The seemingly long road was only ten minutes after Jason's physical strength approaching the first level and spending his energy.

He came to the door of the police station, took a few breaths and walked in directly.

"Hello, Jason, did you come so early today?" asked a girl with freckles on her face in front of the reception desk with a smile.

"Uh, there was something urgent today, so I rushed over. Lily, has Director Ansons come over?" Jason's face was as normal, and there was no strange color at all. He also asked to the girl with a smile.

"Director Ansons. I seemed to see him leaving with coffee in front of me. He must have come." Lily thought about it and replied.

"Well, it's very good. Lily, I'll treat you to dinner somewhere else." As soon as the director heard that the director had arrived, Jason quickly greeted Lily and walked quickly to the director's office.

"Well, bye~" the girl also shook her hand at him.

...

In front of the old-fashioned table, a handsome middle-aged man in a straight windbreaker kept turning his atomic pen in his fingers, listening to Jason's words about what he had discovered in the bridge hole before.

"So fast?" The director frowned after hearing this, and the pen in his hand kept turning.

"Last week, we have joined forces with several departments and nearly ten third-level masters to snipe them? Although we didn't really kill a few, they also severely slapped their spirits. How could they get angry like this?"

"Director? What did it mean to have a sharp blow that time? A large group of us rushed over. They didn't even show up at the fourth-level masters, and they almost dispersed us. They just didn't contribute at all, okay?"

At the desk, Jason couldn't help but say after hearing his director's words.

"You don't need to say this, I know it too." Director Ansons stared at Jason fiercely, "If they really work hard, you, a little rookie who is not in the rank, can you come back alive? What a joke?"

"Uh, we don't need to say anything about the director. Everything is over. The key is how to solve today's matter? If this one is not handled properly, our New York will be really ruined!" Jason pulled the corners of his mouth and couldn't help asking.

"The solution is not without." As he spoke, the director's pen turned faster between his fingers. "And don't be really scared by them. It's just those people coming and going, but they are all low-level extraordinary people. If they weren't concerned about the evil gods behind them, and there were other things, we would have used people to pile them up to death."

"Ah? Really there is? Have we finally got our fourth-level master in America? Or have we finally hooked up with a god? Otherwise, would we finally be planning to transfer our letter to the Eastern Heaven to seek their blessing?" Jason said suddenly after hearing the director's words.

"Not even." The Director Ansons's face turned dark after hearing this. This guy didn't open the pot of the pot. Didn't he know that the country wants to be a master above the fourth level and get the blessing of the gods and is almost crazy?

It is a bit sad that even a fourth-level master cannot be found in America.

Although they also found many opportunities after the war of the Eastern Conquest of Gods, they just found no equal strength. Without enough time to digest it, where can they have enough foundation to impact the fourth level?

As for things like the blessing of gods, hahaha, since the incident of Christ God’s descending, do you say that there is no country in the world that is not vigilant against those gods except those believers of evil gods?

Even the Chinese country, which is now known as the closest to the gods in the East, isn’t it always keeping vigilant, for fear that it will also cause a shock to faith?

So under such circumstances, as long as the whole world does not want the monarchy to be controlled by the divine power, which country is not desperately looking for the power that can truly resist the gods?

Even if it is a nightmare space, the whole world knows that they are anti-social and anti-human. But in order to cause trouble to the gods, the countries are all willing or unintentionally letting the waters go, hoping that they will fight with the gods, otherwise there will be no chance for them to slap? They will have been killed with a blow.

Of course, Ansons would never tell Jason about something quite confidential like this.

At this time, the atomic pen in Ansons' hand stopped in vain and suddenly asked Jason in front of him, "Jason, do you want to be Superman?"

"Uh, Director, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have the urge to wear underwear outside." Jason was directly stopped by his Director.

"Okay, let me put it simply. Do you want to save America, New York, or do you want to have the power to save them?" Although Ansons' tone was asking, it was full of bewitching.

"Well, Director, what do you mean?" Jason heard his Director's words and felt unreliable.

"I'll ask you if you want the power that can save the world. In a word, do you want it or not.

I tell you, as long as you can pass the test, you will at least become a third-level master. If you are lucky, it is not impossible to achieve the fourth-level." After the desk, Ansons's tone of intrigue became even heavier.

"Uh, Director. I'm under a lot of pressure for you, and there are also second-level extraordinary people in our New York Police Department. If you become third-level or fourth-level, then they have a better chance, right? There is no need to ask me, a rookie who doesn't even have the first-level, right?" Director Ansons was bewitching, and Jason's face also showed a hesitant expression.

"No, it's because you, Jason, are just a rookie who is about to break through the first level, so I decided to go. After all, those people have already decided their foundation and cannot participate in that test. Only you, Jason, can have such an opportunity."

Director Ansons walked out of the desk, came to Jason, and patted his shoulder, "You know that America is really in a turmoil. Without real masters, we are all lacking in confidence in the international community. We really need the person you want to appear now."

Ansons' words were so sincere. Jason on the side heard it, and he felt a passionate feeling of rushing into his brain.

"Okay, the director is just like you said. I really need to be able to compete with the power of those evil god believers. Tell me what to do!" A little perseverance flashed in Jason's eyes, but he spoke.

"That's good!" Ansons tore off a piece of paper from his memo. "Then go to this address now, and someone will receive you when you get there."

Jason just glanced casually and his eyes suddenly turned straight, "Director, it seems that the military is stationed in the downtown area of ​​New York, how can you contact them? Why do I feel that it is not very safe for the military affairs?"

"Well, why do you have so many problems?" Ansons glared at him fiercely, "And you are going, can you pass the screening and participate in the test or the problem? Where is there any danger? Do you think you will get the strength here? Come and leave me quickly."

"It's the director!" Jason quickly shouted and went out of the office.

In the office, Ansons sat in a chair again, turning his pen constantly in his hand. Soon after, he picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Dr. Elny, I have let him go over the one you want. He will arrive in about ten minutes."

There were dozens of faint pain crying on the phone, and an old and tired voice also came out, "Well, I understand, I will take care of him."

Before Ansons could continue speaking, the doctor hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping and busy sound of the phone, Ansons was also silent.
Chapter completed!