Li Fan's eyes narrowed, and when he heard the three words "collector", his mind flashed, and he thought of many things in an instant.

In this world, there are no more than ten people who know his status as a collector.

Moreover, they are all employees of the Cleaning Association.

This pen fairy was obviously sent into the Royal Exorcism Bureau by some people through special means.

It's probably because he's the collector!

Could it be that the five members of the Cleaning Association rebelled?

No, they dare not...

Li Fan then shook his head.

The five members of the Cleaning Association saw with their own eyes that he had easily defeated so many powerful enemies, and even entered the Witch God's Cave to see the scene where he destroyed the Witch God.

In this case, even if they had some courage, they would not dare to betray.

The most important thing is that the five members of the Cleaning Association themselves are very loyal to the collector, and their power has been enhanced by Li Fan himself. There is no reason or motive for betrayal.

Is it over there at the Cleaning Association headquarters?

Patriarch? Or President?

Li Fan quickly analyzed in his mind.

It is probably because he has expanded too much during this period and has become so powerful that he has made the top management of the Cleaning Association feel afraid. He may be planning to do something dirty.

Thinking of this, Li Fan couldn't help but feel happy.

This is because the top management of the Cleaning Association is suspicious of me.

So, promotion at the Cleaning Association is basically out of the question?

Good man!

Isn't this why someone gives me a pillow when I feel sleepy?

However, the Cleaning Association has gone too far. If you don’t get a promotion, you won’t get a promotion. It’s too late for me to thank you, so how can I prepare to kill you directly?

We have to find a way to let the senior management of the Cleaning Association understand that he is not angry if he is not promoted. There is no need to make any small moves. As long as everyone is in peace.

Li Fan was thinking here, and from time to time he showed a strange smile of relief. The pen on the autopsy bed next to him was a bit unclear, and it made him shiver at his smile.

Finally, I couldn't hold it any longer and wrote a few words on the piece of paper:

"Dear Sir, may I leave now?"

After finishing writing, he seemed to be afraid that Li Fan would be impatient, so he quickly added a few more sentences:

"I'm just taking the liberty to ask, if you think I'm still useful, I can stay by your side and do my best. Although I just became a pen fairy recently, I'm actually a bad guy. No matter it's killing someone or something, I

They are all pretty good at it. According to my own analysis, I should be driven like this by a wizard or something like that. It was not my intention to offend you..."

At this time, Bixian could feel the terrifying aura of the man in front of him, which was even more powerful than the legendary ghost king. He understood that a weak ghost like himself was of no use to the man in front of him, and the other party would definitely let him go.

However, if he takes the initiative to say that he wants to stay with the other person, he can actually make the other person feel that he is sincere and will not embarrass him.

Although I don’t know where my fluent social personality comes from, I think I must have been a very sociable person during my lifetime...

Just as Bi Xian was thinking about it, Li Fan had already finished thinking and turned around to look over.

Seeing that he had written a lot more eloquently on this pen, like a chatterbox, Li Fan interrupted the words of the signature pen and said:

"I originally wanted to let you go, but since you sincerely want to stay, then I will accept it, otherwise it will seem like I don't give you face. I just like to support the younger generations and give more to young people.

Don’t worry about the opportunity, I won’t treat you badly. If you ask them, they all know that I am a very kind person.”

As he spoke, he pursed his lips into the void beside him.

Only then did Bixian discover that seven or eight phantom heads appeared in the void around Li Fan.

Each of these phantom heads exudes an extremely terrifying aura, making Bixian feel as if he has encountered the legendary ghost king.

Most of these eight heads were originally looking sad, but when they heard Li Fan's words, they immediately became beaming and praised them one after another.

"It's a stroke of luck for you to follow your Majesty. Tsk, tsk, your future will be bleak."

"Yes, yes, our majesty is the most kind-hearted. All the prisoners in the prison are grateful to the prison master for his kindness."

"Humble human spirit, you are blessed."

"Your Majesty, why have you accepted such a humble and insignificant existence? Alas, your biggest shortcoming is that you are too kind and too soft-hearted. This kind of kindness without restraint is your doting on us..."

The pen fairy attached to the signature pen was stunned for a moment, feeling vaguely that he seemed to be... following the right person?

Li Fan smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Did you hear that? How's it going? Do you want to follow me?"

As he spoke, he touched a few pens on the dissecting table next to him, broke them off, rubbed them into pieces, and threw them to the ground.

The signature pen immediately wrote on the white paper:

"Yes, yes! I am willing to follow... follow Your Majesty! You will be my master from now on, and it is my blessing to be able to follow you! Please accept me now!"

Finally, he drew a big smiling face to express his joy.

Li Fan nodded and said:

"Although you don't know anything, you are basically a useless pen, but for the sake of being so sincere, I will accept you. Who knows that I am a kind-hearted person, and I like people the most."

As he spoke, he patted the pockets on his overalls.

The signature pen immediately jumped into Li Fan's pocket like a grasshopper.

Li Fan casually crumpled the pens filled with words into a ball, activated the power of the eight poems, turned the papers into powder and rushed them into the sewer of the dissecting table nearby, and then turned around and left.

Tonight was a fruitful event and I got some clues from the Cleaning Association.

Good thing, I will find an opportunity tomorrow to directly contact the five-person team of the Cleaning Association and ask them to pass the information to the Cleaning Association headquarters.

A few minutes later, Li Fan had returned to the bedroom of the villa, and Ba Song was thrown back to the prison again.

"Click." Li Fan casually threw the signature pen onto the table, rolled over, and then stood up respectfully.

Li Fan looked at the computer and table in front of him, thought for a moment, and asked:

"Can you surf the Internet?"

The signature pen immediately wrote on a piece of paper:

"Will do."

As he spoke, he demonstrated how to operate the mouse and keyboard for typing, and he looked very well-behaved.

"That's good." Li Fan nodded, "I don't need you to program or anything. You don't know how to do it even if you think about it. In this way, you can help me collect information on the Internet, and record and organize the valuable ones. The key word is 'Old God'

, 'Abyss', 'Prison', these, oh, there are some more, I will make a list for you later."

The signature pen trembled obviously, obviously he didn't expect to start working all night just after he was brought back.

However, I didn't dare to refute anything at all, and immediately started to search for information online according to the directory provided by Li Fan.

Li Fan took a shower and changed into his pajamas. He saw the pen tapping the mouse and keyboard in front of the computer while writing and drawing on a notebook.

This thing is great, and you don’t have to worry about staying up late or getting sleepy. Is there any better secretarial service than this?

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm going to bed first. Come on, I want to see the relevant information appear on my desk at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

After Li Fan finished speaking, he turned around and entered the bedroom and fell asleep with a smile on his lips.

It will be much easier to handle official documents in the future.

It was a very comfortable sleep. It was around eight o'clock the next morning when Li Fan was awakened by the sound of birds outside.

These villas are built in places similar to gardens, which are very close to nature and make people feel comfortable every time they wake up.

Li Fan got up and went to the suite outside the bedroom, where he saw the signature pen lying weakly on the table.

Next to it is a large notebook with two hundred pages, which is fully written, divided into categories, and very detailed.

And the handwriting is very neat, almost as good as printing.

There is also a document on the desktop of the computer that reads "Report on the Work of the Siam Assistance Team of the Xia State Anomaly Bureau".

The signature pen was lying alone on the desk, as if all its energy had been spent.

If you look closely, you will see that there is no oil in the refill.

Li Fan couldn't help but was stunned. He quickly went over to unscrew the end of the pen and pulled out the dried refill. He immediately heard a low groan.

He looked around, shook his head, took a new refill, inserted it into the pen, and instantly heard another moan, which seemed a little charming.

The groan seemed to be coming from the void in the form of abnormal spiritual radiation, and it sounded directly in Li Fan's mind, allowing him to hear it.

what's the situation?

Li Fan was stunned and gently turned the refill he had just inserted into the signature pen.

The moaning sound immediately started again, and it seemed even more unbearable.

Li Fan suddenly realized:
Chapter completed!