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But to the ember outside the thorny "hairy egg", all this sounded like fart. He scratched his head in embarrassment. Executor? That's it?
"Hmph!" The young master in the cage groaned, because the momentum that had just burst out bounced back after hitting the thorny walls.
The cage was egg-shaped, and the shock wave was swinging back and forth inside the cage. Even though the young master was a powerful explosive, he couldn't stand it.
The young master raised his hand, holding a dark purple double-headed knife dotted with stars.
In the past, once this sharp blade appeared, there was nothing it could not cut. But now, the young master had some doubts.
Because he began to have a bad premonition in his heart, which he had never had before.
"Hurry up, what are you dawdling for?" Yu Jin urged him when he saw the young master in deep thought.
This guy can actually transform? This is something Yu Jin hadn't expected. It seems that ladies can do it too. Is it possible that the executive officer can transform as a standard feature?
But Yu Jin thought about the details of the transformation of the young master and the lady again and shook his head. The transformation took too long for the two of them. Were they not afraid of being interrupted?
Hearing Yu Jin's impatient voice, the young master involuntarily tightened the weapon in his hand. It seemed like this was the first time he was looked down upon by others.
"Huh, just wait for me!" The young master, who was in the state of being armed with the devil, took a deep breath. The power flowing in his body was so great that even his body could hardly support it.
This is the benefit brought to him by [Demon King Armor], and it is also the source of its side effects.
Every time the Demon King armed himself, the young master felt as if his whole body was torn apart. But compared to the power brought by the Demon King's Armor, this little pain was undoubtedly worth it.
"Let me see! How tough is this piece of wood you are!"
The single eye on the Demon King's armed mask emitted a dazzling purple light, and lightning and streams began to flow on the blade of the double-headed sword.
Then the young master grasped the double-edged sword with both hands and swung it down with all his might. The blade was as fast as an afterimage, leaving behind a large purple and blue shadow.
"Duang~~"
A loud and long-lasting buzzing sound echoed from the cage of rejected thorns, and it seemed that the young master was really using all his strength.
Inside the cage, the young master raised his arm tremblingly. He stared at the weapon in his hand with a dull expression and remained silent for a long time.
On the blade that looked like it was tanned from the starry sky, there was a huge gap that was so glaring that it was like a sharp thorn that pierced straight into the young master's heart.
Chapter 269: Executive Officer Learning
2023-11-02
"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"
"Hey! Why aren't you talking? Weren't you very capable just now?"
Ember knocked on the spiky egg that trapped the young master and shouted.
Isn't this guy stunned by the blow?Why didn't you say a word?
"Damn it! What kind of hero are you? If you have the guts, let me out and we can have a good fight!"
The young man inside the egg tightly grasped his broken double-edged sword and tried his best to chop the thorns in front of him.
But just like before, the slashing blow that was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks didn't even leave a scratch on the rejecting thorn.
This is inevitable. The thorn of rejection is the golden tree's means of self-protection at the last moment. To destroy it, at least the power of a god is needed.
At first, even Mongget had no way to deal with the thorn of rejection, let alone the young master.
"Hey, you want to fight?" Yu Jin's nasty voice made the young master feel a little uneasy.
"Fighting openly and honestly, this is the spirit that a warrior should have!" The young master's hoarse voice already carried a hint of fatigue, but he still cheered up and responded to Yu Jin.
"I think you have nothing better to do! Thinking about fighting every day? Aren't you tired of fighting?"
As he spoke, Yu Jin pushed aside the wall of rejection and gave a face-to-face mocking and finger-pointing look.
[Good opportunity!] The young master saw the sunlight shining into the cage, his eyes focused, and with lightning speed he turned from slashing to stabbing, stabbing towards the embers.
"Click——"
How could Yu Jin not see what the young master was thinking? He loosened his hand, and the thorns he had forcibly pushed aside instantly rebounded, jamming the young master's weapon.
"drink!"
"Drink!"
"Drink ah ah ah!"
……
Inside the "hairy egg" that was emitting a faint golden light, the young master fell into self-doubt again.
He first looked at his empty hands, then raised his head to look at the weapon that was stuck in the thorn wall and couldn't be pulled out.
It was the first time that he felt so frustrated in a fight. No, the opponent didn't fight at all, he was just playing tricks on him.
The guy in armor outside is incredibly powerful!
After thinking it through, the young man's inner frustration disappeared, replaced by a long-lost excitement.
That was the excitement that surged throughout the body and could not dissipate for a long time after meeting an incomparably powerful enemy.
But when Yu Jin, who was outside, saw the young master's excitement, he immediately felt that he couldn't understand it. He was so excited even after being disarmed. Is there something wrong with the executive officer's brain?
Soon, Ember didn't think so much anymore.Because there are more important things to do now - that is to train the young master to become a qualified debt collector of Beiguo Bank!
As for why? Yu Jin simply felt that the young master's brain was a little too strong and needed to be balanced out by adding some knowledge.
"Let me ask you again, what is the first rule of the Northland Bank employee code?"
"You are strong..."
"tie!"
"hiss--"
The young master looked at his thigh which was bleeding again. He didn't know how many times he had remained silent.
How could this thorny vine be so powerful? Even though he had activated the Demon King's Armor, it could still break his defense?
"I don't know." After a moment of silence, the young master replied briefly.
"Really? You don't even know the first one? Aren't you here to collect debts from the Northland Bank?"
"Yes, but I don't even look at this kind of thing." The young man was still a little modest. In fact, he didn't even know that Northland Bank had such a thing.
"I give up. No wonder you think about fighting every day." Yu Jin complained, waved his hand, and then said, "I'll read, you write. Don't tell me you can't even write?"
Then, under the young master's astonished gaze, the thorns that trapped him began to grow, shed, and twist..., and finally formed a set of wooden tables and chairs.
There was also a stack of white paper and a pen on the table.
Silence swept over the young master again.
The young man, who was in the state of being armed by the devil, trembled his lips and wanted to say something. But he saw the cold and sharp spikes around him, and finally sat down obediently.
"Clap!"
It might be because he was too excited, or maybe he simply had never used his strength so carefully while in the Demon King's Armor state.
As soon as the young master grasped the writing pen, he broke it into two halves.
"The account is yours." Yu Jin's voice was heard again, followed by a heavy rain of writing pens pouring down. Now the young master had no shortage of pens.
"Bang! Snap! Snap!"
The "death" of the writing pens was varied. Some were crushed by the master, some were broken by him, and some were twisted off during the writing process...
Only then did the young master realize that when he was armed with the Demon King, his control over his own power was so weak.
Perhaps this is also the reason why his body is so exhausted every time after using the Demon King's Arms - it is inevitable that his body will be damaged if he unconsciously uses a force that his body cannot bear.
The young master now seemed to understand something. He carefully controlled his strength and tremblingly wrote what Yu Jin called "The First Rule of the Northland Bank Employee Code" on the white paper.
Only then did the young man realize with surprise that what he had in his hand was the last pen.
"Well……"
Before the young master had time to think about anything, he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.
He understood that it was time for the Demon King to arm himself, and what followed would be a difficult time of backlash.
"Hmm?" He felt a familiar stinging pain on his butt, and realized that he was being pricked by another thorn.
He instinctively wanted to dodge, but after being armed with the Demon King, the Young Master was too weak and no longer had his former swiftness.
But the stinging pain was only for a moment, and then there was a warmth that the young master had never felt before. It was very similar to the warmth he felt when he was a child, watching the heavy snow outside the window and curled up by the fireplace.
Under this warmth, the young man was surprised to find that all the discomforts such as nausea, soreness, and nausea in his body had disappeared.
He stood up and looked around in disbelief. Then he came to his senses and said to Yu Jin: "You are..."
"Hehe, the preliminary preparations are finally done." Yu Jin interrupted the young master, grinning, and then asked: "Have you memorized the first one?"
"Forehead……"
"The North Bank is in winter..."
The young master looked at the thorns around him, his expression kept changing and twisting, but he finally gave in. He began to recite the first rule of the Northland Bank employee code in a sporadic manner.
After all, he has used up hundreds of pens in writing, and if he can't recite it anymore, I'm afraid Yu Jin will doubt the young master's IQ.
"Clap clap clap!"
Yu Jin clapped his hands with satisfaction. It wasn't easy, this kid finally got it.
"Okay, now I'll start teaching you the second rule of the Northland Bank employee code." After saying this, Yu Jin began to recite it nonstop.
There was no other way. In order to prepare for Ningguang's interview, he looked through all the products available in the market in Liyue.
As for Yu Jin's memory, it would be an underestimation to say that he has a photographic memory. However, he is generally unwilling to use such a high power.
"And... and more?" The young master's astonished voice came from the thorn egg. How come Yu Jin is more familiar with the rules of the Northland Bank than him?
"Nonsense, your bank's employee code of conduct only has one rule? Have you finished writing it?" Yu Jin said unhappily.
"Wait... wait!" In a hurry, a small hole appeared in the thorn wall again, and then a note was thrown out by the young master.
How come this scene is like a prison visit? Yu Jin suddenly thought of this, but soon he shook his head, picked up the note, and read it carefully.
Just visit the prison, it’s no different anyway.
"Tsk, the words are all wrong! And you want an executive? Rewrite it!" Yu Jin shook his head and sighed. The young master's cultural level is really worrying.