For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

Yi Yan forced his way, but Weng Tong didn't stop him.

He believed that Yi Yan was an honest young man who understood priorities and the seriousness of the situation.

"Before you leave, remember to go to the warehouse to apply for a spiritual item."

Instructors can apply to borrow a third-class source spiritual object when they go on a mission. This was agreed upon by Yi Yan before he joined the job.

Of course, Yi Yan is asking for leave now, not on a mission.

However, it's not Weng Tong's final say whether the mission can be completed or not.

Completely different from No. 7, who had a rough life, at this time Weng Tong had unparalleled trust in Yi Yan.

As long as it's not excessive, whatever Yi Yan says is okay.

After Yi Yan left, Weng Tong picked up the satellite phone.

"Hey, Old Wei!"

"Old man Weng, what's wrong?" A weak voice came from the phone. The other person seemed to be seriously injured.

"Are you okay? You are the backbone of Daxia. You cannot fall." Weng Tong asked worriedly.

After all, there are only a few extraordinary strong men in Daxia?

Each one is a bargaining chip in the game between great powers, an atomic bomb-like artifact to protect the country.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Weng Tong was relieved that the other party could still make fun of him.

"Do you have any plans for the nine-tailed fox dimension?"

"It's an arrangement, what's wrong?"

"Adjust it."

"Oh why?"

"My subordinate Xiao Yi, you know, he said..."

Weng Tong conveyed what Yi Yan said to the other party.

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time and said:

"If that's the case, why does he have to go?"

"It seems like the Nine-Tailed Fox Jigen has something he must get."

Weng Tong had already seen through Yi Yan's purpose, but he didn't say it clearly in front of him.

Weng Tong would definitely not talk about building a seven-level pagoda.

What a nonsense.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to think for a while and said:

"If he is really as good as you say, I will leave those extraordinary shadows to him."

Weng Tong smiled and said, "Okay, I won't let you down."

"You really have confidence in him."

…

"Hello, instructor Yi!"

"Ah, instructor Yi is back."

"Instructor Yi, have you finished your meal?"

In Qianlong Town, passers-by greeted Yi Yan one after another.

Overnight, Yi Yan seemed to have become a celebrity.

No one knows it, no one knows it.

The publicity of Jiuzhou No. 1 TV Station made people know Yi Yan.

Going against the extraordinary and cutting off Master Kong's arm made Yi Yan famous and awe-inspiring in the professional circle.

In Qianlong Town, the popularity of the World Cup was not as high as Yi Yan is now.

The 5-bridge extraordinary warrior is among the elite among the elite in Qianlong.

Master Liao Kong has a strong record against the extraordinary Paladin of Seven Bridges.

Just like this, the existence that everyone needed to look up to was rubbed on the ground by Yi Yan like a dog.

It’s scary to think about.

…

Return to hotel.

Fan Kaibei rushed over, looked Yi Yan up and down and said:

"Ayan, you are so awesome!

I heard that you beat up a super powerful bald guy, and the whole Qianlong community is talking about you. "

Yi Yan waved his hand angrily:

"Go, go, go, practice hard, don't talk nonsense.

People who don't know think I killed Saitama. "

Fan Kaibei continued with a smile: "Ayan, let me show you a big treasure."

As he said this, Fan Kaibei lifted his pants.

"..." Yi Yan took three steps back in shock.

Does the Awakened Beast Master still have flaws in this area?

Fan Kaibei's showman put his left hand on his waist, pointed his right hand at a 45-degree angle to the vast universe, and shouted:

"Come out, Pi...dan!"

Woof! Woof! Woof!

A little puppy jumped out of the blue light.

Analysis panel:

[Temple Shining Dog;

Realm: low-level ordinary level;

Bloodline: Imperial level;

Skill: Flash of Holy Light;]

"How's it going? Isn't it cute?"

Fan Kaibei hugged the puppy and kissed him for a while, completely ignoring the puppy's contemptuous eyes:

"Let me tell you, this is what Mr. Weng found for me especially, a healing pet of royal bloodline.

Extremely rare and grows very high. "

He didn't want the bloodline of a divine beast, but wanted to find one with the bloodline of the emperor. Yi Yan had nothing to say.

It is impossible to give Sun Xiaobao to him now.

At worst, Yi Yan would find another dimensional beast with the bloodline of a divine beast to compensate him.

Yi Yan nodded and said: "The healing type is indeed very suitable, and with the royal bloodline, Mr. Weng is very interested.

However, in order to increase your strength as soon as possible, it is recommended that you contract some adult and powerful dimensional beasts as soon as possible. "

Fan Kaibei responded: "Don't worry, Mr. Weng is looking for it, and it will be there soon."

This guy is really comfortable being a beast master. He has a whole Qianlong looking for contract beasts for him, and he can just lie down all the way.

Who makes him the only beast master at present?

It seems that the beast master formation diagram will not appear until two and a half years later.

Why don't you find an opportunity to leak the beast master formation diagram?

…

"How invincible..." At this time, Yi Yan's phone rang.

When I saw the call reminder, it was my home phone number.

Yi Yan walked into the room and picked up the phone: "Hello."

"Hey, brother, it's me." Yi Yan's sister's voice came from the phone.

"Xiaoyun, what's the matter?" Yi Yan asked.

At this time, a family's discussion came from the other end of the phone:

"Ask him how he's been lately?" This was the voice of Yi Yan's father.

"Also, isn't it dangerous to be a professional?" Yi Yan's mother also interjected.

"What are you talking about? It is his honor to contribute to the country and serve the people."

"Why don't you say it yourself." Yi Yun became impatient.

"Say, just say, so that your brother won't trouble us."

"..."

This is played repeatedly on TV every day, and it is impossible for the family not to know anything about Yi Yan.

"I'm fine. I'm doing very well recently." Yi Yan said first:

"Mom and dad, don't worry, Qianlong's treatment is very good and the salary is high, several million a year.

There is no dangerous job. If there is danger, those mechas... well, Transformers go first.

I'll be working from the back, doing research, analyzing the case and so on.

I, a civilian, am very safe! "

"Okay, okay, that's good!" Yi Yan's father didn't know what to say, so he kept saying yes.

Yi Yan's mother kept nagging on the phone, telling him to wear more clothes, exercise more, go to bed early at night, etc.

As Yi Yan spoke, he clicked on the bank APP on his phone to start transferring money:

"By the way, I transferred 2 million back, and it's time to rebuild the mud room at home.

Don't worry about me, professionals are the country's top talents.

Even if the annual salary is not as good as playing football, it is not much different.

Don't worry, I don't need anything. "

I didn't transfer money back before because I was worried that my parents would ask questions and give me bad explanations.

After all, as a college student, it would be great if he could pay his own tuition, let alone make money.

Sister Yi Yun asked cautiously:

"Brother, I also want to be a professional, is there any chance?"

Yi Yan thought for a while and said, "Okay, you come to the capital to find me in a week."

In the future, after the popularity of professionals, my sister still entered a school for professionals.

If Yi Yan hadn't changed the future several times, my sister would have been disfigured in a duel with a fellow student.

Instead of doing this, it's better to choose a better path for her.

For the catastrophe in the future, he must cultivate more helpers.

"Are you still in college?" My father asked a more concerned question.

After all, in their minds, a college degree is still very important.

"Uh... the organization will make arrangements for me." Yi Yan comforted.

Find an opportunity and ask Mr. Weng to get a diploma.

The requirements are not high, just those from Daxia National Defense University.

…

Two days later.

Country H, Nine-tailed Fox Dimension Strategy Team.

"May I have your name?"

"Yi Yan!"

Interviewer: "..."

Is being a spy so unprofessional?

This is just perfunctory, okay?

Just put on a couple of beards on your face and wear sunglasses.

The passport and ID number are all real.

The name doesn't change either.

Look at the American spies who directly underwent plastic surgery.

Yi Yan simply came to insult their IQ and intelligence.

"You have the same name as a well-known professional in Daxia Qianlong. You can't be a spy sent by Qianlong, right?"

The interviewer said coldly, as if he had seen through Yi Yan's disguise and seemed to be deceiving him.

It’s really hard to judge the interviewer’s acting skills.

If it wasn't a spy, you wouldn't want it. Yi Yan rolled his eyes and said calmly:

"It's just the same name, don't worry about it."

If you become a bitch, stop setting up memorials and end this boring interview as soon as possible.

The muscles on the interviewer's face twitched and he said, "You're sure not."

(⊙﹏⊙) I have never seen such a perfunctory and arrogant spy.

Yi Yan: "I'm really not a Qianlong person. I'm a pure retail professional."

"Okay, I'll just trust you once and you'll pass."

"Thank you, sir!" Yi Yan bowed and his fake beard fell off. He calmly picked it up and stuck it back on.

Interviewer: "..."