Chapter 84 Nanny Talents
On the top floor balcony of the luxury hotel.
Kyle looked directly at Logan and thought, "Since it's all of you, then I will just say it. I still have a test task for you. Only when you complete the task, you are completely considered the Carl family. One member."
"What mission? Whether it is letting me assassinate enemy officers or lurking in other countries to get intelligence, there is no problem." Rogan gave a confident and cold answer.
“The task is very simple.” Kyle’s eyes were a little bit of playful meaning, whispered: “I will provide you with enough funds, you can rent a big manor house on the outskirts of New York alone. Then raise it. In the name, ten children between the ages of eight and ten are adopted in any orphanage in the United States. Both men and women, as long as they are healthy, will do."
"Adopt ten children...I?" Rogan opened his mouth and looked at Kay with a dumbfounded look.
Kyle nodded and said: "Yes. It is still in the war. The orphans who have lost their relatives in the orphanage can't live any more. You buy the dean, let alone adopt ten, that is, adopting twenty children is absolutely not Difficult. When you get Howard to help you with a few nannies for three meals a day, and to clean the manor sanitation, is this not the case?"
"The problem is not this, how can I and my children adopt a child?" Rogan shook his head, a little scalp and numb, pointing to his cold and vicissitudes.
Take a look at this wicked face, look at this figure and ability, and standardize a combat-type talent. Why do you need to take a nanny-type mission?
Kyle asked: "Why do you think you can't do it?"
"I will only kill, fight, but not with children. You can change a test mission." Rogan's attitude is very determined, but he is a lone wolf, always hiding his claws, how to pull with good intentions Teach those children.
"Rogan. You didn't become the same as before." Kyle smiled and said, "You have lived alone for so many years, a person carrying hatred and evil thoughts, burning and looting, intrigue, Killing the goods, and finally licking the wound at night."
"When you kill the saber-toothed tiger in Germany, you are not saying it. You want to abandon the lonely and tragic life before, and go back to the real self. If you don't even dare to pick up this task, you want to continue to close the heart." Going on, you can never change back to your original self, but gradually become the second saber-toothed tiger!"
After listening to the shock, Rogan frowned and his hands were on the iron balcony fence. I don't know what to think.
After a few minutes of silence, he said, "I understand, I accept this test task."
"That's good." Kyle sighed, and it was not easy to convince Rogen to promise to take the child.
This test task, since it can try to alleviate Rogan's current precautionary mentality against others, can also lay the foundation for the future forces, it can be described as a double-edged sculpture.
And, who said that Uncle Wolf has no hidden nanny talent?
Rogan sighed and said: "Although I can't guarantee it, I will try my best."
"Reassured. As long as you are the owner of the manor, let the adopted children live in. There are nannies and cleaners in daily life. You can ask Howard to ask another professional tutor for cultural teaching. As for combat skills. I will wait until later." Kyle comforted that he only has a super agent's ability card, and he can't give enough people at a time.
Without the ability to have super agents, it is impossible to extract and give others blue-capable cards.
Many things still have to wait for the end of World War II before planning and acting.
One night passed.
After the two people finished their rest in the room, they did not meet again. In the morning, they parted ways.
Rogan rushed to the Stark Industrial Building alone, and received Howard to arrange a change of identity documents for him, and to explore the test missions that were said last night.
Kyle thought that it would be rare to return to the New York City during the war. Since General Chester has not sent a soldier to inform the order, it is just time to see how Lucy is temporarily living in his own home.
Kicking on the leather shoes in the prosperous modern streets, Kyle also slightly camouflaged by the symbiotic venom, wearing a brand new gentleman suit, wearing a big hat with a shadow cast, plus a pair sunglasses.
In this way, he was in a crowd of pedestrians, and no one found his identity.
In fact, even if you see and feel familiar, no one can believe that the war heroes seen in the screening room screens and various newspapers will suddenly live close to life as a gentleman passes by his eyes.
" Major General Kyle led more than two million Allied forces to completely capture Germany and arrived at the US military base last night!"
From time to time, there are children selling newspapers running back and forth on the pedestrian street. The propaganda screaming from the side of the body is such that Kyle can't help but lower his hat.
If you are recognized by the street, it is estimated that you really need to use the climbing ability to get out of the nearby building.
Kyle secretly expressed that this is the first superhero's fame. It is not a good thing or a bad thing. But from a small training soldier, to this step, the starting point is never for others.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility? Do yourself well and grasp your life and destiny!
Therefore, he has never been a real superhero.
Walking on the bustling streets, Kyle paused and keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the surrounding environment.
The passers-by around him still rushed past, but it seemed to reflect the stereoscopic image of the projection, without any anger.
Selling children’s screams, the sound of cars driving and horns, and the trivial chats of pedestrians, these sounds are like a layer of space, unable to convey their position.
Soon, the figures that accompanied them were dissipated in confusion.
In the United States, the American continent, and even the entire Earth world, only Kyle is left alone, quietly standing on the empty streets of New York.
"Magic?" Kyle muttered, as if switching to another unmanned space, this sudden and strange scene did not make him panic.
Panic is meaningless. The more difficult it is to grasp, the more you have to calmly think about it.
"It is the youngest young general since the founding of the United States..." The female voice that did not carry any emotions and was neutral, came from behind.
Kyle turned calmly and saw a young woman wearing a plain white robe and a bald head.
"General Kyle. Let me introduce myself briefly. My name is ‘古一’ and I am a mage.”
The woman said openly.
(End of this chapter)