Monster Buster: One punch is really fun

Chapter 3 The Truth Doesn't Matter
"Zhao Jiuzhou..." Just passed the simple inter-unit access application half a minute ago, and then it was printed out without any secrets, with the temperature given by the printing machine.

Liu Ziqing held Zhao Jiuzhou's thin personal information in his hand, which was so thin that even two pages of paper dedicated to official documents could not be filled.He curiously read Zhao Jiuzhou's name, then raised his eyes and glanced at the young man sitting opposite him.

Opposite him, sitting in the office of the director of the night shift department of the Heihuling sub-rudder city defense department, Zhao Jiuzhou, who had been washed twice all over his body, still seemed to have some smell wafting from him.He suddenly stiffened his neck, and said awkwardly: "That's right, it's me."

But when he was talking, his eyes were on the woman who had been following Liu Ziqing.

Liu Yahong, deputy director of the night shift department.

Mara coins!
It's you!It's you!It's you!
Originally, I should pass the exam steadily, and then go to the academic academy to study for three or four years. After graduation, I will enter the exam in a dignified manner, and then sit in an office in a dignified manner, and then I will be promoted smoothly all the way to make a fortune. It's okay, but in short, I should live my whole life in such a fucking comfortable way, not like now!

It smells like shit, and I was dragged to this kind of place in the middle of the night!

Master Draft!I have ruined you all my life!

Some things, no matter how he thought about them, Zhao Jiuzhou would only get more and more angry.

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

"Heh!" She snorted coldly with confidence, showing a mocking expression.

She thought she was right anyway.

The bell rang at the end of the exam, and Zhao Jiuzhou was still writing. Isn't that a violation?
And don't talk about two seconds and three seconds, Zhao Jiuzhou is talking nonsense.

He wrote at least five or six seconds longer before stopping!
Isn't that a contempt for the discipline of the examination room?
Isn't it contempt for her, the invigilator?
Is the invigilator dead when she is her?

"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's the examination room for the entrance exam... Who are you in front of major events in the League?" Liu Yahong held back for a few seconds , but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and turned to ask in displeasure, "Want to make the whole examination room wait for you for an extra half minute? Who do you think you are?"

"I draft the master!"

When Zhao Jiuzhou heard this, he exploded immediately, slapped the table and yelled, "Fuck your mother for half a minute! Two or three seconds at most!"

Liu Yahong raised her eyebrows, and her voice became sharp, confronting her: "Two or three seconds is not considered a violation!?"

"Damn you! I didn't cheat! What the hell are you doing tearing up my paper? Which exam did no one write more?"

Zhao Jiuzhou shouted louder and louder.

On Liu Yahong's face, there was an expression full of sarcasm, and her tone became extremely mean: "Tsk tsk tsk, a thug is a thug, and he doesn't even have the minimum sense of rules... For a person like you, do you think you What qualifications do you have to enter the sect? What other people do is their business. Others still kill and set fires. What, do you think you can do it too? Ah? You write more, I saw it, can I not care about you? Just to tear up your paper, I have the power!"

As Liu Yahong said, her two beautiful eyes stared unconsciously. Under the light, her pretty face showed a bit of ferocity and domineering: "Am I unreasonable? I have a lot of reason! But you, It's unreasonable to make three points! I want to put people like you into the academy, that's called dereliction of duty!" Liu Yahong gradually became angry, and her volume couldn't help but be raised a bit.

And her obvious mood swings finally made Liu Ziqing, who was looking at Zhao Jiuzhou's file repeatedly, come back to his senses slightly, "Forget it, Yahong, let's not talk about this. Zhao Jiuzhou, I asked you……"

Liu Ziqing stopped the boring exchange between the two.

Now that the scores are out, even if you are the grandson of the leader, don't even think about changing it. You are an apprentice and temporary worker, and you still talk about wool?
Deacon Liu couldn't empathize with Zhao Jiuzhou at all, he only cared about the job he was doing now.

Ye Xiao, this is not an easy matter.

That is a third-level phantom spirit body, and if it climbs up, it is commonly known as a "violent spirit". Got it?

World Cup tickets do not have to sell it?
Has the hotel business stopped?
There are so many restaurants and entertainment venues. Everyone has been waiting for this feast for more than ten years, isn't it just to make such a fortune?
Various thoughts flashed through Liu Ziqing's mind, and he didn't care about the mean temperament of such a small person like Zhao Jiuzhou, so he just asked in a completely business-like manner: "Are you sure, the two monsters you killed, one is a shit lime, and the other is a monster?" Is Ye Xiao right? Ye Xiao, do you know? Humanoid, bird head, long wings, very big claws, the kind that can crush your head with one claw..."

Hearing what Liu Ziqing said, Zhao Jiuzhou seemed to have lost his memory.

The two monsters tonight died so strangely that after a short period of fear, he was now fragmented.

Monsters die too fast.

He obviously just threw a punch subconsciously and instinctively, and then the monster disappeared.

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

The fright that Shi Lime gave him was actually much greater than that of Night Owl.

"I guess so..." Zhao Jiuzhou, who hadn't seen the whole picture of Ye Xiao clearly at all, could only answer like this.

Liu Ziqing was unhappy, and frowned, "What do you mean by seeming? Yes, yes, no, no!"

"I didn't see it clearly..." Zhao Jiuzhou wondered, "I punched it, and it disappeared!"

"A fist?"

Liu Ziqing was a little dazed, with an unbelievable expression on his face, "You mean... bare hands? Unarmed? Hand blades?"

"Mmmmmmmm!" Zhao Jiuzhou nodded honestly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

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

"What the hell bomb..."

Zhao Jiuzhou felt disgusted when he heard Liu Yahong's words. He wanted to slap her just by hearing her voice, and said impatiently, "I'm a temporary worker, so they sent me a whistle! That's all!" He took it out of his pocket. The sentry post for the outpost was slapped on the table.

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

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

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

"There's no reason for that. Even if a shitty Lime dies if you touch it, you've got to have some weapons in your hands anyway..."

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

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

Zhao Jiuzhou didn't care so much, he was pleasantly surprised: "Could it be that I am a mystic master?"

"Heh!" Liu Yahong smiled coldly, "What daydream?"

"Damn, you don't know anything! Have you ever read a book?"

On the contrary, Zhao Jiuzhou became more and more enthusiastic, "Slaying monsters with bare hands, isn't that a mystic master? I just beat my fists tonight, so I'm not called a mystic master? The exam is done by someone else, right?"

"Fart!" Liu Yahong slapped the table angrily, as if her tail had been stepped on, "You try 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 across the air.

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

pain.

Burning pain.

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

Seeing that Liu Ziqing's face was also gloomy, he said in a deep voice: "Keep your mouth clean. Don't think that the alliance law can save your life, so I can't move you. If you get out of the rudder, I just need to move." Just move your mouth. If you don’t believe me, you can try it.”

Zhao Jiuzhou stared at Liu Ziqing angrily.

After being angry for two seconds, the anger in his eyes dissipated like a low tide.

As a human being, how can you not even want your job for the sake of dignity?
"Actually, what I mean is, it's a pity to break such a handsome face of mine!" Zhao Jiuzhou looked serious.

Liu Ziqing ignored him at all, just asked: "I only used my fist, nothing else?"

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

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

At this moment, Wei Mianzi was sitting next door, accepting the question from Liu Ziqing and the other man among the three of them just now.

"Of course I will."

Liu Ziqing lowered his head, and quickly receded his dissatisfaction with Zhao Jiuzhou. A small person like Zhao Jiuzhou really didn't deserve or deserve to make him angry.Not to mention Zhao Jiuzhou, those academic professors, researchers, and king hunters, what are they worth in front of him?No matter how glamorous they are in front of ordinary people, in his eyes, they are nothing more than a group of migrant workers.

He was a deacon in the Shejihui, and that was only because of hundreds of years of rules of the Baiyin Awards Limeng.

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

No matter how powerful his family is, generations must start from the bottom.

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

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

Then the hall master, and if you are in your forties, you can become the head of the sect...

It is not impossible to covet the position of the leader.

If a person like him hadn't had to obey the rules of the Silver League, how could he possibly have an encounter with such a small person as Zhao Jiuzhou?It's just that he is not as restless as Liu Yahong, who would say "what are you" in front of Zhao Jiuzhou.

It's good to know this kind of thing in your heart, so why say it?
Why even say it to such a small 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?"

"should have."

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

"Hmm...yes, that's the way of thinking." Liu Ziqing nodded slightly, "What about the video, have you tuned it out?"

"Let me take a look..." Liu Yahong took out her phone and opened an internal software, "It's being uploaded."

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

The radio is okay, but the network signal is more likely to be interrupted, and it is more difficult to upload and download messages-in order to prevent some special spirit creatures from messing up, all signal transmissions need to be encrypted several times, broken up and reassembled, so that they can Ensure that the information is correct, not like when the network information technology first appeared, there were always people who were deceived by monsters and lost their lives.

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

"About half an hour."

"It's still half an hour..." Liu Ziqing was a little impatient, looked at Zhao Jiuzhou again, and asked, "What is your spiritual strike power?"

Personal psychic data is the top secret in the alliance, and it is kept by the spiritual energy hall directly under the alliance.

Zhao Jiuzhou's personal file is not there, and Liu Ziqing has no right to read it now.

But for the vast majority of people at the bottom, it doesn't really matter whether this secret is kept secret or not.Just like Zhao Jiuzhou, after passing the psychic test, was not asked to leave by the guard hall, also known as the "Silver Army", which means that his stats are not high.

So objectively, there is no point in keeping it secret...

"Two o'clock." Zhao Jiuzhou said this poor statistic proudly.

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

And among these one-tenth people, quite a large half are pure waste wood, that is, all kinds of data, all-round garbage...

Among the five normal psychic statistics, spiritual strike power is the most important and important direct kill statistic. Half of the so-called demon hunters usually only have a pitiful 1 point.That is to say, except shit lime, everything else can't beat...

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

He has 2 points.Beat some other shit than lime.

So it is absolutely impossible for him to be a bronze demon hunter forever in this life.

He could at least be like Wei Mianzi, relying on his years of service, step by step, to get the title of Silver Demon Hunter.

Bronze Demon Hunter, a monthly subsidy of 50 yuan, and a Silver Demon Hunter, a monthly subsidy of 100 yuan.

A huge sum of 50 yuan!
How much is his monthly living expenses?
Only 600 yuan!

With the extra 50 yuan, he can eat two more meals of meat!

So Zhao Jiuzhou looked at Liu Ziqing so proudly.Looking at Zhao Jiuzhou's smug expression, Liu Ziqing couldn't help but grinned at the corner of his mouth, revealing a superior smile 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 drug use, is the highest at 32 points.As for the players who are currently participating in the competition here, more than 20% have more than [-] points.

Zhao Jiuzhou at 2 o'clock...

Forget it, stop talking.

The king demon hunters are all cannon fodder, and ordinary king demon hunters also have the opportunity to be cannon fodder.

As for 2 o'clock...

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

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

"What else?" Liu Ziqing continued to ask, "Spiritual ability?"

"Two o'clock."

"Spirit resistance?"

"a little."

"What about inspiration?"

"Not tested."

"Oh, that's right." Liu Ziqing patted his head lightly.

Inspiration power is considered a "luxury stat" for ordinary demon hunters. Generally, people with relatively low spiritual power values ​​have no inspiration power at all. Therefore, when the alliance conducts a nationwide screening, the testee's spiritual strike power is often only required. If the first three items of , spiritual ability and spiritual resistance are not high, the following test will be stopped directly, because it is meaningless.Testing also costs money. Even if the Silver Prize League has a system of "giving money to the poor", it seems out of place with other leagues around the world, but when it comes to operation, it still needs to talk about economic benefits.

Of course, the five rules are all rules for Liu Ziqing's background.

But for ordinary people, after completing the three routines, they are basically not far behind.

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

The cost of testing spiritual power is so high, more than 8000 silver coins at a time, the group of elders under the alliance collectively lost their minds and went crazy, so that the universal screening will be popularized.As for the last spiritual power, which is rarer and rarer, the screening fee alone costs [-] yuan. Who will pay for it?
The finances at the entrance of the lobby?Finances of local sects?

Impossible, don't even think about it!
"Then... you go first..." Liu Ziqing thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing to ask. Zhao Jiuzhou, no matter how you look at it, is just a pure dick, and he can't see anything special.

At most, there is only the file in his hand, which shows his school grades.

91 points for general studies, 88 points for physics, 100 points for chemistry, 65 points for Golden League language, and 0 points for mathematics.

The total score is 344.

And this year's admission cut-off is 355 points...

Anyone who can score 11 in mathematics...

Liu Ziqing glanced lightly at the younger sister beside her.

There is one thing to say, my old sister is indeed a little expert at committing crimes...

But what can be done?

Whoever made Zhao Jiuzhou himself unlucky just happened to meet him.

"Then... can I become a regular tomorrow?" Zhao Jiuzhou was honest at this moment, remembering who he was talking to.

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

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

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

"No."

"Is your father an inner disciple?"

"No."

"That's impossible."

"But my dad died a terrible death, his brain was dug out, and I still have photos, which is always exciting..." Zhao Jiuzhou was inhumane in the face of interests, and took out his mobile phone from his arms, trying to make more money by selling misery benefit.

Liu Yahong immediately frowned, and roared angrily, "Are you still human? Get lost!"

"I'm stupid, why didn't I get caught by you..."

Without saying a word, Liu Ziqing's gloomy eyes swept over.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news! Thank you League and Leader!"

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

As soon as the office door was closed, the brothers and sisters of the Liu family looked at each other.

Liu Yahong pulled her face.

Liu Ziqing couldn't help but smiled slightly, "This bastard is interesting."

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

Then he frowned immediately: "Then how should we write the report? Said that he used a guard post to kill Ye Xiao?"

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

Liu Yahong hummed.

The siblings just sat there.

After half an hour, the video was finally transmitted.

Liu Yahong couldn't wait to turn it on. There was no light at the scene, and the light was very dim, making it hard to see clearly.

There are not even any details on how the first shit lime was killed.

And the second night owl...

They only saw on the screen that Zhao Jiuzhou punched the dark alley with a faint light on the fist.

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

The whole process takes less than a second.

The monster couldn'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 face full of surprise.

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

Liu Yahong nodded.

"Isn't the conclusion obvious?" Liu Ziqing said, "A slime was killed by a demon hunter with a sentry post. Because the awakened skill of this demon hunter happens 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.

"That's two shit limes." Liu Ziqing's expression became serious and serious, "In short, our Heihuling division is in peace, and there is no need to panic at all, and there is no need to lock down the city!"

Liu Yahong thought about it carefully, and finally understood.

What happened tonight, the truth doesn't matter.

If the city is not closed, it is important that everyone can make money.

As for what Zhao Jiuzhou is...

This kind of thing that won't come to the stage in a lifetime, who cares...

It would be best if it fell into her hands one day...

In Liu Yahong's eyes, there was a hint of cruelty, which flashed past.

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