Ron was sitting alone in the corner, looking at the headquarters of the shelter where there were not many people.

He found that he had no common topics with these investigators. After all, he had just entered the extraordinary world and was really a newbie and knew nothing.

But he vaguely felt the vigilance of these investigators towards him, which made him a little surprised, beware of what he did?

He is just a first-level extraordinary person, do you need to be vigilant?

Ron naturally didn't know that these investigators were alert to him because of Wu Mingkong. He didn't know that Wu Mingkong's identity would be a shelter in the shelter. Of course, he did not have the concept of shelter now.

He only thought that those items with magical abilities were the masterpieces of some extraordinary people.

"Director, how is the situation inside?" Simon Duncan couldn't help asking Hobbs White, the treasurer who was waiting outside.

"How do I know? Wait, I guess it's nothing. The atmosphere felt good when I brought that person in." Hobbs White answered angrily. How could he know what was happening inside?

A ninth-level real god in the human world, a taboo-level shelter.

If you really want to fight inside and you are trying to restrain yourself, you will not be able to see the situation at all.

Although he is an eighth-level demigod, compared with the head of the General Office and Wu Mingkong, that is really nothing.

Hobbs White even wondered whether the Chief of the General Officer wanted to kill him would be just a finger. He had never understood the gap between him and the Chief of the General Officer.

Ron naturally heard the two of them, but he didn't think too much, but was a little strange. Why did the two big guys get into the atmosphere when they met?

Could it be that the two big guys are not dealing with each other?

Otherwise, how could it be brought to the atmosphere?

Is it because of this that those investigators are alert to him?

Although Ron speculated that something was not very consistent with the situation, it was basically no problem.

"You guys let it go first, there's nothing big."

The voice of the head of the headquarters came from the office, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this matter should have been resolved, but why did the taboo-level containment not come out?

Could it be that it was destroyed by the head of the General Office?

For a time, there were all kinds of speculations.

However, when the conversation between Wu Mingkong and the head of the headquarters came, the matter became even more strange.

"Ron, you kid are practicing in the shelter office for a few days first. I will talk to the chief of the headquarters for a few more days. Can you please be convenient?"

"A small thing, Simon, there is Nikkor in Baiya City anyway, and you still have something to do here. You can take that kid first in the next few days, and you will go back together."

What is this?

Although Simon Duncan was a little puzzled, was the exchange between the head of the headquarters and Wu Mingkong really that speculative?

"Yes, Chief of the General Office." No matter how you guess, Simon Duncan has to follow this matter. After all, it was a task arranged by the Chief of the General Office. Although he was asked to take a seventh-level demon hunter to take a first-level newbie who is still an unknown and incomplete profession, it is a bit useless.

"Then it's troublesome. Just let him practice to death. He will get up to all dangers and difficulties. As long as he keeps breath, I can pull him back." After Simon Duncan answered, Wu Mingkong added another sentence.

For a moment, everyone looked at Ron with a strange look. You are really unlucky. You actually got such an unlucky big brother. It is obvious that you want to die.

They did not question Wu Mingkong's words. If someone was a taboo-level containment, it would be just a matter of trying to kill him. Ron was obviously trying to make him grow up quickly.

Of course, these are the ideas of others, and even the head of the headquarters also had this idea.

But in fact, Wu Mingkong’s real idea was to kill him, which was very simple.

It would be even better if I didn't die. During this period, there were adventures and other things that led to a sharp increase in strength. If you complete the incomplete professions, Wu Mingkong would be even happier.

Doesn’t this prove that there must be something wrong with this guy, so it’s worth it.

"Where do you have to worry about taking action? Give me a million points from my account and give this kid a logistics support. Simon, just take a look at it."

Things are becoming more and more surprising. This is a million points. Except for the extraordinary people above the sixth level, for most investigators in the containment agency, this is basically an astronomical number.

However, on the surface, no one is jealous. There are so many envys. Even if there is one, they dare not show it. They are basically hidden in their hearts.

It’s just a normal human nature to not worry about lack of worries but unevenness.

"Yes, Chief of the General Office." Simon Duncan was also scared by the Chief of the General Office. Although one million points are just a drop in the bucket for him, the head of the branch, these are also based on his identity as a seventh-level extraordinary person. A first-level extraordinary person has obtained one million points from the shelter agency, which can be described as getting rich.

Although the million points were transferred to his account and were not directly given to Ron, Ron was not an investigator under the shelter agency after all, so naturally he did not have the shelter agency account, so it was reasonable to transfer to his account.

Let’s not talk about Simon Duncan, who looked down on these million points at all, was the order of the head of the General Office, so he naturally would not deduct or greedy for the like, so he would not.

"Let's go, boy, you're so lucky." Simon Duncan slapped Ron on the shoulder and couldn't help but sigh.

From escaping from death to meeting Wu Mingkong, to being appreciated and earning one million points, the one million points is enough for him to smoothly become a fifth-level extraordinary person along the way. Of course, the premise is that his professional star ritual is complete.

Unfortunately, it is just a broken one, not only the first-order, but also the first-order part is broken.

Simon Duncan slapped Ron on his face. Although most of the time had restrained, the strength of the seventh-level extraordinary person still made Ron grin in pain. However, this was not important. Although he didn't know the value of these million points, he knew that he must be developed, so the smile on his face was very bright.

"Stop being happy. Practice with me for a while first. When you cry, then arrange for you to go out and experience the experience. The lucky Ron." Simon Duncan also saw his stupid Ron.

"Yes, Uncle Simon." Ron said with great energy, feeling that he was moving towards a bright future.
Chapter completed!