Chapter 640: Chapter 486 Spokesperson
“Join the Hurricane Bureau?”
Beelu was sowhat bewildered by his words, as he still didn’t know what the Hurricane Bureau actually was.
It was only during the recent conversation that he heard the other party ntion it once. It seed that the people tracking him were from there.
What is the Hurricane Bureau?
Why should I join them?
And what was the use of that bottle containing a golden-yellow liquid that the other party had just taken out?
In an instant, several questions popped into Beelu’s mind. He was about to ask for the reasons when the other man interjected first.
“The Hurricane Bureau is an organization established by Arica specifically for dealing with supernatural events. It possesses top-notch personnel and technology and is currently headquartered in Washington, with its second largest branch base located here in New York City…”
Shi Yong briefly introduced so information about the Hurricane Bureau. As the person in charge of intelligence for the Star Alliance, his explanations were more detailed than Yang Yangyang’s.
Upon gaining a rough understanding of what the Hurricane Bureau was, Beelu beca sowhat excited.
“So, you’re saying it’s similar to that Departnt of Holand Security from the movies? Does this an I could also join sothing like the Avengers in the future?”
Shi Yong shook his head.
“To be precise, it’s still different.”
“Uh… what’s the difference?”
“Although the Hurricane Bureau deals with supernatural events, they do not have any Transcendents.”
“What? No Transcendents?”
Beelu was stunned, and his interest waned instantly.
Without Transcendents, it was just an ordinary organization. What was so great about joining such an organization?
Although he thought this, he didn’t feel it was appropriate to say it outright.
After all, this was the task the other party wanted him to complete. If he wanted to beco a mber on their side, he must carry out this task.
“Um, may I ask what exactly I need to do to join the Hurricane Bureau?”
This ti, Yang Yangyang spoke up. He operated his wristwatch for a mont and then projected a series of images of Alien Species.
“As you can see, our world is currently facing a certain crisis. Monsters known as Alien Species are attacking our hos. Humanity is still asleep, and we need to wake them from their slumber.”
“However, for so reason, we can’t appear in person to alert them. Therefore, we need so ‘Spokespersons’ to undertake this task.”
“The Hurricane Bureau, as a top force in Arica, possesses formidable strength and potential. Beelu, we need you to join them, and then through so covert thods, share our information with them to help them with their initial preparations.”
“Of course, since it is about sharing information, we will also need you to periodically send back so intelligence about them, which will aid us in our own actions against the Alien Species.”
Yang Yangyang slowly explained the whole situation, leaving the young Black man, Beelu, bewildered.
“Spokesperson…”
He murmured the word under his breath, feeling like he was stepping into the role of a movie protagonist.
A sudden, intense sense of mission rose in his heart, as if he were carrying the heavy burden of saving the world on his shoulders.
Yang Yangyang’s words had also revealed so information about the Alien Species to Beelu, which had stimulated the latter with the thrill of discovering a hidden truth.
After explaining a bit more about what Alien Species were, Yang Yangyang then leaned back into the sofa, waiting for him to digest everything.
After a while, Beelu finally ca out of his shock, and his excitedly flushed face gradually returned to normal.
He was silent for a mont and then thought of so questions, hesitating before he spoke:
“Well, Mr. Bai Ze, I am personally very willing to accept this mission, but the Hurricane Bureau is an elite agency, how can I join it? And, might I be exposed or sothing… After all, I’m just an ordinary person without any extraordinary power, and I hear that organizations like theirs have psychologists, analysts, even lie detectors, truth serums, and …”
Yang Yangyang nodded at his words, satisfied that the other party had quickly grasped this point.
He stretched out his hand and gently tapped on the tabletop, a gesture that was habitual for him, usually made unconsciously when he was about to speak.
“As for these concerns, you don’t have to worry. They are currently looking for you because they want to recruit you. And as for the psychologists, analysts, and so on, we have them as well. We will arrange for you to undergo a week of anti-psychological decoding special training, and after that, along with so special organizational thods, I believe you won’t show any flaws.”
“As for the lie detectors and truth serums you just ntioned, and the Transcendent identity issue you’re worried about, that’s even simpler.”
Yang Yangyang paused here, then opened his hand and pointed toward the small bottle on the coffee table, continuing:
“Just drink this, and you can basically ignore those external interferences. If you agree, you will receive one such Potion every month.”
Shi Yong also looked at the small bottle.
Or rather, he had been intentionally or unintentionally looking at it ever since Yang Yangyang brought it out.
He was just taking this opportunity to look more obviously.
Beelu could even see a strong envy in his gaze.
“This is good stuff!”
He almost imdiately had his answer.
Holding it in his hands, he carefully examined the small bottle, which was exquisitely made, but compared to the outer packaging, the contents inside were even more magnificent.
It was a golden liquid, so dazzling and eye-catching, purer than the most beautiful gold jewelry.
Tiny specks of light swirled inside it, flickering occasionally. Although Beelu was only holding it still, he could see it flowing like living water inside the bottle, as if it had a life of its own.
As he stared for a long ti, a sudden pain struck his eyes, and he couldn’t help but squint and shield his line of sight with his hand, feeling as though he had been staring directly at the Sun.
“What, what exactly is this… Is it really for ? What changes will happen after I drink it…?”
Beelu asked several questions in succession.
Actually, from the mont he saw it, he had already made up his mind.
This exquisite little bottle surely contained sothing that would make him a Transcendent.
For him, it was undoubtedly an opportunity of a lifeti.
And he, must seize this chance well.
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