Outside the door, a black robe quietly walked in.

It's the god of death.

"You did a great job. You not only rejected the filth among the stars, but even cleared them. This is a good achievement and you deserve the reward."

The god of death's jaws shaking up and down, as if nodding.

Shifang asked: "What is the prince... what is it? What are you? Why do you give me a reward for this?"

The god of death ignored him at all, but threw out a grain of wheat ear.

"This is a seed, it is your reward."

After speaking, the whole world became vivid again.

The cherry blossom demon outside still slept peacefully, the doctors and nurses outside were busy, and there were other patients next door howling pain.

This place is basically wounded, with very few patients. After all, it is a place similar to a field hospital, which specializes in receiving people injured while performing missions.

Everything has returned to normal.

Only Shifang, with a serious expression, holding the ear of wheat in his hand, I don’t know what it is for.

No matter how you look at it, this is a very ordinary wheat ear, wrapped in a layer of skin, and it looks like it is ripe, but it is still raw and has never been prepared.

Just as he was observing the ear of wheat.

"Master Shifang, I'll come in." A charming voice came from outside.

When Shifang heard this, he immediately put away the wheat ear and looked out the door.

Outside the door is Miss Yuan.

She no longer wears a kimono, but a OL outfit with a hip skirt, shredded high heels, and a dress like an office boss's personal secretary.

Not only dressing up, but also the temperament is very similar.

Behind her, Ba was behind her, not wearing armor, but wearing sports and casual clothes, sneakers and hoodies, which felt like a cool street cover, you could take a skateboard at any time, tie your hair into a single ponytail, and even a baseball cap.

The horn on the head that belonged to the ghost clan also disappeared. I don’t know where to hide it. Except for the hair color is still white, the pupil color is still red, which looks no different from that of humans.

"Donor Yuan, you have a lot of trouble every day, and I am not in any way. There is no need to come and see me specifically, right?" Shifang wrapped his plaster with one hand, and could not put his hands together, so he could only show his head.

"Of course I didn't come here specifically~ I came here for business this time." Miss Yuan just charmed her and quickly switched to the normal voice. She looked extremely normal, and even a little smart and capable.

"Look at this document. If there is no problem, just sign it." She handed Shifang a contract.

"Ah? Job contract, labor agreement? Job weird incident handling department? Be a ghost-level affairs handler?" Shifang glanced and saw the key point.

A ghost-level transaction handler should be specifically responsible for handling transactions above the "ghost-level" level.

"No, you should have been rejected before this. I have not had the intention to get involved in official affairs." Shifang refused again.

From the prince's manor this time, he can see how unreliable this weird incident handling department is.

The cooperation was agreed, but from beginning to end, they had no one to go out, so they had a mentally retarded researcher. They thought they had applied for it on their own initiative, and they did nothing, so they led a way and led a monster to beat him.

In addition, a weird [Parasite Brain] is called.

Then, before he could react, he threw him into the prince's manor and let him fight to the death. In the end, Tianmiao Kaoru was also caught, and they did not say anything.

He didn't have any opinions on going in. Even if there was no strange incident handling department, he would go in, which would not affect his decision-making.

But this does not mean that he will cooperate with these unreliable things.

If you work with them, you may be cheated to death. It is better to do things yourself and be more at ease.

He really couldn't believe these people.

But Miss Yuan chuckled: "Don't worry, I know your concerns. Last time I cooperated with you, many of the scheduled support were not approved, because many people were obstructing me, and many senior executives were unwilling to help you, and even wanted to work with the prince to erase you. Let's not mention those fools for now, you should look at the contract carefully."

The ten directions are not resolved, and it depends on the contract again.

After watching it carefully, he now understands what the other party is thinking.

In short, this contract is that he is not a member of the Weird Event Processing Department, but a "subsidiary of the Weird Processing Department."

As a behemoth within a country, the Weird Event Handling Department leads all kinds of extraordinary people, monsters, grudges, ghosts, and many forces. There must be rules and regulations, various forces and departments within it.

In addition, there are many companies and departments under its jurisdiction to undertake some dirty and miscellaneous work that they do not usually need.

It is said that, but most of these dirty and miscellaneous jobs are profitable. In Japan, the senior executives of the weird processing department will of course not let go, so most of these companies or subordinate departments are private property of senior executives, used to make profits, defraud funds, or buy and sell some prohibited items.

These subordinate companies and departments do not have the ability or courage to deal with or contain weirdos, but they still have the courage to make money with the name of the weirdos, and they are very big.

So such a group of affiliated departments do miscellaneous work and take big money.

The Weird Event Handling Department receives the national budget every year, and these allocated public funds for taxpayers will be used in all aspects. One of the main directions is the research and development and purchase of various equipment, the purchase of spare parts, daily necessities, such as water and mugs, paper, fax machines, printer ink, etc.

These things were basically outsourced, and Shifang also heard from Tiangong Kun. He heard that Tiangong Kun’s uniform cost more than 10 million yen. A task he sent was purchased with a water cup at a price of 500,000 yen.

In general, there is only one evaluation in the Ten Directions, that is.

What's the comparison.

Now, Ms. Yuan mentioned this, Shifang will be assigned to these external companies, which are considered foreign aids hired with high salaries.

But he still didn't want to, so he was about to refuse, but before he could speak, Ms. Yuan took the lead in saying:

"By the way, Master, you have quit your previous job in the temple, right? Your work visa will expire. You can only go back because of your visa, right?"

"Look, I haven't arranged any specific matters for you. You can even do nothing, just sign a contract with the bag company to get a visa. How about it?" Ms. Yuan suggested with a smile.

Shifang suddenly felt a headache.

It seems that he really has no way to get a visa?
Chapter completed!