One of the recruiters, "Diamond 7", took William to a deeper place.
Along the way, William also showed off his social prowess a little bit, and started chatting with the other party without paying attention to the potential dangers of the circus. He also asked questions about "poker face" and whether the suit and number symbolize status.
Because of William's outstanding performance, the recruiter secretly concluded that he had a good chance of passing the subsequent review and becoming a magician's assistant, so he answered calmly.
The so-called recruiting officer is an internal manager of the circus, that is, he was promoted from a "receptionist". When the recruiting officer talked about the receptionist, the colors on his face were squeezed together, and he obviously didn't want to recall that painful past.
When a receptionist has worked for 50 years and meets the requirements, he or she will be promoted to Poker Face.
The initial point number is 1, and the numerical order represents the manager's position. His current point number 7 is already a relatively high level, and he was previously responsible for the management of the entire recruitment team.
As for the colors, they represent different functions.
Spade - Responsible for judging and punishing violations and mistakes within the circus.
Hongtao - responsible for the planning and arrangement of various circus projects, venue design, lighting scheduling, and program arrangement for each performance (needs to discuss with the corresponding performers)
Plum Blossom - Recruitment of supervisory personnel, deployment and arrangement of work for low-level personnel.
Cube - Responsible for finance and the purchase of external materials.
After the manager's introduction, William had a basic understanding of the circus's basic structure. He looked at the other person's poker face and continued to ask:
"Speaking of poker faces above ten?"
“They are at the level of venue supervisors, second only to the group leaders and the main performers of each program. They are the core of grassroots work and provide the most efficient dispatch for us managers.
Any Poker Face with a score of 10 or above is qualified to be a city manager in a neutral city. Their abilities are extremely outstanding. "
"So it's possible for you to be promoted as well?"
"Yes, as long as the number can reach 10, you can participate in the annual supervisor competition. If you win the competition, you will be assigned a J, Q, or K supervisor poker face according to your personal professional expertise."
“I see, I hope you can be promoted to supervisor soon.
In addition, I have one last question. Audiences can go to the circus to watch the grand and gorgeous performances without paying anything. How do circuses make a profit? "
Poker Face wagged his finger as he spoke of this.
"Mr. William, you seem to have made a mistake. The audience only does not need to pay for admission, but they have already paid enough 'fees' during the viewing process.
This 'expense' is enough to support the operation and expansion of the entire circus."
"The body and soul of the audience?"
“No, no, no, we are not that superficial.
If that's all, then what's the difference between this and a slave market? Moreover, these infected humans are protected by the "Protection Order". If we treat them maliciously and sell them, we will be hunted down by multiple source epidemic areas.
Since you may become one of us, please remember this.
We serve fear.
Fear is the fee. All our performances are based on fear. The audience who watch the performance and cannot contain their fear, the fear that overflows from the depths of their bodies will be paid to the circus as fee.
Even the Duke is very interested in this new type of virtual currency."
"Fear..."
William also realized that the moment he took the ticket and chose to accept the invitation, a seed of fear was planted in his brain.
At this time, Poker Face stopped.
"Mr. William, take the elevator in front and you will arrive at the magic preparation room. The information that you meet the prerequisites has been passed on. Once you get on the elevator, you will undergo a formal assistant review. Good luck."
"good."
William didn't feel much nervous as he stepped into the special elevator with a magic hat label on it.
Because William had seen the circus's top magician, the current magician - Jan Kiruait, in his nightmares, and even had a verbal conversation with him.
The reason why William chose the position of magician's assistant was not only because he knew the magician, but also because he was proficient in related disease techniques.
But when he was visiting the Cancer Palace before, he happened to hear from Ms. Orena that the current magician was a special being who crawled out of the abyss. This made William smell an opportunity that might be related to his own path.
Ding Dong!
A broadcast came - "You are about to arrive at the transfer room of the magic layer. Mr. Jain, the greatest magician of this century, will conduct an assistant review for you."
The elevator door opens.
A smell of rotten wood, rusty metal and rotting corpses rushed to William's mouth and nose, but was effectively filtered by the scarf.
The magic room in front of him was not the expected luxurious and tidy one with various high-end magic props, but a storage room in a basement. It felt like no one had been there for a long time.
Various older mechanical devices, such as bird cages, canes or traditional prosthetics,
Or some bottles and jars filled with living organs are placed here,
There are even some tools for fixing the human body, such as water tanks, cutting kits, etc.
These things looked like props for traditional magic and there was nothing special about them. Just as William stepped forward, the wooden door at the end of the room pushed open.
Mr. Jaan, wearing a Guyin Fox mask under his bowler hat, stepped into the transit room with a cane supported by white gloves.
Before William could open his mouth to address him, a voice came from under the mask:
"Well, your image is barely acceptable. Since you were able to get those poker-faced guys to let you come over, that means you have some skills.
But I can't see any signs of magician training in you, nor can I sense any fear-related aura or potential.
The circus is currently in a phase of expansion, and we don’t have the energy to train a newcomer with unknown potential from scratch. You can leave now!
Just go back along the same route. Don't worry. Since you have passed the preliminary assessment, those poker-faced people will just brainwash you and send you out of the circus."
After saying that, Jaune turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait, Mr. Fake Jaan, there's something wrong with what you just said."
William specifically added the word "Fake" before Jan's name.
These words made Jain, who had turned his back, stop and his tone became stern. The transfer room they were in began to vibrate, and many tools even fell to the ground.
“If you can’t say in five seconds that there’s something wrong with what I said, out of offense to me and the circus, you’ll need to pay enough fear to leave.
5.
4.
3.
2,
1! "
After the five-second countdown, William did not give any verbal response.
Jaune had a ferocious look on his face, and his tall nose bridge even became distorted. The prosthesis stuffed inside liquefied due to anger and slowly flowed out from his nostrils. Even the entire mask was slowly liquefying.
However, the moment Jaune turned his head, the scene in front of him stunned him.
William was bound by iron chains, and his entire body was suspended in the air in the shape of a cross.
The "dead makeup" has been opened,
The hand axe had already cut open his head, and half of it fell to the ground... The image of the cross and half of the skull was directly imprinted in Jaan's mind, as if it took him deep into the original tomb to witness the original death.
A sense of fear overflowed from Jaune's body, and his mask and disguised appearance completely dissolved, finally revealing an old and ugly face.
Bang!
William snapped his fingers.
The chains were retracted, the head was reassembled, and he himself returned to normal.
The circus performer disguised as Jaen in front of him also returned to reality from the pull of death, with leather mucus remaining on his body from the dissolved disguise, and it smelled extremely foul.
William smiled and said: "I have some understanding of fear, after all, I spent my childhood in fear.
Sorry I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is William Behrens, I'm glad to meet a leather slave like you here, if possible, we can discuss things related to 'skin' later. "
When William talked about skin, the old man who was good at disguise was obviously a little repulsive, but the ability displayed by the other party did shock him.
"You can just call me Ulisse. I am just one of Lord Jaan's assistants. I have barely passed the examination. However, whether you can really become an assistant still needs Lord Jaan's confirmation in person.
Come with me, Lord Jaen is very busy. After all, he needs to design and think about new magic every day, and he has no time to see you.
You need to be patient enough. When I first came to the circus, I waited in front of the adults' door for seven days and seven nights."
"Okay, please lead the way, Mr. Ulisse."