Bang bang bang bang!

The familiar sound of the steam train axle came from the outer window. Surman opened his eyes and found that he had returned to the train, leaning against the familiar bed, with the sound of the smooth and even breathing of the female scholar.

Hey... I remember that Ewinnie seemed to have eaten candy too? Or did she not swallow it at all, just like my actions, pretending to eat candy? Surman felt the movement above and understood the reason as her thoughts turned.

Then he felt something and looked towards the other side of the bed.

Sure enough, James and Sherlock were awake. They were staring at each other and looked at each other. They all turned their eyes to Surman, with the expression of a worker who was exploited by the capitalists on their faces.

They were also depressed. They finally escaped from heaven, but Surman took the opportunity to sign the paper of the contract.

According to the extraordinary agreement on paper, in the next month, they will serve as Mr. Yasen's "assistant" and need to provide him with some help, including but not limited to food and accommodation, inquiries, errands, and daily expenses... and so on. In return, Surman needs to take them away from the [Mirror Box].

This is what both parties have to follow on the second-level contract paper, but in the contract terms, Surman has completed the latter. Now, he only needs to enjoy the other party’s help... It’s a huge profit.

Of course, although the second-level contract paper is powerful, its binding power is engraved on the target object in a contractual manner, and its effectiveness will gradually decrease as time goes by.

James and Sherlock, on their right arms, there was a faint red dimness, which was the mark of the contract. This binding force lasted for at most one month.

After all, he is an extraordinary person, and his spirituality is stronger than that of ordinary people, so he is naturally better at resisting the paper of contract.

"The enemy has been solved, okay, we can get to know each other again, right?" Surman smiled slightly at the two people facing the side of the shop, "Of course, as gentlemen, it is best not to wake up the lady on the upper bunk... right?"

James and Sherlock looked at each other. They felt like they were sympathetic. Although they knew each other for less than twenty-four hours.........

"Mr. Yasen, you're right." James took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, so he confessed: "The group of bounty hunters who attacked us just now may be employed by my competitors. Haha, actually, I've told you a little lie... I'm indeed from the Boya tribe, but not an ordinary clan."

"Not an ordinary clan?" Surman asked knowingly, playing his role perfectly.

"Yes, the blood branch I am in is the 'Sky Eagle'. As the Boya tribe who believes in pure nature, we have four top branches inside, mastering ancient promotion methods... You are also extraordinary people, and you also understand the meaning of 'trait ability', right? We continue to master new trait ability through special training methods. This is our capital to advance to higher levels." James told his true identity without any concealment. Then he changed his tone and added:

"Mr. Yasen, have you heard of the term 'common prosperity'?"

"If you don't understand, I can tell you that this is the goal pursued by our [New Order Society], and of course, it is also the core doctrine within our society. Believe me, this is different from the Church of the Orthodox God." Sherlock was very enthusiastic.

At this moment, Surman looked at his expression and somehow thought of the noun that was once called "Amway" in his previous life......
Chapter completed!