Demon Sage

v2 Chapter 61: choice

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With the current situation, if Donald chooses to reject all of these captains, it is not feasible to choose the teams he wants.

He could do it, but the consequences would be severe.

Because he is a freelancer in the data, he should not know the situation of the investigation team. The purposeful selection of the team is equivalent to admitting that he has a different intention to join the alien bureau.

Or just reject the first person?

No, at least three of the first people Donald saw stood up gave their names.

One, two, no three.

"Everyone is a gentleman. We must avoid unnecessary disputes. According to the rules, let us come one by one, Mr. Donald Grant, your choice."

A captain stood in front of the stage, his eyes looked directly at Donald, and through some "inside" information, he knew that the inscription master had the wolfhound inscription scroll and the production method that had recently been rumored in the sea market. A Level 2 Inscription Master, such a talent, he will not miss it.

So most people's eyes are focused on Donald.

Curious, surprised, jealous, wary...

They were all looking at the out-of-the-box newcomer and waiting for him to make a decision that seemed to have consequences.

How to choose, do you agree?

This seems to be the only feasible way, doesn't it? Delia also said that he is a free man, and in another way, he is a person with no background. He is powerless to resist those with the label of power, at least on the surface he Can't resist.

So it really came to a critical moment, Donald can make some compromises.

Two evils are equal, whichever is less.

Donald's gaze swept across the captains in the front row, opened his mouth as if to speak, and the blond man at the front had a smile on his face.

"I reject!"

Resolutely, without hesitation, Donald refused the first solicitation with a blank face.

Never let someone else make decisions for you.

Donald always remembers this sentence!

"Oh? Looks like Mr. Donald has a choice..."

The first captain reached out and brushed the wooden frame on the edge of the podium, and it was not extremely corrupt. As a gentleman, as an investigator, he must maintain his demeanor, not to mention that this is not the end, just step aside and let the people behind him. people come up.

This is yet another investigator who has chosen Donald.

The eyes of the two sides crossed each other, which could only be understood, not spoken.

"I don't know if you can listen to my thoughts. I have a team I want to choose."

Donald still spoke, and the man who was retreating to the side turned his head sharply, staring at Donald.

"You want to choose your own team? Donald Grant, that's not a good idea, do you have a relationship with one of the captains here?"

This is a question with hidden pitfalls, and all the captains can be seen turning their attention at this moment.

Each of them can be sure in their hearts that they have nothing to do with this newcomer, so who has prepared in advance?

"Of course not, in fact it's the first time I've met all of you here, but even so, I still have my own opinion on the team I want to join...I want to join the team represented by all of you here. The team that needs help the most, I think that's the only way to best reflect my value."

If you can't choose the strongest, choose the weakest!

The information that Delia gave him is no longer useful. Now joining any strong team will be regarded as a special purpose. Donald simply chooses the weakest team.

Euphemistically called the team that needs help the most.

I think of myself as a "firefighter", no one can say anything about that, right?

Donald was going out of his way, and his speech also set off a private discussion in the entire conference hall.

Leaving aside the rookie team on his side, Donald focused on this group of captains. After he named the team that needed help the most, a considerable number of people looked at the fifth person from left to right.

A young man who was not a few years older than Donald had a strange blush on his face, and he looked a little dizzy.

Is this drinking?

Choose a new player or someone who is drunk?

"I found that many captains are looking at that gentleman, maybe this is the team I'm looking for?"

Now I can't take care of that much, the words have already been said, and it is impossible to break my promise.

It's not a bad thing for the captain to be weak, at least he can have more autonomy... A strong team has the benefits of a strong team, and a weak team naturally has places where Donald can play.

"Mr. Grant wants to join Horn Shelley's team? Well, your choice is correct. Mr. Shelley's team has been hit hard recently. One player chose to retire, and another died in the mission. He does need help."

The person who had some special emotions on his face before heard that Donald was going to choose Horn Shelley's team and suddenly smiled again.

He made no secret of his contempt for Horn Shelley, and it was a bit intriguing in front of so many people.

Donald obliviously observed the reactions of the people around him when he made such remarks, and was not surprised!

What team did you choose...

"I don't want him, I want a pretty girl! I want... hiccup~beautiful..."

Well, he really came here drunk, Horn Shelley glanced at Donald and refused without thinking.

This is a weird one.

The corners of Donald's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that there would be such an illiterate person, even a beautiful woman?

When this is a beauty pageant?

"Mr. Grant also saw that Captain Shelley has no intention of recruiting you. Our team is missing a wizard. I think you can also use your talents in us."

Seeing that Donald's choice was rejected, other captains immediately stepped forward to re-invite.

"Wait, I think Mr. Grant's choice is a good one. Captain Shelley is just drinking too much and his mind is not clear. Who wants to miss such a talent? I will help Captain Shelley to decide, Mr. Grant is now Under the command of Captain Shelley."

He was still sneering before, but now he has taken the initiative to help Donald join Horn Shelley's team, and he seems to want to see this happen.

Besides, how could he help Shelley decide?

They are also investigators of the Alien Investigation Bureau, but their status is the same... Donald's hand behind his back was loose and tight, and the current situation really made him unable to figure it out.

In the end, on the premise that Horn Shelley did not protest again, Donald successfully joined the team he wanted to go.

Looking at the captain who was already slumped in the chair, Donald's face was gloomy and uncertain.

He has his own considerations to temporarily change the direction of choice. On the premise that he cannot join the strong team and mix achievements, he hopes to have a team with relatively weak personnel, so that he can find a way to dominate, from being led to becoming leader.

Now the weak team has been found, but this guy is too weak no matter how you look at it...

Donald, the "top card", was chosen, and the next step was much smoother. The other newcomers were all chosen by anyone. Basically, they got up and nodded their heads when they reported their names.

The only interlude was that Captain Shelley, who had been slumped on the chair, stared at a woman with a good figure.

It really did what he said, as long as it was beautiful.

Donald glanced at the woman, who belonged to the group that was picked.

The length is not bad, the figure is bumpy, no one chooses this level, then there is only one possibility, her ability is useless... at least in the eyes of these captains.

You must know that each team has a limited number of people. There are 6 officially established places. When the quota is full, it is not allowed to increase the number of people. Sometimes there are redundant people. The government will also recruit people from the old team to form a new team. Instead of choosing to fill in other teams.

No one wants to have a fancy vase in their team. This is not a sorority, but a colleague who will fight side by side in the future.

Where can you find beautiful women?

"Since everyone already has their own team, then please leave the Discord Bureau under the leadership of their respective captains. The captains will explain some precautions to you on the way. Your ID documents are being produced, and they will be soon. It will be distributed to the captains."

The Alien Bureau is not ready to teach all the newcomers. These are the things their captains are responsible for. The Alien Bureau formulates the rules and requires them to be implemented. Once the work starts, if anyone has a problem, then the team to which he belongs will be punished. Punishment of the nature of sitting together.

All the newcomers left their seats and approached their captain. Donald could hear words such as "dinner" and "moving" coming from the side.

The three of them walked out, Horn Shelley was still swaying, while the other woman looked a little restrained, and in the middle, her steps were neither fast nor slow.

Until he left the gate of the Headquarters of the Anomaly Bureau and came to the streets of the government district.

"Miss Stephanie Quick, I'm honored to have you join my team. I have prepared a wonderful candlelight dinner for you. Be sure to show your face."

Less than a minute after separating from the others~lightnovelpub.net~ Horn Shelley took out a rose from nowhere and handed it to the woman, who took it in embarrassment and glanced at the person behind her. Donald.

"Don't you have nothing else to say to us, Your Excellency Shelley? Miss Quick and I are both newcomers, and we don't know much about the work and procedures of the Discord Bureau."

Donald didn't come to see this captain to have a romantic relationship. He is even a little curious now, how did such a person become an investigator?

"Yeah, work is more important."

Stephanie agreed with Donald, and even turned around and smiled and nodded. Her attitude was very low.

"Oh... our turn this week is foreign affairs, the task should be released tomorrow morning, then we need to go to the area near Demingham to handle the case... but you don't have to worry, I I have decided to give up the task..."

"Let go out?"

Can the mission of the Discord Bureau be transferred out?