Chapter 81 An Unexpected Gain

[Due to the suspicion of asking for money from the opposite sex you are dating, you have successfully activated the Black Iron Badge "Scumbag"]

[Scumbag: Male humans who are not loyal to their feelings, establish close relationships with more than one opposite sex at the same time, or tend to pursue benefits and pleasure, and have bad behavior.]

[Wearing effect: Your charm will be slightly improved, but your reputation will decline among the opposite sex who want to start a family. However, for some opposite sex with special fetishes, your attractiveness will increase significantly]

[Advanced route: If you continue to ask for money from the intimate opposite sex with ambiguous relationships for more than 10 times, this badge will automatically be promoted to the bronze badge "Giveaway";

Or with your own outstanding charm, after establishing close relationships with 10 opposite sexes, this badge will skip the bronze stage and directly advance to the silver badge "Sea King"]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): The mental damage you actively cause to the opposite sex will increase]

"..."

Mental damage... Does the mental shock driven by abnormal objects count? If it counts, then this badge may be quite practical?

After closing the badge panel in silence, he was stared at by the strange eyes of the secret investigation bureau. Lyon, who was happy to get the "unexpected harvest", did not dare to stay any longer. He argued with the female police for a few words. After getting the promise to return the files within three days, he left in a hurry under the gaze of at least a hundred people.

What's wrong with the bastard? Why is he so weird today?

Looking at Lyon's neck and waist hunched when he left, and his back was inexplicably embarrassed, the female police officer who had won a small victory couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in surprise, and then walked back to the hall of the secret investigation bureau with full of doubts.

"Isha..."

Seeing her walk back briskly, she seemed to be in a good mood. The middle-aged female police officer who had eaten melons for a long time couldn't help but come over and reminded her with a worried look:

"In theory, love is your own business, and I shouldn't interrupt, but... you must keep your eyes open and protect yourself!"

"..."

? ? ?

What a joke! Although that bastard has excusable reasons, he is a rebel after all! How could I have that kind of relationship with him?

She did not reveal Leon's identity as a rebel, but responded with a few words of "hmm" and "ah", and after fooling her senior's outrageous concern, the female police officer walked to the basement with a speechless face, ready to continue her work.

However, when she entered the empty interrogation room, softened the glaring lights a little, and was about to start questioning, she heard the door behind her creak.

"Isha?"

After squinting her eyes to identify and confirm that she had not found the wrong person, the male police officer holding a stack of files breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved to her to come out and talk.

"What's wrong?"

After following the person out of the interrogation room, the female police officer glanced at the files in the other party's hand and found that they were actually the files of martyrs' relatives who did not meet the deduction standards but were suspended from receiving pensions in advance, which she had handed over in the morning. She couldn't help but frowned.

"The military returned all the files and lists? Are they refusing to reissue the pension? Or are they refusing to deal with the dereliction of duty comfort officers?"

"Both... They refused to reissue the pension, and they are not going to deal with the comfort officers."

The male police officer said helplessly:

"The people from the military said that being able to pay the pension until the age of 16 has reached the minimum standard. They are not nannies and have no obligation to take care of these people for life.

According to the general salary standard, as long as you work hard, it is not a problem to get enough food and clothing in the capital. If you can't make a living, it is best to find other reasons and see if these people are not working hard enough."

Not working hard enough?

If it were someone else, it would be fine, but that bastard rebel almost died of exhaustion to support his family, and in the end, didn't he almost lose his family? You are so ashamed to say that he didn't work hard enough?

Also, have the pensions for the past six years been paid out? Apart from anything else, half of the pensions that the bastard rebel's family deserved were discounted to houses in Veteran Lane based on the average housing price!

Damn it! You have the nerve to use the average house price to deduct the compensation for the shabby house that was built at least 60 or 70 years ago, far from the core area, surrounded by prisons or factories, and can't be sold? The record even brazenly states that the person agreed?

At the beginning, they were just a few children whose parents had both died. The youngest had just been weaned and the oldest was less than ten years old. Even if they knew that they were at a disadvantage, what else could they do except agree?

"I know, thank you."

The female police officer who heard the retelling was so angry that she barely suppressed her anger. After thanking the male police officer who came to inform her, she couldn't help but ask with a dark face:

"Can you tell me, who said those words about not working hard before?"

"A supervisor of the Comfort Bureau, his name seems to be Will, Will Ryan."

"..."

From now on, the two words I hate most in my life are Ryan!

…

“Zi…”

[Shooting Master: With sufficient talent and extremely hard practice, you have successfully developed an excellent shooting feel, and your shooting level can be described as perfect]

[Wearing effect: Relying on the superb skills you have explored by yourself and the excellent feel cultivated through hard practice, when you consciously correct the muzzle aiming, your shooting accuracy will be greatly improved]

[Advanced route: After completing 30,000 live-fire shootings, this badge will automatically be upgraded to the gold badge "Shooting Master", current progress 0/30,000]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): As a gun enthusiast, when you use your familiar gun to shoot, your shooting stability will be greatly improved]

Finally got to silver...

Opening the badge panel, looking at the silver-glowing [Shooting Master] in the slot, Leon first lay on the spot and test-fired two shots, then half excited and half depressed and retreated from the shooting position.

Needless to say, the reason for excitement is that after the shooting badge was upgraded to silver, the effect has been leapfrogged again.

Facing a human-shaped target 500 meters away, no matter how the bronze-level [shooter] trains and adjusts, if nine out of ten shots are guaranteed to hit the target stably, it has reached the limit.

But the two shots fired after the badge upgrade directly reduced the "hit area" by nearly half. Not only can it hit the target 100%, but it can even vaguely adjust the approximate landing point of the bullet, and choose to hit the upper or lower half of the target.

This is still a 500-meter target where nails will roll. If it is changed to a 300-meter target, it can almost guarantee that it will hit wherever you point it. Under the condition of stable wind speed and light, the maximum error is probably no more than two centimeters!

As for why I am still depressed after such a big improvement... Of course, the subsequent advancement has become more difficult.

"A full 30,000 rounds..."

Looking at the shocking four big zeros in the advancement route, Leon couldn't help but sigh.

According to his average shooting speed, even if he doesn't work and doesn't go home every day, and stays in the shooting range all the time, it will take more than a month to shoot these 30,000 nails.

According to the normal situation that he can only shoot for one or two hours after get off work every day, if he wants to continue to advance, it is estimated that he will have to shoot for a total of 170 to 80 days, which will take more than half a year. It seems that the shooting badge cannot be further improved in a short time.

Well... but it's still necessary to brush.

Looking at the sky, seeing that the sun had not completely set, Leon picked up the nail gun again, and in the desperate eyes of the two administrators in the distance, he once again crouched back to the shooting position.

Compared with the [Friend of the Devil] who needs a sinful soul, and the [Believer] who needs to kill the pagans with his own hands, the advanced conditions of the shooting badge are simply too simple.

And after only half a year of training, he can reach the level of "shooting master". He is already lucky enough, so what else can he complain about?

…

After shooting at the shooting range until dark, Leon first sent the sniper rifle back to the cleaning bureau, and then walked towards the direction of the Happy Apartment.

Because of a strong old man who claimed to be "in poor health", he was originally going to sleep in the cleaning bureau, and even told Anna and the others in advance that he would not go back for the next two days because of his busy work.

But now that I have obtained the [Believer] which corresponds to the [Friend of the Devil], I might as well go back and try again. What if the hidden properties of these two badges offset each other and the doorman of the Happy Apartment figures it out?