"I feel like these days have been fucking peaceful!"
The burly man wearing sunglasses took a deep drag of his cigarette, rested his hands on the back of the sofa, and tilted his head back to exhale a smoke ring.
The sunglasses covered his eyes, but not all the skin around his eyes, revealing a series of hideous scars.
As if his face had been torn apart by the claws of a giant beast, the ugly scars explained his past suffering and the courage to survive after experiencing all of this.
He exuded a ferocious, beast-like aura, and turned to his companion beside him, complaining:
"It seems like the number of those extraordinary creatures in the secret realm has decreased! Isn't this completely different from what the experts who did the analysis said?"
"Didn't they confidently say that the extraordinary beings would definitely make a big move soon? They even talked about some kind of secret realm riot, and tricked us into coming here!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that there were several other teams in the hall that shared his temperament.
Pioneers, adventurers, bounty hunters, hunters... the outside world has many names for these people, but they are always referred to as hunters.
How can these awakened individuals, who cannot join large organizations and go their separate ways, band together?
Joining the Trail Blazers Guild Alliance is the first option that many people would consider.
After all, once you're in, you're extremely free. There are no special requirements or restrictions; you can become a member simply by registering your name.
The alliance issues missions, these people accept them, and after completing them, they are paid money and given contribution points... It's just like doing business, it's a mutually agreeable arrangement with no problem.
It's about doing business!
As for the rumors circulating behind the scenes that the Trailblazers Alliance is backed by several large Awakened organizations that have been working together to rival the Watchers...
Who knows!
What do the affairs of those big shots have to do with small fry like us?
Even if they succeed, will they give us a single penny?
Will it?
Of course not!
Haha, then why the hell do you worry so much?
Ordinary people should only care about what ordinary people care about, and not get involved in too many other things, or they'll die!
People like them are only concerned about the union alliance not going bankrupt and being able to continue selling materials.
The current situation is now a matter of their personal livelihood.
"Now look what's happened, everyone's all here, but nothing's changed at all!"
Many people have come after hearing the news, but instead of the riots described by the experts, the various secret realms are now calmer than usual.
Has the situation remained unchanged?
No, things are getting worse!
With more competitors, there's actually less to share.
"What's wrong with these experts?!"
That's completely unreliable!
*Sizzle sizzle sizzle*
Hearing the man's complaints, a snickering voice came from the bar counter, and a customer sitting with his back to him joked:
"They're experts, don't you understand?"
"You've already lost the moment you started listening to their serious analysis."
Hahahaha...
The man's words made everyone around him laugh, and the whole space was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
These people didn't have much ill will towards those high-ranking figures, but they didn't have much affection for them either.
Having finally found an opportunity to mock those people, they were not about to let it go easily.
Laughter echoed through the hall, and almost everyone joined in the laughter after figuring out what they were laughing at, except for the receptionist standing behind the bar, whose expression remained unchanged.
Although she still wore an elegant smile, it didn't reflect the same kind of smile as the others in Song Yishun's eyes.
As a staff member, Song Yishun was not an Awakened One and could not face such topics as easily as the others present.
"I hope everything goes well here. Even if problems arise, I hope they don't happen here... There are still people waiting for me."
However, the more pessimistic he thought about it, the more he felt like he was waiting to die.
The deeper he came into contact with the world of the Awakened, the more pathetic he felt that he could only be an ordinary person.
"Although I'm earning much more now than before, the current situation is really worrying."
Seven years ago, Song Yishun's life was completely changed after she stumbled into this magical world after witnessing a bizarre murder scene.
He successfully landed a job at the Trailblazers Guild Alliance, a large corporation in the world of Awakened, after graduating from university and becoming unemployed.
It sounds like the beginning of a legendary story, but unfortunately, Song Yishun didn't have the luck of a protagonist in a novel.
He has no talent.
It's a shame, but he really has no talent at all...
So fucking real!
After repeated tests and failures, Song Yishun finally gave up his unrealistic expectations and honestly started working as an intern.
Now, almost thirty years old, he has successfully been promoted to the second-in-command of this branch, and his future looks bright.
If you consider the Trail Blazers union as a hotel, he's already the manager of the front desk.
But he knew that as someone who wasn't an Awakened One, this was the highest he could ever reach.
"Wait a little longer, then resign. At worst, I can be transferred back to a safe place."
Being stationed here year-round, even though the subsidies are really high, can make you feel lost in this place after a while.
"I want to go back and see my parents. She said she can't keep them waiting too long, it's about time..."
As for starting a career, I've earned enough money over the years, and it's about time I settled down and started a family.
But why do I feel so uneasy?
Ding ding.
The crisp sound of the ice ball clinking against the glass brought Song Yi back to her senses.
"Hey buddy, don't be so nervous. Even if something goes wrong, you'll be fine."
The man who had spoken earlier was now sitting at the bar, gently swirling his drink, and chuckled:
"If anyone's going to die, it'll be us first."
Song Yishun: !
Blinking, Song Yishun was surprised that his emotions had been noticed by others, even though he was confident that he could hide them well.
Looking at the hooded man in front of her, Song instantly saw his face.
She looked to be about the same age as me, but her looks completely outshone mine; even from a man's perspective, she was undeniably beautiful.
Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the person seemed to be deliberately modifying their appearance to diminish their charm.
For some reason, Song Yishun felt as if he had seen this face somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it right away.
Where is it?
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