"My dear friend, are you still bothered by the meager salary?".

"Are you still hesitating to solve the problem of singleness?"

"This association has recently recruited a ghost swordsman, and the salary is rich."

"Adventure level and above missions are preferred"

"Please send your resume to P.O. Box 188 Municipal Street, Huttonmar".

"For details, please consult Pan Shuai of the Personnel Department".

After such a recruitment notice was posted on the notice board of the Alchemy Guild, it immediately attracted a large number of adventurers to watch it.

Ophelia was in charge of reception and consultation at the gate of the Alchemy Guild, and in the morning, there was an endless stream of people who came to inquire.

She was handing out leaflets there when a rugged male voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"Ma'am, tell me how to go to the HR Department."

Ophelia turned her head angrily, where could there be such a rude person.

She saw a strong man with a grim expression standing in front of her like a hill, holding a Grimm heavy machine gun tightly in his hand, and three hard oval objects pinned to his waist, with a large "G" on it indicating that it was a military grenade.

"Please... Excuse me, are you here to apply? . . ”。

Ophelia snorted, her hands clutching her chest, visibly frightened.

The strong man snorted unceremoniously and put down the Grimm machine gun.

"The mission is calling to me, and my ammunition will strike fear into the hearts of the enemy", he said coolly.

The audience was silent.

At this moment, the ammunition expert suddenly felt unkind eyes from all directions.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he lowered his head.

"Please... What did I say wrong? ", the surface of the ammunition is like dust.

"Here, it's a recruitment session for ghost swordsmen," one of Devil May Cry said coldly.

"Still rambling with him, guys, tear him!" , a berserker went straight away.

Five minutes later...

Dying, the ammunition specialist, who was as thin as a gossamer, was carried away on a stretcher by paramedics.

The staff confiscated the badly damaged Grimm machine gun and several grenades as physical evidence of his violent attack on the venue.

In the office of the Ministry of Personnel, Pan Shuai, who has just been promoted to minister, is reviewing resumes there.

After wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, Pan Shuai looked even more handsome.

"Tsk", he smacked his lips, "This Sword Soul Jirabi is good".

"Tsk", he raised his glasses again, "This Asura has more actual combat experience."

flipped through another resume, and Pan Shuai's eyes instantly widened.

"Barbara, Berserker, female, formerly known as Roma, transformed herself into a woman...

"it!" , Pan Shuai couldn't help but tumble in his stomach and vomited.

"Ahh , he scolded.

Pan Shuai suddenly lost interest, and he stood up.

After a day, the Alchemy Guild received a total of hundreds of resumes, and after many screenings, four resumes were shortlisted and will enter the second round of interviews.

In Yang Jian's office, Pan Shuai was reporting to him.

"Head, there is a candidate for each Ghost Sword class".

Yang Jian casually flipped through the four resumes.

"Xiao Pan, which person do you say is more suitable?"

"I think each of the four professions has its own strengths."

"What does Mr. Yang mean?" , Pan Shuai looked at Yang Jian.

"Berserker, Bob", reading this, Yang Jian seemed to be interested.

Picking up the pen, he drew a circle around the word Bob.

"Pan Shuai", Yang Jian returned the four resumes to him.