The Strongest Deduction of Zongman Chapter 1727

"In fact, if Ms. Yuma still has doubts about witches, you can take a look at the witch office jointly funded by our underworld and the world, and look at their latest witch contract."

As he said that, Kirkball respectfully handed the document in his hand to Yuma Xiandu with both hands, with an extremely professional attitude, and his image seemed to be integrated with the scouts that can be seen everywhere in Akihabara, Tokyo.

It's just that the ferocious and terrifying face will probably be assigned to the scouts of the 'Tokyo Fever' company.

"You can still read the witch's contract?" Xiandumu Yuma, who was already a little suspicious, was surprised when he saw the contract being handed over.

According to the basic knowledge of witch education, the content of a witch contract is often random. The witch herself draws up the power she wants, and the demons collect the soul and set the price that the witch needs to abide by. The latter, the price set by the devil is often random. Yes, you can only know from the touch of the soul after signing the contract.

Due to this characteristic, the price of the devil is basically very cruel, often breaking through the psychological tolerance of the contracted witch, which is also the reason for the extremely poor reputation of the witch.

Because if the devil sets a price for killing one person per day, then the witch will often kill the same kind of person in order to survive. Such contract prices will naturally include the entire witch class at the bottom of the social discrimination chain, and become a place where everyone shouts and beats. mouse.

However, if the price is clearly marked and all the costs are listed on paper, things will be completely different.

"I always feel that something has been changed..." Xiandu Yuma, who took the file, suddenly thought of it with emotion. This feeling is quite inexplicable, as if the blood flowing in his body is sighing and envious.

With doubts, Xiandumu You Mahjong picked up the file and looked at the paper.

[Thousand Eyes Witch Trainee Contract. Version 1.0]

[Witnessed by the chief of staff of Qianyan, the Great Emperor of Gengjin in the West of Kunlun, the God of Yahweh, the Buddhist Amitabha, the devil of the underworld Satan, the Greek god Zeus and many other gods and Buddhas, our Qianyan Office signed a contract with all the witches in reserve contract. 】

[Article 1: Party A must cooperate with our company to carry out the activities of witch trainees within five years, contribute to the new era of witches, and reverse the world's prejudice against witches. 】

[Article 2: Party B is obliged to provide witch trainees with more than ten high-ranking devils as their contract partners to sign a contract of equality and mutual assistance, but there is no need to guarantee the success of the contract. 】

[Article 3: After Party A successfully signs a contract with Devil, the contract time with our company will automatically increase for five years, and after the contract expires, our company has the priority to renew the contract. 】

[Article 4: After signing the contract, Party A must take the courses seriously, learn singing, dancing, rap, basketball (crossed out), saxophone, piano, voice actor training and other courses, and become a witch idol in the new era. 】

[Article 5: 70% of the income generated by Party A’s participation in activities during the contract period will be collected by Party B, and 30% will be collected by Party A...]

The more Xiandumu Yuma looked at the contract, the weirder her face became, until after roughly reading the densely packed clauses, she turned her head in confusion, and said to Yu:

"Father, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the witch written in the contract?"

"What? What's the problem?" You raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise.

Xiandumu Yuma turned back, squeezed the contract document tightly, took another look carefully, and said with a strange expression:

"Although there are clauses such as signing an equal contract with the devil in the contract, but the other content, why do I feel like it was given by the scouts I saw in Akihabara last time? It's like... like... ..."

"Like an idol?"

With a smile, he continued with Xiandu Yuma's words.

"Yes!" Xiandumu Youma responded subconsciously, and then hurriedly waved his hands and said: "But this may be my illusion, you see there are some gods' names on this paper, just You can feel the terrifying power from the name, so it’s obviously the real thing, right? A contract that even the gods recognize, no matter how you think about it, it’s impossible to become an idol, right?”

Xiandumu Yuma pointed to the description in the second line of the contract with a dry smile, pointing at the names with a terrifying aura, and smiled awkwardly.

"Why can't gods endorse idol contracts?"

Yuu's rhetorical question made Xiandumu Youma stunned.

That's right, there's no rule that gods can't endorse idol contracts... Xiandumu Youma thought in a daze, and then his expression gradually became weird, and there seemed to be something wrong?

She moved her eyes, looked at the silver-haired young man with crossed legs in front of her, held the contract, and asked cautiously:

"Just now you said the word 'idol contract', right?"

"That's right, is there any question?" You spread out his hands and asked back with a puzzled expression.

The problem is big, okay... Aren't we talking about the witch's contract... Xiandumu Yuma roared in her heart, she forcibly controlled her breathing, took a few deep breaths, and after slowly exhaling, she said a little unsteadily:

"But isn't this a witch's contract? It's strange that the contract is in the form of a contract, and there is still a ten-year contract period. Does the witch have a time limit? Besides, why are idols and witches equal?"

Hearing this, Yu clapped his hands, and after attracting Xiandu Yuma's attention, he raised an index finger and said:

"These questions can be collectively referred to as one question: Why does a witch's contract look like an idol contract."

Xiandumu Youma nodded again and again, that's what she wanted to ask.

Seeing this scene, Yu stood up from the sofa, turned his back to Xiandu Yuma and said:

"Yuma, I want to ask you, are humans and demons the same race?"

"No." Xiandumu Youma immediately shook her head. Normal people know that demons and humans are not the same race, and she is no exception.

"Then..." You turned around and shouted hoarsely: "In the eyes of demons, witches are equal to idols in the eyes of humans, isn't it normal?! Isn't this a matter of course!!!"

Xiandumu Yuma covered her ears stimulated by the hoarse shout, then looked at Yu with tears in her eyes, pursed her lips, and muttered a little autistically:

"In the eyes of the devil, the witch is actually...an idol?"

This cognition gap is too big... Devils are really different from humans... Xiandu Muyouma quickly skipped these two thoughts in her mind, and then she saw Yu sat down again, raised Erlang's legs and said:

"As for the so-called ten-year deadline, isn't it easy to understand? Generally, girls become witches at the age of thirteen, and ten years later they will be twenty-three. Is a twenty-three-year-old witch still an idol to fans? Wrong Yeah, big mistake."

"What is it if it's not a witch?" Xiandumu Youma asked in a daze.

"It's Big Mom."

Xiandumu Yuma's expression twisted slightly. She just wanted to refute that she was 23 years old and youthful, but she also considered that this might be a misconception between demons and humans. In order to avoid being despised by Yu in terms of common sense, she silently He swallowed the thoughts in his heart.

"Okay, I know you may not be able to accept these things in a short time, you go back and consider whether you want to become a witch."

Seeing that Xiandumu Yuma was speechless, Yuu waved his hand immediately, and asked Yuma to go back to think about it, then remembered something, and asked:

"By the way, did you have anything to discuss when you came to me before?"

Xiandumu Youma was stunned for a while, and then his eyes kept drifting, and it took a long time before he suddenly said:

"By the way, dinner, I invited my schoolmates to have dinner at home!"

"Small things, I'll let Caesar arrange them." You waved his hand, and then said: "Go back and think about whether you want to become a witch or not. It's better to think carefully about such formal things. Also, after the contract is signed, You may have to transfer to String Kamijima, so it would be better to talk to your friends during this dinner."

Having said that, as long as Xiandumu Yuma still has the impression that if she does not become a witch, she will be harmed because of her blood, then the answer is already obvious. Moreover, for young girls in the blooming season, becoming an idol is a must. Something very tempting.

"Xiangami Island? That's right, if you're a witch, it's normal to stay in the Demon Special Zone." Xiandumu Yuma said with some regret. She had long been conscious of parting with her friends. Hearing it at this time, it just feels a little ahead of schedule.

Thinking of this, Xiandumu Youma couldn't help but sighed, took the contract and walked to the door, and after pulling the doorknob, turned his head with some doubts:

"that……"

"Ask if you have anything." Yu replied casually.

Seeing this scene, Xiandumu Yuma scratched her cheek shyly and said: