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Fang Lin's health has improved slightly, he said straightforwardly:
"I'm starving now, take away all these lights and seasonal flowers and whatnot, just bring some meat dishes directly."
The waiters were at a loss, but the customer is God, so they could only directly serve the last dish, two plates of fatty beef steak. Fang Lin thought that this beef steak was only 60% cooked and not to his taste, so he straightforwardly took the plate next to him and used it as an iron plate tool!
The waiter was stunned when he saw it, to know that these several dishes and utensils were all ceramic crafts, very simple and plain, generally rough but warm curves, with a thick and solid feeling in the hand. They were famous vessels from Japan's Edo period, and the waiter next to them saw the cultural relics being recklessly damaged by two people, his eyes wide with fear, but when he saw Huahua's arm was thicker than his own thigh, he didn't dare say a word.
It's not that the two are to blame for burning their zithers and building nests, but rather they pursue a beauty of space created by tableware, seating, gardens, hanging scrolls, and flower vases, combined with skilled techniques. The two pursue flavors that can satisfy growling stomachs, which has already led to a serious conflict at the root level.
The most outrageous thing is that after eating, Hu Hua Hao, who was very dissatisfied, directly threw down a 1-yuan note and left. The waiter was shocked and lost his color. Old Hu said:
"I'm not eating the tyrant's meal, it's already giving you face. Your kitchen is cutting corners, just serving some half-cooked things and making me reprocess them myself! This service is only worth 50 cents, give me back the remaining 50 cents!"
Then Old Hu turned his head and said to Lin Li straightly:
"When their ancestors invaded China, when did they ever give us half a penny? I, Old Hu, am being quite refined today."
The two sides failed to reach a consensus, and the result was that they had no choice but to resort to force. As a result, the poor hotel manager not only had to foot the bill for this tyrannical meal, but also had to pay the high medical expenses of the twelve seriously injured guards - this was still the result after Fang Lin's dissuasion, otherwise he would have had to pay even more expensive funeral expenses and compensation.
After leaving the hotel, Fang Lin took out the stolen Yanxiu Shenshui in the car and soaked all the invitations according to the prompt. Soon, he received a prompt:
"Hidden Task: The Truth of Haruhi Shrine is Complete. Task Reward: Tea Party Invitation x3. Points increased by 1000, Potential Point +2."
Although he only received three invitations, Fang Lin was somewhat disappointed, but in the end, there was still one more as a reward. After dividing another invitation to Hu Hua Hao, both of them received a prompt at the same time:
Task 1: Within ten days, obtaining the invitation to the Honda family tea party has been completed. The reward is obtained, and the points are increased by 1800, with a potential point increase of +3. (It's worth noting that Hu Hua Hao's previous three failures in completing the golden mainline task resulted in his reward being reduced to 200 points and a potential point increase of +1.)
Task 2 has been activated: Within fifteen days, obtain the qualification letter for Edmond Honda's Street Fighter tournament and learn its contents. If the task fails, it will severely affect the passing evaluation and forcibly deduct 7500 points. If the reward points are insufficient, they will be erased.
Hu Hua Hao was overjoyed and exclaimed:
"This extra invitation, I must take it out and make a good profit from it!"
Fang Lin nodded repeatedly, deeply convinced. Based on the two men's previous estimates, the number of people who entered this world from the Dream Demon Space was likely to be as many as 60. At this time, even if three-quarters were eliminated, at least 15 people would survive. However, the invitation to the Honda family tea party was limited to only five copies, which means that at least ten people would be left out.
These ten people will definitely be punished with deletion or deduction of 7500 points. And it must be known that even if someone can afford to pay the 7500 points, what they lose is far more than that amount, such as rewards after completing two major mainline tasks, overall statistics after passing levels, surname points, talent points, point evaluation rewards and so on.
Most importantly, don't miss the final climax of the plot!
So, Hu Hua Hao taking the invitation as a rare commodity is a matter of course. Fang Lin, however, has thought more deeply about it and believes that the object to be sold should be someone who did not receive an invitation and does not have enough points.
If these people don't want to be wiped out, there are only two options: one is a crazy killing spree, plundering others' points or invitations, but who among the remaining people would still be weak? Would they be so easy to kill? Moreover, most crucially, even if one takes a huge risk and kills someone, it's not guaranteed that they'll get enough points!
So the most reliable way is to get this invitation from one's own hands. And it's a must, no matter what golden equipment, dark gold equipment, or green equipment, they are all welcome. His basic ranged attack has now been upgraded to level 10, meeting the prerequisites for learning advanced skills. If there are A-level or above remote advancement skill scrolls, they can also be considered.
After listening to Fang Lin's analysis, Hu Hua added:
"I suggest that if someone is willing to spend a large amount of potential points, they should prioritize this. After this return, my pair of gloves and the silver plot weapon need to be upgraded in space. This requires a lot of potential points to support it. And I've seen Scorn's Anger, this silver plot weapon before, its power is not on the same level as that +9 Grenade weapon, from the description, after the weapon itself is upgraded, its built-in skill power will also be greatly increased!"
Fang Lin nodded, took out a pen from the front of the car and quickly wrote down these key points. Then he handed it to Hu Hua Hao as a reminder. At this time, there were less than three days left before the deadline of ten days set by Task One. After a moment's thought, Fang Lin let Hu Hua Hao drive to the TV station.
Nara is known as the religious capital of Japan, and its tourism and media industries are highly developed. Due to a series of violent incidents involving murder and injury that have occurred recently, there are also many tight guards around the TV station. After the two cars stopped, Fang Lin closed his eyes, pressed his temples, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled:
"Lao Lei, it seems we'll have to make a big deal out of this time."
Hú Huá Hào shot over an inquiring glance.
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"The more sensational the event, the higher the attention, and only by showing a certain strength can we gain the trust of those with purchasing desire and purchasing power... peers."
Hu Hua nodded and said:
"I understand."
He directly drove the car to the entrance of the TV station and stopped horizontally, then stepped on the brakes. Is this a place that can be blocked? Immediately, a long line of waiting cars formed behind. The Japanese security guard rushed over to open the door and asked what had happened. Hu Hua's mouth corners slightly raised, and he said to Lin Dao:
"Coincidentally, I just saw the Nanjing Massacre in real life a few days ago. Look at me, I used to be a deputy team leader of the urban management."
Then he took another step and crossed over!
Huhua Hao's physique was extremely robust and strong, the Japanese guard could only reach his shoulder, suddenly gasping for breath, looking up at him:
"Sir......"
"What's with 'Mr.'?" Hu Hua Hao bellowed: "You're also called 'Mr.'? Why don't you bow before speaking to me?"
The guard was momentarily intimidated by his aura and actually gave him a bow, just as he was about to speak. Hu Hua Hao directly kicked him up:
"Old mother, is this also called a bow? Not even touching the ground with your head! No sincerity at all!"
The poor Japanese man directly crashed through the rear door window and flew out, landing with a thud, covered in blood and unconscious. The several drivers waiting behind him, who were originally impatient and wanted to join in, saw this scene and their eyes widened in shock, instantly fleeing faster than rabbits!
Within thirty meters from the main gate to the lobby, at least forty guards used riot shields and electric batons in an attempt to stop this burly man, but all forty of them fell to the ground without exception, wailing and crying out in pain, a spectacular sight.
Fang Lin let out a light sigh, walked to the rear of the Toyota business car, opened the oil tank cover, and leaned in. A stout middle-aged man who was shocked pale-faced trembled as he tried to ask two questions but couldn't make a sound, his pants zipper still unzipped. His female secretary, still holding onto his arm, let out a sharp scream!
Fang Lin smiled and adjusted his collar, patted the pale and trembling fat face, and took out the limited edition Zip lighter from his inside pocket. He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, got out of the car, snapped his fingers lightly, and accurately threw the burning cigarette butt into the gas tank!
A string of crazy explosions rang out, flames shooting into the sky, and the cars packed tightly at the entrance were unable to move forward or backward in the surging explosion and fire! As the fire spread, it also turned into a burning torch!
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