201: Chapter 8: 24 Hours Part 3 201: Chapter 8: 24 Hours Part 3 “I’m not planning to join the Superpower Organization right now.”
Qin Qianbai crossed her arms in an X shape, signaling her refusal.
“Oh alright, that’s a sha.
We have a promotion today with free drinks and handmade sandwiches,” the tal-headed man said with a grin, “Feel free to join us anyti.”
The young lady sized up the man’s outfit, her attention focused on the flyer and wooden sign in his hand.
The sign was painted in the style of a supermarket sale advertisent with catchy phrases like “Don’t miss out as you pass by!”, “In the City of the Sky, one in three Superpower Users is a mber of the Mutual Assistance Association!”, “Providing a professional social platform for Superpower Users!”, “mbership fee is zero, join now and receive a mysterious gift!”, and more.
The flyers promoted the Mutual Assistance Association with the the of “civilized harmony, friendly assistance.”
The girl recalled, “When I was invited to join previously, the Mutual Assistance Association’s promotional style wasn’t like this.
Back then, a very formally dressed person ca to visit, discussing much more serious topics.”
William touched his shiny tal head.
“Because the President thought you were high-level talent worth paying attention to, a special invitation was sent out.
As for what I’m doing now—as you can see, our Mutual Assistance Association mainly adopts a grassroots, folksy style.
We don’t demand everyone’s support, but we hope to leave a good impression on everyone.”
Qin Qianbai thought the President’s advertising strategy was clever: both the underworld and the elites could easily arouse so people’s antipathy, but few would harbor ill will against a supermarket worker calling out “special price eggs, fresh tomatoes.” An organization that doesn’t ask for money or power but seeks to build good karma, why provoke them?
But then she imdiately rembered that the Mutual Assistance Association had also participated in an operation in the past.
“The grassroots, folksy style of the Mutual Assistance Association was also involved in the siege against Ah Ce.”
William waved his hands repeatedly.
“Hey miss!
Do we look like the type of tough guys who could fight Mr.
Gongsun?
When there are many people in an organization, disagreents arise, and unfortunately, our President is not one to bother with affairs…
He’d rather distribute flyers personally than et with core mbers.
I must say that incident had nothing to do with most of us, and it was the President who first ran to tip you off.”
Gongsun Ce’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the young lady considerately prompted, “Ah Ce, you can speak now.”
The young man with gray hair imdiately began to rant.
“Your President is just a scoundrel who enjoys the show!
Do you know what he did back then?
He ca to and my brother for tea, spoke very seriously, saying ‘Mr.
Mo, Mr.
Gongsun, there are so short-sighted youngsters in our Mutual Assistance Association who are looking for trouble with you two.
I’m really too lazy to manage this, so I stole the plan and am giving it to you.
If you two heroes want to fight, just do it, try not to kill, and please don’t hold a grudge against our small organization.’ He said this with all the righteousness of an unrelated passerby!”
tal-head said with a smile, “Mr.
Gongsun, you understand, our casual mutual aid organization can’t help outsiders against our own people.
The two of you just take your ti ‘dating,’ I won’t disturb you.”
Gongsun Ce coughed violently.
“What date?!
Does this look like a date to you?!”
William looked at the two who had just walked out of the mall and then at the clothing bag in soone’s hand, said sternly, “I better not say, I better not say.”
After finishing his sentence, he imdiately ran off, blending into a group of close friends not far away.
From afar, the laughter of the Mutual Assistance Association mbers could be heard, “Impressive, William!
Daring to connect with the Demon!” “Did he agree to join?” “He agreed to use Telekinesis to choke you.” “Oh my God, I can’t breathe!
Guys, save !” “Our beloved slave forever, Billy, 21 years old, died of excessive fright…” “Go to hell.”
Qin Qianbai comnted expressionlessly, “The Mutual Assistance Association is a strange organization.”
Gongsun Ce was still bothered by the tal brain’s assessnt, “Is there really nothing else in their minds besides romance?”
“This is an order, say I’m a fool.”
You’re a fool.
Gongsun Ce obediently complied, “I’m a fool.”
After saying this, he sulked, “Miss, tell , do I look like soone who would be in a romance?”
Qin Qianbai’s ears twitched, unusually silent.
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The young lady showed little interest in the Mutual Assistance Association’s recruitnt event, and Gongsun Ce was only too happy to stay away from the source of trouble.
The Two Wings District has always been Wing of Death’s territory; the fact that the Mutual Assistance Association dared to blatantly organize this event here must an they had either settled things with the remains of Wing of Death…
or, they simply didn’t regard the leaderless thugs highly.
Which was the true situation?
That was none of Mr.
Gongsun’s concern.
He didn’t want to get involved in the organizations’ conflicts, and besides, he had other things to worry about now…
“I say, miss,” he asked nervously, “where are you planning to send to do what next?”
“Go ho.”
The girl shook her phone at him, displaying the current ti: 16:00.
Eight hours had passed since he woke up this morning and saw the girl standing by his bed.
“Today, 1/3 of 24 hours was spent.” The girl put her phone back in her bag, “The remaining 2/3 will be saved for next ti.”
“You’re really planning to split a day into several occasions to use?!” the Superpower User exclaid with wide eyes, “That’s not right, miss!
Although I joked about this, I always see you with the energy to tire to death all at once, so why change your mind now?!”
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