Crazy attack log

Cloudy on September 10

Some couldn't figure out why the Special Association had to accept me.

There are so many doppelgangers in the world, and so many doppelgangers and their children, it doesn't have to be me.

Even if they explain it, I'm dubious... Is the fortune-telling calculation really credible?

But I believe those words for now, after all, this group of people cannot break their oath.

But if things go smoothly like this, the cub is still our lucky star?

It's really interesting that our son turned out to be our lucky star.

Bianmu stood in front of a certain building in the city center, not knowing why.

After contacting the Special Association, the other party gave him an address, and Bian Mu picked a relatively free time to come.

Originally thought that the branch of the Special Association, although located in a busy city, should be a relatively obscure place, but after seeing it, they found that they had hired an entire building as a base, just like working in a regular company, and they were really rich and powerful.

When Bian Mu came in, the lady at the front desk asked him if he had an appointment. Bian Mu was in a daze at the time, and made a call with a dirty face. After hanging up, a secretary came upstairs. Come pick someone up.

So Bianmu really doesn't like these organizations, not to mention being restrained in doing things after joining, the atmosphere alone is very uncomfortable.

However, for the sake of Dian Yu and Xiao Zai, and for the safety of their family, he endured it.

Although the attitude of the lower-level staff was arrogant, the head of the branch was quite polite to him and took out an agreement for him to review carefully so that he could sign his name on it.

"This is just a contract to be accepted into the association. If you want to be a part-time official in the association, the benefits are really great. How many monsters are trying to get in... The benefits of the special association are really good, I really don't understand Why are you so resistant."

The minister said good things at the beginning, but he has a loose personality and can't see the appearance of a minister at all. He just nestled in the leather seat and played with his pen bored: "It's not easy for us monsters to have a place to shelter, if it weren't for Ji Zijin tied the knot and let the monsters make a deal with the human government, how can there be such a peaceful one-acre three-point land."

"I'm not a monster," Bian Mu frowned and defended, "The name Ji Zijin sounds familiar."

"I've seen a lot of little half-demons like you, even if they are mixed with the blood of foreign monsters, they are still monsters, and you still say you are not?" The minister hissed and stuck out his tongue, which was forked and slender, It turned out to be a snake spirit, "Ji Zijin is our president, he is an ordinary human being, but his partner is more awesome, he is a five-clawed golden dragon."

Speaking of this, Minister Snake praised with a full face of admiration: "Dragon, how awesome! If I can fight a little bit with the dragon in my life, even if I am willing to transform into a dragon!"

Bian Mu listened to his gossip indifferently. He knew about dragons, but he didn't think that dragons were so awesome, so he couldn't help but say a bit more: "What's wrong with dragons? Just because his object is dragons, so humans Can you also be the head of a monster?"

"Hush! A little monster like you knows how to talk nonsense!" Minister Snake glanced at him, "The golden dragon's lifespan is as high as the sky, and it can do anything! Now the dragon clan has fallen, but he is still a dragon, or the world. On the last dragon."

After finishing speaking, Minister Snake began to sigh: "Nowadays, monsters are not as good as one generation after another. Even dragons don't know how to be in awe. They really don't understand the heights of heaven and earth!"

Bian Mu: "..."

"Do you know why I want to talk to you about this?" Minister Snake tilted his eyes at him again, "It was Ji Zijin and Luo Renli who jointly protected you and wanted to accept you into the association. Under our protection, what kind of members of the Laozi Association People don’t dare to fight you, you know? If it weren’t for your identity as a human-monster hybrid, and you can barely be considered a local monster, otherwise we wouldn’t accept you! How dare you speak ill of them?”

The minister snorted unceremoniously.

Bian Mu: "..."

Bian Mu felt that he was out of tune with this group of guys, because he was not from the same group, or else in order to avoid the lunatics from the Demon Hunt Association...

"We never care about the life and death of shapeshifters," Minister Snake seemed to see through his mind, "except that they are foreign species, and more importantly, they can't live for a hundred years... All the monsters in this world are survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong... Are you really You should cherish, especially your partner and your son."

Bian Mu's heart twitched, and then he raised his eyes to face him squarely: "What do you mean?"

Minister Snake consciously slipped his tongue, and quickly changed the subject: "What's the point? Literally! Cherish what you have now, live well!"

Bian Mu thought about it, and read the contract with a sullen face. The conditions above are very favorable, but why is the treatment so good?I always feel that there is something strange.

Bian Mu never understood why the Special Association wanted to admit him into the association. They didn't care about shapeshifters, they didn't care about humans, and they cared about the children between humans and shapeshifters?It doesn't make sense.

But there is indeed no trap in the contract, especially since the contract was drafted by monsters and has the power of heaven, so they cannot break the contract.

So why?Do they have other plans?

Bian Mu frowned, clutching the pen, refusing to put it down.

"what are you worried about?"

A strange voice appeared, and another person walked outside the door, wearing a pair of glasses, looking gentle.

Bian Mu turned around, only to feel that this person looked familiar, and heard Minister Snake behind him shouting respectfully: "President Ji."

Is this person Ji Zijin?Bian Mu searched in his mind for a while, and then suddenly found that this person was the son of the uncle painter whom he met at the farmhouse.

The world can't be that small, Bian Mu felt a little vigilant in his heart, and he stared at this person: "What is your purpose?"

"It was just a chance meeting at the beginning, but now I came here purely to solve this matter." Ji Zijin drove himself a cup of tea, he took a sip and said suddenly, "Actually, I am a fortune-telling person."

Bian Mu said nothing, just looked at him suspiciously.

"Your bloodline is amazing, but it's also common." Ji Zijin slowly talked about an unrelated topic, "Our association has not absorbed enough half-human, half-demon children. These children have always doubted whether we can give them An environment where demons and half-demons coexist on an equal footing... You, a half-demon of human beings and foreign monsters—is it called Skinwalker—can serve as a favorable representative, allowing them to join our organization with peace of mind .”

Bian Mu is dubious about this: "It doesn't have to be me." He doesn't believe in any nonsense about being destined by heaven.

"You're right, this is the superficial reason," Ji Zijin rubbed the teacup in his hand carefully, "the inner reason... In fact, we let you join the club because of your son."

Bian Mu looked at this person fiercely, but saw the other person saying word by word: "That child will bring changes to this world in the future."

Bian Mu was stunned for a moment: "An accident? What kind of accident can a cub bring about?"

"It doesn't have to be this child," Ji Zijin said flatly, "Maybe it might be the next child."

Bian Mu frowned, how did he know that they might have another one, and fortune-telling could calculate the second child?funny.

Ji Zijin didn't seem to see his frown, nor did he see through the sneer in his heart, but said: "As for what happened? Who knows whether the accident is good or bad? But my hexagram is good."

He poured himself another cup of tea, and said slowly: "But he is not born, and the world will go on as usual, which is good."

Bian Mu remained silent, with a murderous look on his face.

But Ji Zijin said as if he didn't notice anything: "By the way, you don't know, do you? Your partner originally didn't want this child, but later he regretted it."

Bian Mu frowned deeper, but relaxed again: "He still keeps the cub for me."

"This is a good thing," Ji Zijin nodded, and wrote lightly, "Since the future world will become better, and since your son has been born, then I will pave the way—"

Ji Zijin put the teacup aside after drinking tea, looked directly at Bian Mu: "I've finished explaining, let's sign."

Bian Mu looked at the contract on the table, and then at the person in front of him: "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Ji Zijin laughed softly, and solemnly said, "If I have half a false statement in the above, it will be struck by lightning."

Hearing his oath, Bian Mu picked up a pen and happily signed his name.

On the other hand, Dian Yu was bored at home, so he took his son out for a stroll.

He originally wanted to take his son to the supermarket with him, but he thought it was not appropriate to take pets to the supermarket, so he took him to his school.

Taking cats to school is not something that happens once or twice. Dianyu met a few familiar friends on the road, and they all suggested that they want to pet cats, but they were all rejected by him with righteous words. go.

How could my son let people masturbate casually, Dian Yu thought coldly, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the school, hurriedly heading towards a certain classroom.

It's that weird old man... Oh no, it should be called Papa Bian, Dian Yu thought, probably out of curiosity, he followed him secretly, and sneaked into the classroom with his head bowed while Papa Bian wasn't paying attention.

There are quite a lot of people in this classroom, almost no seats are available, Dian Yu finally found a seat to sit down.

Maybe it's because there are too many people in this classroom, it's inconvenient to hold a cub, Dian Yu also received a few envious or disgusted looks, but he unanimously ignored them, going his own way, and the people around him couldn't say anything.

As soon as I sat down, I realized that Dad Bian was standing on the podium, plugged in a USB flash drive and turned on the projector, and began to give lectures in a serious manner...

Bian's father turned out to be their school teacher?Dian Yu felt a little unbelievable, he listened carefully to what this man said, and found that the other party turned out to be a metaphysics teacher who studied Zhouyi... Their school still offers this kind of class?

Dian Yu looked ahead in disbelief, feeling a little complicated.

After listening to the whole class, although I don't understand why this class is so popular, the methods and stories that Dad Bian said are really mysterious, just like listening to ghost stories, which makes people a little creepy and a little excited.

Father Bian still spoke in a serious manner. He was a little short-sighted and didn't notice that there was an allusion in the classroom at all.

Father Bian is very serious about teaching, as if what he said is true, he writes and draws on the blackboard from time to time, and talks about cases while drawing. There are quite a few rows of students in the classroom following him While doing it, from time to time, there were small voices of discussion. The academic atmosphere was extremely strong, and there was also a sense of inexplicable mystery.

Dian Yu doesn't understand this class at all, but it seems that Father Bian is really a bit awesome, but he is really puzzled, isn't Father Bian in business?How do you become a teacher now?Also teach metaphysics?

And according to Bian Mu's description, Bian's father should be an uncle in his forties or fifties, why does he look like an old man in his sixties now?

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.