Chapter 549

In Marvel, the System Works for a Living

Geralt looked around and found a seat.

A team of one.

These people look tough. Not a friendly bunch, Geralt thought.

Uh, I guess I'm not one either.

Oh. Then that's fine.

Geralt took out his phone and texted Nancy.

Geralt kept his head down, seemingly absorbed in his phone. A skinny man from the largest team stepped out, lips pursed in a mocking smile. He crept up behind Geralt, hoping to startle him.

No one warned Geralt. They all had their own reasons.

Some just wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

The skinny man raised a hand, ready to slap Geralt's shoulder and shout at the same time.

But then—

Geralt turned.

And stared at him.

The skinny man couldn't bring his hand down, but couldn't lower it either.

He froze awkwardly.

Geralt asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"Uh, nothing. Just saying hello."

"Oh."

Geralt went back to his phone without giving the man another look. An ordinary adult's four attributes hovered around ten points. All four of Geralt's exceeded twenty, and his strength had reached twenty-nine. Those high numbers improved every aspect of his physical and mental abilities.

In short, Geralt's mind was clear and his senses were sharp. He had noticed the skinny man long ago.

His prank had backfired. He slunk back to his team.

Laughter broke out among them, and he shot Geralt a hateful glare.

His prank failed, and somehow that was Geralt's fault?

Typical thug logic!

Five minutes later, secretary Susan Carpenter returned with six assistants.

Even a gatekeeper at a powerful man's house had clout. The chairman's secretary was something else.

The assistants all wore business suits and looked every inch the elite professionals.

Each carried a stack of documents,