Watching Nero chatting and laughing with the three members of the train crew, Lu Furong slowly closed his mouth.
The situation was stronger than him, what else could he do?
Of course, he would go along with it.
That's just how simple a worker's life is.
Even though he had joined the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King a bit earlier, it didn't matter. After all, whoever had the bigger fist had the final say.
Even if you took a step back and didn't rely on fists, the other party had gained the Medicine King's favor.
'Lu Furong, oh Lu Furong, what do you even have?'
So Lu Furong quickly sorted out his mood, forced a smile onto his face, and stepped forward, saying, "Uh… Lord Immortal , they…"
"They're my friends! Could you possibly know them better than I do?" Nero cut him off, then waved his little hand and declared, "They pass!"
Lu Furong opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.
After being a Sower for so many years, this was the first time he had felt so stifled.
Turning his head to look at his two colleagues, they didn't react at all either, looking completely obedient to Nero.
Lu Furong suddenly felt a hint of crisis.
While he was still trying to reason things out with the person in front of him, those two shameless guys had already started their careers in flattery.
He had already lost at the starting line.
Realizing where the problem lay, Lu Furong immediately perked up and changed his strategy.
So what if it was flattery?
He clearly had flexible principles. Only like this could he survive more easily in this dark life full of open and hidden struggles, and even stand out.
As long as the flattery was done well, big rewards would definitely follow.
Maybe one day he could ascend in broad daylight just like Lord Immortal?
As always, Lu Furong convinced himself.
Meanwhile, the three members of the train crew looked at Nero in confusion.
Just outside, Nero had still been treated like an ordinary green-headed fishman. How had he become "Lord" after only being inside the courtyard for a short while?
Even though they were puzzled, whether it was Mr. Yang or Stelle, they knew this wasn't the time to ask such questions.
Even March, who usually wasn't very steady, kept her mouth shut this time.
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In the real world, Siberian Duck couldn't help but laugh when seeing this part of the plot. "Good grief, in such a short time Nero has already become 'Lord'?"
[Dan-heart Eternal: In just a little while, Nero became a cadre. If he stays undercover a bit longer, I don't even dare imagine what will happen.]
[Aha Emanator: Jing Yuan is about to close the net, only to discover that the leader of the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King has become Nero.]
[Aha Is Not Here: Wrong, the Hunt and Abundance are about to start a divine war, only to find out the top envoy of Abundance on the other side is Nero who has the power of the Hunt.]
[Nero's Sword: I know this one, Aha rushes over immediately to mock them.]
[I Use Pantene: The most understandable episode.]
[Belobog Savage: If you say the Abundance power on Nero came from Aha's planning, I'd believe it. This is definitely a situation It would enjoy seeing.]
[Glue Man: That night, Brother Lan and the Medicine Master drank too much…]
[Wind-Boy Solo-Stan: 6.]
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[In The Game]
After realizing how a small fry like himself should secure immortal opportunities, Lu Furong took the initiative to step forward and said, "Lord Immortal , after joining the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King and becoming a Sower, each of us will have our own codename."
"My codename is Green Hibiscus. The two behind me are codenamed Purple Chrysanthemum and Blue Peach. You and these companions should also have your own codenames."
"I took the liberty of thinking of one for you. In my opinion, your head is a vibrant green full of life, while your body is as pure and refined as white snow."
"Following our style, how about calling you White Lotus?"
As soon as Lu Furong said this, the expressions of Purple Chrysanthemum and Blue Peach behind him changed. For some reason, their fists seemed to tighten.
'You bold guy with thick brows and big eyes, not giving us a chance, trying to take all the credit for yourself?'
Although they had already realized the issue, they were a step too slow. Repeating the same thing now wouldn't have much effect.
Nero didn't have any particular thoughts about codenames. It didn't matter what he was called anyway. This identity in the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King wouldn't be used for long.
The belated Purple Chrysanthemum and Blue Peach observed Nero's attitude.
After confirming that Lord Immortal had no objections to the codename White Lotus, they hurried forward and each approached Stelle and Mr. Yang.
Flattery didn't have to be directed at the person himself. Starting with the people around him worked just as well.
So Stelle got the codename Gray Peony, while Mr. Yang got the codename Brown Bamboo.
March looked left, then right.
One by one, her companions all had identities within the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King. Only she, this beautiful girl, was left aside.
Maybe it was because March simply didn't match an evil organization like the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King. From her temperament alone, the three Sowers felt she had no future there.
When March pointed at herself and asked, "What about me?", the three Sowers all shook their heads, saying they hadn't thought of one yet.
Of course, it was also possible they had never considered it in the first place.
The Sowers who judged people based on appearance ignored March, but it didn't matter. Nero cared a lot about his companions.
"How about Pink Spring Peach?" Nero casually came up with one.
March naturally had no objections. The beautiful girl's eyes lit up as she immediately accepted the codename.
But at the same time, Blue Peach behind them said weakly, "But… there's already a Peach Blossom…"
"Oh, can't there be two peach blossoms?" Nero turned his head and looked at Blue Peach in confusion.
He didn't really understand the naming rules of the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King, just that so far it seemed to be a color plus a plant.
But this problem wasn't hard to solve.
When Blue Peach heard Lord Immortal asking him a question, he froze for a moment. And by the time he opened his mouth to respond, he had already lost the chance.
All he heard was Lord Immortal 's voice entering his ears, "Forget it, then you're not Blue Peach anymore. Think of a new codename!"
"Eh?", Blue Peach stood there, stunned.
They say a new official makes three bold moves, but this was the first time he had seen it done like this.
Besides, although they called him Lord Immortal , in reality he wasn't even an official in the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King.
This green-headed fishman was, at the end of the day, just a newcomer favored a bit more by the Medicine King.
But he had already experienced this man's domineering personality for quite a while. From the moment they met, he had been in a position of turning the tables.
Whether it was himself or his two companions, all of them had been led around by this green-headed fishman.
As for resisting…
'That's right! Why not resist?'
Blue Peach's eyes lit up, feeling like he had awakened.
Why should they listen to him just because he was more favored by the Medicine King?
In the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King, they were the seniors.
You couldn't say he was definitely stronger just because he talked well and could fly. After all, two fists couldn't beat four hands. The three of them together couldn't possibly lose to him alone, right?
As for his companions, aside from that uncle, the other two didn't look like they had any combat ability.
Blue Peach didn't know the identities of the train crew, only thinking that Stelle and March were just two pretty vases.
A flame began to burn fiercely in his heart.