Quenched long order

Chapter 100 Group Hunting
The doubts on the faces of the two staff members became more serious when they saw that Saul looked calm, without a trace of panic at all.

Could it be that this person in front of him is really a quencher?
The male clerk thought to himself.

He coughed twice, and said in a deep voice: "The best way to prove it is naturally to solve the disaster event. However, I heard that quenchers have their own unique abilities. If you can show us, we will believe you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the female staff beside him patted his shoulder lightly.

The male staff turned to look at the female staff and blinked.

The female employee leaned over and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that the quencher's ability will be kept secret? Does this prove that it does not comply with the regulations? Let's wait for the supervisor to come back. The supervisor said that any quencher will wait for him to come. I don't think he is lying. It may be true."

The male staff member shook his head slightly, put his right hand in front of his mouth, and muttered softly: "You don't understand, I'm deceiving him. If he is really a quencher, how could he not know about this kind of thing? You don't remember what happened last month? I heard that someone formed a team to hunt down the quencher, and then sold the relics they got. The culprit has not been caught yet."

The female staff member nodded, glanced at Saul, and replied: "So that's the case, you are still clever, but I feel that what he said seems to be true."

"Really, you can tell by his reaction." After the male staff member finished speaking, he sat down again, and then set his sights on Saul.

Although the two were whispering, Sauer could hear every word clearly. He guessed that it was because his ability was to manipulate the air, and the sound itself was the sound wave generated by the vibration of objects. He could use the air to sense breathing, and perhaps he also had a certain ability to perceive sound waves.

Resell the relics you get.

Sauer's lips were tightly pursed, and what the psychic scholar once said emerged.

The psychic scholar stated in the narrow passage that the relic the mystic wanted was actually a relic after his death, in order to separate him from the mystic.

Later, after the inspector died, relics did appear near the body, but the process took a certain amount of time. This also proved one thing, after the quencher died, relics with special abilities would indeed be left behind.

But now, from the conversation between the two staff members, it can be known that someone is forming a team to hunt down the quencher. The purpose is self-evident. It is for the relics left by the quencher after death. As long as they are properly supported, even ordinary people can have a certain ability to protect themselves in the face of disaster.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

The greater the ability... the more likely it is to explode a good relic...

"Saul?" Seeing that Saul didn't reply for a long time, the male staff urged him.

Sauer thought about it, and decided to give up temporarily. He came to understand the situation of the Medal of Honor, not to become someone else's prey.

According to his memory of receiving various harassing calls before crossing, although there is no evidence, he guessed that the information about the quencher was leaked, which may have something to do with the Medal of Honor Center. He is not familiar with the place now, so there is no need to take such a big risk.

"Are you the quencher?" The male employee raised his eyebrows and looked at Saul with half-closed eyes, roughly meaning "stop pretending, everyone understands".

"Whether it's the quencher, does it matter?" Sauer spread his hands and said in a trembling voice: "I just want to make some contributions to Westwood Port."

Hearing Sauer's answer, the two employees "giggled" and turned their backs with laughter. Obviously, the two of them didn't think that Sauer was a quencher at all. After Sauer answered this way, they didn't even have a trace of doubt.

"Okay, okay." The male staff waved his hand, and then he said to the female staff beside him, "Since he wants to make some contributions, you can talk to him."

The female employee covered her stomach and laughed for a long time before stopping. She straightened her collar and said in a very formal tone: "To get the White Medal of Honor, you need to solve three disasters alone. The requirements for solving are very simple. The disasters should be made harmless, and you need to record the resolution of the incident. After verification, we will register and issue the White Medal of Honor for you."

Saul nodded slightly.

"Of course, if you want to make... more contributions." The female staff member re-read the word "contribution", "You can continue to solve the disaster incidents. After accumulating 15 disaster incidents, oh yes, you don't need to solve it independently. You can complete it together as a team. At that time, we will issue you a silver medal of honor."

"I heard that people with the Medal of Honor can receive a sum of money every month." Sauer asked softly.

Hearing Sauer's question, the two employees showed disdainful expressions on their faces.

Why do you contribute to Ximu Port, not for money...

The two employees thought to themselves.

Seeing the expression on the employee's face, Saul didn't care. Instead, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. The more the other party didn't believe him, the more he regarded himself as an ordinary person. For him, it was actually safer. At least for the time being, he didn't have to worry about being hunted and killed by a team.

"Yes." The female staff member nodded, "With the White Medal of Honor, you can receive 1 Gold Stat and 5 Silver Stats every month."

"With the Silver Medal of Honor, you can receive 5 goldstats every month." The male staff also recovered from the laughter and answered seriously.

1 gold coin and 5 silver coins, calculated according to the cost of the Owl Hotel, can live for 45 days. Excluding some other expenses, it is basically equivalent to one month’s living expenses. It seems that this is the intention of the city owner Martin.

As for the Silver Medal of Honor, because there is no requirement to complete it independently, it is estimated that it is prepared for disaster hunters to form a group to solve disaster events.

Saul thought, nodding silently.

"By the way." The female staff member thought of something, "The entrusted rewards are not included in it. In fact, the combined rewards are still very high, but for some reason, there are fewer and fewer disaster hunters."

That's a matter of course, this is a desperate thing, don't you know if you try it yourself?

Saul glanced at the female staff, but did not say these words out, but asked the next question, "What about the golden medal of honor?"

"You still want the Golden Medal of Honor..." The male employee showed an unstoppable smile on his face, "Forget it, anyway, I have introduced you so much. The Golden Medal of Honor is set up by Lord Martin for the heroes who are willing to protect Westwood Port. In addition to providing 20 Goldstats every month, we will also provide you with a good residence, the opportunity to join the Westwood Port Guard, and many other benefits."

"Moreover, the support funds for the Golden Medal of Honor do not need to be collected every month, but only once every three months. If you cannot return to Westwood Port under special circumstances, you can also send a letter explaining the reason." The female staff added a few words.

"Hmm." Saul nodded, "How do I..."

"No way? Are you seriously thinking about this?" The male staff member opened his mouth, "...We are just talking to you, you really want to get the Golden Medal of Honor? There are no more than 30 people in Westwood Port who have won the Golden Medal of Honor, and they are all leaders in various fields." He frowned, "Sorry, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)