Chapter 6 Join

"Why?" Mo Gree was not excited or refused, but asked calmly.

"It's a little bit between public and private. The first time you can skillfully use ethereal bracelets, it shows that you have talent in this regard. What's more, you saved that girl. Naturally, I don't want to let go of such a talent." The man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course, I won't force you to join. Any manager of the Border Bureau is willing to join, and it's the same to leave, but we just want to erase your memory."

"To what extent is it eliminated?" Don't be greedy and ask again.

"Well, it's hard to say. You see, there will be several medical accidents in the hospital every year. If you don't do it well, you may erase all the memories from birth." The man said with some embarrassment.

"I said, is this coercion?" Mo Gree asked speechlessly.

Huh? How come? I just kindly told you the rules and regulations and possible risks. Even if the words just now are recorded and taken to the court, you can't sue me. And as I said, it's all voluntary to stay here, and we won't force anyone to stay here. The man said sincerely.

"Where are you a bandit?" Mo Greed and asked in a low voice, but he still felt a little inappropriate about eliminating memory.

It is precisely because of the memory that can be said to be 'dead once' that I have taken an important step in my life. If I forget all this...

"Okay, I'll join." Don't say it simply.

"Great," the man smiled and handed Mo greedy a form: "I have filled in the basic information for you. Press a fingerprint."

"Why do I have a feeling of Yang Bailao facing Huang Shiren?" Mo greedy looked at the form handed over and asked.

"It's an illusion, an illusion." The man waved his hand and said.

Don't take over the form doubtily: "So, what about the printing mud?"

"Put your hand over." The man spread out his left hand and said.

Don't put his right hand in the man's hand.

The man pressed Mo Gree's thumb with two fingers and gently pinched it.

"Ah--!" As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and a sense of pain spread all over Mo Gree's whole body: "What on earth are you doing, asshole?"

"Only blood-written contracts are effective. This is not an ordinary form." The man said calmly.

"Are you the devil?" Mo Grean looked at the wound on his thumb and then pressed his fingerprints on the form.

The form suddenly lit a golden flame and burned into ashes in front of Mo Duan within a few seconds.

"This is..." Don't look at this scene in surprise.

Didn't I tell you that this is not a general form? There is magic in it. Well, you will get used to this kind of thing after a while. The man shrugged his shoulders and said.

"That is to say, I have joined the Space Bureau?" Don't ask doubtfully.

"Congratulations, don't be greedy manager. From now on, you are an official member of the Space Bureau." The man patted Mo Gree on the shoulder and said.

"Who are you here and why do you have the right to transfer personnel?" Don't stare at the man and ask.

"Me?" The man pointed to himself and said, "The current director of the Air and Border Bureau, Ren Jingyu."

"Director of the Airspace Bureau?" Mo Greed repeated in surprise, and his voice improved eight tones.

"Generally speaking, it is the boss here. What's the problem?" Ren Jingyu asked casually.

"Wait, wait," Mo shook his head and said, "You just said that this organization was funded by several major powers, right?"

"Yes."

"There must be that Pacific policeman among them, right?"

"Of course."

"That country will allow an Asian - wait, you are Chinese... It hurts, I'm wrong - will you be the boss here?"

"Of course they are not happy about this, but unfortunately, the mysterious tunnel is in China. If they don't agree, we can do it alone. Those guys don't want magic, cultivation, future technology and so on are all in our hands, so they step back."

"Is that tunnel in China?"

"Well, it's here, in the vast snowy mountains on the roof of the world, so those guys are always shouting boring topics such as making the people here independent, but they just want to take the opportunity to control the tunnel." Ren Jingyu sighed helplessly and said.

"We are now..." Mo Greed more surprised.

"Don't be so surprised. This is the headquarters. After all, the tunnel is here." Ren Jingyu said calmly.

"Is the tunnel... here?"

"I don't know how much you know about history. When Xi (harmonious) Tetler swept Europe, he sent expeditions to Tibet, China twice, because he heard that the earth axis is in a cave here, and he can grasp time and space by mastering the earth axis. Now it seems to be groundless - not There is no reason."

"Wait a minute, you said this tunnel was only 3 years ago..."

"Yes, it was discovered three years ago, but we don't know how long it has been here, and it was found because it suddenly started to operate. If not, we wouldn't have found it."

"Okay," Mo sighed greedily, "So what should I do as a manager? Do you fight dangerous aliens or underworld monsters every day?

"You just joined the Air Border Bureau, but you are a Slime-level little devil in Group Z. Are you going to fight such a dangerous monster? Let's improve her level first. The girl just happened to meet a bull's head last time. Under normal circumstances, she is absolutely not allowed to fight with monsters in Group Z, but the girl is too strong, if you don't appear in time..." Ren Jingyu shook his head gently.

"Then I should..."

"Ah, for example, there is a reception of tourists from different worlds who want to visit the earth, or errands such as buying earth specialties, which is what you are responsible for."

"That's just a handyman, isn't it?"

"What do you think the little devils in Group Z can do? You should know that we are divided into nine levels of S, B, C, D, E, F, G and Z. All the new managers are assigned to Group Z and promoted according to their growth. Even the predecessors of Group C can only stay on the earth to deal with things. Only strong people above Group B and Group B are allowed to pass through God. The secret tunnel goes to various planes to deal with things, so feel free to do your chores and work well to complete the task. Both experience and remuneration are very rich. There is almost a combination of blue and purple and then think about large copies. Ren Jingyu said mercilessly.

"Really..." Mo Greed suddenly said a little depressedly, "So where is the manager's work going? I still have my parents to support, and things like not entering the house three times..."

"Of course not," Ren Jingyu shook his head and said, "After all, we have many managers. Most of them work in the place where they live and manage the nearby area. If there are guests from different worlds in the area, they will carry out tasks according to the arrangement of the Space Bureau. Usually, they will live an ordinary life. All right."

"Real?" After hearing this, Mo Gree was finally relieved.

"Ah, last point, except for a small number of Lone Rangers, most managers have their own group. You have been assigned to Group 9, and the other team members are waiting for you in Conference Room 7. Let's meet them." Ren Jingyu said calmly.

"I know." Mo Greed nodded and turned away from the conference room.

Ren Jingyu watched Mo Gree leave, and after a long time, he whispered to himself, "Hence, I'm not mistaken..."