The hall that the two of them entered was exclusively for hunters to hand over tasks, and they also received prospective hunters who passed the assessment before and after the selection, and assigned them to the corresponding training grounds. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After Jin Zhan left, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and the hall returned to its usual busy and orderly state. The hunters in front of Sealed Dust, when they realized that it was a quasi-hero standing behind them, quietly left the queue and moved to the end of the other teams. This caused the Dust Sealing Team to move forward several times as fast as the other teams.

Qin Shui Yu lined up behind Feng Chen, enjoying the convenience brought by the heroic effect. Her hammer had already been carried behind her back, otherwise she would have caused much damage to the union's floor if she dragged it to the ground. The cat stood beside her, combing her hair.

"Hunter registration." Cheng Jing politely handed over the handwritten certificate of passing the examination by Chief Deacon Morin.

Seeing Mo Lin's private seal on the fragrant paper, Kanban Niang's face changed, but then she returned to her professional smile. She summoned a staff member, handed him the handbook, and handed it into the inner hall: "Please wait here for a while, the results of this prospective hunter's training ground will be delivered immediately." ”

The two were waiting outside the queue, and Qin Shuiyu couldn't wait to rush to the front of the service desk.

The girl's height was just over the height of a head at the service desk, and she reached high on the countertop and handed a roll of paper to the Kanban lady: "Hunter registration!" Her soft voice looked a little excited.

"You're not a hunter?" Feng Chen couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Aren't you going to the Xishu Department either?" The girl tilted her head, "That's okay." ”

The deal between Deacon Morin and the village chief was something that only a very few people knew about, and Lu Xiu only told himself in vague terms. was so easily called by this little girl, Feng Chen felt that she was becoming more and more mysterious.

"I don't even know where I'm going to be assigned, how do you know?" The little hunter asked, puzzled.

"What you just handed in is an assessment certificate signed by the chief deacon!" The girl said in a tone of hatred, "Do you know who such an assessment certificate is usually signed to? ”

"Who?"

"Either you're a-hunter, or you're an insider trader." Qin Shui said endlessly, "No matter which one you are, you can't be assigned to feed the sharks in the Thundering Sand Sea." She looked Feng Chen up and down, "Look at your dirt bun look, eighty percent doesn't look like you are in a relationship, I can't imagine that you are still a lucky guy." ”

Feng Chen is not a specially selected hunter, but he can be regarded as a specially selected hunter, and he can barely be regarded as a relation. But despite this, Miss Qin's guess is very close to the truth.

"Then why was the four-star hunter just now deceived by you?"

"Do you think anyone has ever seen the chief deacon's handwriting?" Qin Shui said proudly.

"The problem is that hunter meow over there!" The cat raised her paw and pointed at Cheng Jing.

The subordinate hunter of the deacon, the coat of arms on his chest is slightly different from that of the average guild hunter. When they entered the door, Jin Zhan had already recognized Cheng Jing's identity.

The Hunter Guild is not a completely united and harmonious organization, and there are various interest groups in a small branch like Golden Feather City. Among them, the two largest groups are the group headed by Vice President Lin Jingran and the main force of free hunters, and the group headed by the deacon chief Mo Lin and the service hunters as the core. Although the two groups are able to unite in the face of monsters and major events, they are always fighting each other over union resources and power.

Jin Zhan was undoubtedly Lin Jingran's right-hand man, and he didn't mind embarrassing the chief deacon's men at any time. Cheng Jing, as the accompanying hunter of the chief deacon, almost fell victim to a small vortex in the power struggle.

After telling the ins and outs, the young hunter lowered his head embarrassedly, he had only been working in the union for a short time, and he didn't know the twists and turns of it, which made Feng Chen suffer from the pond fish for no reason.

In the snow forest village, he was accompanied by wild beasts and scheming peers all day long, and at first glance he knew the undercurrent of the rules of these adult worlds, and Feng Chen couldn't help but feel curious and fresh, and his reverence for this man and beast was a little more.

"How do you know these things?" The young man asked, Qin Shui Yu looked younger than Feng Chen, but he seemed to have a critical thinking ability and knowledge far beyond his peers.

"My dad told me." "He's always whispering these things in my ear," the girl said. The girl was a little weak-hearted, and her attendant Mao Mao was the first to recognize the deacon's handwriting, and it was also her keen eyesight that she was the first to see the two who were embarrassed by Jin Zhan. As she spoke, she secretly glanced at the cat, and saw that she was still combing her hair leisurely, and she didn't take her show-off to heart, so she finished the second half of the sentence with peace of mind, "It's annoying to death, it's hard to remember." ”

"Miss Qin...... Is Ling Zun some big man in this Golden Feather City Hunter Guild? Cheng Jing on the side couldn't help but ask.

"It's not." The girl shook her head, her pigtails shaking, "My dad is just an ordinary freelance hunter. ”

It is impossible for an ordinary freelance hunter to let his daughter walk around with a valuable weapon and the badge of a high-ranking hunter. This is something that even Cheng Jing, who is not deeply involved in the world, knows it, and the girl doesn't want to expose her family background. This Qin girl is childish everywhere, but her handling of key issues is not ambiguous at all.

The young hunter's guess was confirmed a few minutes later, and after checking the basic information of Qin Shuiyu, Kanban Niang sent her a hunter training assignment letter, and on the training ground column it was written "Free Experience". This means that Miss Qin can choose her own training venue and commission, and even if she doesn't do anything, she can successfully advance to become a one-star hunter after a year. Cheng Jing glanced at the girl meaningfully, but the girl didn't realize it, but the cat raised her head and glared back at him fiercely.

"Dust Seal Friend, huh?" A man who looked like a steward hurried out of the inner hall and asked the little hunter.

"It's me." He nodded.

"Here is the head of this payment hall, my surname is Song", the steward hurriedly introduced himself, it seemed that he was in a hurry, he wiped the sweat on his head, and handed the paper roll in his hand to Feng Chen, "This is your training assignment book, please put it away." ”

"Steward Song, why did you personally send the letter of assignment for Feng Chen? Is something wrong? Cheng Jing asked with a frown.

"Small relation." Qin Shui muttered, as if she didn't realize that she herself had also used some mysterious relationship.

"No, no, no, there is absolutely no problem with the letter of assignment of the little friend of the dust." Steward Song smiled professionally, and two dimples appeared on his face that were somewhat inconsistent with the middle-aged man, "It's just that on the certificate of passing the assessment, the order written by the chief deacon needs to be personally sent to the hands of the dust sealer." He nodded to the little hunter he met for the first time, "It's a little strange to be in the next person, but after all, it's the order of the chief deacon, and I don't dare to slack off." ”

"I knew that the chief deacon had such a good relationship with you, so I wouldn't have saved you just now." Hearing this explanation, Qin Shuiyu was a little sullen, "Maybe how many hunters in the hall want to hug Lord Mo's thighs, crying and shouting to help you out of the siege." ”

Feng Chen was also confused, except for reasoning with the chief deacon in the assessment, he hadn't seen this high-ranking adult much in the rest of the time, why did he treat himself differently? Intrigued, he untied the silk rope from the paper roll and opened the letter of assignment.

"The East Acropolis Valley Hunting Ground." He read, "Instructor Amphinis, is he a dragonman?" ”

Cheng Jing's eyes widened.

The cat's tongue licking its fur also stopped.

Manager Song looked at the little hunter helplessly.

"You don't have a grudge against the chief deacon, do you?" It was Qin Shui's ballad who spoke, and the girl's complaint had turned into deep sympathy for Feng Chen at this time.