Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 290 Copy Task
Cold-blooded, hypocritical, shameless, treacherous... Ren has now gradually turned into an old cunt.

War is a dirty game, and I'm a bright player.

If there is any difference between Rennes and "Ghost Hand" Marcello, it is that he has a bottom line, at least he will not be cut off from the human camp.

To a certain extent, they cherish their feathers more, or they are more hypocritical. No matter in which world, people are social animals.

What you have may not be a good reputation, a prestige or a bad reputation, but the reputation must not be bad, and the resume must be clean, at least on the surface.

Unless it is Long Aotian, don't think that a person can expose his cold-blooded and selfish face unscrupulously. Others are not fools, and no one will spoil you.

Referring to the earth, people who have been in prisons and have stains on their files may not be able to find better jobs after they get out of prison, let alone become big shots.

Hypocrisy or city government, a must-have skill for big shots.

Seeing that Sig agreed to the conditions and would take the blame for him in the future, Ren pretended to be sad and said very hypocritically:

"Oh, this is the price of growing up. I have gradually become the most hated person in my youth."

Suzanne pouted and glared at him: "Okay, don't make excuses, your heart is probably black if you dig it out."

Garcia also spread his hands: "The boss still pretends, and the ghosts who don't pretend have already grown grass on their graves."

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of Ren, who actually planned to kill Marcello in the name of justice.

Ren curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Do you know why justice can defeat evil?
Because 'good guys' can be meaner and more insidious than bad guys. Of course, you can say that they are smart, witty, decisive and brave, but it's just another word anyway.

Don't blame me, you really want to be moral, why are you still hugging my thigh?Gold coin, isn't it fragrant? "

Everyone rolled their eyes when they heard the words, Ren didn't talk too much, he waved at the confused people, opened the door, and walked outside.

The streets in the suburbs were a little deserted, the huge moon was hanging in the sky, and under the shadow of the whirling moon, he walked towards the apartment of the affair.

A refreshing evening breeze hit, and Ren couldn't help laughing at himself.

When I was young, I felt that I was unique and would become a great person, but when I grow up... I don't want to mention it.

He remembered that he had dreamed of being a hero, and even if he failed once, he still joined the Survey Corps in the world of giants.

In essence, he is still intoxicated by the lofty ideal of dedicating himself to mankind, and wants to become a noble and great hero.

And then, again, and again, and again, and again, nothing...

snort!
With a cold snort, to be honest, Ren hates his former self very much now, and he understands why Red A hates Shaoxia Emiya so much.

I was naive and naive back then, but now I really can't see it.

Ren walked quickly on the lonely street. In his heart, where he could not perceive, there was a completely independent different space.

A phantom clock-like pattern shimmers, with countless intricate patterns on it, all dim.

On the dial, there are four diamond-shaped scales, up, down, left, and right. When Rennes designed to kill Marcello, one lighted up.

When he robbed the Marquis of Clow and founded the Thorn Security Company, another one came on.

As if he had caught something, the pattern on the clock gradually flickered, and an undetectable fluctuation came out.

Lines of beating text flowed in the void, spanning endless time and space, as if communicating with a distant place.

'It's over, if this goes on, everyone will die. '

A young man looks desperate. The core of the power plant is about to melt down. This accident will kill many people.

However, with his strength alone, he couldn't get there. He prayed in his heart, calling for miracles.

Soon, the young man was overjoyed, because a miracle really happened, and the cold electronic sound echoed in his mind.

The price of the miracle was high, it was his life and identity, he still agreed, and in an instant, powerful power filled his whole body.

He went to the core alone to disintegrate, and in the end, successfully saved [-] surrounding residents.

Then, he lost consciousness, his body was surrounded by a blurred light, and his image gradually began to change.

It turned into a white-haired, slender, dark-skinned warrior in a red coat... In the end, everything stood still, as if frozen in this moment.

'The coordinates of different universes have been captured and positioned. '

'The invasion was successful, the origin of the world has been concealed, and the identity and carrier of the advent have been constructed. '

'Insufficient energy to shuttle. '

'This world will be saved and launched in the form of special tasks. '

Four pieces of information floated above the dial, and the cold electronic sound echoed in the different space. Then, all the patterns on the clock dimmed, and the four strings of words disappeared.

Only one sentence remained on the clock.

'Dungeon task one, to be opened. '

It seems that something went wrong. On the streets of Dilamo City, Ren didn't hear any notification sound, and he still went to the secret apartment on his own.

If he knew what happened, he would definitely yell at him. He has never seen such a cheating Goldfinger.

It's a pity that he didn't know it. He was still humming a ditty, and walked briskly to the stronghold of the Demon Hunter Association.

Walking into the first floor of the basement with ease, and pushing open the nanmu door, Ryan saw the landlady.

She changed into a messy afro hair style, her legs were crossed, and a pair of pink slippers on the soles of her feet were very aggressive.

Seeing Ren come in, Elena's thick lips moved, and she said in a loud voice: "Young man, are you going to steal graves again.

If there is any good corpse, come out and show it to my sister. "

She appreciates Ren very much. To be precise, the senior management of the association appreciates him very much. No one has arranged any tasks for him so far.

Ren heard the black thread and spread his hands: "I don't have that much free time, I go to archaeology every day."

To a certain extent, he was indeed fighting backwards. After all, Kuro was buried by him, and he dug it out again before he fell asleep.

"Young man, you are very lucky, the association has given you two years to enjoy the service without doing anything.

What's the matter?If it is called Liuying, it will be exempted, we do not provide that kind of service. ’ Elena laughed.

Rolling his eyes, Ren asked, "I want to hire a retired instructor from the hunting team to help me train my subordinates."

Elena let out a sigh, looked at him carefully, and reminded: "No problem, but it can only be a one-star instructor, and some training is kept secret."

The hunting team is one of the trump cards of the association, so there are naturally some things that cannot be made public.

"Okay, anyway, I can only afford the one-star team, and it's still a low-quality version." Ren muttered.

He continued to ask: "When will the person arrive? How much is the employment price?"

He didn't want to delay, everything was ready, and he had to recruit and train immediately.

With a mocking expression, Elena sneered and said, "Don't be so troublesome, that old pervert Randy Mike is coming soon, and he brought two Samsung hunting teams.

You can just ask him to borrow someone. The 7th game requires sweeping the defense line once a month, and it is hired at half price. I believe some people don't mind part-time jobs to earn some extra money. "

Randy Mike, a fourth-level high-ranking [Demon Hunting Master], is 96 years old this year and is from Faroran.

Ren was surprised. He didn't expect that the person leading the team was actually Randy, and he naturally knew this person.

He joined the association, which is the contract he drew up, providing half of the promotion resources, which is considered special preferential treatment.

"Alright, I want to see him too."

(End of this chapter)