Chapter 37 99 Yuan Justice

When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw Zhong Mengfan sitting on the sofa, staring at the communicator in his hand.

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"Are you waiting for another mission?"

Zhong Mengfan shook his head and said to me in a very serious tone, "Doctor, today is August 1st, a very, very special day."

"oh"

"I heard that the 1st of every month is the day for salary payment. Today I will receive my first income since becoming a superhero!" His voice was filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Um..." I was organizing my words, planning to tell him some not-so-good news.

Zhong Mengfan continued, "There's more, there's more. Doctor, today is my..."

He was halfway through his words when a notification chimed in from his communicator: "Salaries are coming! Salaries are coming! Work hard to maintain world peace tomorrow!"

The voice prompts are still exaggerated in style.

Zhong Mengfan quickly opened the screen to check the amount of his first professional hero income. He paused for a moment, then quickly refreshed the screen several times. Then he wailed, "What the hell! Why is it only 99 yuan?! Can't I add a dollar to get it to three digits?"

He looked at the numbers on the screen, then looked up at me. "No, I diligently safeguard world peace, pouring out my blood, burning my life, swinging the iron fist of justice like a criminal. Is all this worth only 99 yuan?"

Of course, all professional heroes will receive their salaries on the same day and at the same time, but in order to avoid overstimulating Zhong Mengfan, I just switched my communicator to silent mode and put it in my pocket.

"The money is a little less, but you've only been a professional hero for a month. Isn't what you're saying a bit exaggerated?"

He looked at me pitifully and complained, "Doctor, there must be something wrong with such a low salary, QAQ wuwuwu..."

I sighed softly. "On the 20th of last month, during a mission, you used an air wave to damage an entire wall of the VIP room in a five-star hotel. Do you remember that?"

His momentum weakened. "I remember... but I was catching the fugitives who had committed the terrorism. They had guns in their hands. When they pointed them at me, I got nervous and lost control of my strength when I punched. But I caught all three fugitives. Can't I make amends?"

I shook my head. "D-class heroes' targets are ordinary people without superpowers. While these criminals may carry dangerous items like guns, trained superpowered individuals can easily subdue them. Just because you're pointed at a gun, causing your superpowers to go haywire is not what a qualified superhero does."

Experienced superheroes can even accomplish their missions without resorting to large-scale destructive powers. We must not, in the name of justice, destroy the public environment and place unnecessary burdens on society.”

Of course, the higher the level of the professional hero, the less restraint there will be, because at that level of combat, one can no longer care about the surrounding situation, but it is too early for Zhong Mengfan.

"So, my salary..."

I nodded and continued, "Most of it was used to compensate the hotel for its losses."

Finally, like salt in the salt, he revealed something even more heartbreaking: "It's repaid in installments. After all, it's a VIP room in a five-star hotel. Using supernatural powers in combat requires more skill. The control and accuracy of your airflow and aiming at the target require more practice and accumulated practical experience."

Hearing what I said, Zhong Mengfan fell onto the table as if his soul had been pulled out. "Is my justice only worth 99 yuan? It's so hard to be a member of society, it's so hard to be a superhero..."

"I originally tried to communicate with the people at the Financial Management Office to negotiate for your salary, at least to give you the minimum internship salary of 1,000 yuan according to the trainee standards. But..."

I paused. “It was rejected by the Financial Management Office.”

Zhong Mengfan covered his chest and said, "So, I am actually in debt now! But if that's the case, why do you still pay me 99 yuan?"

"Well, this is probably the result of my communication with the Finance Office, but it's clear that my communication failed, so the Finance Office is expressing their dissatisfaction with my meddling in your salary payment."

I spread my hands and, for the first time, showed Zhong Mengfan a helpless expression. "Those guys at the Finance Management Office have a terrible relationship with Pro Heroes above A-rank. They even treat S-rank Legendary Heroes, whom they've barely met, as their lifelong enemies. Every year in the year-end financial report, they harshly criticize A-rank and S-rank Pro Heroes for recklessly using their abilities and wantonly destroying public property while on missions. They also blame all deficit projects on high-ranking combat-type Pro Heroes.

In short, they are a very difficult bunch of guys.”

My words were like a final critical hit, causing Zhong Mengfan to mutter to himself, "Aren't professional heroes partners of justice? Shouldn't this identity just mean being handsome and cool?"

Why, I only feel the hardships of survival in the cracks of a humble worker and the ruthless beatings from society, it really hurts..."

At this time, the doorbell rang. Zhong Mengfan stood up weakly, walked to the entrance and opened the door.

The man outside the door was holding a large cardboard box and was wearing the uniform of the Hero Mall Logistics Company. "Hello, is this Mr. Zhong Mengfan?"

"Ah, I am."

"I'm the deliveryman from Hero Mall, employee number: 028. This is the item you purchased, please sign for it." The deliveryman took out the receipt and handed it to Zhong Mengfan.

“Hey, I haven’t purchased anything from the app yet.”

I said aloud, "Sign it, I bought it."

"Oh well."

After Zhong Mengfan signed his name, the deliveryman said, "We look forward to seeing you again next time," then closed the door and left.

"Although I also want to buy something, the things in the Hero Mall are too expensive. I haven't even saved up 300 points for the promotion exam." Zhong Mengfan complained quietly and brought the cardboard box to my side. "Is this the doctor's stuff?"

I said, "It's for you."

Hearing what I said, he showed a surprised expression again, "So, doctor, you know!"

【Author has something to say】

Zhong Mengfan: QAQ Going to work is so hard!!!