The person who came was the young acne-like young man who transported Haiyasha's body last night. His real name was Chen Douji. He was the son of a brother who changed his post to Lu Wenhao. His parents had long died and depended on each other with his sister.

He had just said one or two words to Zhang Jiao before, and the transport truck driver called him into the car. When he met again, he seemed very familiar and said with envy and jealousy: "Brother Qiao, you have already joined the front line of the night watchman!

But it’s not good to wear the ‘crow skin’ directly in broad daylight, so be careful to be targeted by cultists.”

"Is that true?" Zhang Jiao, who had already discovered something wrong, said in a good manner: "Then I will find a place to buy a piece of clothes to change it later.

Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Chen.”

"Don't be so polite," Chen Douji said with a smile: "You are also a night watcher now. Just call me Douzi according to our internal habits.

By the way, you'd better get a fancy name as soon as possible.

In order to prevent sudden mental pollution when appearing, night watchmen usually do not call their real names."

"Is there any other rule?" Zhang Jiao thought for a while and said, "Then I call you Douzi, you call me Baiya."

"White Crow," Chen Douji felt that Zhang Jiao had a taste of fancy, and obviously suppressed his broken nickname, and said a little inexplicably jealously: "Is there any origin?

The name of the flower represents personal characteristics and does not appear randomly."

"My ability comes from the great Heavenly Father," Zhang Jiao smiled and said, "and white symbolizes light and holiness in the eyes of the 'father's', and it is also my lifelong pursuit.

The symbol of the Night Watcher is a crow, and the combination of the two is a white crow."

"That's it." There is a reasonable thing here. Chen Douji heard it and said dryly: "Goodbye, I'll go buy breakfast for my sister."

He waved his hand at Zhang Jiao and left.

Zhang Jiao turned his head and looked at his back as he was gradually moving away, shook his head secretly, found a ready-made clothing shop, bought casual clothes to change into it.

Suddenly, I heard a sharp alarm sound of "Woo wow wow wow wow..." on the street.

A long time ago, when he was in Luyang Haijing, he often heard similar sounds due to the disaster of Hongqiao.

But since I moved to Nanyang and came to the edge of the human world, Zhang Jiao hasn't heard of such early warnings for public disasters for a long time.

I couldn't help but stand at the door of the ready-to-wear shop and looked at the street curiously.

Seeing the crowd gathering urgently and starting to move in the same direction, it was exactly the same as when Haijing citizens rushed to the shelter and took refuge in the past.

A thought arose in my mind, “What’s going on?

Could it be that Nanyang has become such a ghost and has become the target of the alien race?

When fresh fish is not damaged, do you have to step on it again if you turn into a stinky fish?"

Just when he was puzzled, the owner of the garment shop who was taking refuge happened to pass by Zhang Jiao. Seeing that he had not taken action for a long time, he stood there in a daze, and reminded nervously: "Mr. Deacon, the alarm has sounded. Why don't you go to the branch to gather quickly? Be careful of being punished?"

"I have only been in the job for a long time and am not very familiar with the rules in the Night Watch team," Zhang Jiao came to his senses and smiled and said, "As soon as the alarm sounds, you will go to the shelter.

I have to get together to prepare for emergency preparedness, right?”

"Yes, all 3-year-olds understand this rule," the boss said strangely: "No need to be a specialist in night watch..."

Halfway through speaking, I realized that my words were a little disrespectful to Zhang Jiao, so I choked up and said with a dry smile: "That's it, you can go to the gathering quickly.

I have to go to the shelter as well.”

After that, he ignored Zhang Jiao and walked out and flew into the crowd.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao changed back to the uniform of the Night Watchman and strode back to the Lu family.

I ran up the second floor in one breath and heard Lu Wenhao's call coming from the desk at the end of the bed, a special communicator for night watchmen placed together with him and the bird's head mask.

He hurriedly jumped onto the bed, grabbed the phone and connected the channel: "Captain, Captain, I am Bai Ya, please instruct?"

"Who are you?" Lu Wenhao's shocked voice came from the phone.

"Jiao Sheng," Zhang Jiao replied anxiously: "According to the rules of the night watchman, he is named Bai Crow.

White is a symbol of light and holiness in the eyes of Heavenly Father, the symbol of the Night Watcher is a crow, and the combination of the two is a white crow."

"You adapted very quickly." Lu Wenhao was stunned for a moment and said, "Hey, this doesn't matter anymore.

When the tide appears, come to our affiliated branch to gather.

The coordinates are on the communicator's display, fast, fast, fast, fast."

"The white crow understands, the white crow understands." Zhang Jiao replied loudly, put on the bird's head mask, broke through the window and fell to the ground, and rushed towards the direction indicated by the communicator.

A few minutes later, he came to a former medium-sized department store and looked inside through the glass curtain wall that had been replaced with ordinary glass. Seeing that the first floor was full of bird-headed people, he rushed in quickly.

Lu Wenhao's team number is C9527, standing at the outermost periphery of the branch room.

The team leader was led by Shanshuo, the most experienced, holding a stainless steel black sign.

Seeing Zhang Jiao present, he immediately stuffed the sign into Zhang Jiao's hand and said in a serious voice: "Bai Ya, you are the latest to join the team now, so you will be the one who will carry the sign in the future."

"No problem." Zhang Jiao was shy about this, and nodded with a smile and raised the stainless steel nameplate high.

Then he recognized Lu Wenhao with his figure and turned his head to ask for advice: "Captain, if the tide appears, when will we usually go out?"

In fact, he couldn't even determine what the "Sea Tide" was, but based on the literal meaning, it was probably related to the "Sea Tribe".

Because Qiao Sheng's character is an ascetic monk from the Heavenly Father's religion, it is normal for him to not understand the internal operation of the Night Watcher, and Lu Wenhao did not raise any doubts.

He explained with a solemn expression: "It is not necessarily our turn to get together.

But there is nothing wrong with being prepared for the challenge.

Qiao, Bai Ya, your positioning in the team is the main healing and the secondary long-range attack, which should have been protected by the flesh shield.

But our team has too few people and we really can't get extra staff, so we can only let you defend yourself.

But you are a monk again. Once you are approached by the enemy, you may be reluctant to defend yourself with bare hands. It is best to choose a weapon.

Originally, guns are the most commonly used weapons for our Night Watch front-line troops, but they overlap with your offensive spells, and the effect of using guns is also... "

When the people around him heard him talking seriously about the new team members' use of guns and self-defense, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

Even Du Xizhe, Aisa, and Zhao Shi, three teammates, had their faces hidden behind the mask.
Chapter completed!