Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 28

Li Xin: “??”

Hao Jingye and Song Linwei: “…”

So… will this really be enough to threaten Li Xin?

Just as the two had that thought, Li Xin suddenly burst out, “You’re way too ruthless!!”

She had hit him right where it hurt.

Clearly, this threat was very serious for him.

To deal with someone with chuunibyou (adolescent delusions), you have to use chuunibyou methods. Curses about dying horribly are both undignified and probably meaningless to Li Xin.

For someone determined to become a “superhero” – an “Iron Man” – losing face is the one thing he cannot accept.

Sheng An remained calm, tilting her head. “Are you signing or not?”

Li Xin’s expression changed rapidly; his face went pale, then flushed.

Finally, he clenched his fist, gritted his teeth, and forced out a word: “Sign!”

The agreement was finalized, two copies.

Li Xin picked up the pen, just about to sign, when he suddenly frowned and looked suspiciously at Sheng An. “You didn’t set this up on purpose to trap me, did you? Did you already know I’d destroy the equipment?”

Hao Jingye: You finally figured it out.

Song Linwei: Maybe there’s still hope for this kid’s brain.

Sheng An blinked, all innocence. “How could I? Destroying the equipment was your own doing, wasn’t it? How could I possibly have planned for that? You’re overthinking it.”

“Really?”

“Really.” Sheng An spread her hands, her face full of innocence.

Li Xin snorted and lifted his chin. “Right, I’m not that easy to fool, anyway.”

With that, he signed his labor contract with a flourish – well, not a contract of servitude, just a regular employment contract.

Seeing this, Sheng An’s lips curled into a slight smile.

Clearly, this chuunibyou isn’t going to be easy to control; it’s impossible to always rely on threats.

He wouldn’t listen to anything else anyway.

Better to dig a pit first and let him fall in – then deal with the rest later.

He probably thinks it’s just three months; if he grits his teeth, it’ll pass.

But once you’re on this boat, don’t think about getting off.

She’d kept watch all night. How could she not know he’d run out of patience?

Sheng An put the agreement away, satisfied. This meant their department had one more member.

-Even if he was a chuunibyou, an underage Superpower User with metal abilities, he still had some talent.

Li Xin sat in his chair, legs crossed, face full of arrogance. “So, what do you want me to do? Let me say this first – my abilities are top-notch. If it’s just trivial matters, don’t bother asking me. There’s no challenge.”

Arrogance was written all over his face, as if he were waiting for someone to beg him.

Sheng An didn’t bother to humor him, only replied, “We’ll talk about your tasks later.”

Then she looked at Song Linwei.

Song Linwei looked back at her, puzzled.

Sheng An said, “Now, let’s discuss the conditions for Mr. Song to join us.”

Song Linwei was stunned.

Li Xin: “?”

He looked confused. “What do you mean? You want my uncle to join the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department?”

Sheng An tapped her finger on the table, speaking calmly. “Yes, I’m inviting Mr. Song to join our Apocalypse Special Affairs Department as a member of Group B.”

She seemed unaware of the bombshell she had just dropped.

Even Hao Jingye was a little surprised.

Song Linwei was silent for a long moment before he finally said, “I’m not a Deviant, I don’t have any special abilities, and I’m not a Reborn Person…”

Sheng An shook her head, looking at him seriously:

“The Apocalypse Special Affairs Department is here to gather Deviants, but our purpose is to fight the apocalypse. Of course, we don’t just need Deviants; we also need people who can contribute.

“You’re a smart person. Your flexible mind is your greatest strength. The value of a Reborn Person is in their memory, and Superpower Users are still rare now, but when the apocalypse comes, there will be many, many Superpower Users.

“But smart people are few – and you’re one of them.”

Sheng An didn’t know the origins of these Deviants, but from her encounters so far, each one was more eccentric than the last, all with strong personalities. Put them together, and problems were bound to arise.
Moreover, if your mind isn’t sharp, you can’t bring out your abilities.

She needs smart people to help them realize their maximum value.

Hao Jingye is one, and Song Linwei is another.

Song Linwei fell silent.

Li Xin’s expression was extremely odd.

He leaned forward, unable to hold back from interrupting: “Hey, don’t think that just because you’ve recruited my uncle, I’ll join you too.”

Sheng An looked at him expressionlessly. “Oh, I never intended for you to join. You’re just a contract worker. Your uncle is the official staff member I want.”

So, young man, could you please be quiet?

Li Xin: “???”

-He began to question his life.

Was she really inviting his uncle, not him?

Was he really that worthless?!

Sheng An looked at Song Linwei again, her gaze focused. “So, Mr. Song, are you willing to join us?”

Song Linwei looked dazed.

It was obvious Sheng An valued him, and not because of his nephew.

He could feel all of this. He just hadn’t expected that, with the Apocalypse approaching, someone would still value him…

This feeling was complicated.

In fact, when he learned the Apocalypse was coming, when he knew there would be countless Superpower Users in the future, he felt uneasy.

He wondered, if he didn’t have superpowers, did that mean he would have no value?

Now, Sheng An was telling him-

Even if he didn’t have superpowers yet, he was still valuable.

This kind of recognition was rare, and it moved him deeply.

Was he willing?

Actually, there was nothing to hesitate about.

Not just because of Sheng An’s trust-what is the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department? It’s a high-level department specially established by the state, directly under the highest national authority, and after the Apocalypse, it will be one of the core organizations.

Once the Apocalypse arrives and the nation fights back, following the country’s lead is the best way to survive.

-This is the best choice.

Moreover, in such a special department, working alongside someone like Sheng An on the front lines against the Apocalypse-wouldn’t he look forward to that?

Song Linwei’s breathing quickened, his voice hoarse: “Alright, I’ll join.”

Sheng An smiled and extended her hand. “Welcome, my teammate.”

Song Linwei also reached out, grasping Sheng An’s hand, his voice soft: “Thank you, Team Leader Sheng.”

Their hands clasped in midair, carrying a strange sense of ceremony.

Li Xin was already stunned.

This self-proclaimed “Chosen Son” superhero was utterly bewildered.

So, he, the “Iron Man,” wasn’t even as valuable as his ordinary uncle?

His uncle was an official member, while he was just a contract worker?

Holding that three-month contract, Li Xin felt more lost than ever before.

What happened to being Iron Man?

What happened to being a superhero who saves the world?

Why was it so different from what he imagined??

Sheng An said to Song Linwei, “How about arranging jobs for your parents and your sister and brother-in-law? Consider it a benefit for joining us.”

She smiled meaningfully.

Song Linwei was stunned again.

Then, meeting Sheng An’s gaze, he suddenly understood.

Song Linwei smiled. “Alright.”

-This was a benefit for him, but not just for him.

With just a few words, his grandparents, parents, and uncle all had “jobs” in the Apocalypse, and it was obvious they were all official staff.

Only Li Xin, the so-called “Iron Man,” was still holding a three-month contract, sitting there dumbfounded.

He couldn’t help but get anxious and asked, “What about me? What do I do?”

Sheng An finally looked at him and smiled slightly. “Go to class first.”

Li Xin: “!”

-What the heck?