Colin, who said goodbye to Gerson and returned home, recalled some details of his meeting with him and felt more and more how wealthy he was.
"Who is Gerson Gaolang?"
Of course he would not ask Devlin, as that would make it too easy for the special search team to focus on the masked man.
"Not necessarily. If it were Devlin, she might not be suspicious. But once Devlin uses the channels of the special search team to investigate, it will be very dangerous and there is a risk of Gerson being exposed. So, there is no need."
Colin knew very well that he had undoubtedly become the key observation target of the special search team. The traces of battle he found outside the house today were enough to prove that he was in the eye of the storm.
"So, I still have to settle down first, write papers, and take exams. Of course, the focus is to be prepared to deal with the person who wants to mess with me behind the scenes."
After thinking about it, he took out a newspaper, read the content on it, and squinted his eyes.
"Is there a war of public opinion? The Gerson I met today, the enthusiastic Dean Anfield, and of course several journal reviewers who have contacted me, and even the special search team are all resources that can be used, but we must
After careful consideration, getting their help will naturally require sacrifices. For example, today's Gerson is even willing to provide a holy relic, probably treating it as an upfront investment. I can't take all this for granted...
"
While thinking about things related to the mysterious rich man, the mysterious organization and the academic boss, Colin cleaned the room and prepared dinner.
"There is no registration fee or other fees?"
Boom!
While I was thinking here, there was a sudden sound outside, followed by Devlin's voice: "Colin, you didn't leave any food for me! I'm starving to death!"
The two chatted without saying a word for a while. After eating, Devlin suddenly reminded: "I will give you a form later. Please fill it out carefully. I will take it back tomorrow and hand it in for you. No accidents."
If so, the initial assessment will be on next Tuesday, January 10th, and I will take you to the assessment venue then."
Perhaps because of the importance of the matter, Colin's voice seemed a little low.
However, Devlin, who came back exhausted in the morning, was nowhere to be seen in the evening, so Colin ate dinner by himself.
After thinking about it, he glanced at the newspaper beside him and lay down on the bed again.
"My life has been a bit too monotonous recently. I can't slack off because of this. I have to improve myself as soon as possible. By the way, I was planning to subscribe to a newspaper before. Today's incident reminds me that this decision must be implemented as soon as possible."
Devlin was also infected, with a solemn expression.
"The initial assessment is usually a written test. It is very simple. It is not a formal assessment. It allows you to familiarize yourself with the atmosphere in advance." Devlin took out a form from the bag placed on the sofa and said, "Fill it out."
For example, there are no detailed inquiries about traits or abilities, and the filler only needs to write down his or her level; another example is that there is not much collection of personal information, and only the first word, age, gender, sexual orientation (?
), clearly write down the city of main activities, and that’s pretty much it.
Sudden!
"A well-fed man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry. How can a civil servant like Devlin, who receives generous wages and special allowances and enjoys generous treatment, understand the hard work of those of us outside the system? However, from this aspect, joining the special search
The team is also a good choice, at least it’s stable.”
"Out of my yearning for mystery, I wanted to join the special search team before. Now I calm down and watch as a third party. The special search team is really not a thing. It is worse than 996. Devlin, a young girl in her prime, is about to be killed.
What a devastation! What’s even more terrifying is that in order to disguise myself, I had to jump into this fire pit!”
Thinking back to Devlin's disgusted expression just now, Colin couldn't help but shake his head.
Colin nodded, but thought of another thing.
But the moment his consciousness approached the statue.
"Why are you not in a good mood?" Devlin looked strange after noticing Colin's expression, "You are praised very highly here! The circulation of The Republic in Clovis is very large, and soon, the entire Republic
Everyone knows about you! No matter how tough-talking Eugene is, he still has to admit that you are awesome! Hehe!"
Colin took the form and glanced through it. The content was very common, similar to the content for registering extraordinary people a few days ago, but it was more vague in some key places -
At the end of the sentence, Devlin smiled proudly.
"So urgent?" Colin was a little surprised.
A few minutes later, Colin finished filling it out and checked it briefly, and Devlin came over to take it back.
"..."
With this thought, he dug his consciousness deep into his heart, stopped for a moment in front of the five cages, and then identified the southern cage that held the soul of the mutant Vol'jin Jansen, and was about to go deep into it.
"There is a question that I have always wanted to ask, and now I need to confirm it even more."
Naturally, Colin would not tell the other party his concerns. If he did, Devlin probably wouldn't be aware of the problem, so he would just make a fuss and get over it.
"I can think of this."
He finished his work leisurely, fed the cat, shoveled the poop, and peeed for a while, then lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and suddenly began to reflect.
Noticing Colin's gaze, Devlin reminded again: "This main event city is very important, because many people are not from the local area, and they will come here only if they choose Bursonburg for this assessment. If you pass the assessment, your
The mission is very likely to be related to the city where you are active."
"Not only is there no fee, but subsidies are also given. This pattern is worthy of being a national institution! I just don't know if a local like me can cash out the transportation subsidy, which is also a considerable amount of income."
Colin suddenly suppressed the form, looked at Devlin, and his expression became serious.
"Among Gerson's team, among the "vigilantes" who are active in other cities, will some of them come to Bursonburg during this assessment?"
Colin regained his energy. He got up from the bed and planned to make a simple meal for Devlin, but before he could leave the room, he heard Devlin shouting again: "Come out, Colin, you are famous!"
"So, in order to prevent a long night and too many dreams, and in order not to leave things in the assessment, let's try to pry into the memories and dreams of mutants tonight."
When he saw the newspaper in Devlin's hand, Colin couldn't help but sigh.
"Just ask."
Buzz!
In the sky deep in the consciousness, a bit of colorful light and blood-colored light appeared.
In the distance between the five cages and the black wall, the bridge that represents Colin's characteristics suddenly trembles!
Bridge: Grafting!
In the outside world, the newspaper he placed beside the bed trembled slightly, and a faint light appeared.
One after another, vague and illusory threads, extended from all directions, converged on the newspaper, and then separated into a stream of light, rushing towards Colin!
In the bottom of Colin's heart, the black wall trembled, and the turbulent spiritual light in the stigmata surged out again!