After a round of psychological consultations for everyone was already done, the psychological counselor, who didn't play by the rules of Jianghu, actually used hypnotism; naturally, the consultation process was something no one wanted to recall.
When they heard Manager Hanna's explanation, the faces of everyone at Aircrew Base 911 went pale, no one wishing to drag out the darkest, most shameful part of their memories for another round of social death.
But living shamefully was better than dying a good death, and compared to being squashed into a pulp by a Giant Dragon, it wasn't entirely unacceptable.
That Metallic Dragon named Yilan, looking innocent and carefree, was clearly a Grim Reaper lying in wait, ready to burst forth and claim lives at any moment.
If anyone truly treated the Dragon of Slaughter as an innocent, carefree creature, their graves would likely be grown over with grass three feet tall.
"Not again!"
The Scavenger squad's cute, soft girl was dumbfounded, her eyes immediately misting over.
The others had similarly dark expressions on their faces.
Chen Fei, who hadn't had his most embarrassing memories exposed, naturally couldn't empathize, and with a dumbfounded face, he asked, "What's wrong with you guys?"
Chekhov Big Bear: "..."
Chief mechanic Xiao Ming: "..."
Human resources director Takar: "..."
Everyone with terrible memories stirred up stared at the kid with their eyes, as if to say being silent doesn't mean you're mute.
Little friend Chen Fei: "..."
"Now I need a list, please keep yourselves in a relaxed and happy mood."
The wave of spiritual power from Illusion Dragon Clodia released once again, and without a word, everyone could hear its "voice," as if it resounded directly in their minds.
Chen Fei remained clueless; Yilan the Metallic Dragon was just as befuddled.
The Psychic Illusion Dragon was used to communicating via spiritual power; if it didn't open its mouth, then there was nothing the other human and dragon could do.
"Here is the list!"
Executive Manager Hanna Gagel immediately handed over the pre-prepared list.
The team from Apocalypse Defense Group led by Psychological Counselor Li Bai coming to Aircrew Base 911 was like a dress rehearsal, and now they were just following the recipe and doing it one more time.
Spirit swept over the document, memorizing all the details, and Illusion Dragon Clodia officially started its task.
"Now, number one, please come to me!"
"Auntie Clodia, what about me? What can I do, am I in charge of severe torture?" .net
Clodia felt quite the headache over this.
"A Leopard can't change its spots," they say, and this was true for Metallic Dragons.
"Chen Fei!"
Manager Hanna Gagel of the Aircrew Base called out to Chen Fei, who was nervously shrinking back amongst the crowd.
"Manager Hanna, is there something you need?"
Chen Fei was completely unaware of the spiritual power message that the Psychic Giant Dragon had sent to Manager Hanna.
"There's a task right now—the Metallic Giant Dragon needs a guide."
The executive manager chose a more diplomatic phrase.
"Me?!"
Chen Fei heard the subtext and pointed at himself tentatively.
"Yes, you! You're a Metal Ability User, maybe you have something in common with the Metallic Giant Dragons!"
Hanna Gagel nodded decisively.
"Can I refuse?"
Chen Fei wore a sorrowful expression; he felt it was his bad luck being asked, as he already had a psychological shadow cast by that Metallic Giant Dragon.
Furthermore, his Metal Elemental Psychic Power had nothing in common with the Metallic Dragons at all—they were completely unrelated!
Supernatural power users were a special product of Blue Star, while the Dragon Race hailed from Cangqiong Star.
"Ten thousand Star Yuan a day!"
Manager Hanna held up an index finger.
"Deal!"
Chen Fei eagerly agreed, as he noticed several of Takar's countrymen, even including one of the two head chefs from the canteen and the packaging removal head chef Singh, also showing an eager expression.
He had almost forgotten that these guys were almost as opportunistic as cockroaches, each one more interested in money than life itself.
Seeing Chen Fei promptly agree, Takar's fellow countrymen were all grinding their teeth in resentment.
Especially Sanjani, who had once competed with Chen Fei for a spot in the "Genuine Fragrance" squadron, his sallow face nearly twisted with jealousy.
While ten thousand Star Yuan wasn't a huge sum, it certainly wasn't an amount to be casually dismissed either.
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