[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

When the students didn't realize it, Fu Sangshen quietly added a course to adapt to murderous aura in the training.

"A life that can't even bear the murderous intent is incomplete."

Luan plausibly said: "Besides, it's not all released from the beginning, step by step, let them get used to it little by little."

Up to now, no matter if it is a boy or a girl, they are all running laps and exercising in Fu Sangshen's murderous aura.

At first, they felt that the teacher chasing after them was so scary, as if they were being pricked by needles at any moment, but they gradually got used to it after being bathed in such an atmosphere.

Now, without this sense of urgency, they feel uncomfortable and always feel that something is missing.

Fu Sangshen said he knew nothing about it.

After seeing this kind of training method similar to execution, Jiu Tun couldn't help but look at Otengu.

Such a good monster seedling, why didn't they discover it first?

Look at the skills of those swordsmen, they don't have wings or claws, but what they are good at in human form is exactly what monsters are least good at.

Swords and swords are floating, and everyone has a lot of fighting power.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

In the eyes of normal humans, Jiu Tun's clothes are more like cosplay clothes, but in the eyes of Old Antique Sanriyue, they are outlandish clothes. These two strangers, who are not guests at first glance, appear at the door of their house, which cannot make people feel at ease.

"We belong to the Monster Alliance."

Jiu Tun reported his identity carelessly: "Komaeda should have told you that he will come to get you some identity certificates in the next two days. It just so happens that Otengu, who issues ID cards from our alliance, is back from a business trip. , as soon as he arrived at the office, he was pulled out to do business."

Ootengu nodded slightly, and his big wings were automatically retracted behind him after landing, but the special effects that came with it made the men with swords think of the wing decorations in the game.

——Speaking of the price, it is still quite expensive. I heard that it can really fly with the equipment.

Sanriyue gave Yiqi Yizhen a look and asked him to go to the backyard to inform other people not to appear on the first floor during this time.

"Mr. Komaeda did tell us about this, and we should have paid a visit."

Sending out a smile full of apology, and leading people to the waiting area, Sanriyue used the most skilled way of entertaining people.

"However, I just received the commission in the past two days, and everyone is very interested in this job, so I can't get all the staff here for the time being."

So what is the process of your ID card?

Jiu Tun took a sip of the tea and felt that there was no wine to drink. He looked at the number of Fu Sangshen in the room, and pointed at the big dog: "It doesn't matter, whoever is present will do it first, and the ID card will be obtained very quickly."

The first step is to record the name in the notebook.

The second step is to tear off the fur of the big tengu.

The third step is to input spiritual power and keep the feathers properly.

The next step is to provide an introduction booklet for each newly joined monster, so that they can know their environment and how to get to the monster world.

This is a simplified process that cannot be simplified anymore. There is no waiting time for the issuance of an ID card, but it is said to be the fastest in history.

"Is it that simple?"

The onlookers were surprised: "The monsters are really simple and rough enough."

"Understand." Jiu Tun rolled his eyes, "It's hard to find an honest person who is willing to do the population registration. If the process is so complicated that the other party is exhausted and forced to leave, who will take over this mess next."

Daitengu didn't take Shuten's slander to heart, he took out the register, took out a pair of glasses and put them on.

He looked at Fu Sangshen in front of him: "Name, age, place of birth, it's best to say what you are good at, so that it can be easily assigned during wartime."

"Hey, are the monsters going to fight too?"

Taiko Bell got half of his body out from behind the sofa of Sanriyue: "Sure enough, every world has such a strong flavor."

"Those who are willing to do identity registration are peace-loving monsters. Similarly, there are naturally militant factions who are unwilling to enjoy a peaceful life."

Daitengu's tone was flat: "Most of the peace-loving monsters are too weak to even hold a knife. Doing some logistics work is already the limit, and the rest will be made up by other monsters."

His meaning is very obvious, when you join, you will be coolies.

"It feels so bad."

Ai Ran complained: "There is no benefit at all and you still have to post yourself in it. Is this considered a robbery from the demon world?"

"Read less useless novels."

Akashi lazily looked at the monster in front of him: "Who said there is no benefit, if you don't add it, why should others tell the benefit."

We are not important enough to make people pay a lot of money just to join, let's face the reality, silly Airan.

"Then follow the number on the knife account."

Everyone encouraged Mikazuki Zongjin to be the first to register, and Mikazuki, who had been entrusted with high expectations, sighed, sat opposite the big tengu and began to answer the other party's questions.

In addition to the ordinary name and gender, he was also collected measurements.

In fact, it is the length and width of his body. These are the data published on the museum page, but it is a bit shameful to say it myself.

If it weren't for the refusal of the three suns and the moon, the big tengu even wanted the mourning god to place the body separately and take pictures one by one.

"...I'm sorry, this dog's IQ will run away every now and then, so don't pay attention to his nonsense."

Jiu Tun twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and stopped this colleague who was indistinguishable from gods and demons when he entered the working state: "The monsters who have registered their information are..."

He looked around and found that the fallen feathers collected during the previous battle had not been brought out, so he directly reached out to the big tengu's wings, and plucked out a feather.

"Take it and input your spiritual power."

San Riyue followed the other party's words, and slowly poured in his own spiritual power, his power was slowly entering, and the feather seemed to be infected by this power, shimmering.

Finally, the knife pattern belonging to Sanriyue flashed in the center of the feather, stayed for a second and then disappeared.

"This is the passport to enter the demon world. I will give you the pamphlet for how to use it later."

Jiu Tun called the rest of the people to come over and continue to register: "It's useless for others to take this thing. Only when stimulated by the same spiritual power will your personal pattern appear."

"What will you do if you lose it?"

Jinjian asked a very practical question: "A feather so light and fluffy will disappear when the wind blows."

"If you lose it, there's nothing you can do."

The red-haired monster shrugged irresponsibly: "As you can see, this pass is taken from the wings of the big tengu. There are so many monsters. If everyone loses his ID card once, he will become a bald dog in a short time. "

"One for each person, no reissue, if you don't want to lose it, keep it well. Of course, if the big tengu is willing to help you after you lose it, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

At this time, the big tengu who should have run away with his IQ snorted coldly, and instantly switched to a noble and glamorous mode.

"If you lose it, you will die."

His flat tone was not a joke at all: "There has been no example of re-doing so far. I don't think you want to be the first, do you?"

"I am very sure of that."

Ishikimaru smiled, his more reliable appearance than an honest man added to his sense of trust: "We will definitely keep it well."

The feather that left the big tengu seems to be completely out of touch with it, especially after being branded with the Fusangshen brand. Whether it is the hollow feather root or the stretched feathers, it reveals the breath of its current owner.

The two monsters were of one level and the other pulled their hairs, and they quickly took care of Fu Sangshen who was present. After half of the work was done, Shuten became a little bored.

"Could you get me a glass, please?"

He said to Fu Sangshen on the opposite side: "The tea is not strong enough, you probably don't mind if I have a drink here."

"Of course I don't mind."

Jiro's eyes sparkled after catching the key words: "Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, if you said earlier that you wanted to drink, we would have served it to you from the beginning."

He also hinted at Candlestick Che with his eyes: "This is not what I want to drink, it's what the guest wants. I just have a couple of drinks with him."

The originally empty sofa opposite Jiu Tun was instantly filled by three alcoholics. As soon as the four of them made eye contact, smiles bloomed on their faces.

Fellow people.

"Come, come, let me do it first as a respect."

Jiu Tun, who originally thought that Fu Sangshen was full of boring old antiques, was very satisfied, so he simply walked over by himself, brought a large bowl with a surprisingly large capacity, and poured out the wine in the gourd.

Fusangshen's place is not good, they still drink the most common ones bought from supermarkets, the aroma and taste are not as good as those in Jiu Tun's hands.

It's just that they were not mentally prepared to drink the wine poured from the gourd's mouth.

I always feel... What's the matter with the gourd's saliva!

"Good good!"

Alcoholics like guests like Jiu Tun the most. Four people come and go, looking for different words of celebration just to drink another bowl of wine. Even a hundred people passing by the door to celebrate today are used as an excuse to force Touched a bowl.

"Cool!"

Just smelling the scent wafting over from Shuten was enough for Fudo's shallow drinking capacity, he started to feel dizzy after two cups, he giggled while holding the wine bottle, he didn't know what he was having fun with alone.

But Jiro and Nippon Kai turned on the mode of watching plum blossoms and quenching their thirst. They took a deep breath of the strong fragrance in the air, and then took a sip of wine, as if they were drinking the mellow wine.

Looking at his younger brother who was acting like this, Taro showed a rare and warm smile like a spring breeze.

It's shameful to throw it to someone else's house. It's really lax family education.

"Hey, why do you guys start drinking during the day?"

Tsurumaru, who came out of the gymnasium in advance and told Candlestick to start preparing lunch, covered his nose: "Have you made a lot of money? The taste of this wine is not the best that can be bought for a few hundred dollars."

After hearing Tsurumaru's words, Jiro and the others' eyes were filled with sadness.

"Of course not the best ones you smell."

They shook the simple glass bottle in their hands: "It's still a special price I bought from the supermarket before."

There is also a buy one get one free label on the bottle, which can be said to be very thrifty.

"Forget it, get the smell out of here before the students come out."

Tsurumaru could only emphasize this, but when he saw Shuten, his eyes widened.

"What an outrageous outfit."

In these fusangshen, basically everyone is wrapped up tightly, and they are short of the daily life of the three layers inside and outside the three layers of winter. When they suddenly saw the monsters wearing so little clothes, they felt inexplicably ashamed.

"No, why don't you find him some clothes first?"

Tsurumaru stumbled and muttered: "Such clothes are not conducive to building a civilized society."