Armor: I'm in Nava, but I'm Oxer?

Chapter 213 The Master's Mission

They left their rooms carrying out their master's mission.

Misslin felt somewhat aggrieved.

"What a rude fellow!"

Misslin stroked her cheek, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her body swaying unconsciously, making her look incredibly alluring from behind.

Her words were a sarcastic remark directed at both Emperor Yan and Lu Fa.

One is someone who doesn't cherish their own belongings at all.

That's a stainless steel kettle... How did that guy manage to twist it off?

One is that they casually borrow one's own body!

Although I gave my permission, my permission does not mean you can use it as you please.

snort!

I am angry!

She felt her chest swell up by a cup size from anger.

Oh!

I don't want to get this big!

But what can I do?

Misslin sighed and tried to calm herself down.

What could she do?

She can only be angry for a short while.

Since we've already done so much for Lufa to fulfill his wish, why give up now?

For a greedy person, sunk costs are a calculated scheme.

"But they are indeed all capable people..."

Her mind drifted back to that disciplined military unit.

That aura was truly suffocating.

So, being an enemy of such a team, Lufa and that guy aren't too bad.

She shook her head, trying to shake off those bad memories.

"What aliens? I don't care! As long as I can stay young forever, I'll give you wealth and handsome men... I don't care about anything else..."

She started daydreaming again...

This dream is what motivates her to do things.

"Where are we going to find a suitable body for him to use?!"

Misslin was troubled again.

She didn't actually want Lu Fa to use her body so casually, and she had no objection to Lu Fa's order. However, carrying it out would be difficult.

"Should we just pick one randomly?"

She has a very quick mind.

"How could he possibly let me just find anyone?"

But she quickly dismissed her idea.

He meant finding a suitable body...

Simply using the word "suitable" completely changes the situation. As an employee who had worked for the BaWang Group for quite some time, Misslin naturally knew what kind of people the bosses were.

Suitable?

Hey……

You should at least give me a standard. I simply can't meet these requirements.

Meanwhile, something even more devastating happened to Missy: today was the end of her leave, which meant she had to go back to work...

Going to work can really make you unhappy.

No, no!

She screamed wildly in her mind.

But she still had to go to work.

Because she only has a few days off a month, she doesn't want to lose this respectable job.

Although she now has Lufa as a backup plan, she absolutely cannot lose her job.

If she loses her job and her legal profession, she'll be left pitifully with nothing.

At that time, all she will have is a pretty face and a sexy figure.

That can't be done.

She took a taxi to BaWang Group, found her workstation, and changed into a business suit.

Today is the day that Ba Dou, the president of Ba Wang Group, returns to the company.

A few days ago, he went abroad on a business trip.

Otherwise, Misslin's leave might not even be approved.

The entrance to the BaWang Group.

At this moment, the place was bustling with noise.

A group of reporters were already waiting here with their cameras and microphones.

Misslin was also standing here.

Finally, several vehicles could be seen driving towards them in the distance; it was a convoy.

Among these cars, an extended Rolls-Royce stood out.

The convoy wasn't moving very fast, but it was very impressive.

As the car approached the crowd, it slowed down and eventually came to a stop.

The bodyguards promptly cleared a space for the reporters to move away slightly before opening the car door.

First to appear was a pair of gleaming leather shoes, followed by dress pants, then a light pink shirt, and then a middle-aged man with curly hair and a full beard.

After stepping out of the car, he closed his eyes in a showy manner, took a few deep breaths, and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself.

His appearance was constantly being photographed by reporters.

He thoroughly enjoyed this feeling.

Surrounded by security guards, he walked towards the interior of the BaWang Group. "Chairman Ba, Chairman Ba, may I ask..."

"Mr. Ba, your dressing standards have always been admired by the fashion industry. What are your thoughts on that?"

Ba Dou stopped talking about this one question.

He looked arrogant, as if deep in thought. After a long while, he replied, "The feeling of nobility is the absence of nobility."

After finishing speaking.

With a full beard and a smile on his face, he continued walking into the company compound without looking back.

Although many reporters were confused.

But the reporters who truly understood the situation had already started taking notes and kept taking pictures, as if what Ba Dou had said was golden advice...

Extremely flattering...

It's as if every word he says is big news.

WTF?

Misslin felt a chill run down her spine.

Why is my boss even more vain than I am?

However, they are still rich.

However, she still smiled and followed after him, swaying her body.

After such a grand display, Miss Lin followed Ba Dou to the president's office.

Upon arriving at the office, Ba Dou immediately sat down in the boss's chair, propped his legs up on the desk, and told everyone else to leave.

“Missling, I heard that some things happened in Hope City while I was away.”

He skillfully took out a cigar, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Then he turned his attention to Misslin.

"what's up?"

Misslin looked bewildered.

Is there an economic crisis?

Has the share price of BaWang Group fallen?

"Armor. I mean armor."

Upon seeing Misslin's state, Ba Dou slammed his fist on the table.

Misslin suddenly understood what he was talking about.

Moreover, she saw it up close.

"Boss Ba, those are just rumors. How could there possibly be monsters or beastmen wearing armor in this world..."

Although I've seen it with my own eyes.

But Misslin still chose to lie.

"How could this be just a rumor! It must be true!"

Misslin had never seen Barton with such a serious expression.

He seemed even more certain than I was.

This left Misslin somewhat puzzled.

She asked cautiously, inquiring about the armor.

"Even if there really are Armor Warriors, what does that have to do with us? Our BaWang Group is a large corporation that can influence the world. Whether it's armored warriors or monsters, they'd better think twice before causing us trouble..."

After hearing what Misslin said.

Ba Dou reacted as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

A hint of disdain played at the corners of his mouth.

He seemed too lazy to explain to Misslin.

She's a woman with long hair but short wits.

Ba Dou knew clearly that everything he had experienced was not a dream, and that his lifespan, which had disappeared for no reason, was not fake.

Overnight, his black hair turned white.

But time has completely turned the page on that disaster that was once enough to destroy the world, as if turning the page of a book.

The armor gradually disappeared from sight...

It gradually evolved into an urban legend.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that although he had paid the price of that drop of blood and lost his lifespan, those Five Elements Demons seemed to have given him a gift in terms of fate.

He was released after only a short time in jail...

Everything went smoothly after that...

The founding of the BaWang Group is a significant event in the history of business worldwide!

This is known as the Miracle of Ba!

"Hmph! Knowing too much isn't good for you! Armor Hero?"

"Hmph! Remember, if anything involves the armor, you must tell me."

Misslin could clearly detect a hint of resentment in Ba Dou's voice.

Could it be that his boss has a grudge against the armor?

Why did I use "也"?

Because Lu Fa had the same attitude when he mentioned the armor.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Is this the person I've been looking for?

He at least seems to have some resemblance to his owner.

Should I report it myself?

Looking at Ba Dou's flamboyant appearance, Misslin recalled everything that had happened before.

The password is hidden; croton oil isn't exactly good to itself.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Besides, didn't Ba Dong say that we must report anything about the armor to him? That guy, Master, definitely knows more about the armor than I do.

Alright then, let's just have the two of them meet.

Bypass yourself as the middleman.

Let the owner take a look first, and we'll deal with any problems later. Never mind that for now.

Misslin closed her eyes and began to send a telepathic message to Lufa in her mind: "Master, Master."

Lufa had told her a few tips.

In case of an emergency, she can contact him by simply concentrating and silently calling his name.

The next moment, Misslin opened her eyes again, but her voice became hoarse and her hair moved without wind.

"Mislin? Did you hear that?"

Ba Dou noticed that Miss Lin had suddenly fallen silent.

Turning my head, I found that Misslin had just closed her eyes.

He happened to be there the moment Misslin opened her eyes.

He instantly felt as if he had been locked in place.

Cold sweat broke out on my back.

"who are you?"