At the counter of the Mercenary Association, several waitresses were chatting idly.

"Those young people were really unlucky enough to come and test them in person. ”

"Who says it's not, even our most powerful mercenary here couldn't get out of bed for several days because of his fight with the president. ”

"I really want to go and see how the test goes, I've heard a lot, if the president gets serious, the shot will be light or heavy. ”

"Wait, I guess the result will be soon. ”

Several waitresses laughed as they spoke.

At this moment, a young man slowly walked out of the stone hall and walked straight to the counter.

One of the waitresses recognized that this was the teenager who had planned to apply for the "teleportation code" and then go to the mercenary assessment.

"Hey, look, it's out!"

One of the waitresses pouted in the direction of the boy.

Everyone stopped discussing and turned their gaze away.

"Hey, it's strange, didn't this teenager also go to the mercenary test, how could he come out unharmed?"

"I think maybe the elder is not interested in him, or this teenager is not really participating!"

"This young man only went in later, and it is estimated that he ran out in advance after seeing what happened to several other people. ”

At this, several waitresses laughed again.

It's not that I laughed at the boy's timidity, but I felt that the boy's mood at this time must be very complicated.

"It's a pity for such a nice dress. ”

Dongfang Xiuzhe glanced at the sleeve of his shirt that had been torn open, sighed, then took it off and threw it into a garbage can, flipped his wrist, and took out a new one from the ring.

"That old man, it's really good enough!"

Thinking of the battle just now. The corners of Dongfang Xiuzhe's mouth suddenly curved a little.

The battle with the old man. Although he lost a good dress. But that's nothing compared to the harvest.

Using the Yin and Yang Eyes, he successfully stole the old man's best moves, and in this battle. His comprehension of the Outer Dao Divine Skills has taken a step further.

walked straight to the counter, put his arm on the counter, and said to the waitress with a somewhat shocked expression: "I have successfully passed the mercenary assessment, please help me go through the relevant procedures." ”

Hear him say that. Several waitresses were visibly stunned.

"You said you passed the mercenary assessment?"

One of the waitresses asked in a surprised tone.

Just now, a few of them thought that this teenager had automatically abstained from the assessment, but now they heard the news that the teenager had successfully passed the assessment, how could they not be surprised.

Several people looked at the young man in front of them with strange eyes, the young man had no scars on his body, his breathing was very steady, and he couldn't even tell that he had fought with someone.

"Could it be that the tester who tested this teenager wasn't the president?"

Several people looked at each other, thinking that this was very possible.

"Congratulations on passing the assessment, whoever gives me the transcript of the assessment, I will help you go through the mercenary procedures immediately. ”

The waitress who had received Dongfang Xiuzhe before said with a smile.

"Your president is really good enough, it took me a lot of effort to pass his test. ”

Dongfang Xiuzhe said as he put the report card on the counter.

This transcript was filled out for him by the old man himself. Thinking of the old man's extremely reluctant expression at that time, Dongfang Xiuzhe still felt a little funny.

"What. You...... You said you fought with our president?"

The waitress's outstretched hand suddenly froze on the transcript, and she looked at Dongfang Xiuzhe with an unbelievable look.

Who doesn't know, fighting with their president, in the end, few can walk off the stone intact.

"Don't you know that the old man is the president?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled.

"No, no, I didn't mean that, I beg your pardon for being curious, you really fought with our president, and you also passed the test along the way?"

"Am I going to lie to you, this transcript was filled out by your president himself, I believe you should be able to distinguish the real from the fake!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe stretched out his hand and pointed to the report card in front of the counter.

The waitress hurriedly picked up the report card with her dangling hand, and when her eyes fell on the unique seal, her body couldn't help but tremble.

It's the president's seal, and you can't go wrong!

This report card has three pages, on which is written the name, age, test content, results achieved, and evaluation given by Dongfang Xiuzhe.

Several other waitresses, who couldn't hold back the curiosity in their hearts, stretched their necks and came over.

Although this kind of behavior is a bit abrupt and unprofessional, there are no leaders watching at this time, and they are too curious, so they can't care about any rules and regulations. The rules are not on the private chat, and they haven't stopped for a long time.

"Really, it's really a handwritten transcript from the president, oh my God, how did you do that?"

Looking at the bright red seal that looked like a fake, several waitresses couldn't help but cover their mouths with their hands, this incident was too shocking for them.

From the moment they came to work here, they had never heard of anything like it.

Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled faintly, and didn't explain to these curious eldest sisters, but just said, "Go back and ask your president!"

"Ah~~~!"

At this moment, one of the waitresses, as if frightened by something, let out a scream.

Everyone stared at her with strange eyes, including Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"You...... Look!"

The screaming waitress suddenly reached out with a trembling hand and pointed to a spot on the report card.

Several other colleagues followed her fingers, but for a moment, their mouths opened wide in surprise.

"No way, it's absolutely impossible!"

"This must be a mistake!"

"Oh my God, how could this happen!"

After a brief moment of stunnedness, the waitresses suddenly began to talk to themselves.

Dongfang Xiuzhe raised his feet and glanced at it, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"Excuse me, aren't you registering as a mercenary for the first time today?"

The atmosphere that was lively just now changed in an instant. A waitress stared at Dongfang Xiuzhe with a stern expression. The look was like that of a police officer staring at a suspect.

Nodding. Dongfang Xiuzhe asked in surprise, "Is there any problem?"

"The question is very strict!" the waitress said as she turned the report card in a different direction, then pointed to one of the columns and said, "How can a mercenary who has just registered become a 'ground level mercenary' all of a sudden." Can you explain?"

It turned out to be for this, Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled faintly and said, "This is what your president personally promised, saying that if you can hurt him." Grant me the title of 'Ground Mercenary'!"

After listening to his explanation, several waitresses were dumbfounded again.

If it were their president, it would be really possible to say such a thing, because the president had done it before, but no one had ever succeeded.

However, the young man in front of him said this, did he injure the president?

Thinking of this, several people looked at Dongfang Xiuzhe again, this time very carefully.

However, no matter how they looked at it, they couldn't see that this boy had any special abilities. They can even be injured by the president of the mercenary association, who is recognized as the number one monster!

It can't be, it can't happen!

Several people didn't believe it. They decided to go and ask the president to talk about it themselves.

And just then, their president walked out.

By the old man's side, there were also two test officers. And behind the three of them, the ten young men who came out and supported each other.

Looking at the miserable appearance of these ten young people, it is very similar to having fought with the president, all of them are scarred and listless!

"President, you're here just in time!"

Seeing the old man, several waitresses immediately stood up and returned to their respective posts.

"Isn't it about the 'Ground Mercenaries'?"

The old man walked over as he spoke, and if he looked closely, he would see that there was a wound on his wrinkled old face that had not yet healed.

The waitress was stunned, she didn't expect the president to know about it.

"I licensed it, just handle it for him!"

The old man continued, his eyes turning to Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"Look, I'll just say it!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled at the stiff waitress, and then urged, "Hurry up, I've wasted a lot of time." ”

The other waitresses, although they returned to their respective posts, kept their ears on the movement here, and a pair of eyes aimed at them from time to time.

When they heard what the president had just said, they were all stunned, they didn't expect this unbelievable thing to be true!

"This ...... It's your mercenary badge, and your ......"

After the relevant formalities were completed, the waitress said tremblingly as she handed over the things in her hand to Dongfang Xiuzhe's hand.

For these things that symbolized identity, Dongfang Xiuzhe only looked at them slightly, and then threw them all into the ring.

"Okay, now apply for the 'teleportation code' for me, I shouldn't have to wait any longer, right?" asked Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"Give him a 'coder'!" the old man suddenly interjected.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't know what the "code instrument" was, but he soon knew.

The so-called "Messenger" is a magical communication instrument that may receive information, it is not large, only the size of a palm, rectangular in shape, black throughout, with a metallic luster, and covered with dense magic lines.

According to the waitress's introduction, if there is a specified message, it will be displayed directly on this "code machine".

Generally speaking, there will be a delay of one to two days for the transmitted information, but because Dongfang Xiuzhe is already a "ground-level mercenary", the maximum delay of the message will not exceed one hour.

This kind of thing is useless for short-distance communication, but it is very convenient for long-distance communication.

Later, the waitress handed Dongfang Xiuzhe a card with a string of characters, which was his proprietary "transmission code". (To be continued.) )