Interstellar boy Qin's lost track of the golden tower

The boy's stature has not yet grown up, but he has such a handsome and refreshing vigor all over his body. He is thin and wears a black satin gown with gold sprinkling. The buttons are fastened honestly. His skin color seems to be paler than the collar and cuffs. The sides are even lighter, the lips are pink and the eyes are well-behaved, and she is sitting upright on the sofa at the moment, her hands are quietly folded in the slightly long sleeves, and she doesn't even show her toes...

...Look, he looks like a spoiled, weak, and polite rich man. He is a man of few words. Such a kid also wants to join our security alliance as a bodyguard? ——The recorder in charge of the registration assessment murmured in his heart, and then pondered again, perhaps he only took office last year, so he has seen less of the world, right?

After all, during the induction training, I told the seniors in the class: "I have been a recorder for a long time, and I can see all kinds of people, but most of them can't enter the league: there are some arrogant and domineering ones who are not half full, and some Knowing that I am not very capable, I just come here to play tricks and try to cheat some money, but there are also capable people who like to pretend to be pigs and tigers, and I am really humble and low-key. But, no matter what No matter what kind of person you have, as long as it is the first time to visit, we have to warmly receive and strictly inspect. The reason for enthusiasm is that if you don’t keep it, you will be a capable member of the alliance in the future. The bounty earned by Khan is not disrespectful. What is the reason for being strict? If you are not strict, you will recruit a bunch of sloppy bags, and the safety of customers will not be guaranteed. If something goes wrong, you will know what will happen... .”

The recorder went over these words in his mind, and retracted his suspicious eyes from looking at the young man, and continued to register him steadily. After a while, he printed out a stack of forms and handed them over, and then handed over a signature pen , pointed out very kindly: "Sign here, here and here, these places need handwriting, do not stamp, fingerprints have been entered and do not need to press your hand. This, the last signature, do not write your Your real name, write your code name, we don’t usually reveal your real name when we do tasks, you need to have a code name...Of course, if you don’t care, you can also write your real name.”

The unfinished words were muted in the boy's flowing writing: The boy's hand protruded from the wide cuff, the fingertips were white and slender, looking extremely delicate, without any calluses, holding the black pen barrel, writing on the paper. Above and below his signature as clear and elegant as himself: "Kunta"

Kun, Kunlun of Kunlun, the ancestor of Wanshan.

Tower, the tower of the Tower of Babel.

For some reason, the recorder, who tilted his head and tried to read the boy's signature, silently explained these two words.

What an ambitious and grand name.

But the next moment, the recorder's mind was struck by lightning, and there was a loud bang, Kunta! !Kunta! ! !this......

Isn't this the name of the deadly enemy on the opposite side, the League of Assassins, the number one killer who tops the list every day on the screen!

Kunta, just uttered these two syllables silently on the tip of his tongue, a name that the villains of the entire Star Alliance could not help but shudder.It has been 90 years since Kunta joined the League of Assassins, and it has been 35 years since he topped the list. Under the hands of this legendary assassin, many vengeful souls have been avenged and rested in peace.

Not to mention anything else, the rewards for Kunta received by the Killer Alliance itself every year, the bounty can also rank first, but one is that the old men of the Killer Alliance Presbyterian Church are still sane and do not know how to chop. My family, the second one is that there is no killer who dares to accept this list.

Whether it’s the mercenary groups roaring past in groups, or the assassins sneaking and sniping alone, everyone said that as long as Kunta’s head was not convulsed and wanted to commit suicide, then the bounty in the Assassin’s League was about No one is qualified to take it.

Many legends about the opposite person flashed through the recorder's mind, and he said that it seems that the parents or elders of the boy are also people who have received the favor of God Kunta. At the time of registration, there were more and more people called "Kunta".

People who live like this are called bullshit. The newcomer in the workplace sighed, retracted his mind, looked down, and suddenly found that the boy opposite him had written the first word Kun in the code name, and the second word had already been written. After finishing writing beside the clay characters, he quickly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold the black pen holder in front of him, and at the same time stammered: "Guest, guest!" No!Can't!

The young man flicked his wrist, and nimbly and nimbly dodged the grabbing hand of the recorder. He raised his head, raised his beautiful single eyelid, and his clear eyes were full of doubts, "Huh?" Folding papers, turning the signature pen held in the right hand, pointing at the half-signed code with the end of the pen.

What's wrong?No smear correction?

Somehow, the recorder understood the words on the young man's face, and he blushed anxiously: "This, this name can't be used!" Oh, what should I say, so that the fragile and beautiful child like glass in front of me can understand, This code name is not something that ordinary people can duplicate, especially since he has to join the old enemy of the Assassin Alliance, the Security Alliance!Even if the child did not pass the next assessment today, but if the killers on the opposite side found out that the boy codenamed himself Kunta, then the boy's future life would definitely be fruitless!

Maybe he will be covered with sacks every day, attacked by a slingshot, and showered with bird shit... Hey, just thinking about it makes me miserable!

The recorder shivered, and when he looked at the young man who had regained his composure, he couldn't help being as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He scratched his head and scratched his head for a while, then leaned over half of his body from the table lying on the two of them, tried his best to reach over, and used Covering his mouth with his hand, he said in a low voice, "Uncle knows that you worship God Kunta, but let's make a safe alliance and fight with the killer on the opposite side..." He confusedly put on a fighting posture, and continued to speak in a low voice : "Don't deal with it, do you understand? Therefore, our security personnel, unspoken rules, are not allowed to use the code name Kunta! Our leaders, be careful~" The recorder secretly drew a prayer gesture in his heart, Secretly said, I'm sorry leaders, the scapegoat here can only be borne by you!

He looked at the boy eagerly, "Think about it again, uncle will print a new material for you!"

The young man laughed suddenly, like the ice and snow melting, spring flowers blooming, and said with a smile: "It's okay. Uncle, didn't the elder who brought me tell you?"

The recorder had a blank face: "What?"

The young man carefully signed the last word, sorted out the document and handed it over, with a smile on his face: "I belong to the killer's den across the street." He held back his smile, and continued, "Kunta."

Holding the light document, the recorder was stunned and asked his own question like a little frog: "Quack?" He watched the boy go away, and the document in his hand suddenly became heavy. He lowered his head and took a look: "Age?" There, it is clearly written, 250 years old, one year old.

"Hey, the Great God is only over 200 years old. Doesn't it mean that he came out to work when he was over 100 years old? Oh, look at others, and then look at yourself! When I was over 100 years old, I was still dawdling in school. Useless." This year, [-] years old, the recorder who has just entered the adult mark and came out to work to support his family and earn money for himself, lamented, and solemnly closed the file without a trace of doubt.

After all, the ray of supernatural power revealed by the great god Kunta just now is the unique move of the killer god circulated by the outside world.