Chapter 39
Central City Hunter Association Headquarters, Reception Room.
The atmosphere at the scene was solemn.
——Just a few hours ago, the black-haired boy disappeared without a trace right under the noses of several top domestic bosses.
However, no magic power was found at the scene, indicating that he did not use any skills to leave, which made it even more incredible.
The guild presidents had limited time, and after knowing that they might not have the chance to see Su Xingyuan again today, Xu Banmeng, Xue Yinglong and Fu Duoxing left first.
Only...
"Mr. An, here is your coffee."
The assistant placed a cup of coffee next to the thin young man who had been waiting stubbornly for several hours.
“Wow, thank you so much!”
The young man with chestnut curly hair and large round glasses took the coffee cup with surprise and took a few big gulps. After finishing it in one breath, he raised his eyes and said with sparkling eyes:
"Although I am not sleepy at all, I will stay in the best condition and wait for the coming of the savior!"
The assistant gave a proper smile: "...Okay."
The thin young man didn't care about his perfunctory attitude and just practiced his lines with a coffee cup in hand.
Upon seeing this scene, the assistant couldn't help but recall the scene when he came here.
——When everyone’s minds were blank due to Su Xingyuan’s sudden disappearance, the chestnut-haired young man broke into the building through the window without any warning.
Amid the broken glass, An Qian fell to his knees due to an unstable landing, his legs were rubbed with blood, but he didn't care at all, he just said nervously and excitedly:
"Savior, welcome to this world that is in urgent need of your salvation! Although the person who came to see you is not the president, it is not because the Savior Association has any disrespect for you! It is because the president is seriously injured and bedridden and cannot get up--"
Before he could finish his words, he finally raised his head and found that the black-haired boy was not in the room.
An Qian's voice stopped instantly, and the smile on his face changed.
He turned his head, looked straight at Ning Baiquan, and asked:
"Where is the savior?"
Silence is the reception room tonight.
Ning Baiquan really wanted to say that he didn't know either.
At this time, Fang Mujian, who was waiting at the door, already wanted to leave this damn place. He began to regret why he had to sacrifice himself just to watch other people's fun.
The people from that organization, the Savior Protection Association, were already weird enough, and I thought they wouldn't do anything if they saw Su Xingyuan. But when they arrived, Su Xingyuan was gone!
And the person who came was not the president or vice president, but this guy An Qian!
Ning Baiquan pushed up his glasses, looking calm and composed, and said, "Whether Su Xingyuan is the savior or not is still uncertain. Also, he disappeared on his own, as evidenced by the surveillance footage."
Xue Yinglong also cautiously echoed at this time: "That's right, this has nothing to do with us... Wait, savior?"
He turned his head sharply and found that the other two presidents did not show any surprise on their faces.
Xue Yinglong: “…”
So am I the only one who is out of touch with the situation and feels like a nobody? !
Before he could raise any questions, a staff member came over with a small screen connected to the surveillance system.
The scene starts with Su Xingyuan entering the reception room, and this time, under the high-definition camera, the assistant finally saw the whole process of the black-haired boy committing a crime against the dessert and deceiving him.
assistant:"……"
The assistant felt suffocated again as he looked at that harmless face and the calmness with which he took away all the desserts by some unknown means.
He suddenly felt extremely empathetic towards Hunter Fang Mujian.
What made him even more suffocated was that after a brief moment of daze, An Qian immediately took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and said:
"He makes full use of everything he can, and he is so graceful... You are worthy of being the savior!"
…
The memories end.
The assistant was suffocating to death.
He immediately walked out of the reception room, but he was thinking that if he continued like this, his cardiopulmonary function would definitely be excellent.
However, at this moment, everyone on this floor suddenly felt a strong and terrifying magical fluctuation.
Ning Baiquan, who was sitting in the office handling official business, stood up directly. His heart stopped beating at that moment, and the instinctive fear made his hands tremble uncontrollably. The pen in his hand fell to the ground with a click.
The alarm next to me made a very sharp sound.
This means that the source of this magic power is either a highest-level portal or a top-level monster that will cause a disaster!
Ning Baiquan's face was completely pale, and even though his biological instinct almost made him freeze in place, he gritted his teeth and reached out to touch the SSS dangerous-level global alarm on the table.
But before he touched the alarm activation button, he heard a terrified shout:
“Savior-sama——!!”
Very loud, straight to the eardrum.
When Ning Baiquan heard this name, the first person that came to his mind was Su Xingyuan's face.
And for some reason, after discovering that the matter was most likely related to Su Xingyuan, he suddenly became strangely calm. Holding the alarm in his hand, he quickly walked towards the reception room.
He had made all the preparations, even prepared himself mentally for the possibility of the original demonization of the star. However, after he opened the door, he was stunned by the scene inside.
The first thing that catches your eye is the red blood.
Large streams of blood flowed to the ground and spread along the smooth floor. The pungent smell of blood instantly filled the nasal cavity.
Ning Baiquan raised his head and looked over.
The black-haired boy who was intact a few hours ago was now covered in bright red, and his neatly tied black hair was disheveled. The extremely beautiful turquoise cat's eyes were tightly closed, the long eyelashes were glued together by blood, and even the mole under the eyes was dyed red.
The worst thing was that there were obvious dents on his body, as if he had been run over by something!
An Qian was so frightened that his face turned pale. He didn't even dare to touch Su Xingyuan. He tremblingly took out a few medicine bottles from his pocket and was about to throw them at Su Xingyuan.
…
Nothing happened.
The moment before the medicine was spilled, both the medicine and the bottle disappeared.
An Qian's voice, which had been distorted by the bloody savior, broke down and rang out again:
"Where's my healing medicine?!"
Ning Baiquan, who was making an emergency call to the healer on standby at the headquarters, saw this and suddenly an inappropriate picture flashed through his mind.
That was the surveillance video in which Su Xingyuan calmly made all the desserts in front of him disappear, and from his expression and attitude, it was obvious that he was the culprit.
Ning Baiquan's face was distorted by his own guess, and he looked at the unconscious figure who seemed to be on the verge of death no matter from which angle he looked.
...He wouldn't?
There shouldn't be anyone who, after having stepped into the gate of heaven, would still be thinking about taking away everything that can be taken, right? !
Fortunately, the healer who arrived at the speedy destination saved his sanity and prevented his thoughts from running wildly in an outrageous direction.
The A-level healer at the headquarters frowned when he saw the boy's miserable appearance. Without saying anything more, he took out his staff and cast a great recovery spell.
The recovery spell first heals the most life-threatening part of the human body. After one spell was cast, the black-haired boy's body did not undergo any changes. Instead, his head, which seemed to be wrong no matter how he looked at it, finally returned to normal.
It was then that Ning Baiquan realized that because the injuries on the black-haired boy looked so horrible, the fact that the back of his head was completely deflated was not noticed by the nervous people at all.
Ning Baiquan: “…”
Ning Baiquan wanted to breathe oxygen again, and this time he thought to himself while doing so: "I really deserve to die."
Perhaps the healer had never seen someone with such tenacious vitality. While performing another great recovery spell, he exclaimed in his heart, "Wow!"
And when the second recovery spell was performed, the black-haired boy opened his emerald eyes.
"Savior, you are awake!"
The first person to speak was An Qian, who was crying with joy.
Su Xingyuan's eyes were unexpectedly calm, as if he had seen his current situation before waking up.
Ning Baiquan was even more relieved.
Only the healer said dully: "Wait, shouldn't you still be in a near-death state?"
How did you wake up, anyway? !
Not only did he wake up, he even said, "Thank you, I'm fine now."
The healer used his ability to scan his body in disbelief, and found out in disbelief that the wounds were still there, but his vitality had stopped flowing!
Is this reasonable? !
Su Xingyuan thought it was very reasonable.
He explained: "The demon king just hammered me into the ground with physical attacks, and didn't even bring any vicious debuffs."
Su Xingyuan: "It would be better if I could be the demon king. Does hell have customer service? I want to file a complaint against it."
Everyone: “…”
Aren't you really some kind of devil?
An Qian fell into a strange contemplation: "The Devil King Savior... seems to be possible?"
…
Ning Baiquan took a deep breath. Being one of the few normal people here made him feel a little stressed.
"Demon King? What's going on?"
Su Xingyuan casually summarized: "Oh, I just saw it, and then teased it a bit."
"It's a pity that I only bit off a piece of meat... If I bring back the demon king's head, will the association give me a bonus?"
After hearing this, the healer quietly packed up his things and exited the group chat. This was too much information and his brain was a bit overloaded.
Ning Baiquan was still trying to understand it all: "So what remains in you... is the magic power of the Demon King?"
The black-haired boy nodded.
He didn't seem to want to explain too much, but looked at An Qian who was deep in thought, and asked curiously: "You called me... the savior?"
"Yes! Lord Savior!" An Qian said excitedly: "To be able to harm the Demon King... this is such a great feat, only Lord Savior can do it!"
Su Xingyuan didn't seem surprised either, he just said thoughtfully: "Is it really the main plot..."
He thought for a moment and said, "I have other things to do now. I will come to you when I am done."
An Qian: “Okay!”
Ning Baiquan: "? Wait——"
A pure white portal opened behind the black-haired boy without any warning, and in just a moment, he fell into the portal.
Ning Baiquan's voice was stuck in his throat.
He looked in a daze at the empty reception room with only bloodstains left.
My heartbeat is speeding up little by little.
He recalled that a few years ago, due to the endless portal collapse incidents, people had lost faith in life, and a large number of people committed suicide every day.
At this time, in order to appease people's hearts, the Savior Protection Association, which was secretly established, came out to the public for the first time and released the prophecy -
The only savior of this world will walk out of the portal one day.
…
By now, too much time has passed and Ning Baiquan has actually stopped taking this prophecy seriously. After all, people live in the present, and he has too many things to do to care about any prophecies. It would be better to use this time to find a way to organize high-level hunters and conquer some tricky portals.
But when the predicted scene appeared before him, he found that he could not remain calm at all and his mind went blank.
Is this an illusion…?
No, it's not an illusion.
——The savior who can end all this... has truly arrived.
*
Su Xingyuan just returned to his [home].
He first lay down on the bed and took a nap, refreshed his status, and then began to deal with the follow-up of the job transfer task.
Su Xingyuan opened his personal panel and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dragon tendon headband lying quietly in his backpack. He then noticed that the title in his title column had turned gray.
[Name: What's wrong with you if you survived for three seconds]
[Description: Wearing this title will put the player into suspended animation for three seconds when the player's remaining stamina is 0.1. During this period, the player's health will be automatically locked.
[Cooling time for this title: 10 days]
——When Su Xingyuan saw the description of this title, he thought it was worth doing, and sure enough, he used it this time.
A title that can lock blood, a bait that fills up the hatred value, and the overbearing corpse-dissolving grass that feeds on flesh and blood, this trap is so poisonous that it cannot be more poisonous.
But Su Xingyuan just wanted to give it a try, who knew that he would actually succeed.
He was even thinking:
[What's wrong with you if you survive beyond three seconds] means that he has to lock his health and live for three more seconds. He also needs to calculate the time carefully. Then, can he get a title like [What's wrong with you if you survive beyond ten minutes] or [What's wrong with you if you survive beyond ten hours]?
However, before he could save the file and try to execute it, a new pop-up window appeared in front of him:
[Players are requested to enter the job transfer process as soon as possible]
【whether】
Su Xingyuan could only give up the idea just now and focus on the most important job change at the moment:
【yes. 】
The next moment, a huge translucent screen appeared in front of him, with a stream of text consisting of strings of data flashing rapidly on it.
[Data calculation and processing in progress...]
[Processing successful, a suitable career option has been calculated for the player]
Then, two terms appeared at the bottom of the translucent screen:
【Pharmacy Healer】
【Fisherman】
Su Xingyuan was not surprised that the option [Healer] would appear. After all, he would encounter a pharmacist at the very beginning of the mission, so it was normal to have contact with him.
Instead, he stared at the Fisherman for a moment and felt a little moved.
As if afraid that he would really choose the profession of "Fisherman", a new profession quickly appeared above these two professions.
[Assassin][Swordsman][Boxer][Berserker]
[Boxer] and [Berserker] do not conform to Su Xingyuan's attribute characteristics, so he will not consider them for the time being.
Assassin and Swordsman are the professions that Su Xingyuan would prefer.
If the top row of professions had not been revealed, he might have directly chosen [Swordsman].
Su Xingyuan was very curious about what the finale profession would be.
[It was detected that the player made an outstanding contribution to the mission world during the mission]
[1. Send the pharmacist back to the royal city to heal many NPCs]
[2. Kill all monsters by yourself and send the battlefield NPC back, achieving zero casualties of NPC in the mission world]
【3. Destroyed the Demon King’s plan】
[4. Mission World Reputation Reach [Respected]]
[The player's outstanding performance has enabled you to obtain a hidden profession——]
The font size became larger and bolder and slowly began to appear on the top line.
【save】
【World】
Su Xingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Before the last word appeared.
The entire panel seemed to be suddenly in disarray, and the descriptive and transitional sentences on it also became garbled.
[Detect the extraordinary achievements made by players in the mission world...]
[5. You defeated the Demon King!] 】
[You defeated the devil. You defeated the devil. You defeated the devil...]
Su Xingyuan blinked in surprise.
Actually, the Demon King was going to leave, but he tricked it before it left. Now it seems that the system program has judged it as...
The devil was defeated by him?
[Recalculating careers...]
During this period, the game panel was as disordered as the nerves of a person who was feeling incredible, and finally it trembled and erased [Save] and [World].
[The most suitable career for you has been calculated——]
New nouns appeared on the panel one by one.
【Lord of Hell】
Now, even Su Xingyuan was also: "?"
He blinked slowly.
Then, before the game system could react, he used all his agility to quickly press the confirmation button.
【……】
[……?] ? ? ? ? ? 】
【! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——】
The system collapsed silently.
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