Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 602 Heading to the Chicken Farm (Second Update!!)
"How do those upsetting questions usually make you feel?"

"I won't have."

"So, but when you're angry, do you have a hard time controlling yourself?"

"good!"

"How do you usually deal with failure?"

"I won't lose!"

A large forest can be seen. In a room with large floor-to-ceiling windows, Locke, who was sitting on a chair with his chin resting on one hand, listened to the question asked by a pair of men and women jointly on the opposite side, smiled, and answered yes.

failure?

Curcuma, how is it possible!

In Lao Tzu's dictionary, not only is there no failure, there are even no failed brothers and sisters.

Locke looked at the examiner who asked the question with a smile: "Failure is an excuse for the loser, and I am the spokesperson for success!"

The male and female examiners looked at each other.

have to say.

Over the years, the agents who have been interviewed have come and gone, and it is not uncommon for them to be able to answer this question so freshly and refinedly. However, Locke is the first one who can answer this question so amazingly.

at this time.

Walter Burke, wearing glasses, came in from outside.

The two examiners got up.

"Sir."

"I come."

"Yes."

Locke watched as he walked in, exchanged places with the two examiners, sat on Walter Burke who was sitting opposite him, and asked curiously, "Mr. Burke, can I ask a question?"

Walter Burke looked at Locke: "Of course, what's the problem."

Locke said, "How long will it take for the test results to come out?"

"No grades."

"is it?"

Locke was not surprised at all: "Then, as for the ranking, I should be No.1."

Walter Burke looked up at Locke, looked at Locke with a smile on his face, giving him a feeling of déjà vu, fell silent for a while, nodded and said, "If nothing else happens, you will be No.1."

Locke smiled and said, "Thank you, that's all I want to hear."

Walter Burke: "..."

As an excellent and experienced question maker, there is no doubt that the exam is what Locke likes, but after the exam, the rankings released are also what Locke looks forward to.

After all, without rankings, there is no motivation.

Without a ranking, you can't even see your own progress and growth. This is the first thing that an excellent and experienced questioner can't bear anyway.

not to mention.

The ranking and so on are also firmly linked to the points reward that Locke cares about this time.

"Mission Name: "Agent Langley (Series of Missions)""

『Task: "Pass the written test assessment" "1" (Complete!)』

"Task Reward: "Achievement Points*2W", Potential Points*2W"

『Task: "Successfully entered the chicken farm" "2" (in progress)』

『Task Rewards: "Achievement Points*3W", "Potential Points*3W"』

『Task description: "This task is a series of tasks. According to the player's score in each task, at the end, the coefficient will be settled. The highest settlement coefficient is five."』』

Walter Burke looked at Locke's bright smile, and pushed his glasses: "Mr. Broughton, have you ever treated animals cruelly on purpose?"

Locke shook his head: "No, I am a member of the New York City Small Animal Love Association. This year, I also donated [-]."

It's not just a small animal society.

The Women's Rights Alliance is also within the scope of Locke's donation.

Small money only.

Locke didn't care very much. This time, he was able to obtain the honorary citizen of New York City. Although, most of it was because of the help of Mr. Anonymous and Ms. Hill, but the help of these alliances was also essential when passing the municipality.

"You just need to answer, yes and no."

Walter Burke remembered at this time that the Locke in front of him was not only an anonymous person, but also a self-made billionaire whose source of funds could be clearly traced. After saying so, he continued to ask : "Do you think you are subjectively hard, or objectively soft?"

Locke spread his hands: "I can do both."

Children only do multiple choice questions.

He's 19, he can choose, he wants it all.

after awhile.

In the lounge.

Locke walked in with a blue badge, and it was the same as entering the examination room. The candidates present, standing together in twos and threes, did not pay much attention to Locke who came in.

Locke walked towards the coffee machine next to him.

A woman who also seemed to have just completed her own test was saying to herself, "God, I hate this test."

The man who was waiting next to him said hey.

The man, who reported his family name as James, and the woman, was named Laura.

Coincidentally.

These two people, who were given by Mr. Anonymous just now, may be the elite students of this period.

After the two complained about the difficulty of the exam, they immediately noticed Locke who followed him with coffee.

After all, this is an exam, and Locke, in this exam, behaved as a top student in school life, no, a god of learning, there is no difference.

Originally, the two thought that Locke was a nerd.

However, that doesn't seem to be the case.

In a few words, Locke blended in.

even……

After going through a series of classic plans, the three of them also sat adjacent to each other on the bus to the chicken farm.

only……

Locke looked thoughtfully at the fellow students who followed him into the car.

Among the elite students in this period, he had already seen two of the four people who needed attention. However, of these two people, one was a bartender and the other was a cheerful woman.

What about Patriots and Killers?

What about those two?
Did you not come?
Locke thought so.

A man sat next to Locke and extended a hand of friendship to Locke: "Hi, I'm from Washington, Ronnie Gibson."

Locke looked back and looked at Ronnie Gibson, who was wearing a jacket and cleaned himself up very cleanly, and shook hands: "Rock Broughton."

This guy, Locke remembered.

When Locke just completed the unidentified psychological test, this Ronnie Gibson was right behind him.

Moreover, it seems to be a related household.

When this Ronnie Gibson went in, Locke could hear, this guy, who seemed to be hugging an agent, and also greeted Ronnie Gibson's relatives who seemed to be in the NCIS.

Although the Naval Criminal Investigative Service, like the New York Police Department or the FBI, is one of many federal investigative agencies.

But NCIS is in charge of naval crimes.

To a certain extent, this Ronnie Gibson can also be said to have a military background.

really.

Langley, this recruitment of talents is really eclectic.

"I know you."

Ronnie Gibson let go of his hand and said, "During the competition, I will sit a few rows behind you."

Locke smiled and said, "I know, the third row on the right, right?"

"Yes."

Ronnie Gibson looked at the slowly starting bus: "Is there any news, where are we going?"

Locke shrugged: "This bus is Langley's bus."

Langley had a motto.

Go wherever you want.

Langley at his peak claimed that they even had monitors in their bedroom on Pennsylvania Avenue.

Although the glory is gone, this character has been well inherited.

at this time.

Locke's phone rang.

The phone ringing on the bus was very abrupt, and immediately attracted the attention of several other students sitting nearby.

after all……

Their mobile phones had already been confiscated when they entered the Langley building.

Locke's expression was calm, and he greeted Ronnie Gibson, who was also a little surprised, and looked at the caller ID, and connected the phone directly: "It seems that you and your old friend really don't have a good relationship. "

In a word.

Although Locke is also a student, Locke is also a licensed Langley agent after all.

For other students, the badges on their chests are orange.

And his sign is blue, the color of regular employees.

Theoretically speaking, Locke, who has passed the loyalty test, can drive to the chicken farm by himself, instead of crowding with the students and following the bus.

After all, Locke can even get his mobile phone back.

However, Locke can get a mobile phone to communicate with the outside world, but he can't drive by himself. Obviously, among them, 90.00% of the articles are due to Anonymous.

The anonymous person on the other side of the phone was stunned when he heard Locke's preemptive words, then he laughed and said, "Are you in the car?"

Locke looked at the scenery passing by under the night, and shrugged: "You seem surprised?"

Anonymous said: "No, I have confidence in you."

"Thank you."

Locke didn't care whether the words were true or false, but said curiously: "By the way, I didn't see the patriots and killers."

Anonymous said, "They're already at the chicken farm."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Special treatment?"

Anonymous shook his head and said, "Patriot belongs to the military, and when he was in the military, he was highly valued by General Thaddeus Ross. Otherwise, he wouldn't have received such good medical treatment."

There are tens of thousands of federal veterans, but very few of them can enjoy high-quality medical services.

"General Ross?"

Locke said with a smile: "I thought General Ross was still fighting tanks overseas."

Anonymous said: "Yes, he is still overseas, but this does not affect his influence in Washington."

As long as General Ross can smash the tank with one punch, then even if General Ross is not in Washington, he can continue to extend his influence.

Fist strength is power.

Locke pursed his lips: "What about the killer?"

Patriots do not need to be assessed, and Locke can accept it. After all, it is understandable that a patriot who is serious and takes action has some privileges.

Mr. Anonymous said: "The killer was personally interviewed by the director."

Locke came to a sudden: "So, when will you become the director?"

Mr. Anonymous: "..."

(End of this chapter)