The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 38 38. My organization is extremely fair, my boss is absolutely honest, and my future is bright.

Mason slept for a long time, and he woke up slowly after about three hours.

When I opened my eyes, a familiar character card jumped into my eyes. The "E-class personnel of the Stars Club" in the identity column had changed into a freshly released "C-class staff of the Stars Club".

The young man did not feel joy or satisfaction after getting promoted. On the contrary, he opened the sleeve of his left arm the moment he got up.

The originally very simple ghost claw tattoo on it has become very complicated.

The outer black ring turned into a simple light-like flame line, and the inner ghost claws were also "upgraded" to double ghost claws and a weird twisted torso.

Zha Kang's guess about this curse is absolutely correct!

It is indeed growth-oriented.

Moreover, Mason has "personally practiced" to figure out its growth conditions. Increasing the level in the Society of Stars will make this tattoo become more complex and complete.

Mason guessed that if he reaches level A, then this tattoo will completely reveal the reflection of an evil ghost.

"Boss! Why have you grown taller?"

The Kite Man, who had been watching Mason from the side and was already somewhat drowsy, was awakened. His first exclamation made Mason subconsciously look at his feet.

The pants that fit me before have become trendy "high-profile pants", with part of my legs and wrists exposed, and two buttons of my trench coat shirt have been undone.

Not only has he grown almost 5 centimeters taller, but he has also become stronger. He no longer has the skinny appearance of a 17-year-old young man who was bullied at school.

Can you believe I have muscles in my abdomen?

"Don't be surprised, this is just an 'employee benefit', everyone has it."

Mr. Hunter's gentle voice sounded at the door of the large box next to the office.

He walked up to Mason and looked up and down. The young man clearly felt a penetrating gaze examining him, as if he was being seen through.

"Well, having a great job is half of the satisfaction."

Mr. Hunter told a dirty joke in a serious tone, withdrew his gaze from Mason's lower body, and said to the embarrassed young man:

"You have a good foundation. The effect of strengthening your body and life quality is very good. Your strength, speed, and endurance have all been improved. It has also helped you control your endocrine system and improved your gastrointestinal circulation.

But don’t be too superstitious about this kind of ‘welfare’, Mason.

It won't make you a super human overnight, it just raises your physical fitness to the upper level of a standard humanoid at your age.

It's similar to an excellent soldier who has been trained for many years, but you have to tap your potential yourself."

"This is enough, Mr. Hunter. I am grateful for the organization's training. I will do my best to do things well and not let you and old Captain K down."

Mason took advantage of every opportunity to show his loyalty.

Mr. Hunter didn't care about this. He said in a businesslike tone:

"Since you two don't plan to change the base world, I won't force you.

My work here has been completed and I will leave soon. While you were in a coma, I went out for a walk, and I have to say, your city has opened my eyes, Mason."

The big boss of the Star Club complained:

"While I was on the street buying a cup of milk tea, I witnessed three robberies, two frauds, one theft against me and an indecency that happened right next to me.

By the way, I saw a group of heavily armed guys having a shootout in the street, and a few guys in strange clothes falling from the sky.

Has your life in Gotham always been so colorful? No wonder you don’t want to change the world. If it were me, I wouldn’t want to miss so many ‘wonders’.”

"Haha, all the locals are like this, sir."

Mason's deadpan read:

"Don't look at the chaotic appearance of this city. After you get to know it deeply, you will find that it is even more filthy on the inside, but it is really suitable for newcomers like us to lurk here.

It’s a mixed bag in itself.”

"Okay."

Mr. Hunter nodded and said:

"Then before I leave, it is necessary for me to play the role of 'newcomer guide' again and tell you some things you must know.

Oh, right.

You two will remember to call the police for me later.

The guy who molested the little boy cut off his crime tools and his hands and feet and threw them in a trash can on the street. I told the police to go quickly so that he wouldn't die so easily from excessive blood loss.

This won’t cause you any trouble, will it?”

"No, sir, this is an act of supreme justice and shows your bright heart. I will call the police for you immediately!"

The kite man took out his mobile phone and walked out of the box with a wink.

As the younger brother all year round, he knew that this would be a private conversation time between the big boss and the little boss, and he shouldn't appear there, lest he hear something he shouldn't hear.

"Mason, since you are already a C-level personnel, the reorganized Team K will not send any more guides to you."

Mr. Hunter took out a thin booklet from his cloak and handed it to him and said:

"As a captain, you need to study harder and learn all the rules as quickly as possible to avoid unnecessary risks when going on missions in the future, and this."

A small black velvet bag was also placed in Mason's hand. Mr. Hunter explained:

"Here are fifteen energy stones used to open the door to the world. They are your team's ration for two months. Of course, if you are proficient in alchemy or magic, you can also make your own energy stones.

If the quality is good enough, the organization will recycle it at a high price."

"Okay, I understand."

Mason nodded, and then heard the boss, who was indeed very good-natured and not overbearing, ask:

"How many world coordinates are recorded in Old K's World Gate?"

"There are four illuminated scales on the door handle."

Mason recalled the details of the World Gate. Mr. Hunter nodded and said:

"Then excluding the base world, you should have three explorable worlds at hand.

Considering the level of Old K, there should be no ordinary D-level world in it, and the lowest level is C-level. With the appearance of your current team, I do not recommend that you explore high-risk worlds.

Let’s practice in the low-level world first.

Team K has just been reorganized, so the organization will not assign you mandatory exploration and exploration tasks in the past two months, but you must hurry up and improve your strength in these two months.

remember!

This is very important, otherwise once you are thrown into a strange world that needs to be explored, you will easily be wiped out."

"Okay, thank you sir for reminding me."

Mason kept these suggestions in mind, and he humbly asked:

"Is there anything else I must know? If it doesn't take up your precious time, could Charles and I treat you to a meal?"

"I appreciate your kindness, but you don't need to eat."

Mr. Hunter laughed meaningfully, patted Mason on the shoulder and said:

"Don't play with these little tricks. The Stars Association is an organization that advocates efficiency. Mason, you just joined us and you don't know much about these things. If you want to win my favor and attention, then contribute as much as possible to the organization.

We don't have the bad habits of big companies.

As a huge organization that spans nearly a thousand parallel worlds, we have a set of efficient and clean internal reviews, huh? What is this?"

He watched as Mason quietly handed over a small jewelry box.

There was an irregular gray stone the size of a fingernail inside. Mr. Hunter's eyes immediately narrowed behind the mask. He took the extremely small thing and inspected it in front of his eyes.

After nearly ten seconds of silence, he said:

"Are you bribing me? So blatantly? This seems to be a magical item that can break life and death?"

"Yes, sir, I did an experiment with zombies. It can 'resurrect' the dead. Well, it's a very scary kind of 'resurrection'."

Mason bowed his head and said:

"I admit that I was a little cautious when I found it in the ruins of the college. I originally planned to keep it for my own use, but then I realized that this kind of thing is too evil.

It's definitely not something a novice like me can control, and there's no way I can destroy it.

You are the old captain of Captain K, and I am the new captain of Team K designated by Old K. Rounding this up, you are also my senior big brother.

I can only ask you for advice on such dangerous things.

Sir, please show your kindness and help Team K deal with such a terrible evil thing."

"If you are exposed for this kind of behavior, you will be thrown into the red dwarf star."

Mr. Hunter shook his head, turned over the small fragment of the Resurrection Stone with his finger and disappeared.

He scolded righteously:

"Don't do this again! Did you hear that, the Stars Association is an honest organization?

We do not form internal cliques, let alone cliques!

Our internal competition has always been based on strength. Instead of engaging in these crooked ways, we should focus on improving ourselves!

You little guy has a very problematic mind. It seems I have to pay more attention to your crooked K team. Are you interested in becoming my direct development team?

Originally there were no places left.

But for the sake of old K, I can give you a chance to try."

"What difference does it make? My lord."

Mason exclaimed in his heart that he is so honest!

I just tested it and you actually accepted it. This corporate culture is really good enough.

He asked softly:

"I believe this must be in service to the organization, but I'm just afraid that our lack of ability will bring disgrace to your face."

"The direct development team is no different from an ordinary team, except that you are directly responsible to me. Every time a forced development mission is issued, you have the right to choose one of three target worlds.

Correspondingly, worlds that require exclusive pioneering teams to enter are generally more difficult.

The risk is greater.

Of course the benefits are also huge.”

Mr. Hunter coughed and said to Mason:

"But I think young people should be motivated. It's a good thing to have the courage to challenge yourself. Look at this lonely journey in life. How can we leave happily without making a big fuss?

Are you right?"

"Of course Team K is willing to help you solve your problems."

Mason agreed without hesitation.

Mr. Hunter glanced at him again and motioned for him to take out his identity card. Mason pinched it with his fingers, and a bronze star card appeared in his hand, indicating that his level had been upgraded.

The big boss stretched out his finger and scratched a unique mark on Mason's identity card, and a small hunter's emblem appeared in the corner of Mason's card.

"That's it. The first development mission of Team K will be in two months. Behave well and don't embarrass me!"

Mr. Hunter withdrew his finger and said to Mason:

“Another thing newcomers need to pay attention to is the trade fair that happens every three months.

It is also one of the very important organizational benefits for newcomers. Anything you lack can be exchanged there with your fellow members of the organization, and you can exchange any good things you have.

The rest is in the captain's manual, you can read it yourself."

After saying that, Mr. Hunter was about to leave but was stopped by Mason. The young man hesitated for a moment and finally asked the question that had been nagging him in his heart.

He said to the big boss:

"Sir, I saw the doomsday with my own eyes in that wizarding world, and I also heard from Old K that disaster and tragedy are the main themes of the parallel world. This made me toss and turn after I came back and I couldn't let it go.

I want to ask you, are disasters like zombies really common in parallel worlds?"

"It depends on how you feel about the end of the world, Mason."

Mr. Hunter stopped and did not look back.

He sighed and said:

“When will the world end? When the stars fall apart? When the backbone of civilization is shattered? Or when the malice of darkness envelopes everyone and drives away the last ray of light?

Many newcomers will have the same doubts after completing their first world exploration, but few can persist in looking for the answer to this question.

Mason, maybe you can give it a try.

My answer to this question may not be suitable for you, but you can use your own eyes and steps to summarize your answer. I look forward to the day when you tell me that answer.

The premise is that you can survive until that time."

You didn't say anything.

Mason complained in his mind that his new big boss was actually a Riddler.

He sighed and was about to say goodbye to Mr. Hunter, but unexpectedly, the gentle-tempered big man suddenly turned around and said to him when he walked to the door of the box:

"Ah, I almost forgot something, Mason."

He stared at the young man and said:

"You have some kind of pheromone mark on your body that is used for positioning. I don't know if you have noticed it, but the person who put this mark on you is obviously very clever.

That special pheromone will leave a weak reaction signal that can be detected wherever you stay for more than five minutes.

But don't worry.

I have already cleaned up the traces here."

Mr. Hunter chuckled and said to the young man whose expression changed drastically:

"Youth is an advantage, Mason, but it is also a terrible disadvantage. It seems that you have been targeted by a hunter who is far more mature and powerful than you.

I can only wish you good luck, little one."

"Wait! Sir!"

A flash of lightning flashed in Mason's heart, and he immediately remembered some of his actions in Blackgate Prison last night, especially his conversation with Penguin in the sewers.

Damn it!

He must have been there for more than five minutes!

Batman has been there!

His whereabouts were exposed, but the fact that the scary man hadn't even knocked on the door meant that things were about to turn around.

In desperation, he grabbed Mr. Hunter's wrist, but he waved his hand like a sandbag and instantly jumped ten meters across the box and hit the wall.

It felt like being hit by a heavy artillery shell

The hunter closed his fingers, and a surge of soft force "pulled" Mason back from flying out. He had been so friendly just now, but now his whole body was exuding a terrible chill.

He stared at Mason and said word by word:

"I don't like people touching me! Mason, this is the first time and I don't want the next time!"

"Sorry, sir."

Mason lowered his head and said softly:

"It's just that something happened suddenly. I might have been targeted by Batman. If it's not presumptuous, I hope you can do me a favor before leaving."

"Do you know how busy I am, young man."

Mr. Hunter asked.

Mason's answer was to take out Sujie's Eagle with his backhand. This sword is the best thing he has at the moment besides the magic stone and the resurrection stone fragments.

When Mr. Hunter saw the sword, he shook his head and said:

"Old K's sword, or the weapon information I gave him. You really know how to choose a gift. Forget it, tell me, what do you want me to do for you? I can only give you thirty minutes."

Mason immediately told him his plan, and Mr. Hunter nodded and disappeared. After he left, Mason sat on the sofa and looked at his bruised left hand.

It was this hand that held Mr. Hunter's wrist just now, and the touch at that moment made Mason at least certain of one thing.

That's a woman!

Men's wrists are never that slender.

So, is Mr. Hunter actually Old K’s old lover? Or is it some other hellish relationship? Otherwise, it cannot be explained that this big shot gave him so many conveniences as a newcomer just for the sake of Old K’s face.

Or does she have an ulterior motive for being so nice to a newcomer like her?

Do you fatten pigs before killing them?

Well, we must be on guard against it.

As Mason walked out of the box, he thought that he might need to prepare a long-term contact plan for this unknown hunter lady.

Batman has many bad habits, but there are also many things worth learning from. Mason feels that he may also need a private database.

(End of chapter)