Chapter 599: Testing Qualifications

Want a hair of mine?

Upon hearing the rebel leader's request, Leon immediately became vigilant.

Although the other party's ability seemed to be related to "doors," the rebels had a connection with the Water Bottle Director, and the Water Bottle had created so many anomalous objects, so it was likely that he had left one or several anomalous objects with him.

Then, if this anomalous object could detect someone's state with hair, would there be a possibility of his identity "borrowed" from the photo being exposed?

"Little Bakins?"

Seeing that Leon didn't pull out a hair immediately, but stood there silently without any action, the fat uncle beside him became anxious and hurriedly pushed him.

"Hurry! What are you waiting for?"

"I'm sorry, I... I'm just too excited!"

After staggering along with the force of the fat uncle's push, Leon quietly reached into his bosom, knocked on the small mirror, hooked his finger at Youha inside, and then said gratefully:

"Thank you, Leader, for the opportunity! I'll pull out my hair right now!"

After acting out the teenager who was "stunned" by surprise in front of a group of curious onlookers, Leon quickly took his hand out of his bosom, then reached out and pulled hard on the back of his head.

"Leader, is this enough?"

"Enough, enough... actually you don't need to pull so many, one is enough..."

Looking at the small tuft of short black hair in "Little Bakins"'s slightly trembling hand, the middle-aged man smiled helplessly, then took one from it and wiped it lightly on the inside of the watch according to the method taught by the Water Bottle Director.

"Zhi~"

Accompanied by a subtle sound like metal gears biting each other, the side of the watch worn by the middle-aged man suddenly opened a small gap, revealing the mechanical structure inside.

Under the "shocked" gaze of Leon and the others, this six-handed watch with a strange shape seemed to come alive. The gears, balance wheels, and rockers made of brass were like fine, twisted sharp teeth exposed in the gap, directly swallowing the black hair.

"This is something a friend gave me. It can detect whether a person possesses 'special' power with hair. The more hands that move and the greater the amplitude, the better your qualifications."

After briefly explaining the function of the watch, the middle-aged man held the switch on the other side of the watch and flicked it lightly.

"Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Accompanied by an extremely subtle sound, five hands jumped almost instantly, starting to move rapidly towards the range of anomaly.

Past, body, soul, character, emotion... Old Bakins' encounter only had three hands reacting. This child actually has so many places that deviate from normal people?

After looking at "Little Bakins" with some surprise, the middle-aged man looked down at the watch with some expectation. When all the hands stopped, he couldn't help but show a look of regret.

Although three passed, it... was not one in each of the three groups of hands, but the past, body, and soul passed, and the final emotion and character groups only moved slightly, far from reaching the level of becoming an anomaly.

Little Bakins has a painful past, but no great future. Although the body and soul are both abnormal, the emotion and character do not meet the standards, and the amplitude can only be considered a slight fluctuation.

It seems that it is the same as his previous judgment. Although this child is not completely impossible, he is ultimately missing the final kick.

It's a pity. Like his father Old Bakins, although it's not impossible, he is ultimately missing the final kick.

"Sorry." Facing the incomparably expectant eyes of Old Owen and the others, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly and directly gave a negative answer.

"Although Little Bakins is not completely without qualifications, compared to the minimum standard, he is still a little bit off. From the current point of view, he does not have the qualifications in that regard."

"..."

"I see..."

Upon hearing the answer given by the middle-aged man, "Little Bakins," who was determined by the leader to have no talent, couldn't help but dim his eyes and lower his head in despair.

And the fat uncle sighed deeply, reached out and patted his back for comfort, then forced a smile and said to the middle-aged man:

"Sorry to trouble you, Leader. But even without that kind of magical ability, I believe that as long as we work hard, we can still do something!"

Upon hearing the fat uncle's words, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment.

Is it enough to just work hard... Then why did I work hard so many times before and after crossing the Gate of the Other World, but everything is still sliding towards the abyss?

In this world, some things are destined not to be achieved by hard work. No ability means no ability, and no qualification means no qualification!

"Yes... as long as you work hard... it should be possible."

The middle-aged man, whose heart was a bit stuffy and painful, smiled and said a lie that he didn't believe himself, then turned sideways to make way for the door to the Capital, and then instructed Leon:

"Go back quickly. Although your money should have been drunk away by Old Bakins, and the rest is estimated to be used to pay the fine for defacing the memorial wall, he didn't necessarily carry all the money with him. Maybe there is still some left at home."

"So you can go and see if there is any money left at home. If your money is not enough to use next, then go to the finance department to advance some, just say I said it."

"Thank you, Leader..."

Facing the middle-aged man's care, "Little Bakins," whose dream was shattered, nodded and thanked him weakly, then followed the fat uncle who was comforting him in a low voice, and left the valley that served as a gathering point with a gloomy expression.

And after their figures disappeared, I don't know if it was because he regretted not being able to obtain a new anomalous object, or because he lamented his own powerless fate, the middle-aged man also sighed, turned around and walked towards the center of the valley, preparing to arrange the actions for the next period of time.

But he had only walked a few steps when he saw a strong figure running over in a hurry. The man was running while sniffing his nose excitedly, and after seeing the middle-aged man, he ran over with great joy.

"Nathan... Leader! Is this your scent? Why are you fragrant again?"

"???"

What scent? What does it mean that I am fragrant again?

After sniffing his cuffs suspiciously and not finding any special scent, the middle-aged man frowned and asked back:

"Tiger? What on earth are you talking about? Where is there any scent on me?"

"..."

Indeed, there is no scent... or rather, it is not his scent, and it is getting lighter and lighter...

After leaning close to the middle-aged man and sniffing hard twice, the strange man covered in burns shook his head in disappointment, then asked with disgust:

"Lea... Nathan, did you meet a true strong person? Where is he?"

(End of chapter)