to tell Lin Chen not to go to the God of Fighting Stage with the other party.
Although no matter what, everyone is a member of the Demon Suppression Army. It is impossible for Mitern to kill each other on the Conferred God Stage, but he will not accept punishment if he beats him hard.
The old man also felt resentful for Mitten's previous high-ranking attitude, reminding Lin Chen that Mitten was a small team leader and mastered two rules to tell Lin Chen not to fight with him, otherwise he would definitely suffer.
"Thank you for your reminder, but this time I got off the stage of conferring the gods, and I have gained a lot. I just want to find someone to learn from each other. I think he is quite suitable!"
Lin Chen smiled and said to Mitten, "It would be a bit boring just to learn from each other, why don't we take some merit points as a bet?"
Mitten sneered again and again: "You don't know whether you live or die, of course I don't care. The point is, you just got off the Conferred God Stage, how many merit points are left on you?
"Uh…"
Lin Chen laughed awkwardly, and took out the same rhetoric he had said to Mitterson, "I really don't have merit points now, but I owe it first! When I have merit points in the future, I will naturally pay you back."
Who knows, this time Mitten didn't buy it.
"Joke! If you lose to me and die in the hands of the evil demon outside the world in a few days later, who do I call to ask for money?" Mitten sneered.
Lin Chen was speechless.
A playful smile appeared on Mitten's face, and he said, "Actually, it's not impossible to pay on credit. However, one must pay three!"
"One loses three?"
"Yes! To put it simply, if you lose, you must repay your bet three times. Otherwise, don't talk about it!" Mitten said.
Lin Chen's brows were twisted into a knot, a very tangled expression.
"Why, dare you? You are not very confident, in fact, it is just a timid trash! Even deep in your heart, you don't think you have the slightest chance of winning." Mitten mocked.
Lin Chen showed an angry face: "Okay! Three times is three times, I don't believe it, I really don't have the slightest chance of winning. How many merit points do you want in gambling?"
Hearing this, Mitten almost laughed out loud.
This kid is really an idiot, and if he uses a bit of agitation, he will be honest.
"I bet you 312 merit points!"
Mitten's expression on Lin Chen's complacent expression.
312 merit points, he has finally accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years!
Coming this time, I intend to use these 312 merit points to further deepen the understanding of the law of thunder, and see if we can comprehend the third law!
With this good opportunity to lose three at one time, he didn't even think about it, and took out all the merit points for a gambling.
If you win, that would be 936 merit points!
Although it is estimated that it will take a long time for this kid to pay it back, no matter what, it is equivalent to an additional cash machine. This kind of opportunity must naturally be grasped.
"312 merit points!"
Lin Chen's pupils contracted, and he was surprised that the other party had so many merit points. You must know that it was hard to get 20 merit points before.
But think about it again.
The deputy squad leader can get 3 merit points every 10,000 years, and the merit points that the squad leader can get are at least doubled, plus the occasional ability to hunt down evil spirits outside the world.
More than 300 merit points, normally speaking, can actually be accumulated in hundreds of thousands of years.
Hundreds of thousands of years, for ordinary people, it is naturally extremely long, but for the strong master of the world, it is nothing.
Seeing Lin Chen's expression of surprise, Mitten was afraid that he would repent, and mocked:
"Why, scared? You are scared, but it is normal. For a little like you, it will take millions of years to accumulate so many merit points!"
"Who said I'm scared, I'll bet with you!" Lin Chen said coldly.
Mitten laughed in his heart, calling Lin Chen an idiot, but never thought that Lin Chen's inner activities were similar to him at this moment, and even a little bit happier than him.
The middle-aged man and the old man, seeing that he had reminded him, Lin Chen still took the initiative to jump into the pit dug by the other party, feeling helpless.
They didn't say anything again, after all, Lin Chen himself had already agreed. If they said more, not only might they be hated by Mitten, but Lin Chen might not be grateful for both of them.
After a while.
Lin Chen and Mittern came to the Conferred God Platform.
The middle-aged man and the old man also came along.
The Conferred God Platform looks a bit similar to the ancient Colosseum in the west of the earth. The difference is that the Conferred God Platform is suspended at an altitude of hundreds of meters instead of being located on the ground.
And it is made of black metal with a special material, and the surface is engraved with complicated lines, which is obviously a method of strengthening the Conferred God Platform.
As the middle-aged people said earlier, there are many people here, but not too many, there are only about twenty in total, and there are two people on the stage fighting each other.
Seeing the arrival of Lin Chen, the people watching the battle next to the Battle God Platform greeted them.
First, they greeted the middle-aged people one after another. Some people knew the old man and talked to the old man. Some people asked Lin Chen, saying that he looked very face-to-face, whether he had just joined the Demon Squad!
Only no one went to talk to Mittern, and it seemed that he hadn't seen this person at all.
"This guy is really unwelcome! If I had come here directly before, looking for someone to gamble on merit points, I'm afraid I would become a nasty guy?"
Lin Chen muttered a word in his heart, then smiled and talked with everyone, telling them that he had indeed just joined the Demon Squad and came from the Little World of Fragments.
"From the small world of fragments?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
One of the enthusiastic women exhorted: "You can practice in the Fragment Small World to become the Lower Realm Master. It is indeed remarkable. However, the various methods of the Fragment Small World are far worse than this one! Your strength is at the bottom of the Demon Suppression Army for at least a short time. On the battlefield, you must be more careful!"