"Zhao Jiuzhou..." Just half a minute ago, I passed a simple cross-unit transfer application, and then the copy that was printed out without any secrets still had the temperature given by the printing machine.

Liu Ziqing held Zhao Jiuzhou's thin personal information in his hand. It was so thin that it couldn't even fill two pages of official paper. He read Zhao Jiuzhou's name curiously, then raised his eyes and glanced at the person sitting opposite him.

juvenile.

Opposite him, Zhao Jiuzhou, who was sitting in the office of the Director of the Night Shift Department of the Black Tiger Ridge Branch City Defense Department, had been washed twice, and there still seemed to be some smell lingering on his body. His neck suddenly stiffened, and he felt very uneasy.

Then he said: "That's right, it's me."

But when he spoke, his eyes were directed at the woman who had been following Liu Ziqing.

Liu Yahong, deputy director of the night shift department.

It’s a horse-drawn coin!

It's you! It's you! It's you!

Originally, I should have passed the exams smoothly, then went to an academic college to study for three or four years. After graduation, I was admitted to the exams, and then I found an office to sit down in an office. Then I could be promoted and make a fortune smoothly, or I could just hang around and wait for death for the rest of my life.

That's okay, but in short, you should live your whole life very comfortably, not like this!

I smell like shit, and I feel like I was given alms by you, and I was dragged to a place like this in the middle of the night!

Mr. Draft! I will let you ruin my whole life!

No matter how he thinks about some things, Zhao Jiuzhou will only get angrier and angrier.

However, Liu Yahong didn't seem to care about his anger at all.

"Ha!" She snorted confidently, showing a mocking look.

Anyway, she felt she was right.

The end-of-exam bell rang, and Zhao Jiuzhou was still writing. If that wasn’t a violation, what was it?

And don't talk about two seconds or three seconds, Zhao Jiuzhou is just talking nonsense.

He wrote for at least five or six seconds before stopping!

Isn’t that contempt for examination room discipline?

Isn't this contempt for her as the invigilator?

Is she, the invigilator, dead?

"Who do you think you are? What do you think you were doing at that time? Where do you think you were sitting at that time? That was the entrance exam room... Who do you think you are when it comes to major events in the league?" Liu Yahong endured it for a few seconds.

, but in the end, he still couldn't hold it back and asked in displeasure, "I want the entire examination room to wait for you for half a minute longer? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm drafting uncle!"

When Zhao Jiuzhou heard this, he immediately exploded. He slapped the table and shouted, "Fuck you for half a minute! Two or three seconds at most!"

Liu Yahong raised her eyebrows and her voice became sharp, tit for tat: "Two or three seconds won't be considered a violation!?"

"Damn it! I didn't cheat! Why the hell are you tearing up my paper? In which exam did no one write a few more strokes?"

Zhao Jiuzhou shouted louder and louder.

Liu Yahong's face showed a mocking expression, and her tone became extremely harsh: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, unruly people, don't even have a basic sense of rules... People like you, do you think you

What qualifications do you have to join the sect? What happens to others is other people's business. Others kill people and set fires. What, you think you can do it too? Ah? If you write more, I will see it. Can't I care about you? I

I just have the power to tear up your paper!"

As Liu Yahong spoke, her two beautiful eyes stared unconsciously. Her originally good-looking face looked a bit ferocious and domineering under the light: "Am I unreasonable? I am quite reasonable! But you,

It's unreasonable to make a fuss! I want to send people like you to the academy, that would be dereliction of duty!" Liu Yahong gradually became more and more angry, and her voice could not help but rise a few points.

And her obvious mood swings finally made Liu Ziqing, who was looking over and over Zhao Jiuzhou's files, come to his senses slightly and said, "Forget it, Yahong, let's not talk about this for now. Zhao Jiuzhou, let me ask

you……"

Liu Ziqing stopped the boring exchange between the two.

Now that the scores are out, even the grandson of the alliance leader can't even think about changing it. You, an apprentice and a temporary worker, are still talking about nothing?

Deacon Liu has no way of empathizing with Zhao Jiuzhou at all. He only cares about the job he is currently doing.

Night Owl, this is no simple matter.

That was a third-level phantom body. If it climbed higher, it would be commonly known as an "evil spirit". During Sheji City's hosting of the Global Demon Hunting World Cup, something like this suddenly appeared in the city. If the city was to be closed down due to the commotion, what would happen?

Come on?

No need to sell World Cup tickets?

Is the hotel business no longer available?

There are so many restaurants and entertainment venues. Everyone has been waiting for this feast for more than ten years, just to make such a fortune?

Various thoughts flashed through Liu Ziqing's mind, and he didn't care about the despicable temperament of a little guy like Zhao Jiuzhou. He just asked in a completely business-like manner: "Are you sure that the two monsters you killed, one was a feces lime, and the other was a shithead?"

Night Owl, right? Night Owl, do you know? Humanoid, with the head of a bird, long wings, very big claws, the kind that can crush your head with one claw..."

Zhao Jiuzhou seemed to have lost his memory when listening to Liu Ziqing's words.

The death of the two monsters tonight was so strange that after a brief period of fear, he suddenly died.

Monsters die too quickly.

He obviously just punched subconsciously and instinctively, and then the monster was gone.

And in comparison, after killing the first shit lime, when he killed the second so-called night owl, his inner fluctuations were smaller.

The fright that fecal lime gave him was actually much greater than that of the night owl.

"It seems so..." Zhao Jiuzhou, who had not seen Ye Xiao's full face at all, could only answer like this.

Liu Ziqing was unhappy and frowned: "What do you mean it seems like? If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not!"

"I didn't see it clearly..." Zhao Jiuzhou was confused, "I punched it and it was gone!"

"A fist?"

Liu Ziqing was suddenly confused, and his expression looked unbelievable, "You mean... bare hands? Bare hands? Hand blades?"

"Hmm... um!" Zhao Jiuzhou nodded with an honest face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Liu Yahong couldn't help but interrupt again, "What kind of psychic weapon did you use? A psychic grenade?"

"What the hell bomb..."

Zhao Jiuzhou felt sick when he heard Liu Yahong speak. He wanted to slap her just by hearing her voice. He said impatiently, "I'm a temporary worker, so they sent me a whistle! That's it!" He took it from his pocket.

He walked out of the guard post and slapped it on the table.

Liu Yahong glanced at it, then turned to look at Liu Ziqing.

Liu Ziqing put down the information in his hand, reached for Zhao Jiuzhou's whistle, and looked at it carefully.

It seems that he hopes to see a big killer weapon from this whistle.

"That's no reason. Even if Shilime dies at the first touch, you still have to have some weapons in your hands..."

Liu Ziqing muttered, "Don't tell me that you are a Xuan..."

As soon as the first word came out, he immediately shut his mouth.

Zhao Jiuzhou didn't care so much, and suddenly said in surprise: "Am I a magician?"

"Ha!" Liu Yahong smiled coldly, "What are you daydreaming about?"

"Damn, you know how stupid! Have you ever read a book?"

Zhao Jiuzhou became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, "If you kill monsters with your bare hands, wouldn't that be called a mystical magician? I just used my fists tonight to fight, so wouldn't that be called a mystical magician? When you entered school, you were in the general studies department.

Did you hire someone to take the exam on your behalf?"

"Fart!" Liu Yahong said angrily, slapping the table as if her tail had been stepped on, "Try saying something again!"

"Just try it! What the hell are you..."

"Shut up!" Liu Ziqing raised his hand and waved.

Zhao Jiuzhou instantly felt the same as before, a whip was swung through the air.

The difference was that this time, the whip hit him in the face.

pain.

Burning pain.

Zhao Jiuzhou turned to look at Liu Ziqing, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Why the hell are you going to slap me in the face?"

But Liu Ziqing's face also darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Keep your mouth clean for me. Don't think that the alliance can save your life, but I can't move you. Let you get out of the helm, I just have to move

Just use your mouth. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Zhao Jiuzhou stared at Liu Ziqing angrily.

After being angry for two seconds, the anger in his eyes suddenly dissipated like an ebbing tide.

How can a human being give up his job for the sake of dignity?

"Actually, what I mean is, it would be a pity to have such a handsome face like mine broken!" Zhao Jiuzhou said with a serious look on his face.

Liu Ziqing ignored him at all and just asked: "You only used your fists, nothing else?"

"No." Zhao Jiuzhou said, "If you don't believe me, ask my colleagues!"

His colleague is, of course, the 42-year-old virgin Wei Mianzi.

At this moment, Wei Mianzi was sitting next door, accepting an inquiry from another man among the three of them, Liu Ziqing.

"Of course I'll ask."

Liu Ziqing lowered his head, and his dissatisfaction with Zhao Jiuzhou quickly receded. A small person like Zhao Jiuzhou was really not worthy or worthy of making him angry. Not to mention Zhao Jiuzhou, it was the professors and researchers of the academic academy, and those king hunters.

What do the magicians mean to him? No matter how glamorous they appear in front of ordinary people, in his eyes, they are nothing more than a group of workers.

He serves as a deacon in the Society of Ji, just because of the centuries-old rules of the Silver Award Ceremony Alliance.

What prompted him to come here was not only ambition and ambition, but also rules and the inertia of power operation.

No matter how powerful his family is, they have to start from the bottom for generations.

He and Liu Yahong, a deacon and a deputy deacon...

After two years, it's time to become the helmsman.

Then the hall leader, and then if he is in his forties, he can become the leader...

The position of alliance leader is not something that cannot be coveted.

If a person like him had not to abide by the rules of the Silver League, how could he interact with a small person like Zhao Jiuzhou? It’s just that he was not as restless as Liu Yahong, who would say in front of Zhao Jiuzhou, “Who do you think you are?”

Something like that.

It's fine if you know this kind of thing in your heart, so why bother to say it out loud?

Why would you say it to such a little person?

If it weren't for the restrictions of the alliance law, what would even Zhao Jiuzhou's life be in their eyes?

Liu Ziqing lowered his head to explore Zhao Jiuzhou's guard post, and suddenly said: "The material of the guard post also contains some black gold powder, right?"

"It should be."

Liu Yahong also recovered and took the whistle from Liu Ziqing's hand, "Shilime's spiritual resistance is negative, so it shouldn't be able to withstand it."

"Hmm... yes, that's the idea." Liu Ziqing nodded slightly, "Where's the video, has it been loaded?"

"Let me see..." Liu Yahong took out her phone and clicked on an internal software, "It's uploading."

Because of the use of psychic energy as energy, the communication signal in this world is the worst.

The radio is okay, but the network signal is easier to interrupt, and it is more difficult to upload and download messages. In order to prevent some special spiritual creatures from causing trouble, all signal transmissions need to be encrypted, broken up and reorganized several times.

Ensure that the information is correct, instead of being deceived by monsters and losing their lives like when network messaging technology first appeared.

"How long will it take?" Liu Ziqing asked.

"About half an hour."

"It will take another half an hour..." Liu Ziqing was a little impatient. He looked at Zhao Jiuzhou again and asked, "What is your spiritual attack power?"

Personal psychic data is the highest secret in the alliance and is kept by the psychic hall directly under the alliance.

It is not in Zhao Jiuzhou's personal file, and Liu Ziqing has no right to access it now.

But for the vast majority of people at the bottom, it doesn’t matter whether this secret is kept secret or not. Just like Zhao Jiuzhou was not allowed to leave after passing the psychic test, which is commonly known as the "Silver Army" military headquarters.

, his data is not high.

So objectively, there is no sense of confidentiality at all...

"Two o'clock." Zhao Jiuzhou said this pitiful data with a proud expression.

Among all human beings, people with demon hunter qualifications account for approximately one tenth.

And among these one-tenth of people, a large majority are pure losers, that is, all data are completely rubbish...

Among the five conventional psychic data, spiritual attack power is the most important and direct damage data. Half of the so-called demon hunters usually only have a pitiful 1 point. In other words, except for Shi Lime, everything else is hit.

but……

So on this point, Zhao Jiuzhou is still very proud.

He has 2 points. In addition to being able to defeat Shilime, he can also defeat other things.

Therefore, he will never be just a bronze demon hunter in this life.

At least he can, like Wei Mianzi, earn the title of Silver Demon Hunter step by step through his seniority.

Bronze Demon Hunter, the monthly professional title subsidy is 50 yuan, and Silver Demon Hunter, the monthly professional title subsidy is 100 yuan.

A huge sum of fifty yuan!

How much does his monthly living expenses cost?

Only six hundred yuan!

With this extra fifty yuan, he can eat two more meals of meat!

Zhao Jiuzhou then looked at Liu Ziqing with such pride. Liu Ziqing couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhao Jiuzhou's proud expression. He grinned, revealing a smile full of superiority full of infinite sympathy for the poor at the bottom.

Under normal circumstances, the spiritual strike power value of an ordinary demon hunter is between 1 and 10 points.

Only those with special talents will break through the 10-point limit. The current world record, including talent and drugs, is 32 points. And among the players currently participating in the competition, more than 99% of them are 20-point.

Point above.

Zhao Jiuzhou’s 2 points...

Forget it, stop talking.

All the king's demon hunters are cannon fodder, and ordinary king's demon hunters also have the opportunity to be cannon fodder.

As for point 2...

It would be good to live beyond the average life expectancy in the Silver League.

If you live to 45 years old, you will be considered successful...

"What about other things?" Liu Ziqing continued to ask, "Psychic power?"

"Two o'clock."

"Psychic resistance?"

"a little."

"Where's the power of inspiration?"

"I haven't tested it."

"Oh, that's right." Liu Ziqing patted her head gently.

Inspirational power is considered a "luxury data" for ordinary demon hunters. Generally, people with relatively low spiritual power values ​​​​have no inspiration at all. Therefore, when the league conducts universal screening, the testees often only need the spiritual attack power of the person tested.

, if the first three items of psychic ability and psychic resistance are not high, the following tests will be stopped directly, because it is meaningless. Tests also cost money. Even if the Silver Award Alliance uses a system of "giving the poor a bailout", it will compete with the whole world.

Other alliances seem out of place, but when it comes to operation, some economic benefits have to be considered.

The five rules are, of course, rules for Liu Ziqing's background.

But for ordinary people, after completing the three routines, they are basically far behind.

After all, in this world, only about 5% of the population can truly form a demon-hunting combat capability. Adding in those with congenital diseases, accidental disabilities, or mental and psychological problems, it may not even be 4%.

The cost of testing spiritual power is so high, costing more than 8,000 silver coins at a time. The elders of the alliance have collectively gone crazy, so they will popularize universal screening. As for the last spiritual power that is more rare and rare, the light screening fee

It’s thirty-six thousand. Who will pay for it?

The finance of the alliance lobby? The finance of the local sect?

Impossible, don’t even think about it!

"Then... you can go first..." Liu Ziqing thought for a while and felt that there was nothing more to ask. Zhao Jiuzhou, no matter how you look at it, is just a pure loser with nothing special about him.

At most, the file in his hand only has his admission score written on it.

General knowledge is 91 points, physics is 88 points, chemistry is 100 points, Golden Alliance is 65 points, and mathematics is 0 points.

Total score 344.

This year's admission score is 355 points...

As long as you can get 11 points on the math test...

Liu Ziqing glanced lightly at the sister beside her.

Let me tell you something, my little sister is indeed a master of crime...

But what can be done?

Whoever made Zhao Jiuzhou unlucky happened to him.

"Then... can I become a full-time employee tomorrow?" Zhao Jiuzhou became more honest at this time, remembering who he was talking to.

Liu Ziqing said lightly: "I don't know, I'm only responsible for reporting what happened tonight."

"Then I still have a question." Zhao Jiuzhou said, "My father died in the line of duty, can I enjoy bonus points for military merit?"

"Haha." Liu Ziqing smiled, "Is your father a deacon?"

"no."

"Is your father an inner disciple?"

"no."

"That's impossible."

"But my dad died miserably, and his brain was dug out. I still have photos, which is so exciting..." Zhao Jiuzhou was inhumane in the face of interests. He took out his mobile phone from his arms and tried to make more money by selling miserably.

benefit.

Liu Yahong suddenly frowned and shouted angrily: "Are you still a human being? Get out of here!"

"Damn it, why the hell am I still being raped by you..."

Without saying anything, Liu Ziqing's gloomy eyes had already glanced over.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news! Thank you to the alliance and the alliance leader!"

The hero Zhao Jiuzhou didn't want to suffer the immediate loss, shouted cheap slogans, turned around and left.

As soon as the office door closed, the Liu family brother and sister looked at each other.

Liu Yahong pulled a face.

Liu Ziqing couldn't help but smile slightly, "This bitch is a bit interesting."

"Hmph." Liu Yahong snorted coldly, "What's the point?"

Then he immediately frowned again: "Then what should we write in the report? Say that he used a guard post to kill the night owl?"

"Let's watch the video first." Liu Ziqing said lightly.

Liu Yahong hummed.

The brother and sister just sat there.

After half an hour, the video was finally transferred.

Liu Yahong couldn't wait to open it. There was no light at the scene. The light was very dark and she couldn't see clearly.

There are no details about how the first Shilime was killed.

And the second night owl...

All they saw on the screen was that Zhao Jiuzhou punched the dark alley, with a faint light shining on his fist.

Then there was a bang, and the battle was over.

The whole process takes less than a second.

The monster didn't even come out of the alley...

Liu Ziqing and Liu Yahong looked at each other.

"What...what's going on?" Liu Yahong asked her cousin with a surprised look on her face.

Liu Ziqing thought for a while, played the video again, pointed at the screen and said: "Look, is he holding a warning whistle in the hand he is punching?"

Liu Yahong nodded.

"Isn't the conclusion obvious?" Liu Ziqing said, "A slime was killed by a demon hunter using a whistle. Because the skill of the demon hunter's awakening happened to be to kill monsters with a whistle.

.”

"It's too perfunctory..." Liu Yahong was so confused, "What about the second one? How to explain it?"

Liu Ziqing asked: "Have you seen what the second one looks like?"

Liu Yahong shook her head.

"Those are two feces." Liu Ziqing's expression became serious and serious, "In short, we at Black Tiger Ridge are at the helm of the world's peace. There is no need to panic at all, and there is no need to close the city!"

Liu Yahong thought about it carefully and finally understood.

The truth about what happened tonight doesn't matter.

The important thing is that everyone can make money if the city is not closed.

As for what exactly Zhao Jiuzhou is...

Who cares about this kind of thing that will never make it to the stage in a lifetime...

It would be best if it falls into her hands again one day...
Chapter completed!