National Fate: Play the role of the Liquor Sword Immortal, teammate Cold-faced Kirin
11 Dark green box?

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"Alright, I'll start reading the list of supplies. Please record it down.”

"Alright!"

Guo Hao Dong nodded. The assistants behind him had already turned on their laptops.

"First, food supplies.”

"We need a lot of good wine. The higher the quality, the better. This can quickly replenish our strength.”

Lu Fan spouted nonsense with a serious expression. Of course, the chiefs present did not think that there was anything wrong with it.

"Other than wine, you can also get some other food. Chicken, duck, fish, beef, and mutton are fine.”

"Next are some materials."

"We need peach wood, Camphor wood, Mulberry wood, Silver thread, Gold thread, and all kinds of alloys, ink pots, blood of the three animals, cinnabar, and gold.”

"Oh right, the age of the peach wood, Camphor wood, and Mulberry wood should be a little older. Decades or centuries would be best.”

"There are also some daily necessities.”

After Lu Fan finished reading, the department heads behind him were instantly stunned.

These two young men were really different. They did not want hot weapons or cold weapons. They just wanted some strange materials. If people did not know, they would think that they were going to catch zombies!

However, time was of the essence now, so they wouldn't ask too much.

"Is there anything else you need to add?"

Dong Guo Hao asked.

"No, that's all. Just try your best to help us gather them.”

As Lu Fan spoke, he looked at Little Brother Zhang, who was daydreaming. The latter clearly had nothing to add.

"Sure!"

"Xiao Liu, how long will it take for them to prepare these supplies?”

Dong Guo Hao turned his head and asked an assistant beside him.

"All the supplies will be ready in fifteen minutes!”

"Too slow! Ten minutes! Within ten minutes! You have to settle it! All the resources were gathered in the western square.”

"Yes!"

The assistant replied, his forehead already covered in sweat.

Then, the assistants put away their laptops and rushed out. The people outside were nervously and urgently collecting supplies.

Seeing that the materials had been arranged, Dong Guohao said,

"Two little brothers, I have a few old men here who want to talk to you. I wonder if it's convenient for you?”

"Sure. Anyway, it will take a while for the materials to be gathered.”

"Wait a moment."

Guo Hao Dong said as he turned around and left the top floor of the conference center with the heads of various departments behind him.

Not long after, Dong Guo Hao came over with four old men.

However, one of them had black hair and looked like a middle-aged man. He obviously did not look like an old man!

Although it was a little strange, Lu Fan did not want to ask further.

The few of them walked over. Lu Fan realized that the auras of these so-called old men were actually not weak. At the very least, the auras of many young people could not compare to these so-called old men.

Furthermore, he discovered that there was a skinny old man dressed like a woodcutter among them. He seemed to be at the peak of the late-stage Mortal Realm!

Such a person, if placed in the Nine Provinces, or even the entire Blue Planet, would definitely be a peerless expert!

From the looks of it, Dong Guo Hao, the middle-aged man with a sturdy figure, had the weakest Qi among the five.

The five people walked over. An old man in a Chinese tunic suit cupped his hands and greeted Lu Fan.

"Senior Lu, Senior Zhang, hello! My name is Li Kaiyuan, a descendant of Laozi and Li Er.”

Another old man in a gray cloth also cupped his hands and said,

"I am Zhou Zhenbei, the successor of Kunlun blessed land.”

"Zhang Yuan, the seventieth successor of the Bashu Grotto-heaven.”

The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said. He looked like a middle-aged man, but his voice sounded very old. It gave people a strange feeling.

However, Lu Fan did not show much surprise. He thought that this person probably had some means to retain his looks.

"I am Huang Puzi, the guardian of Mount Tai's Pilgrimage Grounds.”

Old man Woodcutter put away his chopper and cupped his hands in greeting.

Dong Guo Hao, who was standing next to him, was both embarrassed and shocked.

He had never expected that even Li Kaiyuan, the family head of the Defender General's family, would address these two young people as seniors.

This shocked Dong Guo Hao greatly.

"You're too polite!"

Lu Fan smiled and cupped his hands in return.

Little Brother Zhang didn't seem to care about them.

"May I know why you are looking for us?”

Lu Fan did not waste any time and went straight to the point.

Hearing this, Kunlun Blessed Land's successor, Zhou Zhenbei, took out a dark green box from his pocket. There were faint runes circulating on it.

Dong Guo Hao's pupils contracted slightly. Even though he didn't know what this was, he couldn't tell that it was definitely not an ordinary item!

"Seniors, can you take a look at the things in this box first?”

Zhou Zhenbei said respectfully as he raised the dark green box with both hands.

Lu Fan nodded. With a thought, the dark green box flew directly from Zhou Zhenbei's head into the sky and disappeared into the scene in the sky.

A small dark green box appeared in Lu Fan's hand.

Spiritual energy was injected into it, and the patterns on it became clearer, and the runes became more active.

Little Brother Zhang, who was beside him, also looked over.

In the next second, Lu Fan shot out a streak of spiritual energy. The dark green box trembled slightly and then slowly opened. A faint light slowly bloomed out.

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