The airport used for transit is not far from the border between unreal space and the real world.

Just 20 minutes after returning to the real world, the plane began to gradually reduce altitude. At this time, the radio sounded again in the cabin, announcing the destination of the upcoming landing.

The middle of the Kunlun Mountains, Arger Airport!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that there could be such a large modern airport in the middle of a long and barren mountain range. There are as many as eight 3,000-meter-long standard runways, a new terminal building 50 meters high, a large apron and a huge hangar for 300 aircraft of all kinds...... Looking from afar, leaving behind the backdrop of the mountain basin, it is easy to give people a strong illusion: this is not Kunlun, but Shangjing International Airport.

Even the scale of Shangjing International Airport is not so big!

Due to the remote geographical location, it is only crowded when students are on vacation every year, and it is basically closed in normal times. If it is for profit, I am afraid that the institution that invests in it will lose its pants. Only the surreal existence of the academy can be sustained.

"Welcome to Arger Airport, with regular flights to major national and international city airports. All students can book a return ticket here free of charge. The airport is still protected by the Academy's rules, which prohibit any attack. In addition, students are requested not to trust strangers and to protect their personal information......"

The airport broadcast is constantly repeated.

Hu Siming, who came here for the first time, inevitably felt a little curious, and while listening to the radio, he followed the flow of people into the waiting hall under the guidance of the ground staff.

These ground crews are uniformly dressed in black uniforms issued by the college. You can know that most of them have the strength of ordinary level lv1 and lv2, and they are all students who were expelled from the academy after the unified examination. In order to cover the secrets of the college, this airport of Nuoda, from the crew to the ground support to the security, is all under the control of the college. As for the more advanced ones, it is estimated that people from the academy are also taking over to prevent travel and adventure travelers from entering by mistake, shielding aerial reconnaissance, and obstructing satellite monitoring.

Compared with such a pervasive behemoth, the common behind-the-scenes groups and organizations in conspiracy theory movies are simply weak!

The moment he stepped into the huge waiting hall, Hu Siming vaguely felt that someone seemed to be looking at him. Somewhat sensitive, he immediately looked in the direction of his intuition. It's just that there are too many students returning from here, and no matter how good his eyes are, he can't find the target in the first place.

Maybe it's a mistake?

In the next process of booking air tickets, Hu Siming looked very relaxed, but he kept his vigilance in his heart, but the feeling of being stared at was never felt again.

It seems that I really have a lot of heart.

Four hours later, Hu Siming's plane landed at Zhonghai International Airport.

The previous Arger Airport, although already in the real world, is actually a real college territory. Zhonghai Airport is different, in this incomparably prosperous place, Hu Siming finally feels the familiar atmosphere that belongs to the real world. Fashionably dressed beautiful girls, business people carrying suitcases ready for a business trip, third-rate celebrities who have just stepped off the plane, and even tour groups carrying flags. All kinds of people made Hu Siming suddenly have a sense of intimacy.

The fierce competition of academies and the new world full of dangers are certainly eye-opening, but in the end, they are still built on the real world.

It seems to be nice to come back once in a while to take a break.

It's just that after lining up this lively flow of people and coming out of the airport alone, Hu Siming was a little confused for a while. There are not many relatives at home, and they are on business trips all year round, so they don't need their original jobs. With superhuman force, do you still need to live the ordinary life that you used to have? If nothing else, this $1 million scholarship alone is enough for him to squander for a long time.

So, do you want to find a place to eat, travel to famous attractions, find a few beautiful girls to play, or find a dojo to continue training your basic skills?

All kinds of plans came up one after another. But in the end, he decided to go home and rest for a few days, and then decide slowly.

His hometown, Pingcheng, is not far from Zhonghai, an international city, less than 200 kilometers. Of course, the scale cannot be compared with Zhonghai, it is an ordinary third-tier town. After finding a nearby bank, Hu Siming verified the long list of numbers on the card, and then exchanged the US dollars for huàn and casually withdrew a few thousand yuan.

After having the money, Hu Siming got on the shuttle bus to Pingcheng.

Although it is not impossible to buy a new car on the spot and drive it back, after all, the rich and handsome are all played like this, and they look very forced. But unfortunately, Hu Siming's driving level is really bad. Although with his physical attributes, ordinary car accidents no longer pose a threat, it is better to do less of such immoral things as road killers.

Just as the bus was about to depart, another person came up on the shuttle.

Because it was not early, and the destination Pingcheng was a small county, there were not many people in the car, and there were still half of the vacant seats. But the capable man with the briefcase who came up glanced at the carriage casually, and sat down beside him quietly.

"Chen Feng's people are already eyeing you!"

Under the cover of the roar of the Chinese and Pakistan engines, he said a word in a voice that only Hu Siming could hear.

"Chen Feng!?"

This familiar name made Hu Siming stunned. It's the real world, not the academy. Could this strange man be the wrong person, or something else?

After a moment's hesitation, he dismissed these thoughts.

This person is here for himself!

Hu Siming resisted the idea of grabbing him and questioning, but pretended to look at the scenery outside the car window and asked, "Who are you? How do you know Chen Feng?"

"Listen, I'm from the Zero Wind Office, an organization formed spontaneously by students who were expelled from the academy. Whether it's a mercenary or a private detective, it's up to you. An old employer of ours hired me to remind you of something. When you were at Arger Airport, a student named Chen Feng was already eyeing you. Once you find the right opportunity, you will probably be attacked. If you think you can't beat it, find a way to get out. ”

The news about Chen Feng made Hu Siming extremely surprised, and he also had strong doubts, and asked, "Who is your employer?"

The man took out the water cup from his briefcase, unscrewed it and took a sip, and said without a trace: "If you can kill Chen Feng, you will naturally know." If you can't do it, nothing happens today, and I haven't been here - by the way, don't think you'll know more by threatening me. We just collect money to do things, and on weekdays, we are contacted by a special contact person issued by the college. I don't know what the employer looks like. ”

Being able to name Arger Airport proves that this person must be a cadet. Hu Siming threw out a probe on him and found that he actually had the strength of lv4 and four low-level treasures on his body.

Among the freshmen who have been dismissed, this level and equipment can already wrestle with some agents with the lowest strength.

Of course, considering that after the students returned to the real world, there was still some room for improvement in strength, Hu Siming suspected that he was likely to find a way to improve in the real world after being dismissed. After frowning and pondering for a moment, Hu Siming asked, "Won't the academy arrange a job for you?"

The man's slightly invisible chin said: "That's true, but counting on that general point, I want to be promoted to ordinary level lv10 and sit in the position of secret service director, I don't know what year it will take." Therefore, many secret services have private work in private. As long as it does not violate the iron rules of the academy and does not directly participate in the attacks on students and their families, the academy generally turns a blind eye. ”

"I see. ”

After chatting with him for a while, Hu Siming gained a lot of knowledge, but he didn't expect that there were so many secret services in the real world. He thought for a moment and asked, "How much does it usually cost to hire you?"

The man glanced at him and said softly, "In principle, no real-world currency is accepted. Other universal points, consumable potions, and even low-level artifacts can be used as payment methods. Of course, if someone is willing to give up high-grade treasures, it is even better, and they can't ask for it. In terms of employment price, it depends on the specific situation, and there is no fixed market. Like this time, it would have been enough to talk to you about 20 generic points, but if it involves a lv8 repeater, the price will at least more than double. ”

With that, he sent a trade request to Hu Siming.

Receiving the prompt that the school emblem popped up, Hu Siming couldn't help but be stunned: "What does this mean?"

The man looked at him with dignity and said, "You want a commission! The employer kindly reminds you that you are in danger, do you still want people to pay for it?"

"Do you want me to pay for it?"

Hu Siming sighed, not knowing what to say. After confirming the other party's eyes, he asked, "How much?"

The man had a smile on his face and quoted, "Chenghui, 50 universal points!"

"If you want 50 generic points with a word, it's too pitiful, right?" Hu Siming's eyes widened, and he asked, "Is there any such work?"

"Boss, don't make trouble!" The man was also helpless, and said, "After all, we are taking on private work, and we take a lot of risks." In case it is exposed, and the academy finds out that he is privately involved in the private fights of the students in the school, the salary will be deducted at the least, and the school emblem will be directly deprived and the memory will be erased - the academy is much more harsh on us than for you. ”

said so, but Hu Siming still didn't want to give GM points directly. He thought for a moment and took out the only small bottle of ointment that was left before.

When he first entered the school, the small ointment that could restore fù50 health was not bad for him. But now, with a total of 385 HP, and the Horn of Sacred Destruction and the Cloak of Shadows, this little ointment is a bit insufficient. During the final exam, he also specially prepared a lower-level life mixture, but unfortunately he didn't use it.

Now, it's time to replace this useless little ointment.

"Yes!"

The man often seems to encounter the exchange of goods, not only has no objection, but is quite welcome: "The list of redemption provided by the academy to us is more expensive than yours. Although the small ointment doesn't mean much to me, I can actually earn a few more generic points by selling it. ”