It's still the same alley, dark and damp, sending chills down your spine.

The "Gate" is still located deep in the slum, noisy, dirty and unremarkable.

A man in formal attire had his eyebrows widened and his mouth slightly grinned. His eyes were as if he had seen an old friend, deep and heavy.

He is Houston Kull. He looks tough, young and powerful, but in fact, he has passed the sixty mark through magic concealment.

Thirty years ago, he was still...the comprehensive affairs consultant of this dear Dream Division.

He's back, yes, he's back.

As a high-level warlock with three magic patterns, he can join the job without expending a lot of effort.

His identity has nothing to do with that of thirty years ago. His body has been modified by magic power, and there is nothing similar about it anymore.

His slender fingers traced the damp wall, leaving shallow traces and magic light spots climbing up.

Soon, a gentle voice came from behind the wall: "Password?"

"The Holy Land of Merlin." He opened his lips and whispered these four words.

Crash! The dilapidated wall suddenly shattered, revealing the huge internal organs.

Ah...so familiar...so familiar, so familiar...

Although there are many people, they are orderly, and those nightmare test instruments are still crowded noisily in a corner of the Nightmare Research Department.

Oh, that's the logistics department.

Of course, the Human Resources Department was also there, completely untouched. I remember that that corner belonged to him alone... It was impossible for anyone to take his place, absolutely impossible.

"Mr. Houston, please show your employment notice, and I will take you to Payman's place to register." The guide bowed to him gently and extended his right hand to guide him.

"Here." Houston cherished his words like gold, took out a piece of parchment that looked new from the inner pocket of his formal suit, shook it off twice, and unfolded it.

Looking at the dark green seal on it, he was sent here by the central government.

Soon, Houston sat in front of Peiman. Peiman was still the same, except that she had two more nasolabial lines on her forehead, and the files of time still left traces on her face.

"Hello." Peyman stretched out his hand and shook Houston's hand.

Why is it another high-level warlock with three magic patterns! Here to raise Gu? Peiman was secretly speechless, always feeling that the pie fell too suddenly, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Hello, my name is Houston Kull, a high-level warlock with three magic patterns. I am here to work as a monster sealer." Houston forced a smile, his eyes cloudy.

"Well..." Peiman's eyes were a little dodgey, "Then, let me tell you the work details of the monster sealer."

Houston waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, the above has already shown me the specific matters, so I don't need you to state it again."

"Hmm, okay, then let me tell you an overview of our Dream Division. Come on, remember to sign the confidentiality contract."

When Houston signed the contract, Payman carefully listed to him all the powerful monsters that were sealed in Dreams.

The first is the [Terror Holder], which is what is sealed by that huge eyeball. The second-level low-level nightmare had to die twenty or thirty times before it was captured. If it is released, then the entire value of it will be

Mengsi and the surrounding areas will suffer.

The person who sealed this powerful nightmare with his own hands was Houston himself. Of course, he was not called Houston at that time.

In his heart, he will always be the comprehensive transaction consultant.

The second one doesn't seem very important. It's just a third-level low-level nightmare in the Nightmare Research Department. It can condense into an entity, but it can't affect many people. Only a third-level high-level nightmare can lay [Dream World] in the dream world.

Set [rules] and use the rules to absorb all the life energy of the trapped people.

"The thing in that eyeball is really difficult to deal with." The corners of Houston's eyes were curled up like two crescents. "It will take a lot of people to catch it."

"Well, we also sacrificed twenty or thirty talents at the beginning..." Peiman said softly, "Moreover, there are families that are torn apart like this, because this kind of nightmare will still be 'marked', even if it is

After being sealed, their 'marks' can still cause torture to death."

"Haha..." Houston swallowed, chuckled, and gave up.

"Your job is to go to a few fixed places every day to replenish the magic power of the seal. If there is a new powerful nightmare, we will also look for you. You can walk around the Dream Department on weekdays and get familiar with the environment." Peiman

Stand up, she is a busy person.

Payman patted Houston on the shoulder, brought a breeze, and left. Houston's eyes were blurred, and his fists gradually became clenched for some reason.

He will never forgive Zhimengsi, everyone, young and old...all owe him!

Houston stood up, tidied his clothes, and immediately walked out of the small conference room. The guide did not leave, but just stayed aside quietly. After seeing Houston, he bowed again and said, "I will take you to get familiar with it."

Your Majesty, this is Ms. Payman's order."

Houston nodded. Before proceeding with his plan, he still needed to confirm some things. He was still worried from the bottom of his heart... No, he hated this place!

The two of them were silent, but they couldn't help but be affected by the noisy atmosphere in the Mengmeng Department, and the sound of leather shoes on the ground became two points louder. Some of the employees of all kinds were busy, and some of them had just returned from work and had a leisurely meal.

The Hall of the Department of Dreams, the Canteen, the Logistics Department, the Personnel Department, the Nightmare Research Department... looking at them one by one, Houston looked like a general watching a military parade, with streams of hot air constantly blowing out of his nose.

Finally, there is the place he is most familiar with, that is, the General Affairs Management Office. It is the place where he was thirty years ago. He believes that no one can take his place. There is no one in this place.

Houston stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the wooden door, fully expecting no one to respond.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked." Unexpectedly, a gentle voice came from inside, there seemed to be rustling noises, and a childish cry like a child.

Houston's brows suddenly frowned, and the corners of his mouth kept turning down. He pushed the wooden door open with a squeak.

There are actually three people inside! Why are there children?

"Hello, I am the newly hired monster sealer, Houston Kull, the three magic pattern warlock." Houston suppressed the inexplicable anger and walked towards the other party with a smile. He couldn't help but glance at the people chatting with him from the corner of his eyes.

Merlin spoke softly to Martin, "You should be the general affairs management consultant here, right?"

"Well." Sheldon didn't stand up, his eyes were still staring at the report in his hand, "My name is Houston Marquez, the Three Magic Pattern Warlock. I'm glad to meet you. What can I do? If so.

If you need anything, just come to me and fill out the form. There are two more things to deal with at the front, but they’ll be done soon.”

Sheldon's speech was slow and gentle. When he said the last sentence, he took down the report in his hand, snapped his fingers, and the magic pen beside him jumped into his hand, and wrote two words on it: "

After "Redo it", he raised his eyes and looked at Houston.

"Well..." Houston stretched out his hand, shook hands with Sheldon lightly, and then separated, "I just joined the job today, I just walked around and met people."

At this moment, a childish voice came from the side: "Uncle!"

Martin's voice followed: "Yes, uncle, uncle! A very powerful uncle!"

When he knew that the other party was the Three Magic Patterns Warlock, the atmosphere in the room became a little tense. The newcomer didn't look young...

"Who are these two?" Houston turned his head and said.

"My son, Marin, and my assistant, Martin." Houston picked up the wand and waved it quickly. The unqualified report shook twice and flew out of the room beside several people in an instant.

"Is it your child?" Houston pursed his lips and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth.

"He is very smart." Sheldon stood up with a smile, "By the way, brother, do you need any help from me? I can help you, although I am just like you. Of course I can do things that you can't do.

It won’t work.”

"hehe......"

"To be honest, I am also a newcomer who just joined the company last month. Fortunately, my colleagues are very willing to accept me. Don't be stressed. It is actually quite good to work here. I have a lot of free time and I can also take care of my children." Sher

Dun seemed to realize something and turned around, "Martin, what did you give him for breakfast?"

"Oatmeal, hot milk." Martin said dryly.

"There's too much fiber. It's better not to let him eat more. It's also good to drink some porridge." Sheldon turned around, "Well, sir, is there anything else you can do?"

"Can you take me to see the monster sealed by Si Li?" Houston's voice was filled with a chill for some unknown reason.

"Of course." Sheldon didn't seem to notice at all.

"Dad, I want to go too!"

"Martin, then bring him here."

Merlin was small, yet nimble and cute, and he ran up to Sheldon in just a few seconds.

"Marquez, the one who comes here is not evil." In the sea of ​​consciousness, the nightmare warned in time, "The other party is not just here to be such a little monster sealer."

"So what?" Marquez looked at the other party disdainfully, "So what..."

"Then let's go."
Chapter completed!