World-saving Plan: The Only Savior-Chapter 639 - 485 - Special Task

"Click," the door was opened.

Beelu walked in under the gesture of the black bodyguard.

In the room, two young men dressed in bizarre outfits were sitting.

No explanation needed, Beelu understood their identities just from the first glance.

Transcendents!

They must be Transcendents!

He excitedly shouted in his mind.

The clothes on the two individuals were clearly those that only Transcendents in legends would wear!

Just like the robes of a Mage, the Combat Suit of a Superpower User.

Beelu was captivated by the unique style of the clothing at just a glance.

Piecing together everything he had experienced today, he easily deduced their real identities.

"Please, have a seat."

One of the men in white clothing spoke.

Yang Yangyang sized up the young black man before him, recalling some information about him and feeling somewhat incredulous.

He had always been a normal homebody who had never seen blood, yet unexpectedly, he had burst out with a psychological quality not inferior to that of a professional soldier in a critical moment. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Although he had been assisted by a Constitution Enhancement Scroll which enabled him to deal with those monsters, this did not completely nullify his ability.

After all, even a professional soldier might not achieve such results when facing those terrifying monsters.

Looking at the other’s nervous appearance now, if it weren’t for the black monster blood on him, it would be very difficult to link the figure who had defended the door alone and killed more than a dozen monsters with the person before them.

It seems this guy also has potential, just needing a bit of stimulation.

"Your Highnesses, may I ask if it was you who asked for me to come here...?"

Beelu was very nervous as he blurted out an unnecessary remark.

"It seems that you must have used the scroll given by the Star Lord already,"

Yang Yangyang said while glancing at his wristwatch, then added,

"Hmm, there are still about two minutes, you can eat anything here."

He pointed to a pile of stuff placed on the table in front of them.

Beelu was a bit perplexed by his sudden remarks.

What two minutes? What do you mean, eat anything?

He looked at the table filled with appealing food.

Hmm... Although the food looked tasty, he had just had dinner not long ago and wasn’t hungry, nor did he feel any desire to eat.

He merely took the other’s words as a polite gesture.

"Star Lord...?"

Beelu thought for a moment, then said excitedly,

"Your Highness, the Star Lord you mentioned, is he the same one who came with Aaron last time... the Mage who killed dozens of monsters with a single punch! This scroll was given to me by him!"

Beelu said quite a bit in one breath.

Although he was a homebody, he was actually quite a chatterbox.

The two traits seemed somewhat contradictory, but that wasn’t hard to understand.

Being talkative was his nature, while being a homebody just meant he enjoyed playing games.

By now, after exchanging a few words, his talkative nature had gradually become apparent.

"I understand, sir, you must be a mage associated with that esteemed person, right? Is this a test? That scroll, and those monsters! Did my performance this time... meet your requirements...? If, I mean if... if it really didn’t meet them, could you possibly give me another chance? I really, really want to join you..."

Yang Yangyang and Shi Yong looked at Beelu, who was rambling on, and their faces twitched.

He hadn’t even said anything yet, and this guy had already said it all.

"Ahem, calm down a bit."

He coughed softly.

Upon hearing this, Beelu paused and then immediately stopped.

He was well aware of his problem with being talkative.

He knew he had gotten a bit carried away; it was best to be more composed in this situation.

"Um, um... I’m sorry, I spoke too much... May I know what sir has called me here for...?"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt relaxed, almost as if he was about to collapse, and his stomach began to rumble.

Thinking about what the man in white had just said, Beelu quickly understood what was going on.

It seems there were indeed some side effects after the scroll’s power ended.

He then smiled sheepishly and began to eat the food that was on the table.

"The scroll you just used is called ’Enhancement.’ For someone originally with a weaker constitution, using it might lead to some discomfort due to the enormous consumption of energy, primarily manifesting as hunger. Don’t worry."

Seeing his reaction, Yang Yangyang casually explained.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am ’Bai Ze’, and this is ’Heart Monkey.’ According to your understanding, we indeed count as Transcendents, but we are not really mages."

"Ah! Not mages? Then, may I ask what profession are you?"

"Profession?"

Yang Yangyang looked at him weirdly, wondering why the guy always gave him the impression they were discussing career classes in online games.

But he couldn’t be bothered to explain and simply shook his head:

"As for our specific identities, you don’t need to know them right now. This time we called you here because we have a task we want to assign to you."

"A task? What task? Is there something I can do?"

Yang Yangyang then counter-questioned:

"Beelu, we have already looked over your personal information. Now in front of the Hurricane Bureau, you have exposed that kind of power. Have you ever thought about what you plan to do in the future?"

"This, this..."

Upon hearing this, Beelu’s face suddenly fell, and the food in his hand no longer seemed appetizing.

"I don’t know... I’m just an ordinary person. That power isn’t even mine. If I go back now, they will definitely find me... I really don’t want to be taken for research... Can you please help me join you?"

Yang Yangyang listened patiently until he finished speaking, then knocked on the table and pondered for a moment before speaking:

"Joining us isn’t impossible, but you still don’t meet our requirements. If you want to join, you must complete the task I assign."

"The task, right, there’s the task!"

Beelu’s expression brightened, a mix of surprise and anticipation.

"I don’t know what task you’re talking about, but rest assured, I will do my utmost to complete it!"

Yang Yangyang nodded in satisfaction, then pulled out a small bottle containing a golden liquid from his pocket and placed it on the table, revealing his purpose.

"I want you to join the Hurricane Bureau."