Amber's expression was beyond words.
"Do you know about the ancient Demon-Binding Formation?"
"Do you know how strange it is? It's not some rare formation."
Look at this conversation.
Amber pinched her thigh to make sure it was real and she wasn't hallucinating, then raised her voice again, "Miss Wan, do you mean you know about other formations?"
Wan Jiao nodded and began to recite them as if they were her own treasures, "Nine Provinces Spirit Trapping Array, Eight Trigrams Seven Stars Array, Zhou Tian Star Array, Xuanming Array, Six Harmonies Seven Extremes Array, Three Talents Array, Pangu Nine Nether Array..."
Wan Jiao was talking about ancient formations that had been lost to the world of metaphysics for a long time. Compared to them, the Evil Binding Formation was simply a drop in the ocean.
There are only two possibilities for a young girl to know so many ancient formations at such a young age.
Firstly, he was apprenticed to a surviving ancient family of metaphysicians.
Secondly, the family he was born into was a surviving ancient family of metaphysical scholars.
Amber's hands trembled with excitement as he gripped Wan Jiao's shoulders tightly, "Wan Xiao..."
Miss Wan, you're too unfamiliar with me.
not good.
Immediately, Amber changed her address, saying, "Xiao Wan, our Special Security Bureau needs talent like you."
…
Wan Jiao finished the formalities in just over ten minutes, and Amber handed her work ID to him.
The above content is concise, clear, and easy to understand.
Name: Wan Jiao.
Gender: Female.
Title: Captain of Team Seven
It bears the seal of the Sheng Guo Special Security Operations Bureau, and also includes a blue-background ID photo taken when Wan Jiao applied for her work permit.
Looking at her newly issued work ID, Wan Jiao blinked and asked An Bo, "Director An, can you assign me a case now?"
Amber happened to have a tricky case on her hands. Since Wan Jiao had repeatedly asked to be assigned the case, it would be a good opportunity to assign it to her and test her abilities.
Amber retrieved a file folder from her desk and handed it to Wan Jiao.
She quickly took it, looked at the bold A+ on the cover of the file folder, and asked Amber, "What does A+ mean?"
Amber raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose. "The Special Security Bureau's missions are classified into levels: SSS, SS, S, A, B, C, D, and F. Each level has its own level of difficulty. For example: S+, S, S-."
Wan Jiao seemed to be thinking, "So, A+ is a relatively simple case?"
"No, no, no, SSS-level cases are rare, maybe once a year, SS-level cases are only three to five times a year. S-level cases fluctuate around 10 per year, and A-level cases are between 20 and 50. What the bureau commonly sees are B, C, D, and F level cases."
Wan Jiao didn't quite understand the data, so she simply asked for a general number, "Security Bureau, how many cases does our Special Security Bureau handle in a year?"
"A year?"
Amber had never actually done the statistics, but since Wan Jiao asked, she would do a quick count.
He held the mouse and operated the computer for a while, then said, "The capital city headquarters has about 500,000 a year, and the local branches have around 100,000 each."
This time, Wan Jiao was truly shocked.
Sheng Guoguang has 53 cities. If each city has 100,000 cases, that's 5.7 million cases a year.
Wan Jiao gave a reluctant "Oh," and then asked, "How many colleagues do we have in the Special Security Bureau?"
Amber's expression darkened at this point.
"The headquarters in the capital city has 2,000 people, and the branches in various places have between 100 and 500 people."
The spiritual energy in the world is thin, and metaphysics is waning. Whether it is the headquarters or the branch offices of the Special Security Bureau, nearly 30% of the personnel die in the line of duty every year.
Although countless mystical practitioners want to join the Special Security Bureau, the selection criteria are still very strict. After all, if you don't have the ability, you're just asking for death.
Fearing that Wan Jiao might feel discouraged by the lack of manpower and the large number of cases, An Bo quickly added, "Don't worry, Wan Jiao, the Special Security Bureau's personnel department is constantly recruiting..."
"That's good," Wan Jiao said.
Just kidding, if there are too many people, how will she earn commission?
Why..
The thought of having to earn money to build a new Nanshan Temple, to promote its development, and to accumulate merit for ascension to immortality gave Wan Jiao a huge headache.
She's just an ordinary little genius in metaphysics, and she has to bear so much pressure at such a young age. It's really tough for her~~~~
Amber looked completely bewildered.
Pretty...pretty good?
What's so good about it?
However, there was already a shortage of people, so it would be even better if Wan Jiao didn't mind the lack of people. An Bo wasn't stupid enough to go and cause trouble for herself.
He smiled and said, "Xiao Wan, the Special Security Bureau doesn't require you to be on duty all the time. If there's nothing else, why don't you go back first?"
Wan Jiao also had the same idea.
Today is Saturday, and I need to have five divinations done. Based on yesterday's experience, it will take at least four or five hours. I don't even know what level an A+ level case from the Special Security Bureau means... In short: time is tight and the task is heavy; not a single second can be wasted.
**
After returning from the Special Security Bureau, Wan Jiao rested for a while before starting her broadcast.
Many people watched her live stream yesterday. She already has more than 9,000 followers. She doesn't work on Saturday and Sunday. As soon as she started her live stream, more than 5,000 viewers flooded in.
[Marry your grandma and she'll be your grandpa; have a son and he'll be your dad's grandson: Holy crap, it's only 2:25 PM! Why are you up so early today, streamer?]
【Coco Doesn't Eat Cute Delight: Good afternoon, host】
[September 3rd: Host, today is Saturday, shouldn't we have our divination done?]
[Grandma's teeth aren't good, so I want to be a kept woman: Hey host, do you look familiar? I'd like to connect with you too~~~]
[I'll stay up all night and turn you into a haggard old woman: Ugh~ Get lost, you sissy!]
[Don't come back after you've left: The host is sending you ten spaceships; please keep an eye on your children while you're online.]
The comments kept scrolling.
Wan Jiao had just adjusted the height of her phone when she saw so many people and was somewhat surprised.
Um, are you all that free?
She's only been on air for about a minute... How outrageous!
"Good afternoon, everyone. Today is Saturday, the fifth day of the day. Now we will connect with the first person who is destined to meet us."
[Straight to the point, host 6's mom opened the door for 6, 6 is home.]
[3, 2, 1...]
Ultraman, please grant me the power so I can successfully connect!
Five or six seconds later, Wan Jiao successfully connected with her first destined person of the day. It was a young woman who looked to be around twenty years old and whose nickname on the fast-fishing app was "Sister Yueban".
"Sister Yueban" is quite pretty, with delicate collarbones that she shows. She's the kind of girl that's popular online for raising fish.
As soon as Wan Jiao went online, "Sister Yueban" couldn't wait to ask, "Host, do you believe that a person weighing over 200 pounds can easily lose weight?"
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