Chapter 67 The hand of the cafeteria aunt is the strongest abnormal object
"It's because I'm not strong enough yet, so I have to get my own power as soon as possible. This is the reason why I didn't choose the second option."
After frankly admitting to the "dish" evaluation, Leon responded with a serious face: "The abnormal object created by the second option is a consumable type, and it is not my own strength. When it is used up, everything will be lost." No more, and it can only be effective for targets who recognize the value of the Golden Wheel... By the way, do you still remember the tasks you asked me to choose before? "
Blood rain that killed thousands of animals to death, behemoths that were five meters tall, sea dwellers living underwater, sand maggots that could hollow out a mountain...
After recalling the tasks listed by the red-haired director before, Leon said helplessly:
"Almost none of the mission targets you listed for me accept gold wheels. Only the sea people still recognize gold, but they also have their own currency and may not fully recognize the value of gold wheels. Whether the second abnormality is effective or not is still two questions. explain.
Of course, I can also be like Emma-senpai and only accept missions that I am confident of dealing with, and specifically look for enemies who recognize the value of the golden wheel as opponents. But if I make a mistake in judgment, my strongest abnormality will be directly destroyed.
The power gained from the third option truly belongs to me. It can be effective in almost all situations. At worst, it can help me save my life and escape. So why wouldn’t I choose this? "
"..."
Looking at the red-haired director who looked enlightened and calmed down again, Leon thought about it and swallowed the most important reason.
Although people's brains grow on top, when thinking, they often have to consider decisions on the bottom first.
The red-haired director may not have felt it herself, but as the director of the Virgin Cleanup Bureau, she subconsciously hoped that everyone in the bureau would have distinct strengths so that when she encountered a problem, she could send the corresponding person to solve it.
But the position of his "butt" is different from hers. For me who seriously lacks strength, what she needs most now is not the upper limit of the future, but the immediate combat power that can ensure safety.
Although the third option is said to be terrible, the fact that something is so terrible proves that it is at least suitable for most people and most situations, and the lower limit is basically not bad.
And with the mortality rate of the Cleanup Bureau being close to one tenth every year, if you give up your current combat power and choose the upper limit in the future, you may be taken away at any time. Even those in the Bureau who have chosen almost abnormal objects, Maybe it’s just my own thoughts.
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"If you want to put it that way, then the third one is not bad..."
After glancing at Leon who was hesitant to speak, and vaguely guessing a little bit of his thoughts, the red-haired director couldn't help curling his lips and said: "You are really... you are only sixteen or seventeen years old. You are used to thinking things over, worrying about this and fearing that, and are not willing to take any risks. You are just like another Emma!
Hey... If I had known you would become like this, I shouldn't have done it in the first place! Let her take you!"
Emma-senpai?
Leon couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
To be honest, my biggest expectation for myself at the moment is to be like her, to be able to take care of my younger brothers and sisters while earning a high salary, and to "hang out" in the cleanup bureau safely.
"Director, I don't think what you said is entirely correct."
Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down and knowing that he had convinced her, Leon, who was in a good mood, smiled and said: "Senior Emma is indeed a little too cautious, but an overly cautious character like hers is the easiest to clean up. The bureau survived safely, right?"
"Yes, yes! Everything you say is right!"
After giving "Emma II" an annoyed look, the red-haired director waved his hand away and said:
"You go, you go! In about a week, the General Administration will prepare a new anomaly and send it over. If it doesn't fit by then, don't ask me to change it for you!"
After flicking his finger in the direction of the door and controlling his hair to drive Leon out, the red-haired director recalled all the expressions he showed during the discussion and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows thoughtfully.
Tsk... Although some people always say they are cautious and cautious, they may have very high spirits!
His expectation for Leon was to become an ordinary first-level disaster responder, or an ace employee like Emma who was qualified to be the branch director, but he probably didn't think so. Originally, he was still hesitating between the second and third options, but when he heard that the second option could only be effective against opponents below the True God, his eyes immediately firmed up and he made a decision directly.
So although he didn't say it explicitly, he probably felt that he would continue to grow and that he would eventually be able to compete with a true god-level existence, so he was less interested in the second option.
And a person with a more cautious personality should not be so meaningless arrogant, so the secret he hides may be stronger than he imagined!
Little Lyon is full of secrets~
After taking a sip of tea from the wine bottle, the red-haired director leaned back on his chair and stared at the old and peeling ceiling above his head with a complicated expression. .
So...you want to replace me as the director of the Virgin Cleanup Bureau? Or do you want to go one step further?
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"I'll just have some baked potatoes."
Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the dining table, Leon, who had finished ordering the staple food, couldn't wait to reach out and pointed at the few remaining beef stews.
"A portion of this, plus a bowl of white bean stew."
"Okay!"
Although she is quite old, the aunt in the police canteen has an amazingly steady hand when cooking. She reached straight to the bottom of the bucket with a large iron spoon full of sauce, and even scooped out a full spoonful of vegetables. He deliberately scraped a lot of onions and carrots on the wall of the barrel, filled it with beef before taking it out, and piled it on Lyon's dinner plate with a loud bang, and then asked in a loud voice:
"Then what? What else do you want?”
"That's enough! That's enough!"
Is this enough? My chickens eat more than you!
After looking at Leon’s thin figure, the cafeteria lady couldn’t help but frowned, put her hands on her hips and said with a dissatisfied look on her face:
“Looking at how thin you are, others would think I cooked the food. It tastes so bad! Just stand there and have another spoonful!”
After grabbing another spoon full of beef and putting it on the plate without any refusal, looking at Leon who was flattered and leaving, the aunt who was as strong as a bear smacked her lips and chatted with the uncle next to her with regret on her face. Nagging: "Look at this young man, he looks so energetic, but how come he doesn't have any flesh on his body? What a waste of time... Hmm? Little Isa? Why did you come to eat today?" "
"Hey...it's almost the same as last time..."
After hearing the concerned inquiry from the cafeteria aunt, the policewoman who came with a dinner plate sighed and said with frustration: "This morning I caught a bastard who was causing havoc everywhere, but I found out that he has a very deep background. In the end, I could only let him go first, and I have been busy dealing with the aftermath...
Forget it, forget about these troubles, I still want rice pudding, apple pie, and beef stew as before. "
"The beef stew is not enough..."
After looking back at the vat of beef stew, the aunt in the cafeteria said a little embarrassedly: "My aunt specially kept it for you before, but you never came. Just now there was a skinny kid who wanted to eat beef stew. I couldn't hold it back and gave me two more spoons... How about I change it to fried pork chops?"
"All right……"
When she heard that her favorite beef stew was gone and she had not eaten any water or rice since morning, the hungry policewoman couldn't help but her face fell. She felt that everything she did today was really bad.
After regretfully carrying the fried pork chop and leaving, she subconsciously looked around to see which lucky person had cut off her mustache. Unexpectedly, she saw an extremely familiar figure from behind, and ate at that person. I saw a mountain of beef stew on the plate.
"Um?!!!"
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(End of chapter)