Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Chen Zhao glanced at the people around him and grasped the ball with his left hand.

The pointer shot up instantly, 205.

Everyone was a little surprised, they thought Chen Zhao would be much taller than them.

But the number of 205 was lower than they expected.

"Why only 205?"

"yes."

Chen Zhao's combat effectiveness is undoubtedly much higher than them.

But the magic power is not much higher than them.

"President, put both hands up and give it a try."

Chen Zhao thought for a moment and put his right arm up.

In an instant, the pointer jumped again, directly breaking through the upper limit of 500.

Everyone instantly became uproar.

Sure enough, Chen Zhao's real strength is much higher than them.

"President, let me change it again."

"Don't worry, now that we can get the exact magic value, we will use this value to conduct a level assessment." Chen Zhao said: "Then we will issue each of them a certificate or badge that can prove their level. "

"Then we will divide it into five levels: A, B, C, D, and E." West said directly: "Those with a magic value below 100 are the lowest level E. For every 100 magic values, it will go up one level. The president must be the highest A-level."

If you want to calculate it this way, except for Chen Zhao, in the entire Supernatural Association, only Bill is D-level, and the others are all E-level.

Others were indifferent, but Jolene Nash was very unhappy.

She had always thought highly of herself, but it turned out that she was at the lowest level like everyone else.

"Okay, that's it." Chen Zhao was also very casual. Anyway, he just needed to come up with a standard.

"So what kind of logo? Get a card?" West asked.

"No, if you get a card, when psychics meet in the future, they won't be able to know each other's identity and level intuitively. When they meet in the future, they will take out a card from each other, hello, I am a D-level psychic, hello, I I’m a B-level psychic, please give me some advice, don’t you feel awkward?”

"Then what are you doing? Do you want to make a pin? The pin hanging on the chest seems quite awkward."

"Make a ring." Chen Zhao said.

"Ah? When making a ring, if it is made of ordinary metal, it will greatly affect the release of magic power, but if it is made of magic metal, it will be too expensive."

Chen Zhao's heart moved. He had quite a lot of materials.

They were all obtained from hell. Chen Zhao directly took out more than a dozen kinds of metals from hell.

Everyone looked surprised when they saw Chen Zhao pulling out so much metal out of thin air.

They didn't understand where Chen Zhao put the metal.

"Look at which of these metals can be used to make rings without affecting them."

"There are a lot of magic metals, but what are these metals made of? Why have I never heard of them?" Both Qiurage and Batilu know something about magic materials.

But what Chen Zhao brought out was unheard of.

"You don't have to think about where these come from." Chen Zhao said calmly: "Just treat these metals as my donation to the association."

After Chen Zhao became the president of the association, he basically made no contribution.

Consider this time a contribution to the association.

Anyway, there is little chance of using these magic metals on your body.

Might as well donate it to the association.

"President, can we use these metals at will?" Qiurage looked at Chen Zhao with bright eyes: "Many of these magic metals can be used to make magic weapons."

"Okay, ask West for approval when you want to use it."

"President, if someone wants to do a level assessment, how will we charge?"

"The price is one thousand dollars, plus a corresponding level ring as a gift."

“Will anyone come to us for a grade assessment?”

"I don't know, you go do some promotion."

Chen Zhao just said it casually anyway, and it's not like he wanted to promote it himself.

The mouth is open at the top, and the legs are broken at the bottom. This is the truth.

West looked mournful. He had no choice but to make Chen Zhao the president.

And he was the one who invited Chen Zhao here himself.

"In addition, let's do a level evaluation for those evil spirits."

"..."

The Supernatural Association has been reorganizing its headquarters these two days, and Jurag has been improving the magic testing equipment.

And the upper limit of the testing instrument was raised to the previous level. The magic value of Chen Zhao's right arm was 615.

When Chen Zhao put his hands on it, his magic value reached 754.

Of course, the strength of magic power does not represent the actual combat effectiveness.

For example, take Jolene Nash, her personal level is E level and her magic value is 75, which is the middle level among the association members.

But her fighting ability is considered to be one of the more outstanding among the many members.

And Bill, he is the only D-class member.

But he only has ten seconds to be a real man, and after ten seconds he enters the drag mode.

…

"Chen, there is an ordinary customer, ten thousand dollars."

Now, the clients Ethan takes on for Chen Zhao are basically all paid more than 10,000 US dollars.

Don't think that ten thousand dollars is too small. In fact, most people in the United States do not earn ten thousand dollars in a month's salary.

Now Chen Zhao has passed the time when he needs to accumulate connections and reputation.

Chen Zhao received the address and went straight to the client's residence.

The client lives in an apartment building. The location here is quite good, and it can be seen that the client has a lot of money.

Chen Zhao arrived at the customer's door and knocked on the door.

A charming man wearing colorful clothes opened the door.

"Um...do you need a doctor?"

"It's me, you're the doctor." The man looked Chen Zhao up and down, seemed a little disdainful, and said strangely: "Come in."

As he spoke, the man turned around and walked in front, twisting his butt. Chen Zhao rubbed his forehead.

Chen Zhao does not exclude gays. For example, people like Robbio, who have different sexual orientations, are still masculine and upright, and will not be rejected by others.

But Chen Zhao really couldn't accept this, making him look so disgusting and disgusting.

Although how a person dresses up is his own business.

But people need to communicate after all, and it will inevitably have an impact on other people's vision and even psychology.

Chen Zhao entered the house and found that the apartment was a bit messy.

There were fabrics everywhere and lots of drawings scattered everywhere.

There are several workbenches across the living room, with many unfinished clothes on them.

"The things I have here are very valuable, you'd better keep your hands and feet clean." Sissy said.

Chen Zhao looked up and down, left and right, but didn't think there was anything valuable here.

"Excuse me, what's wrong with you?" Chen Zhao asked.

The man took off his hat, and Chen Zhao covered his mouth and almost stopped laughing.

This man looks fashionable, but he is actually bald.