Reincarnated as an Energy with a System

Chapter 1841: A Test

There wasn’t much for Ning to do at the station, so he had someone pick him up to head over to the Star Hero Agency.

Ning was picked up by Melly herself, who had come over to explain the details of the contract even before they arrived, so they could go right to signing once they got there.

”The signing bonus is 20 million jorans. Your starting salary will be 1.5 million jorans. That is the base salary you will receive no matter what for the next 60 months. Besides that, you will gain an additional salary based on the hero ranking you manage to reach that month.”

”Which ranking would that be?” Ning asked. ”There are three.”

”The Conjora Hero ranking,” Melly explained. ”The international ranking is far too volatile, and the city-wide ranking doesn’t make much sense for us.”

Ning nodded slightly. ”Alright, that one then. How does my salary improve?”

”There’s not much improvement until you reach the top 100 ranking, at which point the earnings grow exponentially, I’ll say.”

”What will rank 50 give me?” Ning asked.

”Another 600 thousand jorans,” Melly said.

”That’ll do,” Ning said.

Melly gave a strange look. ”You’re fine with just rank 50?”

”I don’t plan on being a public figure, so I can’t be certain I’ll get high in the rankings,” Ning said. ”How does the ranking even work exactly? It’s not all popularity-based, is it?”

”Mostly it is, but you also get points based on how many bad guys you stop or how many people you help,” Melly said. ”Those sorts of things also directly lead to your popularity improving, so you can focus on one. We’ll also help get your name out ourselves.”

She pointed to a clause in the contract that mentioned promotions done by the agency for Ning’s sake.

Ning raised an eyebrow. ”Then that works for me,” he said. ”Whatever I’ll get beyond, I’ll take.”

They went through the rest, at which point they arrived at the agency.

Ning was welcomed by the president of the agency and taken to the fourth floor, where he signed the prepared document. He had signed the contract, but it didn’t mean he would suddenly be paid.

He had to first get his hero license before he could be a hero.

They took him over to the training center, where they first had to test Ning before sending him to take the actual trial.

Ning arrived at an open ground with a giant glass dome covering almost everything above them. He had seen the place before when it had a few people training, and yet now it was completely empty.

”We’ve cleared it out in case you wanted to keep your privacy,” the president explained. ”For the sake of demonstration, you will be fighting another hero. Should you be able to defeat him without hurting him—remember, you can’t hurt him—you will be considered to have passed the trial.”

”Alright,” Ning said. ”Who am I fighting?”

The president snapped his fingers, and several people walked out into the training area, covering the region very quickly.

Ning frowned. ”I get to choose?”

”No.”

”Then am I fighting everyone?”

”No to that as well,” the man said before turning toward Ning. ”One of them is the bad guy. They will soon get on with their daily life, and someone will cause trouble. Stop him.”

Ning raised an eyebrow in surprise. He hadn’t expected them to set up such a deliberate test for his sake. How much money had to go into making this happen? It was quite fascinating.

”Alright,” Ning said. ”Let’s get started then.”

Ning walked into the training area, ready to take the test. As he entered, he saw the people go from stoic and silent to friendly and talkative. They did a 180 so quickly that Ning was taken aback.

’Did they hire damn actors?’ he thought. He listened in on some of the conversations and found them to be rather natural too. Everyone went about their life as if it were daily life.

Ning couldn’t help but admire how great they were. He stopped for a moment, looking through everyone, but soon people began walking around, so he couldn’t keep an eye on every change.

He had to go with the moment. He walked around too, waiting for something to happen.

Suddenly, he heard a scream.

”Aaah! Stop him! He stole my purse!”

The scream came from far enough away that Ning couldn’t see through the mass of people to look at what was happening. Without a second thought, he jumped from where he was, appearing high in the air where he could look down to see the situation.

A man in black clothes had taken the purse of a woman and was running away.

Ning’s body instantly transformed into a bat, and he dashed toward the man at a speed that left behind a sonic boom. He arrived at the ground at an angle, transformed into a human, and slid across the dirt ground until he appeared right next to the thief.

In one swift motion, he tripped the thief, grabbed his arm, and slammed him into the ground with as much gentleness as he could while slamming a man into the ground.

The thief let out a soft grunt and immediately found himself bound.

Ning pulled the purse from the thief’s hand and put it aside. Just as he did, a dust storm surrounded both Ning and the man. Dirt and tiny gravel pelted Ning from all sides, trying to get him to release his hold, but he did no such thing.

When the storm died down, he was still atop the man, holding him tightly.

”You win! You win!” the thief shouted.

Ning turned toward the president far away, who began clapping. Everyone around him began clapping.

Ning finally let go of the ’thief,’ who stood up and gestured away all the dirt from his clothes.

”Congratulations,” the president shouted from far away. ”You passed the test.”