Ten draws of Farmer? What the hell is Star-Destroying Pea Shooter?

Ten seconds passed in a flash.

Fang Ming was teleported out of the dungeon.

Outside the dungeon, Fang Ming's figure emerged.

[Congratulations to Fang Ming for clearing the Hell Difficulty Novice Dungeon - Black Crow's Nest! ]

[Congratulations to Fang Ming for successfully clearing the Black Crow's Nest hidden dungeon! ]

The system prompt sounded.

Fang Ming was stunned.

I didn't expect that no one had cleared the Hell Difficulty Black Crow's Nest dungeon.

It makes sense, so many ominous black crows, each of which made an ominous scream.

The combined damage is extremely terrifying.

Without the ability to restrain it, it is impossible to withstand it.

Not to mention there is a difficult BOSS.

The strategy describes that the BOSS can split itself into countless ominous black crows to avoid attacks.

Unfortunately, Fang Ming died before he could see this move.

Fang Ming looked up and saw two figures walking towards him.

One of them was the staff member in charge of this dungeon.

The other was a kind-looking old man with white hair.

The old man was looking at him with a smile.

"It's true that heroes emerge from youth. You are so great at such a young age."

"You cleared the Black Crow's Nest at level 9 and even cleared the hidden dungeon."

The old man looked Fang Ming up and down, and the staff stood respectfully behind him.

"Who are you?"

Fang Ming was a little unsure for a moment.

"Young man, can I have a word with you?"

The old man asked.

Fang Ming thought about it and nodded.

Seeing that the staff followed closely behind him, the old man was probably his leader.

Officials should not harm him.

Fang Ming just agreed, and saw a flash of light and the space changed.

Fang Ming opened his eyes again and was in a base.

There were metal walls all around, and monitors everywhere in the room.

Different monitors showed different data.

There were maps, data, various materials, etc.

The white-haired old man sat in front of a desk full of documents.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Song Dalei, the president of the Chinese Professional Association."

Fang Ming's pupils shrank.

He knew that this person was most likely a leader, but he didn't expect that the position was so high.

The Professional Association is the official management organization of China for non-military professionals.

Military professionals are responsible for monsters outside the dungeon and defending the city.

The Professional Association is responsible for related matters in the dungeon.

Song Dalei, the current president of the Professional Association, Fang Ming has heard of this name in the news.

He is called - timely rain!

Because his profession is a hidden profession - space mage!

In the blink of an eye, he can be teleported thousands of miles away.

"Hello, President Song."

Fang Ming saluted respectfully.

"Fang Ming, a senior high school student at Wusha No. 2 Middle School, 18 years old, the world's first fully talented hidden professional, a professional farmer, 9 levels before entering the dungeon, and an orphan."

The white-haired old man looked at Fang Ming and said word by word.

Fang Ming was not surprised. It was too easy for a person of this level to get his information.

Besides, he was a conspicuous existence. The title of the first full-talented hidden professional was too scary.

Countless people and forces were interested in him.

"I have no ill will towards you. On the day you awakened, your information appeared on the table of major forces."

"At that time, countless forces were interested in you and wanted to invite you to join in advance, even though it was rumored that you had no combat power."

"But in the end, they were stopped by the higher-ups, on the grounds of not interfering with your personal wishes and letting you choose for yourself."

Fang Ming was stunned. He didn't expect that they were willing to accept him even after learning that he had no combat power.

"Why are you willing to accept me even though you know I have no combat power?"

Fang Ming asked puzzledly.

"Because you are so famous. The world's first full-talented hidden professional, who knows how much fame your own forces will gain if you make it public."

"Moreover, everyone knows that even if you are a pure auxiliary profession and can only grow some flowers and plants, your nine talents are far stronger than ordinary people."

Fang Ming suddenly realized.

"It seems that you are not without combat power. You have cleared two hidden dungeons in succession. I believe everyone will receive this news. It is likely that you will face the shameless recruitment of those forces next." The white-haired old man laughed.

Fang Ming did not speak. This strength could not be hidden at all, and there was no need to hide it.

"I asked you to come here, in fact, to invite you to join us, to join our professional association."

Fang Ming looked at Song Dalei with an expression of "as expected".

Song Dalei smiled awkwardly.

"Do you know where the many monsters that destroy cities and countries in the wild come from?"

"Dungeons, this is in the textbook."

"That's right, but do you know whyHow can the monsters in the dungeon run out? "

"The dungeon collapses, that's what the book says."

The white-haired old man nodded, looked at Fang Ming seriously and said: "What I'm going to say next is confidential."

"There are generally two situations for dungeon collapse. The first is deliberate destruction by humans."

"Second, the dungeon hidden tasks have not been completed for a long time, and the hidden dungeon has not been cleared, so the dungeon naturally collapses."

Fang Ming was stunned. He didn't expect that the dungeon hidden tasks that have not been completed for a long time will cause the dungeon to collapse.

"There is a unit in our professional association with very few people, but extremely high authority. They are mainly responsible for the strategies of hidden dungeons across the country."

"I want to invite you to join."

The white-haired old man solemnly invited.

"What are the benefits?"

The white-haired old man smiled, and didn't care about Fang Ming's directness, and said the conditions he had thought of long ago:

"First, you can obtain official identity and authority, the national dungeon database is open to you for free, and the minimum level limit for entering the dungeon is cancelled. ”

“Second, you can use the internal store of the Professional Association, which has the real good stuff.”

“Third, you will get a military rank and can command officials with lower ranks than you.”

Song Dalei said and waited quietly for Fang Ming’s reply.

To be honest, Fang Ming was tempted by the first condition alone.

“I agree, but I still have to go to college normally.”

The white-haired old man smiled: “Of course no problem.”

“This is our internal communication equipment, which contains the software of the internal store and a chat group. You can use it after registering.”

Song Dalei handed Fang Ming a communicator.

“You can go back and study it yourself. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. My contact information is in the communicator.”

“And this, tear it open when you encounter a problem that you can’t solve. "

Song Dalei handed Fang Ming another scroll.

[Space Coordinate Scroll]: After use, Space Mage Song Dalei will receive your real-time coordinates.

Fang Ming immediately understood what this thing was after seeing the information.

Song Dalei Summoning Technique!

After tearing it open, Song Dalei will probably be teleported over through the space coordinates!

"Okay, go back and digest it slowly."

Song Dalei waved his hand, and Fang Ming disappeared.

When Fang Ming opened his eyes again, he was already in his own room.