A week later, Brooklyn, New York.

On a street near the abandoned factory area, a special sign quietly hung up - Death Human Resources Dispatch Company.

There is no English translation for the full Chinese style, and the black characters on the white background are very simple and clear. In places that are not Chinatown, they still look quite conspicuous.

Cao Hong stood under the big sign with his luggage, looking at this slightly dilapidated but very spacious three-story building, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Congratulations! Our trading shelves have finally been built!" Zhu jumped out, his voice very festive.

Cao Hong rolled his eyes, opened the sliding door, and looked around leisurely, and found that the interior was clean and clean, and all kinds of items were arranged neatly. It was obvious that someone had come to clean up recently. No need to ask, it must be the stepmother who ordered it to prepare.

Walking up the stairs, the second floor is much more luxurious than the first floor. Judging from the layout and decoration, it seems to be used as a reception room and living room. There is an open kitchen on the side, and judging from the various reflective cookware hanging on the walls, it is obviously brand new.

There is only one large bedroom on the third floor, covered with carpets, which makes it very comfortable to step on. At first glance, it looks a little more spacious than the living room below, but Cao Hong knew that there must have been many hidden weapons and ammunition boxes. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is a large balcony, with several pots of unknown flowers and plants surrounding the stone tables and chairs, which makes it very home-like.

He threw his luggage on the ground, turned over and threw himself on the bed, stretched comfortably, and said lazily: "All procedures are complete, and the storefront is also present. Now it's time to talk about it!"

"say what?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid! Do you dare to say that Qin Wuyang was fine in the previous mission?" Cao Hong snorted disdainfully: "We have been dealing with each other for a month, right? Why are you still going to treat me as a fool?"

Zhu He laughed and said, "Actually, if you don't ask about these things, I will also talk about them. After all, it will be related to future business."

Cao Hong didn't say anything, closed his eyes and lay quietly.

"You actually know about the company name and previous interview tasks. I mainly add some key points. You guessed that Qin Wuyang is the popular time traveler now and the client of our last mission. To be more precise, we are the plane company that specializes in serving time travelers."

"There are other time travelers?" Cao Hong was interested.

"Time travel is trendy now!" Zhu snorted: "All companies like us who serve time travelers are already there. How big do you think the market for time travelers is?"

"Yeah!" Cao Hong nodded and said, "Then, are there other types of companies?"

"Don't have too many types! But judging from our current company level, we still can't get in touch with it!"

Cao Hong bounced his fingers. It seemed that the water was quite deep.

Zhu seemed reluctant to talk about other companies in detail, and immediately turned the topic back after talking, and then said, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with me calling you the president before. Because the entire plane company requires you to build it. But even so, you cannot avoid being a salesperson."

Cao Hongdao: "It doesn't matter. How do the time travelers I am most curious about now commissioning?"

"I am not very clear about this. I only know that the tasks of junior companies are distributed in a protective manner. Those who are at the intermediate level have to compete with their peers, and sometimes they have to fight. As for those who are at the advanced level, they have never been in contact with them!"

"Ha, that's interesting! What does the client use to pay?"

Zhu Heran said: "When you see the name of Death, can't you think of something?"

Cao Hong sat up all of a sudden and said, "Soul?"

"That's right!" The monsters laughed and said, "It's the soul. Do you know that a pure soul is a precious currency!"

This surprised Cao Hong a little, but as a killer, he lacked the fear of ordinary people like the god of death, soul, etc., and he didn't think it was anything. Cao Hong frowned slightly and said, "If you want your soul, you have to do business? There are no 100,000 people on the earth every day, and there are eighty thousand people. You can get it all by just a few bangs. Is it still so hard to use it?"

"I'm talking about a pure soul!" Zhu emphasized: "When a person dies, he has an extreme emotion. Whether it is fear, anger, or madness, gratitude will lead to a pure soul. As for other chaotic souls, there is no value. It is far from being as valuable as a pure soul."

Cao Hong thought for a while and said, "Then we also received soul rewards in the last mission?"

"Of course!" Zhu laughed proudly and said, "Why do you think I was rushing to launch the mission? It wasn't this rookie client who took a pure soul as a reward. He didn't know where he got it. How could I let go of such a rare opportunity..."

Halfway through, Zhu suddenly got stuck!

Cao Hong said sarcastically: "Why don't you say it anymore? You will also feel embarrassed?"

Zhu Gan laughed twice and said with a little flattering look: "Are you the president now? How can you be arrogant as a subordinate?"

Cao Hong had long known that something was wrong with the previous task.

I think he, a killer, didn't even get a good idea in front of the mission target. Not only did he use guns and bombs, he also set up traps and was foolish with the ancients, but he was also injured in the end. If he changed someone, ninety-nine of them would have to die.

But the matter has passed, and Cao Hong is now interested in the current topic, so he is naturally too lazy to argue with him. So he said, "Let me out and see!"

"It's already in the black and white book!" Zhu said smacking his lips.

“BOOK!”

The black and white book appeared. After turning two pages, Cao Hong found that the page below the crying face could be opened. A transparent figure on the left and right side was emitting a slight light, looking delicate and mysterious.

"Why two?" Cao Hong was a little confused.

"The other is extra money!" Zhu said: "Didn't it look at the lack of transparency in the body? This is how you kill the dog slaughter!"

"So who is this?"

The Taoist: "The client said it was the soul of the famous general Bai Qi..."

"Bai Qi?" Cao Hong's eyes were almost glaring out, and he said, "How did Qin Wuyang's soft cock get his soul when that kills 400,000 people?"

Zhu Wuyun said, "Who knows this? I don't care about our business anyway! By the way, do you want to use this soul before the next mission?"

"How to use it?" Cao Hong said inexplicably: "Don't you say this thing is currency?"

Zhu Heran said: "Only valuable can it be used as currency. It is completely harmlessly strengthened, who doesn't want it!"

"Strength?" Cao Hong was stunned for a moment and said, "You said this thing can strengthen human power and speed? Even if it is the same in Infinite Novels?"

Zhudao: "There is no such cheap thing. We only have one direction to strengthen! But there is no limit to strength."

"God of Death?" Cao Hong said lightly.

"Yes, the head of the Death Company is of course the Death God! Yes, it's the kind of Death you think!" Zhu Xiao said: "How about it, do you need to strengthen it? After strengthening, in addition to greatly improving your physical fitness, you can also feel that special power. The most important thing is that you can see the soul with your flesh and eyes!"

Cao Hong did not hesitate and said, "Let's start!"

Cao Hong knew that from the moment he came to him, he had no choice. If he wanted to go further on this road, he had to take the initiative to join in.

In fact, Cao Hong himself was not disgusted with this change, and even felt a little excited. He knew that a unique door had been opened to him!

The black and white book shines brightly, Bai Qi's soul slowly enlarges and rotates, and the light and Ying combines into one with Cao Hong.

Suddenly, Cao Hong felt a chill in his mind, as if he had suddenly stuffed it into a basin of ice water. His head was awake, and even with his eyes closed, he could feel the sunshine, and his body's hair was swaying regularly. Cao Hong felt that he could even feel the flow of air in the room.

The light that had been emitting slightly on the body gently dissipated, and the power in the pure soul had been completely absorbed by Cao Hong's body.

Cao Hong slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a colorful world. The whole world seemed to be lit up. Cao Hong felt as if he had returned to his baby, and all the places were fresh.

With a slight closing of his eyes, Cao Hong could even recall the placement of everything in the room, and even remember the direction of every soft hair on the carpet. He felt that his mind had never been so clear.

"Is this reinforcement?" Cao Hong looked at his hands, his face full of incredible feelings.

"That's right! This is the strengthening of our God of Death!" Zhu's voice was rare and calm, saying, "Welcome to a new world!"

Cao Hong shook his head, looked left and right, and said, "Why didn't I see the soul?"

"Are you looking for souls on the street?" Zhu said tongue.

"Yes, didn't you say that those impure souls are worthless? There were 180 deaths in New York that day, and why didn't I see any of them?"

Zhu Qi said, "It's also money that's not worth it. A dollar is spilled all over the street. Do you pick it up?"

"It's a fool if you don't give it to me for nothing!" Cao Hong answered without hesitation.

"I know this!" Zhu Wu said angrily: "Although I don't know Europe here, it's the base of Catholicism, but there are all kinds of people, and there are spokespersons of various forces. A soul has long been stolen, so I'm still waiting for you!"

Cao Hong also knew that New York was known for its cultural diversity, but this was the first time he heard this explanation. He said with ease: "After opening his eyes outside, I saw scenes of injustice and soul everywhere in horror movies. I didn't expect that I felt that the century was cleaner!"

"..."Zhu didn't know what to say, but after a while, he said: "The soul of the dog slaughter has transformed into spiritual pressure, and the control method of the power of the god of death is already in your memory! Everything is ready, should we do our job?"

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Chapter completed!