I'm not a dark ultra warrior

Chapter 11 Banknote Ability and Super Rationality

Lighting skills are different from fighting, you can't memorize them abruptly with your body, and the progress in one night is quite slow.

There wasn't even a light, let alone training with a fixed target or a moving target.

Just before dawn, Josta proposed to exercise with Nexus.

Instigated by Jonias, Nexus also nodded in agreement.

Josta's fighting imitated Jonas, every punch was full of strength, and every heavy and sharp attack would stir up large pieces of light particles.

Compared with Nexus in the red youth state, Josta has an overwhelming advantage physically.

It's not just the transcendence in terms of strength, Josta is not in the form of sacrificing speed like holding a tower to satisfy hunger, and the speed also surpasses Nexus.

But no matter how powerful the force was when it hit Nexus' body, it seemed as if he had been punched into the mud.

That body seemed to never fall down, standing like a mountain, the expression in those pure white eyes did not change at all, even if it was knocked down occasionally, it could stand up quickly.

Nexus can always resist the attack and organize wave after wave of counterattacks.

As the battle time passed, the redness of Nexus' whole body seemed to be on fire, and his fighting spirit never faded.

After being punched in the face by Nexus again, Josta had to admit that if it wasn't for his strong muscles, he would have been laid down long ago.

Although he was not raped, the Nexus Armor also gave him a few ruthless blows, which made him feel a little painful.

"As expected of Nexus." As the words fell, the morning sun also rose.

Even though he failed in the battle with Nexus, Zhou Hong was in a good mood, and even hummed the tune of "Heroes" softly while cooking rice porridge.

Although it doesn't mean that he has learned the will of Nexus, but the skill of using the weak against the strong is really eye-catching.

A song suddenly sang in the usually quiet morning. Grandma glanced at Zhou Hong in surprise, with a smile on her face, "Ah Hong, what good happened yesterday?"

"Did you meet the girl you like?"

Zhou Hong put down the bowl in his hand and waved his hands again and again, "What, grandma, I'm just a brick mover, who would fall in love with me?"

"I'm just happy for a friend."

Regarding Zhou Hong and Uncle Li's strange friends, Grandma said that she was not surprised, and she didn't want to know so much when she was older.

Grandma glanced at the clear sky, and then at Zhou Hong who was still chewing slowly. Normally, he would go to work after wolfing down his food.

Are you not working today?

Grandma's sight was not covered in any way, Zhou Hong naturally saw the doubt in her eyes.

He scratched his head and explained, "Maybe in the future, I shouldn't go to work or something."

Once you hear this, it's worth it.

Grandma immediately put down the chopsticks in her hand and began to mutter, "How can I do that? It's hard to find girls. If you don't work and stay at home all the time, can I still hold my grandson?"

The care of the elderly overflows from the words.

Zhou Hong scratched his head, "I went out with Uncle Li last night and made a fortune that I can never spend in my life."

Grandma patted the table, "If you don't make friends, who will know you even if you are a billionaire?"

This is also the reason for thinking about it, not because of why the girl should not be picked up. This is not what the righteous giant of light thinks.

It's not a problem to move bricks and not see girls all day long. I want to find a job where I can exercise and see girls.

Light training at night can enhance physical fitness, but if you exercise during the day, wouldn't it be double the happiness.

Coincidentally, there was another broadcast on TV that TPC needs to recruit people.

Very good, it's up to you, TPC's logistics department, and all the work of moving the sundries will be handed over to me.

After bidding farewell to his grandmother, Zhou Hong arrived at a TPC recruitment site.

How should I put it, there are a little few people, or there are no people at all.

The recruited tpc support staff was bored with the iron, and couldn't get any more energy when they saw Zhou Hong.

"Here is the form, just fill it out."

Zhou Hong is a little strange, obviously recruiting people, why does Mao's staff look so relaxed?

"Anyway, if you look at the form, you will probably leave, so I won't pour you tea." The guy in the blue overalls looked hopeless, and he was still muttering, "Damn it for pulling me here as a pawn." It’s a recruitment process, and I haven’t seen anyone for two days.”

Zhou Hong picked up the form in his hand and looked at it.

That's fine, most of it speaks to reality.

Why are you afraid of monsters? You need to transfer people when monsters appear, and sometimes you need to help the winning team pull monsters, and clean up monster corpses.

Anyway, it is a job that can be done by an individual, that is, a job that may only be done once.

He left a signature on the form that he thought he was extremely free and easy, and wrote money and strength on the merits, and handed it back to the staff member.

All of a sudden, the staff members became refreshed. He looked at it and said, "Everyone is afraid of monsters, and even a group of people left the TPC Far East headquarters."

"You're the bravest thing I've ever seen."

"Of course, I'm super brave." Zhou Hong replied naturally.

People who dare to face monsters, who is not brave?

"Fools! Bravery is necessary, but too much bravery is stupidity."

Zhou Hong rolled up his sleeves to show him what it means to be brave, but the regret and unconcealable sadness in the eyes of the man in front of him made him decide to postpone the meal.

He looked at the form in his hand, and he was still stuck on the advantages.

"What kind of advantage is it that you are rich, be serious to me!"

"I have more than a billion."

The staff looked at the young man with a look of despair. At his current age, the money he earned probably wasn't a fraction of this man's?

"Then how strong is this one? How much strength is it?"

Zhou Hong looked around, chose the solid wood table in front of him, and picked it up with one hand.

The shadow of the table blocked the sunlight, and he looked at Zhou Hong, who raised the table with one hand and looked relaxed, and he roughly understood that he had met a baby.

"Very good! Very energetic, you have been admitted to our recruit team."

"Recruit team? Isn't this the logistics department recruiting new recruits?"

"When did I say that this is the logistics department recruiting new people?"

Zhou Hong opened his legs and was about to leave, but his right leg was hugged by him.

Barely took a few steps, and directly dragged the person who was leaning on him away.

"Let go!"

"I do not!"

"Don't think I don't beat people."

"You are my teammate that Xibi Gangzhu recognizes. Even if you drag me out of the way for ten miles and beat me unconscious, I won't let you run away!"

"What did you say your name is?"

"Xibigang help!"

(End of this chapter)