Chapter 15 Invitations

"Why?" Hearing Dunn's words, Klein's heart suddenly stirred up a storm, and his instinct blurted out.

Do Beyonders have serious hidden dangers? So that the judicial organs within the church and the Extraordinary who deal with evil events are prone to problems?

Dunn Smith stepped into the carriage and sat in the previous position, his expression and tone remained normal:

"It's not something you need to know, and it's not something you can know unless you become one of us."

Klein was dumbfounded for a while, then sat down with him, half amused and half puzzled:

"If you don't understand this, how can you make the decision to join?"

If you don't join, you can't understand, this becomes an endless loop...

Dunn Smith took out his pipe again, and put it on his nose to take a breath:

"You may have misunderstood. One of our members includes civilians."

"That is to say, as long as you become your civilian staff, you can understand the relevant secrets, figure out the hidden dangers and possible dangers of Beyonders, and then consider whether to become Beyonders?" Klein sorted out his thoughts and used His own words re-describe the meaning of the other party.

Dunn smiled and said:

"That's right, except for one thing, that is, you don't have to think about becoming an Extraordinary, you can definitely become one. In this regard, the major churches are equally strict."

It's strange that it's not strict... Klein slandered, and said with a gesture in a stronger tone:

"What about the civilian staff? That should be strict too, right?"

"If it's you, then there should be no problem." Dunn's eyes were half closed, and he sniffed the pipe with a slightly stretched expression, but did not light the tobacco.

"Why?" Klein was puzzled again.

At the same time, he teased himself in his heart:

Could it be that my specialness, my transmigrator's halo, is like a firefly in the dark night, so vivid and so outstanding?

Dunn opened his half-closed eyes, his gray eyes were as dark as before:

"First, being able to survive in such an event without our help shows that you have advantages that are different from others, such as being lucky, and lucky people are always welcome."

Seeing Klein's dull expression, he smiled slightly and said:

"Well, take it as a humorous statement, second, you are a graduate of the history department of Hoy University, which is very much needed, although the attitude of Lulmi, the believer of the Lord of the Storm, towards women makes He hates people, but his views on society, humanities, economics and politics are still sharp, and he said that talent is the key factor in maintaining a competitive advantage and good development, which I agree with."

Seeing that Klein frowned slightly, he explained casually:

"You should be able to imagine that we will often come into contact with documents and items from the Fourth Epoch and even earlier. Many cults and many heresies try to gain power from these things, and sometimes they themselves can lead to strange and terrifying things. matter."

"Except for Extraordinary people in special fields, most of us are not good at learning, or we have passed that age." Speaking of which, Dunn Smith pointed to his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched in self-deprecation, "Those who Boring and boring knowledge always makes people want to sleep, even those who can't sleep can't resist. In the past, we would find historians and archaeologists to cooperate, but there is a risk of secret leakage, and it may also give Professors, associate professors and gentlemen have brought bad experiences, so it is a good thing that a professional joins and becomes one of us.”

Klein nodded lightly, accepted Dunn's statement, and asked in a divergent way:

"Then why didn't you guys directly, um, develop one before?"

Dunn continued on his own:

"That's the third, and last, most important point, you've been exposed to similar events,

I invite you to not violate the confidentiality clause, and develop others. If it fails, I will bear the responsibility of secret disclosure. Most of our team members, our civil servants, come from within the church. "

After listening quietly, Klein said curiously:

"Why do you keep such strict secrecy? A lot of things are published, circulated, and let more people know. Isn't it possible to avoid the same mistakes from happening again? The biggest fear comes from the unknown, and we can make the unknown known."

"No, the stupidity of humans is beyond your imagination, which will lead to more imitations, greater chaos and more serious incidents." Dunn Smith shook his head and replied.

Klein gave a "hmm" and said clearly:

"The only lesson humanity has ever learned from history is that humanity cannot learn any lessons from history and always repeats the same tragedies."

"Emperor Roselle's famous saying is indeed full of philosophy." Dunn agreed.

...What did Emperor Roselle say? The traverser's predecessors are really 360 degrees without any dead ends and do not leave latecomers a chance to pretend... Klein didn't know how to answer for a while.

Dunn turned his head and looked outside the carriage, the dim yellow of the street lamps interweaved into the brilliance of civilization.

"...In the judicial organs of the major churches, there is a similar statement. This may be the main reason for strict confidentiality and forbidding ordinary people to know."

"What is it?" Klein was refreshed, feeling the pleasure of spying on secrets.

Dunn turned his head back, his facial muscles tugged invisibly:

"Belief and fear bring trouble, and more faith and fear bring more trouble, until all is destroyed."

After saying this, he sighed and said:

"And apart from praying for the blessing and help of the gods, human beings can't solve the real big trouble."

"Belief and fear bring trouble, and more faith and fear bring even more trouble..." Klein recited this sentence silently, not too understanding, and then felt fear because of the unknown unknown, as if the street lights outside In the shadows, in the darkness without light, there are pairs of malicious eyes and open mouths.

Horseshoes were nimble, wheels were rolling, and Iron Cross was in sight. Dunn broke the sudden silence and formally invited:

"Are you going to join us as a civilian?"

Klein's thoughts emerged, and he couldn't make a decision for a short time. After thinking about it, he said:

"Can I think about it?"

The stakes are high, and choices cannot be made hastily and recklessly.

"No problem, just give me an answer before Sunday." Dunn nodded, "Of course, remember to keep secrets, and you can't tell others about Welch-related events, including your brother and sister. Once violated, not only will Trouble them and possibly get you to a special court."

"Okay." Klein replied solemnly.

The car was silent again.

Seeing that the Iron Cross Street was approaching and he was about to get home, Klein suddenly thought of a question. He hesitated for a few seconds and then asked:

"Mr. Smith, how are your clerical salaries and treatment?"

This is a serious question...

Dunn was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Don't worry about this problem, our funds are jointly guaranteed by the church and the police department. Civilians who have just entered, the weekly salary is 2 pounds 10 soles, in addition to 10 soles of confidentiality and risk subsidies, the total is 3 pounds , not much worse than a formal university lecturer."

"After that, as your qualifications improve and the corresponding credits are obtained, the salary will gradually increase."

"For civilian staff, we generally have a five-year contract. After five years, if you are unwilling to do it, you can leave normally, but you must sign a lifetime confidentiality clause. You cannot leave Tingen without our approval, and move to another place. The city also needs to find the local night watchman to register as soon as possible.”

"By the way, there are no Sundays, there are only rotations, and there must be three civilian staff working at all times. If you want to go to the south and take a vacation to Dixi Bay, you need to coordinate with your colleagues."

As soon as Dunn finished speaking, the carriage stopped, and the apartment where the Klein family lived appeared to the side.

"I see." Klein turned around and got off the carriage and stopped beside him. "By the way, Mr. Smith, if I think about it, where should I go to find you?"

Dunn said with a low smile:

"Go to the 'Hound Tavern' on Beswick Street and find their boss, Wright, and tell you to hire a mercenary squad for the task."

"Ah?" Klein was at a loss.

"Our address is also confidential. It is impossible to tell you directly before you agree. Well, Mr. Klein Moretti, I wish you a good dream tonight." Dunn greeted with a smile.

Klein took off his hat and saluted, watching the carriage leave from slow to fast.

He took out his pocket watch and opened it with a swipe. He saw that it was only early four in the morning, the cool breeze was blowing on the street, and the street lights were dim.

Klein took a deep breath, feeling the silence of the night around him.

The noisiest and noisiest neighborhood during the day was so deserted and quiet in the middle of the night, which was completely different from the silent gaze and psychedelic psychedelics in Welch's residence.

Only at this time did he realize that the back of his linen shirt was covered in sweat at some point, cold and greasy.