"I answered your question, so what about your answer?" Garcia couldn't help asking, probably after being silent for too long. .
Only then did Roland come back to his senses, "Ah, I'm in."
"What...?" She was stunned.
"I'm willing to join," Roland spread his hands and said, "Isn't that what you asked about?"
"No... I just thought you..."
"Think I ran away?" He chuckled, "I really went shopping with my relatives in the afternoon. Why can't we trust people more. But is it okay to apply for membership now? The senior you said It's the referrer."
Garcia's expression seemed a little stiff. She stared at Roland for a long time, as if considering whether this sentence was sincere, and after a while she shook her head, "He is just my mentor, I asked him to come here. I want him to show you how to use the power of nature better, but he will never see you again."
Uh, is it because of the missed appointment, Roland thought, it seems that the senior was not only disappointed with him, but also blamed Garcia.
"As for applying to join the association, just fill out a form," she took out a piece of paper from under the coffee table and handed it to him. "Signing your name will be effective."
"It's that simple?" Roland said in surprise, "Anyway, it's an organization that secretly protects the world, so there's no need for an initiation ceremony or an ability test?"
Garcia sneered coldly, "Do you think you joined the ancient monastery or the Knights Templar? This is a modern society, and your signature only means that your right to know is guaranteed. After that, the association will check your identity and give you the right to know. You sign up for new social security and subsidies." She paused, "As for the test, anyone who has awakened the power of nature is qualified to become a Martial Daoist. The specific level that can be achieved depends entirely on one's own will and effort. The tests did not reveal anything.”
Hmm, being told that by someone who clearly belonged to the ancient royal family makes me feel a little uncomfortable...
Roland picked up the pen and was about to write his name, but was stopped by the other party.
"I must remind you once again that once you become a member of us, you are no longer an ordinary person." Garcia said solemnly, "You share the rights granted to you by the Martial Daoist Association, and you must also undertake corresponding obligations. You must not divulge the information of the association, and you must not betray the association, otherwise other martial artists will regard you as an enemy, and the subsequent disposal will not be tried by the court. I hope you consider it before signing. "
Mingming had hoped that he would join the association before, but when it was time to submit the application, he reminded him to think clearly. This kind of open and honest approach has improved Roland's opinion of her a lot. No matter how unscrupulous and ruthless the Queen of Clear Water was when she was in the Kingdom of Greycastle, in the dream world, she has become completely different from the past.
"I know my choice," Roland nodded and signed his name, "So, can you tell me about erosion now?"
"No," she carefully folded the form and put it in the wooden box under the coffee table, "It usually takes about two days to check your identity. You just submitted an application, but you have not officially joined the Martial Daoist Association. These news are still correct. You keep it a secret."
"Okay... Then I'll change the question. You said that you can get rich rewards for hunting down demons, right?"
"I've explained this issue clearly enough before," Garcia's expression became a little unhappy when he mentioned working for money.
"What I want to ask is not the amount, but after the mission is over, how can I confirm that I have eliminated the opponent?" Roland shrugged, "When hunting down demons, it is always impossible to bring your own photography equipment, or invite another A martial artist watching by the side? Or are you going to use the classical method and settle with your head?"
"Is money so important to you?" she said angrily, "No matter who destroys the Fallen, it means the world is clean again. Why should it be so clearly divided?"
"You are a famous martial artist, and the rewards from one game alone are worth the average person's salary for a year; and I didn't even have a job two months ago, in addition to supporting myself, I have to take care of that little girl, so That's right, money is very important to me!" Roland replied confidently.
Following Garcia's train of thought, misleading her in the wrong direction is a welcome thing. After all, as an outsider, from the very beginning, he only intended to use the Martial Daoist Association to find out the cause of the erosion, rather than take himself in.
Besides, money is really important to him.
Garcia stared at him for a while before saying with a face full of unwillingness, "Give the mutated power of nature to the association, and it can be used as proof that you have eliminated the enemy."
"Can this thing be turned in too?" Roland was stunned for a moment, wouldn't it dissipate on its own when it was in his hand? Could it be that the solid state when Phyllis held it was not accidental
"Otherwise? This thing is not only the source of the Demon Fallen's power, but also the proof that they have been eroded, and once it mutates, the power of nature cannot be recovered. If it is not collected and properly sealed, it will sooner or later infect a new host. Ordinary people will be robbed of their sanity by even the simplest touch."
"You mean... it can be used for another person?"
"That's why someone collects them," Garcia said bitterly. "You can tell by looking at what these lunatics are planning. Aren't they afraid that the world will be destroyed!"
Although she was reluctant to reveal the details of the other party before, and now she only mentioned it casually in spite of her resentment, Roland has already heard that those who oppose the association seem to have formed an organized and purposeful hostile group, and grabbed the The "business" of the Martial Arts Association.
"But the association should also store a large amount of mutated power of nature, right? You don't have to worry about it, in case these guys find the storage location, or if someone in the martial arts family deliberately cooperates with the enemy."
"This is impossible!" Garcia interrupted without hesitation, "Although you have no right to know this now, I can guarantee that those lunatics alone will never be able to break through the core area guarded by the Martial Daoist Association. They will be crushed to pieces by the four guards!"
Roland really wanted to ask where the core area was and who the four guards were, but the other party would definitely not answer, so he simply gave up. But he always had an idea in his heart, if he was allowed to enter the place where the power of mutant nature was stored, and all those magic vortexes were released, what would happen to the dream world? At that time, how powerful will the endless warm current and strange power in his body be
Whatever the end result is, it seems worth looking forward to.