"We two want to join the Arts Society," Jiang Mubei stood before the red armband under the pigeon coop building.
The young man behind the table slowly raised his head: "You want to join? Come, scan the QR code here, a resume will appear, please fill it out. After filling it out, wait for our notification; there will be an interview process."
Jiang Mubei was stunned. He didn't expect that he and Boss, as members of Black Spade, would have to interview alongside others to join a small society.
Although they couldn't reveal their Black Spade identities, couldn't they just show off a little, pretending to be D-Class Gene Soldiers?
He tentatively asked: "We are both Gene Soldiers."
The young man behind the table glanced at them, pondering for a few seconds: "Oh... fill out the form first, and wait for notification."
Jiang Mubei: ...
The young man's tone was very polite, but he didn't seem to take Gene Soldiers seriously...
Jiang Mubei felt very frustrated. Xu Linsen pulled him back upstairs.
Back in room 4403, Jiang Mubei was a little unconvinced: "Boss, this Arts Society doesn't even give Gene Soldiers special treatment? In other societies, which Gene Soldier isn't treated like a big brother?"Xu Linsen glanced at him and said: "Xiaobai, you're too young and need more experience. You can't always be so reckless. As you can see, this Arts Society doesn't lack Gene Soldiers at all. If you pretend to be C-Class, they already know eight C-Class members, so you're not rare at all. If you say you're B-Class, they'll definitely think something's wrong. After all, if you're B-Class, why would you join a society? So, fill out the form first and wait for the interview."
Jiang Mubei sighed: "That's true. It won't be difficult for us to pass the interview; let's just wait for the interview."
Xu Linsen stood by the window, watching as electricity repair vehicles, plumbing repair vehicles, elevator repair vehicles, and surveillance installation vehicles arrived at the same time downstairs. The residents of the three buildings that had just been incorporated into the Arts Society were waiting joyfully.
It has to be said that in the Federation, as long as the money is in place, very few things can't be done.
It's almost the New Year, and the people from the electricity department, for their year-end bonus, actually came to work.
"Boss, why is this Arts Society doing charity in the slums?" Jiang Mubei asked.
"I don't know, we'll have to wait and see," Xu Linsen looked at the slowly installed surveillance cameras, thoughtful.
They didn't know that Qing Chen, the person they were looking for, lived next door.
And Qing Chen next door had been quietly listening to their conversation...
When Qing Chen heard that the two were going to join the Arts Society, he immediately had an idea and went downstairs to scan the registration form.
Now that he himself was seriously injured and Shendai Yunhe had gone into hiding.
Instead of continuing to force it, it's better to lie low for a while, help Luo Wanya expand the Guardians' Union's scale in City 22, and play with the two from Black Spade by the way.
After all, Ninth District's current undertaking is indeed the most important part of his plan.
Moreover, now that Qing Chen wants to kill Shendai Yunhe, can he ask this legendary figure, Blackheart A, for help? Although Blackheart A may not be willing to help...
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District Eight, an independent villa.
This should be the only villa in the Lower Third District, belonging to the Dragon Mark Gang.
Years ago, it was a factory, later abandoned and then bought by the Dragon Mark Gang during the renovation. It's unknown how they managed it, but the industrial land became residential land, and this unique villa was built.
The villa occupies 3100 square meters, and the palace-like villa is surrounded by lawns and gardens.
In the garden, dozens of heavily armed gang members patrolled back and forth, and there were four tall guard posts in the garden, with security personnel standing guard on them.
In the slums, there is no eternal boss; no matter how big a person is, they may capsize in a ditch.
At this time, a gang member rushed back from the outside and walked to the villa's living room.
Chen Yidong, the boss of the Dragon Mark Gang, was sitting on the sofa, shirtless, carving a roast leg of lamb with a small knife.
Behind the sofa, two men stood guard, making him look like a big drug lord from the Golden Triangle.
Seeing someone quickly enter, he calmly asked: "What's wrong? Any new developments in the Lower Third District?"
As the largest gang in City 22, he not only needs to manage the upper levels but also pay attention to the lower levels.
The gang member said: "Boss, there's a not-so-proper gang in Ninth District that suddenly wiped out four gangs."
"Oh?" Chen Yidong raised his eyebrows: "One wiping out four? It seems they have strong support."
"Yes, I heard there are Gene Soldiers, but this is just speculation from the local residents, and it hasn't been verified yet. I heard that they also suffered many injuries during the annexation process last night," the gang member replied.
"I understand, another ambitious person has emerged," Chen Yidong said indifferently: "Such a gang, while expanding, will definitely be eager to recruit troops. Gao Yang, go undercover and join them, find out the bottom of this lousy gang."
One of the men behind the sofa nodded in agreement: "Okay, Boss, but do we need to be so wary of a small gang?"
Chen Yidong smiled: "Gao Yang, I'll teach you a lesson. Many small flames must be extinguished before they can take hold, and some geniuses must be destroyed before they can rise, otherwise it's dangerous. Over the years, the Dragon Mark Gang has been passed down from my grandfather to me, relying on this cautiousness. We keep hundreds of small gangs in Ninth District to prevent the higher-ups from thinking we're too powerful, but we absolutely cannot allow them to threaten us."
Gao Yang nodded: "Okay, Boss, I'll go join them now."
"Yes, report back every day."
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At 3 pm, there was a long line outside room 1207 of the pigeon coop, all waiting for the Arts Society interview.
It has to be said that in the past, many people avoided gangs, unwilling to provoke or join them.
The Arts Society is different; the people who want to join are also varied.
Qing Chen looked at the auntie in front of him, who was knitting a sweater in her hand. He hesitated and asked: "Auntie, are you here for the interview too?"
"Yes!" The auntie looked back: "What's wrong?"
"Auntie, this is a gang. What are you doing here?" Qing Chen couldn't help but laugh.
The auntie said: "I think the Arts Society's big choir... lacks a lead singer. I sing very well. When I was young, I almost made it into City 22's choir."
Qing Chen was awestruck. Unexpectedly, she was a master.
But what the heck does a gang need a choir singer for? He came here with Luo Wanya to conquer the world, not to do a choir!
Of course, this shows from the side that the peaceful civilians are no longer afraid of the Arts Society, which is a good thing.
At this time, Little Seven came out of 1207 and persuaded seventeen aunties and more than thirty grandpas out of the line.
He kindly persuaded: "Auntie, we're going out to kill people tomorrow. Don't cause trouble here, okay."
The auntie smiled and took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket and stuffed them into Little Seven's pocket: "Auntie doesn't know how to kill people, but auntie can knit sweaters for you. Young man, take the melon seeds and let auntie go in for the interview."
These days, melon seeds are not cheap; poor families only buy them at the end of the year.
Little Seven was also speechless: "Auntie, let's not make trouble, okay? Who's the leader? Take them away!"
The aunties and grandpas were finally persuaded to leave. As they passed through the line, someone stopped in front of Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei and smiled: "Hey, these two young men are good-looking. Are you dating?"
Xu Linsen: ...
Jiang Mubei: ...
Qing Chen suddenly felt that this interview was like a farce...
And Qing Chen wasn't the only one who thought so. Gao Yang from the Dragon Mark Gang was now standing behind Qing Chen, deeply doubting the task he was carrying.
Looking at the smiling aunties leaving, he suddenly wondered if such an organization was really worth the boss's attention...
At this time, people in the line were whispering: "I wonder what questions the interviewer will ask?"
Another person pondered: "A gang's interview... might first ask when you first killed someone, how many you've killed, how you felt when you did it, where you're best at killing, and then ask about your hobbies, special skills, expected salary, and so on."
After saying that, many people in the line fell silent, silently organizing their words.
While pondering, Jiang Mubei was the first to be interviewed.
He looked around the room. There were three interviewers sitting on one side, and a solitary chair on the other. In the interview room, there was also a slogan of the Arts Society: "Be kind to people."
This was a temporary interview room created by the Arts Society using a residential building, and it looked particularly simple.
However, it's the first time they've used the interview process to select members of the society.
Jiang Mubei sat down, and Little Seven asked: "Mr. Jiang Xiaobai, right? What industry did you work in before?"
Jiang Mubei replied: "I'm a Wilderness Hunter, I catch rare wild animals for the Federation's wealthy in the wilderness."
Little Seven nodded: "I saw on your resume that you are a Gene Soldier. I want to ask you, as a Gene Soldier, why did you choose us?"
Jiang Mubei answered seriously: "I feel that you are doing good things for the people of Ninth District. I'm tired of killing and fighting, so I want to do some charitable deeds."
This answer was discussed with Xu Linsen. Based on the tone of the Arts Society, they definitely wouldn't want those who are inherently vicious. So, they had to pretend to be "I'm a good person, and I want to continue to be a good person in this chaotic world."
Zhang Qinghuan, sitting in the middle of the interviewers, asked: "If you were a member of the Arts Society and encountered members of other societies bullying our members, what would you do?"
Jiang Mubei hesitated and said: "I would first try to disarm them, and then try my best to persuade them to make peace."
Little Seven nodded: "Okay, the interview is over. Unfortunately, you haven't been accepted by the Arts Society. Please ask the next person to come in."
Jiang Mubei:?
Seeing Jiang Mubei not moving, Little Seven asked suspiciously: "Is there anything else?"
"Why didn't I pass?" Jiang Mubei was angry. As Black Spade Four, he failed the interview for a small society.
Little Seven said: "It's the question just now. What to do if someone bullies your society members, we weren't satisfied with that answer."
"Then how should I answer?" Jiang Mubei wondered.
Little Seven said matter-of-factly: "Kill them!"
Jiang Mubei:???
What about being kind to people?