Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 437: Shadowed Guardian Sword Saint May Be in Danger

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and handed the prepared "Labor Agreement" to Chihei Yingmu.

The agreement clearly stated the word "caregiver," and a bunch of clauses were listed below.

Things like "working hours", "work content", "performance appraisal", etc. are even more formal than those in modern enterprises.

Wu Hen was trying to hold back his laughter so hard that his stomach hurt. He finally realized that Lin Qiye, this kid, had a sultry heart hidden under his serious appearance.

I don’t know if there is a clause in this agreement that prohibits “making any improper moves against the dean”?

Chiheiyingmu took the agreement, and his scarlet eyes quickly scanned over it, revealing an expression of "I see", which left Wu Hen stunned.

Could this guy really understand?

The next second, Akakuro Yingmu signed his name on the agreement without hesitation - or rather, drew a circle around it.

"Deal." Chihei Yingmu's tone was calm, as if what was signed was not an indenture, but an ordinary business contract.

As Chihei Yingmu signed, the words on the agreement burned strangely, turning into black streams of light that penetrated into the keyhole of the cell.

With a "click", the prison door opened.

Wu Hen was stunned. Isn't this too fantastic?

As expected of a world of slaying gods, even signing a contract is so ceremonial.

Lin Qiye walked to the door of the cell and smiled slightly, "Congratulations, from today on, you are Caregiver No. 007."

He paused and added, "Given the color of your eyes, from now on I'll call you... Hei Tong'er."

"Hei...Tong'er?"

Chihei Yingmu, or Hei Tong'er, slowly repeated the name.

A barely perceptible glint of joy flashed across those scarlet eyes.

He bowed deeply to Lin Qiye and said respectfully, "Hei Tong'er, I am willing to serve the dean at my utmost."

Wu Hen rolled his eyes as he watched from the side. Wasn't the change in style too fast?

They were on edge just now, but now they have become a loving relationship between master and servant?

This plot is even more ridiculous than those melodramatic TV dramas he watched before he traveled through time!

He was about to complain when he saw Lin Qiye turned around and looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Wu Hen, next, I'm going to do something very dangerous..."

"Hei Tong'er, for the next few days, you should first get familiar with the environment and get along with everyone. I'm going to take care of something first."

Lin Qiye patted Heitong'er's shoulder with the demeanor of an old leader.

Wu Hen was making faces and hinting wildly: Damn it, is there a clause in the agreement that prohibits any improper actions against the dean?

Heitong'er's scarlet eyes rolled around, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master Dean, do you...want to change Zhou Ping'er's fate?"

He paused, his tone serious, "The price... I'm afraid it will be very huge."

Lin Qiye paused, without looking back, and simply waved his hand, "I know."

His figure gradually blurred and finally disappeared into the air, leaving only a faint scent of gardenia in the air.

Heitong'er looked in the direction where Lin Qiye disappeared, and a trace of worry flashed in her scarlet eyes.

He clenched his fists and muttered to himself, "I hope...everything goes well for the dean..."

At the same time, go to Beijing.

Cao Yuanhai looked out the window at the bustling scene, feeling overwhelmed: "This is Shangjing... It's really different from what we see on TV."

"Sister Zhu, do you regret it?"

Baili Pang'er suddenly asked, "I regret not becoming a member of the 006 team stationed in Beijing."

Shen Qingzhu looked calm as he gently wiped the sword in his hand. "No ifs."

"Hey, this comprehensive education is almost over..."

Fatty Baili stretched himself, and suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked out the window, "What is that..."

"Tsk tsk, this girl from Beijing is really pretty!"

Cao Yuanhai winked and glanced at the beauties passing by on the street, his mouth almost grinning to his ears.

His nonsensical words successfully livened up the relaxed atmosphere in the car.

"Fatty, what are you looking at?"

An Yuqing rolled her eyes in annoyance. She followed Cao Yuanhai's gaze and saw an old lady in simple clothes pushing a cart with difficulty.

"Bah! Lao Cao, your taste is too strong, isn't it?"

Baili Pang'er exaggeratedly covered his chest, looking frightened, "I, Fatty, don't do old-young pairings!"

"Get lost! I'm talking about a young lady!"

Cao Yuanhai glared at Baili Pang'er unhappily, then turned to look at Shen Qingzhu.

"Sister Zhu, did the Sword Saint write a letter to our 006 team this time?"

Shen Qingzhu paused as he was wiping the blade of his sword and said calmly, "It doesn't matter whether I write it or not."

An Yuqing nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Team 006 isn't exactly popular, not like Team 007."

"That's not the case!"

Cao Yuanhai slapped his thigh.

"I heard that the dean of Team 007 personally came to greet them. It was a huge ceremony! Unlike us, where only Instructor Yuan came to show his respect."

"Of course, Mr. Dean, that's..." Fatty Baili was about to say something when he was interrupted by a low voice.

"Everyone, I have something to say."

Everyone was stunned and looked at the owner of the voice - Shao Ping.

The crowd who were laughing just now suddenly became quiet.

The atmosphere in the car also became solemn.

"What's wrong? Captain Shao, there's something wrong with your expression." Cao Yuanhai stopped laughing and frowned slightly.

Shao Ping's eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I just received the news..."

Before he could finish his words, the car body suddenly shook violently, as if it had hit something, with a loud "clang".

Everyone in the car was caught off guard and leaned forward suddenly, almost hitting the seat in front of them.

"what's the situation?"

Baili Pang'er exclaimed, he stretched out his hand, trying to steady himself, but found that his hand was facing the car window.

He looked up suddenly, his pupils suddenly constricting.

"What is that?!" Fatty Baili shouted.

Outside the car window, a huge black shadow slowly emerged like a ghost...

At the same time, at the headquarters of Team 006 in Shangjing City.

Yuan Tiangang, wearing a neat uniform and holding a stack of documents in his hands, walked to the office door and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Report!" His tone was serious, like a soldier about to charge on the battlefield.

"Come in." A lazy voice came from the office.

Yuan Tiangang pushed the door open and saw Shaoping lying on the office chair with his legs crossed, reading a comic book with great interest.

A cross-shaped Band-Aid on his forehead added a comical touch to the lazy picture.

The piles of documents on the desk seemed to be silently accusing the owner of not doing his job properly.

Hearing the door open, Shao Ping slowly sat up straight, threw the comic book aside, yawned, and asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Tiangang placed the document on the table and reported in a serious tone: "Captain, this is the summary report of this comprehensive education. Please review it."

Shao Ping glanced at the pile of documents, his eyelids starting to twitch again. "Leave it there. I'll take a look at it later."

Yuan Tiangang frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Captain, there is one more thing..."

His eyes fell on the Band-Aid on Shao Ping's forehead, "Your injury..."

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Shao Ping waved his hand nonchalantly, "I accidentally bumped into it while sparring with someone."

He paused, then added, "By the way, how's that kid Lin Qiye doing lately? Has he gotten into any trouble?"

Yuan Tiangang's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice, "Captain, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen..."

He paused, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "They said that Senior Sword Saint...is going to be in trouble."

Yuan Tiangang stood at attention and said in a serious tone, "Captain, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen... they have arrived in Shangjing."

Shao Ping finally put down the comic book in his hand after hearing this, sat up straight, rubbed his sleepy eyes,

"Oh? They're finally here? Is it the Fifth Reserve Team mentioned in the Sword Master's letter?"

"That's right." Yuan Tiangang nodded in confirmation.

"Okay, then we have to arrange their 'welcome ceremony' properly."

Shao Ping's lips curled up into a playful smile, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tapping" sound.

"The venue for the confrontation will be the martial arts training ground on the outskirts of the city. As for the time... let's say tomorrow morning at 10:00. Have you informed them of the time and location?"

"It has been arranged." Yuan Tiangang answered meticulously.

Shao Ping nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, that's good. You've really produced quite a few good students through this comprehensive education."

"I heard there are a few talented kids out there, and I'm looking forward to seeing them perform."

There was no trace of pride on Yuan Tiangang's face, but he looked even more serious.

"Captain, you're overpraising me. Whether they can pass the test depends on their actual combat capabilities. We will never let them off easily in the special team selection process."

"Alright, alright. I know that Instructor Yuan is ruthless and impartial. Don't make it sound like we're on the execution ground."

Shao Ping waved his hand, his tone relaxed.

"It's a rare opportunity for them to come to Beijing, why don't you take them out for a drink and catch up?"

"I'm sorry to have to obey."

Yuan Tiangang said in a firm tone,

"Before the assessment results come out, I will not have any private contact with them to avoid affecting the fairness of the assessment."

"You are such a rigid guy!" Shao Ping sighed helplessly.

"Alright, alright, go ahead. I can handle things here myself. Go quickly and don't let your students think you're cold-blooded and heartless!"

"Captain, this..." Yuan Tiangang wanted to say something, but was interrupted impatiently by Shaoping.

"Get out of here! Stop being an eyesore!" Shao Ping yelled in pretended anger.

Yuan Tiangang had no choice but to salute and leave the office.

Shaoping looked at Yuan Tiangang's departing back, shook his head helplessly, then picked up the documents on the table and muttered to himself: "This old antique... really..."

Before he finished speaking, the office lights suddenly flickered, followed by a rapid knock on the door.

"Report!" An anxious voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!" Shaoping shouted impatiently.

The office door was flung open, and a blood-covered figure stumbled in...