52: Transfer

"Now, will the Martial Artists and their family members whose names are called please come up to sign the non-disclosure agreement. There is one copy for each person, and the names in the agreements have already been changed to your respective names."

Uncle Wu said with a chuckle. The crowd didn't suspect anything, and all the Martial Artists or family members whose names were called went up on stage to sign their names.

After each person signed, their bank accounts immediately received a transfer notification from the Dojo of Limits or the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School.

"Yay! Ten million really arrived! The more family members there are, the more money we get. Signing a non-disclosure agreement once earns us a year's worth of money directly."

"I didn't expect the first sum of money my three-year-old son earns in his life would be ten million. How many people would die of envy if they heard this!"

Many Martial Artists were very excited after receiving the transfer records.

You must know, the starting capital for an ordinary Martial Artist is only one million, and most of those who go to County-level City No. 0201 to hunt monsters are Warrior level squads; the income they can obtain from each operation might only be several hundred thousand to a million.

After signing the non-disclosure agreement, Luo Feng's family also immediately received a transfer notification. A total of forty million for the four people, and this forty million all arrived in each person's bank account.

Luo Feng didn't ask his family to transfer the money to his Martial Artist account. On one hand, it was a drop in the bucket and couldn't buy anything; on the other hand, they could purchase whatever they wanted themselves.

Didn't Luo Hua often clamor about wanting to trade stocks and funds before? Ten million huaxia coin should be enough for Luo Hua to practice with.

After Luo Feng, it was Qiao Yu's turn. The staff member read out his name, and Qiao Yu nodded. The staff member didn't take out the non-disclosure agreement directly as before.

Instead, he sized up Qiao Yu for a few seconds before handing the non-disclosure agreement to Qiao Yu.

Looking at the staff member's scrutinizing gaze, Qiao Yu was a bit confused. He glanced sideways at Thunder God, who was sitting in the main seat with a calm and composed demeanor, but didn't expect that the other party would notice Qiao Yu was observing him.

Qiao Yu kept his guard up and didn't sign his name directly on the non-disclosure agreement like the others.

Instead, he carefully read the text within the agreement.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Qiao Yu stop at the front and not move, Gao Feng curiously leaned his head forward to look.

Sure enough, Qiao Yu discovered something different in the last few pages of the non-disclosure agreement.

It was a transfer letter regarding his transfer to the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School.

"Haha, kid, you certainly have quite a bit of shrewdness."

Thunder God suddenly laughed, which made the Martial Artists and family members present feel a bit strange.

They had thought that this youth who kept acting cool and suave wouldn't have any expression throughout the whole event.

"Sign the transfer letter. When the time comes, I will vigorously cultivate you."

Thunder God said in a confident tone, as if he were absolutely certain that Qiao Yu would inevitably sign this transfer letter.

"Since you have come in person, do I even have the right not to sign?"

Qiao Yu was somewhat between laughing and crying. From the first moment he entered the conference hall and saw Thunder God, he had already guessed it to some extent in his heart.

"Yes, you do. I am the most democratic person; otherwise, I wouldn't have personally applied to my big brother for this transfer letter."

Thunder God's mouth, which was about to twist up, quickly pulled back. With so many people present, he almost couldn't keep up the act.

"Qiao Yu, are you guys having an encrypted conversation here? Why can't I understand a word? Who is he?"

Gao Feng poked Qiao Yu's back and asked quietly.

"Captain, it's better if you don't ask. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it later."

Qiao Yu scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

Seeing Qiao Yu say this, although Gao Feng was puzzled in his heart, he was respectful and didn't continue asking.

Seeing this, Luo Feng, who had just wanted to ask something, let it go and instead pondered internally.

Being able to make Qiao Yu use an honorific, that person naturally had a high status and position. After thinking about it slightly, Luo Feng understood in his heart.

He looked at that bald young man again, his heart shaking violently.

He never expected that the Director-General of the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School, Thunder God, who was the worlds second strongest person, would look so young.

Before this, Luo Feng had only learned about Thunder God from the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade Secret Manual and discs, but there were no portraits of Thunder God in the Secret Manual, and Thunder God in the discs had always shown his back, focusing the filming on his blade techniques.

Therefore, this was the first time Luo Feng knew what Thunder God looked like in full, and he was seeing him from such a close distance.

Thunder God also noticed Luo Feng's gaze, but because Luo Feng's talent hadn't been revealed yet at this time, he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Qiao Yu pondered internally. Since Thunder God would still let him transfer to the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School, the matter of the fungal nest might not have been exposed.

If they really wanted to arrest him, they would have done it long ago; there was no need to wait until this time.

And his previous experience with the Fire Hammer Squad in the Wilderness Area also made him realize that he might be more suited to being a lone wolf; only in this way could he develop his fungal swarm forces in the Wilderness Area without distractions.

Perhaps this was an opportunity; he could use Thunder God's name to provide cover for himself, and on the other hand, he could also improve his own strength as quickly as possible.

With this thought, Qiao Yu made up his mind.

He signed his name on the non-disclosure agreement and the transfer letter.

Seeing Qiao Yu finally sign his name after hesitating for a while, the stone in Thunder God's heart also fell, and he said to Qiao Yu.

"Come with me to the Director-General's office later."

Seeing that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, Thunder God stood up, preparing to leave. Zhuge Tao and Wang Heng also followed.

Zhuge Tao gave Qiao Yu a meaningful look and shook his head helplessly. After seeing Qiao Yu sign the transfer letter, he knew that Qiao Yu could no longer be kept.

Qiao Yu and Luo Feng were both people dug up by Jiang Nian, and they could be considered young talents of his, Zhuge Tao's, lineage. He had originally hoped to cultivate them more so that they could add another War God Level general to the Dojo of Limits in the future.

He didn't expect them to be intercepted midway, and the one intercepting was the Director-General of the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School. This situation was already beyond his control.

Meanwhile, Wang Heng wore a look of petty triumph. Who told Qiao Yu to reject him before? Now, didn't he still have to obediently go under the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School?

As a supervisor, he couldn't suppress him, but Thunder God, as the Director-General, should be able to suppress this kid, right?

If it weren't for the regulations by Hong and Thunder God that the high-level officials of the martial arts schools could not use their power to suppress others, he would have long ago arrested Qiao Yu and sent him to the higher-ups.

Uncle Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the three of them leave. He was merely a small branch manager; just now, the three people were each more powerful and influential than the last, and one had reached the pinnacle. His psychological pressure was truly not small.

The Martial Artists present could clearly see that these three people had obviously come for Qiao Yu.

They were not as sensible as Gao Feng. Having gotten quite familiar with each other over this past month, they all crowded forward, asking questions one after another.

"Qiao Yu, who were those people?"

"Qiao Yu, is your compensation going to be increased again?"

"Oh my, I think the higher-ups want to add some burden to Qiao Yu."

"Manager Wu, I also want to make progress!"