Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 389 Embers of the Past ([-])

Ron was a little bored and sat alone in the corner, looking at the headquarters of the containment agency where there were not many people.

He found that he and these investigators didn't have any common topics at all. After all, he had just entered the extraordinary world, and he was really a newbie who didn't know anything.

But he could vaguely feel the vigilance of these investigators towards him, which made him a little strange, why are they wary of him?
He is just a first-order transcendent, do we need to be vigilant?

Ron naturally didn't know that these investigators were wary of him because of Wu Mingkong. He didn't know that Wu Mingkong's identity would be a containment object in the containment agency. Of course, he didn't have the concept of a containment object now.

He only thought that those items with magical abilities were the masterpieces of some extraordinary people.

"Director, how's the situation inside?" Simon Duncan couldn't help asking Hobbs White, the chief financial officer who was waiting outside with him.

"How do I know, just wait, I guess there's nothing wrong, the atmosphere felt good when I brought that person in." Hobbs White replied angrily, how could he know the situation inside.

A ninth-level true god in the world, and a taboo-level containment object.

If you really want to fight inside and restrain yourself intentionally, you won't be able to see the situation at all.

Don't look at him as an eighth-level demigod, but compared to the head of the chief and Wu Mingkong, that's really nothing.

Hobbs White even wondered if it was just a matter of one finger when the commander-in-chief wanted to kill him. He had never realized the gap between him and the commander-in-chief.

Ron naturally heard what the two of them said, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he was a little strange. Why did the meeting of two big men bring up the atmosphere?
Could it be that the two big men didn't deal with each other?
Otherwise, how could it be related to the atmosphere.

Is it because of this that the investigators are wary of him?
Although Ron's guess is somewhat inconsistent with the situation, it is generally not a problem.

"You guys go away first, it's nothing serious."

The voice of the director general came from the office, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this matter should be resolved, but why didn't the taboo-level containment come out?
Could it be that it was destroyed by the director general?

For a while, there were all kinds of guesses.

However, when the conversation between Wu Mingkong and the director general came, things became even weirder.

"Ron, you kid, first experience a few days in the containment agency. I need to chat with the chief of the chief for a few more days. Can you help me, chief of the chief?"

"It's a small matter, Simon. Anyway, there is Nicole in Baia City, and you still have something to do here. You can take that kid with you for a few days, and you will go back together when the time comes."

What is this?

Although Simon Duncan was a little puzzled, was the communication between the director general and Wu Mingkong really that speculative?
"Yes, Chief." No matter how he guessed, Simon Duncan had to take this matter to the next level. After all, it was a task arranged by the Chief. The newcomer Xiaobai in the profession is a bit overqualified.

"That's troublesome. You just let him practice to death. Let him do whatever is dangerous or difficult. As long as you hold your breath, I can pull him back." After Simon Duncan answered, Wu Mingkong added One sentence.

For a moment, everyone looked at Ron strangely. You are really unlucky, and you have such an unlucky brother. It is obvious that you are going to die.

They didn't question Wu Mingkong's words. He was a taboo-level containment, and it was just a matter of moving his fingers if he really wanted to kill him. This kind of tossing Ron was obviously to make him grow up quickly.

Of course, these are the thoughts of other people, even the head of the chief bureau.

But in fact, Wu Mingkong's real idea is to kill him, very simple.

It would be even better if he didn't die. Wu Mingkong would be even happier if there were any adventures during the period that would lead to a surge in strength, incomplete job completion, and the like.

Doesn't this prove that there must be something wrong with this product, so it is worth the money.

"Where should I bother you to take action, draw 100 million points from my account, and use it as a logistics for this kid, Simon, just watch and deal with it."

Things are even more surprising. This is 100 million points. Except for the superhumans above the sixth level, this is basically an astronomical figure for the vast majority of investigators in the containment agency.

But on the surface, no one is jealous of jealousy. There are a lot of envy, even if there is, they dare not show it, and basically hide it in their hearts.

It is only human nature not to suffer from scarcity but to suffer from inequality.

"Yes, the chief of the chief." Simon Duncan was also frightened by the chief of the chief. Although 100 million points are just a drop in the bucket for him, the chief of the branch, these are also based on the fact that he is a seventh-level extraordinary person. In terms of identity, a first-order transcendent who has obtained 100 million points from the containment agency can be described as getting rich.

Although the 100 million points were transferred to his account, they were not directly given to Ron. After all, Ron is not an investigator under the containment agency. Naturally, he does not have an account with the containment agency. It is reasonable to transfer it to his account.

Not to mention that Simon Duncan doesn't look down on the 100 million points at all, and the other is the order of the head of the chief, so he will naturally not embezzle money or be greedy.

"Let's go, kid, you're so lucky." Simon Duncan slapped Ron on the shoulder, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

From escaping from the dead to meeting Wu Mingkong, to being appreciated and getting 100 million points, these 100 million points are enough for him to become a fifth-order superhuman smoothly along the way. Of course, the premise is that his professional star track ceremony is complete.

It's a pity that it's only incomplete, not only the first order, but even the first order part is incomplete.

Simon Duncan slapped Ron with his slap. Although he restrained most of it, the strength of the seventh-order transcendent still made Ron grin his teeth in pain, but it didn't matter, although he didn't know the value of the 100 million points. Geometry, but he knew that he must be well-developed, so the smile on his face was very bright.

"Don't have fun, practice with me for a while, and when you cry, I will arrange for you to go out and practice, good luck Ron." Simon Duncan also saw his silly Ron.

"Yes, Uncle Simon." Ron said energetically, he felt that he was heading towards a bright future.

But in the eyes of Simon Duncan, this kid is probably heading towards a bad future, the kind of bad life without a good life.

(End of this chapter)