Chapter 12: The Genie Mutual Aid Society is Established

From Marvel, Starting as a Genie

Because of Johnson's words and the system's prompt, Frank, after bringing Johnson out of the residential area, immediately notified all members of this operation to evacuate this area.

At the temporary base, Johnson jumped down from Frank's back, closed his spirit vision, and gasped for breath, easing the dizziness in his brain caused by the excessive use of spirituality.

Beside him, Frank began to pack up the equipment on his body, incidentally checking the prompt given by the system.

【You have come into contact with a Genie's favored one. Your identity as a Genie's favored one has been discovered. No penalty, no reward. After obtaining the other party's consent, you can view the other party's simple character template data. Hint: The Genie does not forbid favored ones from attacking each other.】

Genie's favored one...

Frank raised his head and sized up Johnson. The suit on this person had appeared broken during the escape, and his face was now slightly pale, with a sense of exhaustion. However, that inexplicable sense of calm could still corroborate that he indeed possessed an extraordinary identity.

Johnson met Frank's gaze and reached out his hand. "Let me introduce myself: Johnson Thomas, archaeologist, occultist, Diviner."

"Frank Castle, retired soldier, amateur agent." Frank responded to Johnson's goodwill, introduced his identity simply, and then hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "Do you have a system too?"

"System? What system?" Johnson was first confused, then suddenly realized. "It seems the gifts and blessings we obtained are not consistent. Yours is a system? It's a bit like the adventures in novels from the East, but system-flow novels aren't very mainstream there now."

Facing the very familiar Johnson, Frank didn't know how to get along for a while. After Johnson chattered on for a while, Frank spoke slowly, "Then do you intend to look at your character template?"

"Really? What's the principle? Detection spell? Do you know? This is much more useful than any medical report. I have to spend a large sum of money on those vampires every year, and in the end, I only get reports that couldn't be more ordinary. So, they are all talking nonsense."

Johnson was very excited when he spoke. Ever since the Genie's response, Johnson felt that he must have some kind of talent that instruments couldn't check. He had been delayed by modern medical examinations all along.

"Something like that. I don't know the implementation principle, but this requires your consent to see." Frank began to get used to Johnson's chatter.

"Consent, of course consent. It would be even better if you could show it to me," Johnson agreed readily.

Following that, Johnson's character template was unlocked directly.

Name: Johnson

Level: 3

Occupation: Diviner

Strength: 4

Agility: 3

Constitution: 3

Intelligence: 9

Spirituality: 3/5

Frank described it to Johnson while looking at the template. "There should have been many columns behind it, but the simple template only goes up to here."

Johnson nodded. "Do you know what the standard value for attributes is?"

"Taking the initial me as the standard, the standard value is seven. But I don't have this spirituality column; it should be unique to you," Frank replied.

"7..."

"What?"

"Help me look at the template again later."

Johnson said, taking out the pocket watch from his pocket. "Next, we will encounter a severe and fierce retaliatory strike."

The pocket watch rotated counter-clockwise.

"Next, Kingpin and others will give up on excavating the Dragon Bone Relic."

After the pocket watch stopped, it began to rotate counter-clockwise again.

Using spirit vision all the way, plus continuous divination, Johnson's brain began to ache again. He estimated that if he divined one more time, he would faint on the spot.

"Now..."

Frank updated the template and shook his head. "The values haven't changed."

"I understand. That spirituality has nothing to do with things like the blue bar in games. Maybe it's closer to experience points," Johnson looked at Frank, gasping for breath, as if looking at a big treasure.

"Besides, I don't think the other items will be that simple. Just like intelligence—in archaeology, you definitely aren't as good as me; in firearms knowledge, I definitely aren't as good as you. This might be an overall comprehensive score of possessing knowledge, or it might be a score of learning ability. I tend toward the former."

Johnson displayed his analytical ability without any concealment.

"En, possible." Frank nodded.

"Do you know? With this ability, you are the most powerful human detection machine in the world, capable of feeding back various information about the detected person to a certain extent. This is a value that is difficult to measure in all aspects," Johnson continued, with a hint of seduction in his words.

"What do you mean?" Frank roughly knew what Johnson wanted to do, but playing dumb could gain the initiative.

"My extraordinary profession is Diviner, possessing certain divination ability. My own profession is archaeologist, and I'm also a professor, possessing certain academic connections. You've seen the analytical ability—it's not strong, but it definitely exists."

"Overall, I definitely have help for you, and you, not to mention anything else, this template is important enough for me."

Frank looked at the eloquent Johnson and remained silent, waiting for him to say that key sentence.

"So, let's form an alliance, or rather, establish a Genie Mutual Aid Society," Johnson reached out his hand again and said.

"Of course." A smile appeared on Frank's face. He was just waiting for this sentence.

"Help each other, resist the enemy together, progress harmoniously, and achieve a win-win situation." Johnson said a pile of words in one breath. After knowing that there were other Genie favored ones in this world, Johnson had already been imagining the appearance of this moment.

Frank was also satisfied with this situation. Both being Genie favored ones, they had a basis for mutual trust and needed each other. This was very good.

"Speaking of which, according to the standard process, shouldn't we have codenames? I intend to call myself 'Professor'."

Johnson started chattering again. "Actually, I wanted to call myself 'The Fool', one of the Tarot cards. But when I had this idea, I always felt that if I called myself this name, the future days would be very miserable, so forget it. What about you?"

"Me? I'm not considering a codename for the time being, at least until I get the Dragon Bone fossil," Frank replied.

"You need that fossil? I will help you. They have all been fooled by me," Johnson said, revealing a cunning smile like a fox. ===== CHAPTER 13 =====