The Fourth Disaster: You Said The Human Race Is Weak In The Interstellar Space?

The thief wiped her face which was covered with saliva.

She smiled bitterly.

Damn it.

In the offline society, it was fine to be scolded by the interviewer when applying for a job.

Now, playing a game, after finally becoming an interviewer, I still have to be scolded by the interviewee.

The point is.

Good guy.

This mouthful of saliva sprayed out like a faucet.

"No, brother, we are recruiting people to go to Blue Star to be teachers for the tribe. You really don't meet our standards."

Wei Yuan specifically explained it when he left.

The teacher of Guwu will be selected by the human race.

This time, when we came to the central galaxy, the players were asked to choose four positions: weapon master, mental power controller, forging master and mecha master.

They will be brought back to Blue Star to train the players.

But the cyclops that the thief was interviewing came to interview a mental power controller.

He said that their cyclops tribe has a unique talent for mental power.

His mental power level is very high, and his gene lock has been unlocked to level five, so he is very strong.

He was very proud during the interview.

But when the oil thief asked him how he wanted to train low-level warriors.

This guy said that mental power is innate, and their Cyclops clan is born with strong mental power. If mental power needs to be trained, it is no different from trash.

Hearing this.

The oil thief also knew that this guy didn't know how to teach at all.

Knowing it yourself and teaching others are two completely different things!

"No, anyway, I'm here, and no one is stronger than me on this field. If you don't hire me, hum!"

The Cyclops' fists were clenched.

He looked at the oil thief threateningly.

Several level 2 genetic warriors were pulled out to be interviewers.

The person who posted the recruitment information should not be that strong.

And they are all humans.

The human race has long been defeated.

The weak race has few people, not to mention a few peerless strongmen.

The Cyclops knew it very well.

If the other party is a strong man, then he might be more restrained.

But now he is facing a group of small characters who are only level 2.

Humph.

The Cyclops knows that he is not suitable for this position at all.

But.

The salary is high.

The salary of a mental trainer can actually be 200,000 star coins a month.

200,000.

It makes more money than going to the interstellar to hunt star beasts.

It's still a job that doesn't require you to put your head on the belt.

A safe group.

"I can come to apply for the job because I give you face. You'd better not be shameless."

If it were in normal times.

These level 2 gene warriors don't even have the qualifications to talk to him.

Dare to reject him now?

Even if he doesn't get the job in this interview, he has to get this job of 200,000 a month.

"Fuck, you, are you trying to force a sale?"

The oil thief was really angry.

She slapped the table with a slap.

Then the next second, she was slapped out with a big slap.

Instantly.

The oil thief was stuck to the wall.

Blood covered his face.

Everything in front of him turned red.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, my health!!!"

The oil thief screamed heartbreakingly.

His health suddenly dropped by half.

He had already lost a lot of health on the starship.

At this moment, his HP is almost at the bottom!

I'm going to die!!!

I'm going to die!!!

I won't kick him out of the dungeon!

The oil-stealing woman trembled all over.

This is the opportunity he exchanged for his dignity and face!

"Heh, this is the fate of disobeying me." After the Cyclops slapped the man, he looked at the other four people who came over with a proud and contemptuous look.

The other interviewers left temporarily after seeing someone making trouble.

Xingchen frowned and drew out her two swords.

This guy is very strong!

Terribly strong!

Her eyes fell on the information that the other party gave to the oil-stealing woman.

Level 5!

Level 5 gene warrior.

"Are you going to be our enemy?" An Zhongqi pressed down the Tang sword in Xingchen's hand.

He walked forward with a calm expression.

In fact, he was still a little panicked. Brother Yuan asked them to deal with this matter themselves.

That means there is no danger.

Obviously, the other party is also reasonable.

Secretly begging frantically in his mind to think about what to do.

They definitely can't beat this guy.

But if he died now.

The dungeon probably can't be brushed.

According to the nature of this game planner.

If the dungeon is not beaten, there will probably be no similar opportunity in the future.

He looked at the thief who was still trying to pick herself off the wall with some teeth sour.

But since the task has already started, if such a guy is recruited.

Brother Yuan will definitely not be satisfied.

"I didn't kill him, he is still hanging on." The Cyclops said proudly,

"In fact, as long as you hire me, it will be fine. Otherwise, I don't know if I can remember to leave a survivor next time I take action."

Threat.

Naked threat.

This time, it was not only Xingchen's face that turned cold.

All the players looked at the Cyclops with disgust.

"Fuck, an NPC is so disgusting?"

"Villain, this guy is definitely a villain, he must be killed!" Macabaka gritted his teeth.

Although I know this is a game.

But the sense of immersion is too strong.

Being threatened by an NPC like this, as a player.

Can you bear it?

Do you play games to make yourself suffer?

"Even if this copy can't be downloaded, I have to pee on this bitch's face!" The thief limped down from the wall.

"Fuck, I can't swallow this breath."

He roared and rushed forward with low health.

Secret begging had no time to stop him, Fengchuipi and Makabaka had already rushed up.

As for Xingchen.

This big guy had already taken up the double swords.

"Hey, I really am!" Secret begging hadn't finished a sentence yet. Seeing that they all rushed, could he continue to speak here?

"Damn, wait for me!"

Seeing five people rushing towards him at the same time.

The Cyclops smiled contemptuously.

"Ridiculous, ants."

Even if he stood there, he let them do it.

These five ants couldn't break his defense.

"Hmph, since you are job applicants, I will let you fight for a few minutes!"

He really crossed his arms and sneered at the oil thief who rushed to the front.

"Trash, if you hit me and the backlash of power is killed by yourself, don't blame me!"

"Although this bitch is disgusting, his taunting is not good enough!" The oil thief spat.

"You said it yourself, you stood still and let us hit you!"

The oil thief unbuttoned his pants.