Chapter 70: Endless Shortcuts
The crisp system prompt sound in his mind made Ian slightly stunned.
He didn’t expect the process of awakening the Silent Profession to go so smoothly. He originally thought he would need to make The Boys big hit, so that the Homelander profession silent in the system could be unlocked.
Who would have thought.
Just two scientists’ rainbow farts made Ian get what he wanted. It seems that even though he was already an independent NPC, Ian still couldn’t get the script of “things change with the passage of time”.
“Somehow, there’s a faint sense of melancholy.”
Ian glanced at his system panel.
You have obtained the Corrected Profession — Savage Tyrant
This was the profession name that emerged after the revival of the Silent Profession brought by Homelander. Ian didn’t check it immediately, but stared thoughtfully at the two scientists in front of him who were still reading the comic.
Don’t underestimate these two as ordinary people, but they are also protagonists in his own story. Perhaps in the process of reviving the Silent Profession, their recognition is more meaningful than that of ordinary NPCs?
Ian still didn’t quite understand it, but he just thought of his deskmate. The deskmate who had read this comic must have contributed, so he decided to save the two oranges in his pocket for the little punk girl.
At this moment.
“Although I don’t like your depiction that uglifies Superman’s image, I’m happy to see someone like me notice the unreasonable parts when Superman rescues the airplane.”
“Oh, it seems I’m also a very contradictory person — anyway, your work is really great, and I’m happy to provide more of my thoughts on how Superman violates physics.”
Sheldon’s eyes flickered with expectant light, eager to try, “So, if it’s free, when do you plan to hire us as your comic assistants?”
He looked like he really wanted to find the unscientific aspects of the bio-electric field.
“Free? That violates labor laws!”
Ian didn’t need comic assistance.
He only needed mature scientist workhorses.
And at this moment.
“Let me draft the contract, please, I beg you, I really understand capitalists, I assure you that all eight thousand clauses in the contract can be fully favorable for you to exploit us ruthlessly!” Sheldon rubbed his hands, his face full of pleading, as if he had turned into Ian’s caring little parasite.
That’s just his personality.
The thing he loves most in this life is drafting contracts.
It can be unfavorable to himself.
But he must get the opportunity to write the contract — a genius’s thinking is always so hard to understand. Regarding this, Sheldon’s good buddy Leonard was utterly speechless.
“Sheldon, he wants to hire us for our talent as scientists, not comic assistants…” He was still relatively normal-minded, holding his forehead and quietly reminding his good friend.
“Oh, like that? Then I can write two contracts! Yay! Awesome!” Sheldon’s way of thinking was clearly different, and he got happy like a child.
“Changing jobs is something we must consider carefully, after all, I have a chance to become a tenured professor at the university.” Leonard’s thinking was normal people’s thinking.
However.
His somewhat thoughtful words only earned a mockery from his good friend.
“Tenured professor? That’s just what you think you can get… Social graces, Leonard, you don’t understand social graces. To climb up in university, you can’t not understand this.”
“If you can, like me, send our principal a rich woman contact list right after his divorce, you might have a tiny chance.”
He solemnly “taught” Leonard.
“…”
Leonard showed a polite fake smile.
“The phone numbers in that contact list of yours are all made up by you.”
He reminded.
Sheldon wasn’t panicked at all, instead showing a matter-of-course expression, “Of course, the gift I gave the principal was a lesson not to believe rich woman scams.”
“As gratitude, I believe he will give me an independent office next year.” Sheldon vowed confidently, as if he had already mastered social graces thoroughly.
“…”
Leonard was utterly helpless.
And Ian felt he had learned something. He thought he could keep up with Doctor Sheldon’s thinking, and rounding it off, it meant he also had Nobel potential.
“Of course you can consider it carefully, this is indeed a major event in life.” Ian nodded in understanding, he knew what gradual progress meant.
The fourteen-year-old youth didn’t expect to persuade others with just a few words. He knew he was only an independent NPC now, and definitely couldn’t get the cool story script where people submit after one meeting.
DC survival path.
Still a long and arduous road ahead.
“Give me your contact info first?” Ian’s request wasn’t refused. Leonard was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a piece of paper and wrote down the contact info.
“Maybe we can first discuss your dad’s company project? Of course, if we can receive an official invitation from Wayne Enterprises, I think Sheldon and I can convince our parents…”
Leonard was still hesitating.
However, when he looked up, he found Ian had already disappeared.
“Where’s the person?”
Leonard was very surprised.
“Huh, he ran really fast.”
Sheldon, who was already starting to draft the contract on his mobile phone, only realized it afterward.
“He was so enthusiastic just now… This is really a weirdo.” Sheldon still didn’t stop editing the contract; whether it was useful or not didn’t affect it being his hobby.
“Considering he’s an excellent comic artist, I can actually understand — look, I’ve become much more empathetic.” He seemed to have discovered something worth being happy about.
Leonard found it hard to comment on this and simply changed the topic.
“Do you think we might really receive an invitation from Wayne Enterprises?”
He was still thinking about the olive branch thrown by a kid, perhaps he wasn’t that normal. The two ultimately didn’t enter the gym and naturally turned toward home.
Meanwhile.
On the other side.
Ian couldn’t wait and found a secluded corner, pulling up the system panel to check the newly unlocked Corrected Profession.
Savage Tyrant: In every battle, the Savage Tyrant is the most dazzling existence, able to crush all enemies blocking the way with superior physique.
Another pure brute profession.
Ian had already speculated about this, so he directly selected confirm job transfer — just like the system rules he had figured out before, he could indeed have more than one supernatural profession.
“No prerequisite task at all?”
Ian also had misjudgments.
He underestimated the system’s love for him.
Job Transfer Mission: Obtain sufficient public attention and support 0/100000 This was the new profession’s job transfer mission, seems not hard but not easy either.
Ian had a nascent superhero account, but to gain enough attention with that “account” wasn’t something that could be done in a short time.
Of course.
It’s not without shortcuts.
“Super Brain! Activate!”
Once a person takes enough shortcuts, they naturally know better how to find shortcuts, so Ian just thought for a moment and, with his outstanding wisdom, came up with a countermeasure.
Slowly and diligently accumulate popularity and support?
Ian didn’t want to be Metropolis’s lucky charm.
Precisely because of this.
“Hello.”
Ian, wearing three layers of nylon stockings on his head and holding fingerprint-free cash, walked into a shop specializing in role-playing costumes. This shop mostly did business for people with special fetishes.
However, today it welcomed a special guest.
“You… what are you doing!” The shop owner was also the clerk. Seeing Ian enter his shop, he immediately went into fight-or-flight mode and pulled out a big shotgun aimed at Ian.
He clearly thought a robber had come.
However.
“Please give me a set of Batman’s battle suit.”
Ian ignored the other’s Divine Artifact, deliberately lowering his voice to make it bubbly, while politely handing over a stack of money.
Yes.
This was Ian’s wisdom guiding him.
Everyone was a billionaire; although he was only a future billionaire, if this Batman Bruce Wayne could do it, why couldn’t he, Ian Kent?
The sky had darkened.
The Dark Knight should appear.
Just getting attention and support.
The system didn’t prohibit Ian from stealing someone else’s account.
