"The kidneys are here!"
Two skewers of freshly grilled kidneys were brought to the table.
Number Three took a bite and sighed, "It's not the taste."
What are you thinking about?
Seeing Qin Ze lost in thought again, Number Three raised his hand and waved it in front of him.
Qin Ze snapped out of his daze, "It's nothing."
Unsurprisingly, the information about Smoke Ghost was kept secret by Brother Yuanzi.
After all, all the Law Enforcement, including the executive officers, were sent by Brother Yuanzi and obeyed his orders.
The Smoke Ghost was killed by Circus knife.
A little investigation would reveal the truth.
So, is Brother Yuanzi covering for the Circus?
" Brother Yuanzi is a really nice guy."
"Quickly say thank you, Brother Yuanzi."
"There's no such thing as a free lunch. I don't believe he's not after something in return for giving us such a huge benefit."
" S-Rank Soul Orb, if exchanged for money, could last a lifetime."
"Could it be that the Stars are trying to recruit us?"
"..."
The Stinking Cobbler had a brainstorming session.
In the end, Qin Ze concluded that Brother Yuanzi also intended to recruit the beasts.
This Soul Orb can be considered a gesture of goodwill.
The Circus isn't an evil organization at all; it's just a group of sunny, cheerful young men who fit Brother Yuanzi's recruitment criteria.
"I'll be taking the judge assessment in a month," Number Three suddenly said.
Qin Ze: "Congratulations, future Judge."
Number Three had a smile on his face, looking extremely happy.
"I was taken in by CEO Yao Yuan, and now I work for him."
"He will become a judge in the future, and also a judge under Yao Yuan's executive officer Sequence."
Number Three has always regarded Yao Yuan as his idol.
When Yao Yuan arrived in Jiang City, he acted swiftly and decisively, purging a large number of managers and martial artists.
With such a leader, Number Three felt confident that he would be able to realize his ambitions in the future.
Qin Ze's thoughts differed from those of Number Three; it seemed that Brother Yuanzi was looking to recruit new members again.
The two ate and chatted, mostly about trivial things in life.
More than an hour later, the two were slightly tipsy.
"By the way, stay away from the sea these days."
"The sea monsters seem to be acting strangely; many of them are lurking in the nearshore waters, attacking passing ships."
"Yesterday, a mutated crab even came ashore and attacked pedestrians on the beach."
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow. "Didn't the Law Enforcement investigate the cause?"
Number Three replied, "We're investigating, but it's not easy to get to the bottom of things at sea."
"Don't go looking for trouble."
Qin Ze nodded obediently. "I value my life very much, I never play high-level games."
Number Three waved his hand. "Let's go, we still have to patrol for the rest of the night."
"I'll treat you to dinner when I'm promoted to Judge."
After watching Number Three leave, Qin Ze prepared to return to school.
"Sir, please settle the bill."
"That's three hundred and twenty-four in total. Round it down to three hundred and thirty."
The shop owner walked up to Qin Ze with the bill in his hand.
Qin Ze: "..."
This dog Number Three.
As the typhoon made landfall, Sea Capital experienced several days of torrential rain.
Fortunately, the Sea Capital has a powerful drainage system, which prevented water from accumulating on the streets.
Aside from some disruption to their daily lives, the residents are otherwise largely unharmed.
In addition, there have been two more incidents in recent days of marine animals coming ashore and attacking passersby.
Fortunately, Law Enforcement arrived at the scene immediately and killed the sea monster in time, preventing it from entering the city and causing greater damage.
Captain Hook's sailing plans were also disrupted due to the continuous rainfall.
The main problem was that the small boat didn't have a large enough cabin to accommodate everyone, and if they went out to sea directly, some people would have to get soaked in the rain, which the clones naturally wouldn't allow.
Qin Ze did nothing all day.
Aside from supervising his clones' cultivation on time, he spends most of his time sleeping and playing on his phone.
In contrast, the rest of the professional team gets up earlier than the chickens and goes to bed later than the dogs every day, practicing like crazy.
Their experience at the research institute made them acutely aware of their own insignificant abilities, which instilled in them a sense of urgency.
Seven days later.
Qin Ze drew back the curtains in the morning and found that the rain had stopped.
Although the sky was still overcast, at least we didn't have to go in and out in the damp every day.
"According to the weather forecast, the typhoon is about to leave," the fat man said, looking at his phone.
Huai Xu scratched his messy hair. "If it rains for a few more days, I feel like I'm going to turn into mold."
Wen Jing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating, opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Should we continue with our last mission?"
Huai Xu's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh.
"Yeah, we were supposed to take on a mission, but the training camp delayed us."
"Now that the weather has cleared up and we have plenty of time, let's continue grinding for merit points."
Qin Ze also felt a bit moldy from staying in the dorm lately, so he nodded.
"I'll let Lu Tongtong know; we'll go to the mission hall together this afternoon."
The others had almost used up their merit points from the last mission, and were all thinking about earning more to upgrade their equipment.
In the afternoon, the sun finally came out for a rare while.
The professional team arrived at the mission lobby and browsed the recently released missions.
The vast majority of these are level one or two tasks, such as running errands or chasing criminals.
There are a few level three and four missions, but they are too far away.
They're either in the Northern Territory or in the middle of the continent.
This round trip will take at least a month.
I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back in time for the Hundred Schools Competition.
"This one will do."
After browsing for a while, Qin Ze chose an errand-running task.
"Go to Thousand Streams Island to retrieve something; each person will receive ten merit points."
Although it's a level one mission, it comes with the rewards of a level two mission.
This is probably due to the recent typhoons, coupled with the frequent sightings of marine animals.
The poster, worried that no one would answer, increased the payment.
Even if it takes two more days, it's still possible to make a round trip between Thousand Streams Island and Sea Capital.
Ten points of merit in two days, a huge profit.
This task was posted exactly one minute ago.
Qin Ze reacted quickly and immediately pressed confirm.
The fat man said gleefully, "It's like getting ten merit points for free."
Everyone else thinks the same way.
Go quickly and come back quickly, then you can continue with other tasks.
Everyone carried their gear with them, and after getting ready, they set off immediately, heading straight for Fisherman's Wharf.
Upon arriving at the dock, the group discovered that the difficulty of the task was increasing dramatically.
There is no boat.
To avoid typhoons and marine life, almost no ships have gone out to sea in the past ten days or so.
The late emperor passed away before completing his great undertaking.
Qin Ze never expected that this seemingly simple task would be so difficult right from the start.
On the Local Area Network, Captain Hook Yangyang.
"Should I, the Captain, go back and pick you up?"
This morning, the Flying Circus Man had just set off.
Qin Ze refused without even thinking, "Forget it, I don't trust your boat. You guys take it."
The boat-rolling team was furious.
"Damn it! Are you questioning our professional competence?"
"We won't take you on our boat; we don't take dogs."
True heartbreak isn't about making a scene...
"No one has ever given us a bad review for the boats we've built!"
Qin Ze nodded. "Yes, it's sunk to the bottom of the sea, so there's no way to give it a bad review now."
The boat-rubbing group. "**, ****!"
Just when the professional team was at a loss, Xia Huai'an suddenly appeared.
" Qin Ze, what are you doing here?"