'You will change to another planet as the Lord of the Second Class Temple... You will change to another planet as the Lord of the Second Class Temple...' Fenglu Duohu's ears, or in other words, this sentence keeps ringing in his mind.

He was stunned with the communicator, and the person who spoke on the other side seemed to understand his current mood, so he waited patiently.

Fenglu Duohu really didn't know what reaction he should have. He felt that he should be happy. After years of anticipation, he finally changed from the Lord of the Third Class Temple to the Lord of the Second Class Temple, with greater power and greater jurisdiction.

But he felt very disappointed, regretful, and unwilling to accept it.

He also wanted to be the management team above the Pikapodi Star Temple, the most direct one, if he could replace the second-class temple master above from his current location.

I haven't had enough time yet, and I've completely taken over the credit of my subordinates. Why was I transferred?

Fenglu Duohu sighed in a low mood and said to the hall master above: "I understand. I hope you can help the Kapodi Star Temple as much as possible. I have feelings for them."

He thought the superiors wanted to take credit, so he couldn't help but say something more.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha." A laugh came from the communicator. After laughing for a while, the words appeared again: "I will try my best to take care of them, because I was transferred back to the First Class Temple to be the deputy hall master, and the Bikapodi Star Temple was directly upgraded to the Second Class Temple."

"Ah?" Fenglu Duohu knew that he had misunderstood the hall master above. He was not robbing the credit, but also giving the credit. It was not robbing the credit. It was not robbing the credit. It was a benefit. The First-Set Temple wanted to personally capture the management of the Pikapodi Star Temple.

Shocked, he said in a trembling voice: "Right and Elevate? Things that have never happened in the temple system, even the temple where the Son of God is located have never been."

"Yes, the Son of God is promoted. There was no Son of God before the temple where the Son of God is promoted to the first-class temple, so he did not experience the Son of God. In this matter, the First-class Temple Alliance has voted to pass, and the Son of God is promoted from the Fourth-class Temple to the Second-class Temple. More than 70% of the First-class Temples support it."

The second-class temple master said happily, obviously he was in a good mood. The temple system where he was located had a temple that was promoted more and more advanced, which was glory and capital.

Fenglu Duohu was not disappointed now because the second-class temple was not benefited. He was taken away by the first-class temple, but he was a little worried and said, "Can you adapt to such a rapid promotion? Will other second-class and third-class temples be convinced? I am afraid that they will not be able to grasp the situation because they have no experience."

"They can manage more than 330,000 fourth-class and fifth-class temples, and they can manage them well. What experience do you need? In a few days, your second-class temple will also join their alliance. I hope you can treat your position correctly. Don't always think that I used to manage them, and now I won't listen to their arrangements."

The Lord of the Second Class Temple proposed a number and warned Fenglu Duohu. He knew the Lord of the First Class Temple's plan was to allow more second-class and third-class temples to be absorbed into the Alliance than the Kapodi Star Temple.

At that time, it will have more rights than the Kapodi Star Temple through the alliance, and its direct first-class temple will naturally gain more.

Fenglu Duohu naturally ensures that it will correctly handle its relationship with the Bikapodi Temple.

He was indeed a little uncomfortable, but he quickly adjusted. What he thought was that the Pikapodi Star Temple was not very obedient before. They had plotted against themselves and said that they would hand over the finances and then divide them into pieces, allowing Qi Ge Heli to find trouble for themselves. Fortunately, he was smart at the time and successfully solved it.

When Fenglu Duohu thought of this, he suddenly realized that he had not received any bonus yet. It was developing as fast as flying than the Kapodi Star Temple, but their money was as clean as his face had been washed twenty times.

Thinking of this situation, Fenglu Duohu couldn't help but whisper: "I haven't gotten one yuan yet. They are so cunning. Who has ever seen such a huge temple whose cash always fluctuates between surplus profits and losses of 500 yuan? They always have many reasons to spend money, liar, I hate you, Biscewanmais."

"Hahaha~~!" The person on the other side of the communicator heard what he said, and the other party burst into laughter. Not to mention that Fenglu Duohu discovered this problem, many people who were concerned noticed it.

The flow of flows in and out of the Star Temple of Nabikapodi every day exceeds 400 billion yuan. They have to integrate the money and distribute it to each temple, as well as their own profits and expenses.

When the profit was finally calculated, their books were always fluctuating between plus and minus five hundred yuan. This move has made countless people feel uncomfortable. Even the first-class temple master above, the boss, could only shake his head and sigh after knowing it.

It looks lower than the Kapodi Temple and occasionally has debt, but everyone is not worried that they do not have the ability to repay, nor do they doubt their economic control ability.

"Okay, Fenglu Duohu don't worry about such small things. Get ready quickly and wait to take office. By the way, organize the data of the temple you have newly arrived at. I believe that after they are promoted to the second-class temple, they will be the first to come to you and help you solve the economic problems under your rule first."

The master of the second-class temple ordered another sentence, and let Fengluduohu continue to be in a complicated state of mind.

Biscewanmais in the Bikapodi Star Temple did not know what his temple was going to be rapped yet. He was watching Gongsun Murong and Narasha operate tens of thousands of computers in the spacious room.

Some of the flashes on the computer screen are data, some are textual information, and some are pictures.

Then pieces of information are sent out, and each temple that receives the information immediately follows their command.

Any temple that joins the alliance will send people to collect more detailed information on their respective planets or other planets under their jurisdiction.

The location, population, merchants, size and environment of each planet, as well as the production and things you don’t know, must be recorded and then transmitted to the location of Gongsun Murong and Narasha.

Then the two people integrate and allocate resources according to the environment and resources of each place, as well as the differences in consumer groups.

Biscewanmais, who was already numb to the ability of the two, had a stir in his heart again at this moment. He had a deep fear of the Galaxy civilization behind the two.

He really couldn't think of what kind of education system could cultivate two people in front of him. They were not only all-round talents, but also had top-notch existences in every aspect.

Until now, I have never discovered that the two of them are not proficient in it. I used to think that besides the Son of God, it was the genius of the Nairol family.

Now I know that the people sent by the Galaxy Civilization... are even more awesome. At least the Son of God and that genius won't play with economy. They use force to drive politics and use their talent to study weapons.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha have everything they have, and Gongsun Murong and Narasha have everything they don’t have, too.

"Okay, Brother Murong and I have sorted out the most information, and we will leave the rest to you." As Biscewanmais was thinking about his thoughts, Narasha's voice came.

He was about to say that he couldn't do it, but a group of people he had seen before appeared on the screen at the same time. He happily agreed: "Yes, please ensure that the task is completed."

Turning around, Narasha asked to Biscevanmeis, "What's the matter?"

"No, nothing is wrong." Biscewanmais was very unconfident when he spoke: "I just worry that there are too many temples in our alliance and that they are being missed by others, like the First Class Temple."

"Oh, don't be afraid. Being thought of is a kind of happiness, which means we have the value of being used. If we cannot pay the price of breaking the rules directly, it is the most correct to participate first. I believe that everything will be fine."

Narasha comforted Biscewanmais. She really didn't care. She was just enjoying life with Gongsun Murong and enjoying this peaceful and relaxing day.

She felt that something bigger was about to happen, but she could not sense the specific information. She suspected that it was related to her, or that the things that happened exceeded the range she could sense now, which means that the people in big things might have too high strength.

Biscivanmeis didn't notice any ease or happiness. His nerves were tense, and he didn't know when it would be broken.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something. The door was suddenly knocked open. Chianogina rushed in like a wind, and said with a red face: "Father, father, good news, I just received the news from the above, first-class temple. They said, let you go over and discuss in person the matter of promoting the Bikapodi Temple to a second-class temple."

After saying that, she opened her eyes wide and looked at her father excitedly.

Biscevanmeis stood there like wood. He was not unhappy, but he couldn't believe that he was the master of a fourth-class temple. It was not consistent with common sense to mention the second-class temple.

It should be to mention third-class first, and then spend a few days, and then consider mentioning second-class, instead of directly crossing a level.

"Father, go quickly. The Lord of the First Class Temple is waiting. We are the Second Class Temple. It took us less than a year to ascend from the Fifth Class Temple to the Second Class Temple. No one has ever done it. We are the strongest."

Seeing that his father was still in a daze, Chianogina had to move to his father, push him out and say as she ran.

When he arrived at the door, Biscivanmeis woke up and disappeared after moving with his daughter in a space.

Gongsun Murong smiled with relief. He liked the feeling of changing the fate of others. He preferred to break the rules. He turned his head and looked at Narasha and opened his mouth: "..."

"Brother Murong, don't talk for now. I felt that the blasphemers rushed over. Many people, the big thing turned out to be here." Before Gongsun Murong could speak out, Narasha spoke first.

When Biscewanmais, who arrived near the communicator who communicated with the First Class Temple Hall Master, had just said a word 'Dang', the voice of the First Class Temple Hall Master sounded from the communicator: "Just just got the news, the blasphemer is coming, you can draw supplies immediately and provide logistics support."

-(To be continued)
Chapter completed!