Go crazy!Martial spirit of the whole people, you are the only one who cultivates immortals?

Dongfang Chengshan and Sun Xicheng are people who have seen the world, but they were stunned by Ning Fan's words.

contract?

Since the establishment of the Soul Bureau, there has only been experience in signing confidentiality regulations. How can there be any precedent for signing contracts?

Seeing that the two didn't answer, Ning Fan said, "It's not that I don't trust the Soul Bureau, I have to have a contract for everything these days, just in case... I mean, if something happens, we can find a place reason."

Sun Xicheng's face darkened: "Presumptuous! What is your bureau? Is it the company where you work? Do you want to buy you five insurances and one housing fund?"

Hearing this, Ning Fan's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot about this. I don't know if the Soul Bureau will pay the five social insurances and one gold? If not, please help us to pay, after all, everyone has old age." One day, at that time, you will be counting on your pension to support yourself."

"you!"

Sun Xicheng was so angry that he couldn't speak. They were all proud to join the Soul Bureau and to protect the people. They felt that their fate was to die in the battle to protect the people. They never thought about pension insurance or anything.

These two people didn't feel like they were here to serve the country, but to find a job.

Dongfang Chengshan waved his hand to tell Sun Xicheng to stop talking.

"Okay, I agree to all your conditions, and I will arrange five insurances and one housing fund for you... In fact, you don't need insurance at all with your Tianjiao treatment. Since you asked me, I agreed. I will have someone print the contract. You can take advantage of it During this period of time, go to re-test the martial spirit and level." Dongfang Chengshan doesn't care about these small problems, what he cares about is talent.

Sure enough, no matter how much Dongfang Chengshan wanted to attract talents, those who should be tested still couldn't escape.

Soon, two people walked in outside the office, taking Ning Fan and Guo Fuwu to carry out the Wuhun test respectively.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Sun Xicheng said in puzzlement: "Deputy Bureau, these two boys are too rude, especially that Ning Fan!"

Dongfang Chengshan looked at the documents on the table, and slowly said: "Ning Fan is not being rude, he just wants to have a sense of security and sufficient benefits, and what he wants is simply to become stronger."

"And what happened this time is indeed that our Soul Bureau owed him a favor. This is nothing compared to this favor. Without them, our country would lose countless young talents."

"Take a step back, Ning Fan's aptitude is enough to be worthy of Tianjiao's resources. He hasn't awakened for three years, and he can kill a silver mid-level iron-clad giant crocodile in less than half a year after awakening. This kind of combat power is no worse than those Tianjiao."

Sun Xicheng said worriedly: "But the rank of their martial soul..."

"There is indeed a problem with his martial soul, maybe it's a mutated martial soul, slowly observe the specific situation... By the way, I asked you to investigate the background of Ning Fan and Guo Fuwu, how is the investigation going?" Dongfang Chengshan asked.

Sun Xicheng stretched out his hand to explore the void, and took out two documents from the distorted space: "I found out, Ning Fan and Guo Fuwu have eight generations of ancestors, and the current social relationship and the relationship on the Internet are very clear. There is no record of dealings with foreign countries."

"Ning Fan's ancestors were eight generations of poor peasants, but Guo Fuwu's ancestors also produced strong martial arts masters, and according to the examinees, Guo Fuwu seems to have used their ancestral martial arts secrets this time. Should we recruit the deputy bureau's martial arts secrets?"

Dongfang Chengshan rolled his eyes at him, and said in a slightly reprimanded tone: "Xiao Sun, we are not bandits, so don't try to snatch any good things into your hands. The secret books and soul skills collected in the soul bureau are not enough for us. Use it? Do you have to rob people’s ancestors? As long as they have a clean background.”

"Yes, Soul Bureau." Sun Xicheng nodded slightly, indicating that he realized his mistake.

On the other side, Ning Fan and Guo Fuwu conducted the Martial Soul test separately.

The martial soul test machine inside the Soul Bureau is much more advanced than the school's, but the test results are still the same.

f-level, internal interest.

After the test, he led Ning Fan's staff to chat with each other about the martial soul. He was curious about how Ning Fan used the F-rank martial soul to kill the silver mid-level beast, as well as the relationship between him and Guo Fuwu. relationship and so on.

On the surface it is chatting, but in fact it is bottoming out.

No wonder Ning Fan and Guo Fuwu were tested separately. To put it bluntly, it was because they were afraid of colluding confessions.

Fortunately, the two had discussed the countermeasures before, and the other party did not ask anything of value after some inquiries.

Back at the office, Dongfang Chengshan had already printed out the contract, which was still warm.

In the end, Ning Fan joined the Soul Bureau, and the immediate person in charge was Wei Youyi.

The Wuhan University admitted was the nearby East China Wuhan University.

Guo Fuwu is in his hometown, and his school is Southwest Wuhan University.

After signing the contract, Sun Xicheng sent the two of them away.

There were only ten minutes left before the end of the three-day exam, and there were almost no parents at the transfer location.

Everyone understands that if you haven't come back at this time, it's probably a bad luck, and if you wait any longer, there will only be a death notice.

"Father, how long...how long will it be over?"

Ning Fan's mother's face was pale, her lips trembling.

Ning Fan's father is not in a good condition at the moment, but as a man, he cannot fall before his wife.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's still early, don't worry, our Ning Fan is so clever, don't forget that he also caught a martial soul smuggler before!"

"But...but that Wuhun user is only at the black iron level. Didn't you hear what the student who came back just now said, there are silver level beasts inside, and there is something wrong with the transmission device." The more Ning Fan's mother thought about it, the more she regretted it. Knowing that, he should have cried, made trouble, and hanged himself to prevent his son from taking the exam.

A mediocre life is better than being dead.

In the past few days, they have seen too many tragedies where white-haired people send black-haired people.

Ning Fan's father comforted: "Don't worry, our son has survived the stage with the most casualties, and there will be no problems in the future. He must want to score more points."

At this time, a staff member came over and said, "Are you also the parents of the candidates?"

"Yes, our son hasn't come out yet." Ning Fan's father said.

Hearing this, the staff looked a little unbearable, but still said with a heavy tone: "Although it is difficult to speak, I still want to inform you that according to the background data, there are no candidates in the examination room. If your son has not Come out... I'm afraid there will be more bad luck than good luck."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fan's mother fainted immediately.

Ning Fan's father staggered a few steps and quickly supported his wife.

He looked at the staff in a daze, and asked, "Is there really no candidate in the examination room? Could it be that there is something wrong with the equipment, after all, it is impossible for everyone to monitor it in such a large examination room."

The staff naturally knew that the wristband instrument could not go wrong, but looking at the sad parents, he couldn't say such words, so he could only comfort him: "It's also possible, just wait a little longer."

After speaking, he shook his head and left.

At this moment, the teleportation square suddenly lit up.

A young man dressed like a beggar slowly stepped out of the light.

The staff's eyes were about to pop out.

How can it be?

The system detects that there are no living people in the examination room. Where did this candidate come from?

"Mom and Dad! You are still waiting for me!"

When Ning Fan came out, he saw his parents who were waiting outside the teleportation square, especially when he saw his mother so haggard, he immediately cast a thunderbolt and came to his parents.

Such skill directly frightened the staff present.

This... this is a soul skill!

The young man who came out in the end turned out to be a bronze-level genius with soul skills!

Ning Fan's father was also taken aback by his son's move, but the son's safety is the most important thing at this time, other questions can be asked later.

"Dad, what's the matter, Mom?"

Seeing his mother's eyes closed tightly, Ning Fan asked worriedly.

"Stinky boy! Why didn't you come back sooner since you're fine! Your mother was frightened by you!" Ning Fan's father reprimanded, but there was also deep concern in his words.

Three days, the mother who has always been optimistic in the past three days has aged several years.

Ning Fan felt a pain in his heart, and then slowly poured spiritual power into his mother's body.

Spiritual power has the power to destroy heaven and earth, and it also has the vitality that contains all things.

Soon, Ning Fan's mother woke up, and when she saw her son, she hugged her son tightly: "Fanfan, you are finally back... Mom, I thought I would never see you again. Come on, let mom see Did you get hurt anywhere?"

As he said that, he wanted to check Ning Fan's body, for fear that some parts would be lost in the examination room.

Seeing that his mother was about to take off his trousers for inspection, Ning Fan hurriedly said: "Mom, you see that I am fine, let's go home first, there are still many staff watching here."

"Yes, yes, father, go home! Let's buy some delicious wine on the way! Fanfan is now an adult and can drink too! Go home and celebrate!"

After experiencing the ups and downs of losing and regaining, Ning Fan's parents cherished their son even more, and they didn't want their son to be famous in the future, as long as they were healthy and healthy.

On the way home, the mother held her son's hand tightly, fearing that Ning Fan would be gone if she let go.

And the father seemed to have thought of something, and asked his son curiously:

"Xiaofan, when did you learn the soul skill? The move just now was accompanied by a roar of thunder. I remember that your martial soul doesn't seem to have the attribute of lightning, right?"