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Feng Xiaohui began to fill in the name, address, passport and so on slowly.
Ye Fan was bored and curious about these two front desks, so he asked, "This old man is also a front desk staff member?"
Haute smiled awkwardly, "You said Mr. Rolov? Haha... it can be regarded as..."
"Hmph, this old drunkard goes crazy every day besides drinking, and he came to take advantage of me and touched my thigh.
Had it not been for him to be friends with the former president, Mr. Maxim, I think the president of AIR had fired him early," Hanako said very shamelessly.
As he was talking, old Rolov suddenly straightened up and let out a nasal noise: "Humph!"
I thought he was going to get angry when he heard it, but saw him pick up vodka, raised his head and took two sips, burped alcohol, and went down to sleep.
Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh, "Just because he and President Maxim knew each other, did you keep him on stage here? Then he should also have abilities."
Hanako rolled her eyes, "The ghost knows that no one has seen him have any abilities anyway, even if he has, at such an old age, the abilities are probably gone."
While chatting, Feng Xiaohui filled out the information nervously and handed it to Huazi.
"Put your right thumb over," Hanako said.
Although Feng Xiaohui was puzzled, he still followed suit.
Huazi stretched out her hand and pinched Feng Xiaohui's thumb. Within three seconds, after releasing it, she pressed Feng Xiaohui's thumb on the filled-in form.
I saw a blood-colored thumbprint, which had appeared on it.
"This... Is this my blood?" Feng Xiaohui was stunned.
Haote smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Hanako just drew a little blood from your finger to mark DNA and fingerprints."
Only then did I know that the front desk employee Hanako’s ability was to suck blood, but the control was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, and the blood oozes out.
"The registration is over, you can go to the left for testing, and the escorts are not allowed to enter," Hanako said.
Ye Fan patted Feng Xiaohui on the shoulder and asked him to boldly go over, while sitting outside, smoking a cigarette just waiting for him to come out.
The testing time is a bit long. Fortunately, Haote has no other work today, so I can sit down and chat with him.
The sea breeze is coming, the sun is shining, and it is a pastime, it would be nice to relax.
When Ye Fan smoked the second cigarette, a group of a dozen people came not far away. They had all kinds of skin tones, and their outfits were different.
When these people came out of the round tower, they could vaguely see that they were divided into two groups, arguing with each other.
Ye Fan looked at the way they were full of gunpowder, and wondered: "Haote, what's their situation?"
Haute shrugged helplessly, "They are all council members of the association and come to the meeting from all over the world, but I don't know why this year. Among them, several senior and radical directors said that they would carry out a major reform of the association's policy.
If it weren’t for this conference that has been in controversy, this year’s conference would have ended early, and other work would not have been delayed..."
"Policy? What policy?"
"It's permanent neutrality, not participating in any disputes of interest," Haut explained: "On the side headed by Director Wall, some radical directors think that our Association of Supernaturalists is too conservative and appears too weak to the outside world.
In the last meeting of Sete, the old president Maxim was killed, but we did not say anything, this would be ridiculed.
Therefore, they believe that we supernaturalists should boldly go to the major stages of the world and form alliances with some powerful organizations and countries, so as not to be underestimated. "
"President Maxim died under the conspiracy of the legendary strong Skelidon, and he is not ashamed. Moreover, Skelidon is dead now. What's so tangled about this?" Ye Fan asked strangely.
Haut sighed: "It can be said, but there are other deep-rooted old problems that make this time complicated. It can be said that the death of President Maxim is just the fuse."
"Oh? What's the problem?" Ye Fan asked.
"You ordinary people may not have any concepts, but most of us supernatural beings are rejected by the ordinary world, and even rejected by our family members.
When we were young, when we were growing up, when we were found to have supernatural powers, we were treated as strangers, and even more so when we were monsters...
Director Wall believes that the Association of Supernaturalists should not follow the rules of seclusion, and should strive for the right to be exposed to the public of the world for our supernaturalists.
They felt that since the supernatural beings are stronger than ordinary people, why should ordinary people be kept hidden in the dark. "
Hearing this, Ye Fan basically understood that these directors wanted to improve the status of supernatural beings and become "superior people."
This point, Ye Fan felt reasonable, but after all, supernatural beings are a very small group of people, if they really want to openly exist in the world, there is still a lot of work to do.
It's too radical to do it all at once, and I am afraid that not only will it not be able to gain much status, but it will also make the supernatural person a target of public criticism and encounter disaster.
From the fact that such a powerful force as the Dark Council has to follow the rules of "shielding from the world", it can be seen that this is not that simple.
"Then Haote, who do you think makes sense?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.
Haote spread his hands, "I'm just a small person, a boatman, no matter how much I care about, they won't take our opinions into account when discussing with them.
However, I think this is good now. Most of the supernaturalists are used to pretending to live as ordinary people, and no one likes to be treated as weird...
To put it bluntly, although we have supernatural powers, we can also live, old, sick, and die. It is not that different from ordinary people. We just want to live a good life. It is too complicated and unnecessary. "
Ye Fan nodded. After all, this guy was a prisoner, and he thought things were quite mature.
At this moment, a middle-aged white man wearing a white suit and smoothly combed hair walked over with several other directors.
"Haote, who is this person, and is also in our association?" the man asked.
"Director Wall, this is a family member of a new member who has come to participate in the test. I will chat with him casually," Haote said respectfully.
Ye Fan only knew that this was the representative of the radical director, Wall, who didn't know what his power was, and looked like an ordinary person.
"Oh, you go sail, we are leaving", Wall heard this and ignored Ye Fan.
"Director Wall, is the meeting finished?"
Wall snorted coldly, "The old stubborn gang doesn't make sense at all. The meeting won't start!"
"What about President Al? What did he say?" Haote asked gossiping.
Another director with blond hair and tattoos said: "If you ask so much why, the news will naturally be announced in the association. Go and sail!"
Haote hurriedly smiled and nodded, "Yes... Director Electroc..."
Haote waved goodbye to Ye Fan, and then ran to the port.
Wall and several other directors were too lazy to talk to Ye Fan, and began to walk in the direction of the port.
However, when they talked, they didn't consider that Ye Fan could hear them behind. Some of the words that were spoken all went into Ye Fan's ears...