All My Skills Are Picked Up

The more he asked, the less Deacon Ho was interested in him. Because this proved that Lo Tian really did not know much. It was completely a coincidence that he was dragged into this case.    

Finally, the carriage slowly stopped.    

Walking down from the carriage, he saw the familiar southeastern branch of Martial Tower in front of him.    

Lo Tian endured the pain and followed Deacon Ho into the Martial Tower. As soon as they entered, they saw Senior Sister Qiuling and Fatty Zhang anxiously waiting in the hall.    

"Lo Tian!"    

Senior Sister Qiuling immediately went up to him and supported him.    

Fatty Zhang helped Lo Tian sit down on a chair beside him and immediately asked, "Mr Lo, it has only been less than a day. You were caught in the cell. Amazing! "    

Lo Tian smiled awkwardly.    

In front, Deacon Ho said at the end, "You'd better recover from your injuries before leaving Martial Tower. Lucky kid, if you find anything else. Remember to inform me. You still owe me a favor. Wait here for your things to come back. Don't run around."    

Lo Tian nodded repeatedly and said, "Definitely, definitely."    

Deacon Ho did not have time to chat with Lo Tian anymore. He went straight up the stairs of Martial Tower and soon disappeared.    

Senior Sister Qiuling checked Lo Tian's condition and said, "Let's go to the treatment room. You seem to be seriously injured!"    

Lo Tian hurriedly stopped Senior Sister Qiuling when he heard that and said, "No need. I can recover by myself."    

Senior Sister Qiuling frowned and said, "You are very stingy. You can't bear to spend such a small amount of money? "    

Lo Tian shook his head and said, "No need, no need!"    

Senior Sister Qiuling rolled her eyes and said," You are exactly the same as this damn fatty. No wonder you two are partners. "    

Fatty Zhang laughed and seemed to think that it was a compliment.    

Lo Tian whispered to Senior Sister Qiuling, "Senior Sister Qiuling. I found something this time. But I need your help to find some information for me. About Corpse King... Yes, there's also someone called Fulong."    

Senior Sister Qiuling frowned, "Do you want it now?"    

Lo Tian nodded and said, "As soon as possible."    

Senior Sister Qiuling bit her lips and said, "Okay, I will help you investigate now. Faang Rann had a child taking care of her, so she should be fine too. Don't run around by yourself anymore!"    

Senior Sister Qiuling patted Lo Tian's head and quickly left as well.    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang sat in the corner waiting for them. Fatty Zhang said softly, "Mr Lo, do you need my help?"    

Lo Tian thought about it carefully and suddenly thought of something. He patted his thigh lightly and said, "Oh right, why did you almost forget about this? Oh my, I only remember to investigate the case. Money still needs to be earned. Fatty, go and accept the mission now. Hurry up and go. See if there's any mission related to the Fang Blood Lord. I've accepted all of them."    

Fatty Zhang nodded and said, "The Fang Blood Lord, right? Good, good, good. Mr Lo, you encountered the Devil Cultivator again? Not bad, I'm rich again!"    

Lo Tian whispered," I did not encounter it, I killed it! "    

Fatty Zhang's eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly walked upstairs.    

The places where Martial Tower accepted missions were usually on the fifth floor or higher. The Martial Tower in the capital city was also distributed like this.    

Lo Tian sat there quietly and waited. From time to time, other deacons would glance at him and mock him with good intentions. It was as if they were talking about how this colleague of theirs ended up in such a state.    

Lo Tian quietly waited. Suddenly, a shout came from upstairs.    

Then, Lo Tian saw Fatty Zhang and a few others roll down the stairs together. With a loud rhythm, the four of them rolled all the way to the lobby before stopping. Fatty Zhang, who had gotten up, immediately cursed, "Bastard, you are looking down on us, aren't you? Why didn't you accept the mission?!"    

The other three also got up and pointed at Fatty Zhang's nose and scolded, "We just want to see what happens when you look down on us. Pui, you're the dog. Damn fatty, you're just a mere Level 5 deacon, and you want to take on missions with seven stars and above? Dream on!"    

" Damn fatty, get lost! He must have thought that this was a small and remote Martial Tower. I have seen a lot of such shameless Level 5 deacon. Receiving a mission that surpasses your level, and then wait until someone else finishes it. Say that I also have merits. Get lost!"    

" Hurry up and get lost, you still want to use force, right? You don't even care about the rules of the Martial Tower anymore, right?!"    

The three of them kept cursing. Lo Tian immediately recognized them when he saw their deacon robes. These three people were actually all internal deacon. The deacon robe's color was slightly lighter, and it did not have the pattern of the Five Elemental Gold and Illusion Silver.    

Lo Tian had already covered his face with his hands. This damn fatty accepting a mission and offending the internal deacon, what a f * cking dog! He could roughly imagine what the fatty would do next. He would definitely sell him out.    

Sure enough, in the next moment, Fatty Zhang shouted with his hands on his waist, "Why can't I accept the mission? The Tusk Blood Lord has already died in my brother's hands. He has already killed him, yet he still hasn't accepted the mission. What kind of broken rule is this? I refuse to accept it!"    

Hearing Fatty Zhang's shout that he had killed the Tusk Blood Lord, countless deacons in the surroundings were stirred. They all stopped in their tracks and looked over.    

"What?! The Fang Blood Lord was killed? Which senior did it?"    

" How could there be a senior? This fatty said that it was his brother who killed him. His Level 5 deacon, could it be that there was a second grade Level 1 deacon's brother? Nonsense. "    

" He's just posturing, right? The Fang Blood Lord also has a number one in the Devil Cultivator World. How many second-grade Level 1 deacon had chased after him for so many years, yet they were still unable to catch him. He was killed just like that? "    

" That's impossible, right? Is he really that powerful? He's bragging so much that he's about to explode! "    

...    

The three internal deacons in front of Fatty Zhang were so angry that they started laughing. One of them asked loudly, "Your brother killed him? Who is your brother?"    

Fatty Zhang immediately pointed his finger at Lo Tian and shouted, "My brother is the greatest Level 4 deacon in the world, Lo Tian!"    

Lo Tian looked around and saw if there was a crack in the ground for him to hide in.    

It was too shameful. A damn fatty would not pay with his life for setting someone up. Lo Tian really wanted to choke him to death with a bun next time.    

Everyone's eyes instantly turned towards Lo Tian.    

When they saw Lo Tian, who was dressed sloppily, covered in blood, and had a foolish smile on his face, their expressions became extremely strange.    

Lo Tian lightly coughed twice and said, "This one is Level 4 deacon Lo Tian. Greetings to all of you colleagues."    

When the other deacons heard Lo Tian's voice being so young, they became even more disbelieving.    

Immediately, the three internal deacons burst into laughter.    

"Him? Could he be making me laugh?!"    

"That's a good joke. A mere Level 4 deacon had killed the Fang Blood Lord. It's the biggest joke in the world!"    

" If he can kill the Fang Blood Lord, then I'll eat three jin of shit in front of everyone. I'm laughing my teeth off! "    

The other colleagues also reacted and laughed heartily. They pointed at Lo Tian and pointed at him. Obviously, no one believed them!