I! Cleaner!

Want a strand of my hair?

After hearing the request from the leader of the insurgents, Leon immediately became alert.

Although the other party's ability seemed to be related to the "door", there was a connection between the insurgents and Director Aquarius, and Aquarius created so many anomalies, so it is very likely that he left one or several of them to him.

So, if this anomaly can use hair to detect the status of others, will his identity "borrowed" from a photo be exposed?

…

"Little Baggins?"

Seeing that Leon did not pull out a strand of hair immediately, but stood there silently without any action, the fat uncle beside him could not help but get anxious and quickly reached out and pushed him.

"Hurry up! What are you waiting for?"

"Sorry, I... I'm a little too excited!"

Following the force of the fat uncle pushing him, after stumbling for a while, Leon quietly reached into his arms, knocked on the small mirror, hooked his finger at the young Ha inside, and then said with gratitude:

"Thank you for the opportunity, leader! I'll pull out my hair now!"

After a group of people curiously watched, playing the role of a teenager who was "stunned" by surprise, Leon quickly took his hand out of his arms, and then reached out and pulled hard on the back of his head.

"Leader, are these enough?"

"Enough, enough... Actually, you don't need to pull so many, just one will do..."

Looking at the small tuft of black short hair on the slightly trembling hand of "Little Baggins", the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile helplessly, then took one from inside, and gently rubbed it on the inside of the watch according to the method taught by Director Aquarius.

"Squeak~"

Accompanied by a subtle sound similar to metal gears biting each other, a small gap suddenly appeared on the side of the watch worn by the middle-aged man, revealing the internal mechanical structure.

Under the "shocked" gaze of Lyon and the others, this strange-shaped six-pin watch seemed to come alive. The gears, pendulums and rockers made of brass were like tiny and twisted sharp teeth exposed in the gap, swallowing the black hair directly.

"This is something a friend gave me. It can detect whether a person has "special" power by hair. The more pointers that move and the larger the amplitude, the better your qualifications."

After briefly explaining the function of the watch, the middle-aged man grabbed the switch on the other side of the watch and gently flipped it.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Accompanied by an extremely subtle sound, the five pointers jumped up almost instantly and began to move quickly towards the abnormal range.

Past, body, soul, personality, emotions... Old Baggins had such an experience, but only three pointers showed reaction. How could this child deviate from normal people in so many aspects?

After looking at "Little Baggins" with some surprise, the middle-aged man lowered his head and looked at the watch expectantly. When all the pointers stopped, he couldn't help showing a look of regret.

Although three of them passed the test, but... it was not three groups of pointers, one group at a time, but the past, body, and soul passed the test. The last group of emotions and personality only moved slightly, and it was far from being abnormal.

Little Baggins had a painful past, but no great future. Although his body and soul were all abnormal, his emotions and personality were all substandard, and the amplitude could only be regarded as a slight fluctuation.

It seemed that as I had judged before, although this child had also experienced a painful past, he was taken care of by the old Owen family, so he did not really sink into darkness. It was just because of family changes that his personality and emotions were slightly extreme.

It's a pity. Just like his father, Old Baggins, although it is not impossible, it still lacks the final touch.

"Sorry."

Facing the extremely expectant eyes of Old Owen and the others, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly and gave a negative answer directly.

"Although Little Baggins is not completely without qualifications, it is still a little bit worse than the minimum standard. At present, he does not have that qualification."

"..."

"Is that so..."

After hearing the answer given by the middle-aged man, "Little Baggins", who was personally determined by the leader to have no talent, couldn't help but dim his eyes and lowered his head in despair.

The fat uncle sighed deeply, patted his back as a comfort, and then forced a smile to the middle-aged man:

"Sorry to bother the leader, but even if we don't have that kind of magical ability, I believe that as long as we work hard, we can still do something!"

After hearing the fat uncle's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

Is it enough as long as you work hard? Then I tried so many times before and after crossing the gate to the other world, why is everything still sliding towards the abyss?

In this world, some things are destined not to be achieved by hard work. If you don’t have the ability, you don’t have the ability. If you don’t have the qualifications, you don’t have the qualifications!

“Yes… As long as you work hard… It should be possible.”

The middle-aged man with a dull pain in his heart smiled, said a lie that he didn’t believe, stepped aside to open the door to the capital, and then opened his mouth to Leon and told him:

“Go back quickly, although a lot of your money should have been drunk by old Baggins, and the rest should probably be fined for defacing the memorial wall, but he may not have brought all the money with him, and there may be some left at home.

So you can go and see if there is any money left in his family. If you don't have enough money next time, you can ask the finance department for some advances and tell them that I asked you to do so. "

"Thank you, Chief..."

Faced with the care of the middle-aged man, the "little Baggins" whose dream was shattered nodded and thanked him weakly. Then he followed the fat uncle who whispered to comfort him, walked through the warehouse door with a gloomy look, and left the valley that served as a settlement.

After their figures disappeared, the middle-aged man sighed, turned around and walked towards the center of the valley, preparing to arrange his actions for the next period of time, whether because he regretted not being able to obtain new anomalies or lamenting his own powerless fate like him.

But he had just walked out a few steps when he saw a strong figure running over in a hurry. The man was sniffing excitedly while running, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he ran over with a look of great joy.

"Nathan... Chief! Is this your smell? Why are you fragrant again?"

"??? ”

What smell? What does it mean that I have become fragrant?

Sniffing his cuffs with some surprise, he did not find any special smell. The middle-aged man could not help but frowned and asked:

"Tiger? What are you talking about? How can there be any fragrance on me?"

"..."

There is indeed no fragrance... or it is not his fragrance, and it is getting fainter and fainter...

After getting close to the middle-aged man and sniffing hard twice, the strange man with burns all over his body shook his head with disappointment, and then asked with disgust:

"First... Nathan, did you meet a real strong man? Where is he?"