Of course, the reputation of the Time Sequence Temple and the Artisan Temple is OK.

According to this contract, extraordinary people cannot endanger ordinary people's lives, but also help maintain public order. All they have to pay is some gold coins.

"Yes, I can accept all these regulations, so do I need to sign now?"

Martin asked looking up.

The document does not indicate the location of the signed name, but Martin already knows where the name should be written.

The seal of the contract is about the same size as the bottom of the mineral water bottle. In addition to the three runes that you can't understand, there are two symmetrical empty spaces on it.

The right is empty, and there is already a clock emblem signature representing Shi Jiang on the left.

"Don't worry, understanding these terms is only the first step, and making sure you are interested in joining us."

"As an organization that maintains order, we have requirements for receiving people. We need to do a test for you next."

As if he noticed that Martin had set his eyes on the blank position used for signatures, Casan reminded him seriously.

“Detection?”

Martin frowned slightly and looked at Alder standing beside him.

"Don't worry, it's just a simple test. As long as you haven't done anything crazy, there will be no problem."

Ald smiled, as if he was confident in Martin, and waved his hand gently, indicating that he didn't have to worry about this.

I don’t know why, but Martin himself is not as confident as he does.

In fact, Martin is still worried about many problems.

First of all, will the pale curse be discovered if it is still entangled with itself?

In addition, can the knowledge marks and the teacher sequence pass the test?

The most important thing is: from the soul level, he is a visitor from another world!

Although he has adapted and experienced this period of time, he has begun to ignore this...

No matter which secret is exposed, Martin cannot guess the direction of the situation, and he feels a little nervous.

Martin could not hide this worry, so Alder naturally caught it easily, reached out and patted his shoulder, and comforted with a smile:

"Hey! Man, let it go, Kasan is a skilled psychiatrist. She only asks simple questions and does not involve irrelevant privacy."

"What's more, we are extraordinary people who are bound by bondage. Everyone has their own secrets. If you really don't want to answer, Kasan won't force you."

As he said that, he glanced at Kasan intentionally or unintentionally.

The latter responded with a helpless smile to him, obviously because he had no choice but to do this guy.

"Psychiatrician?"

Martin's eyelids twitched gently, and did not notice the eye contact between the two.

This kind of profession must have not been developed in this era, right?

Could it be an extraordinary person?!

Some sort of sequence about the spiritual aspect.

Martin looked at Kasan suspiciously, thinking that it was very likely.

At this moment, she had already stood up and was looking at him with a smile.

That smile made him feel very gentle and had a desire to tell...

He noticed his emotional changes, Martin was shocked and immediately gathered his mind.

really!

She is also an extraordinary person.

"We have no intention of finding out your secret, but we have to make sure that you have no other purpose in joining the craftsman."

The corners of Kassan's mouth curled up slightly, bringing a beautiful curve, and she smiled extremely gentlely at Martin's alert.

This smile is very contagious, and Martin feels that even without the blessing of extraordinary power, it is enough to make people let go of their guard to a large extent.

Besides, if you have come to such a place, excessive vigilance can easily cause unnecessary suspicion from others.

So Martin simply relaxed himself as much as possible.

He nodded, got up and followed Kasan to a room next to him.

The room is not big, four meters square.

The layout inside is also very simple, just like a private reading room.

There is a coffee table in the center, and a circle of dark brown sofas surround the coffee table.

Only a bottle of exquisite flower arrangement is placed on the coffee table, showing the gender of the owner here and adding a little vitality to the place.

There is a bookshelf next to the wall near the inner side, with a lot of books on it.

Martin is extremely eager for knowledge and is now very concerned about books.

After a closer look, I found that the bookshelf was filled with books about psychology!

"On the Basic Emotions of People"

"Creation and Classification of Characters"

"Mind Defense"

...

Psychology, as one of the branches of philosophy on earth, should have differentiated into specific disciplines in the 19th century.

But judging from the number of books on the bookshelf, psychology seems to be a relatively mature discipline in this world.

"Sit down, Mr. Martin, please don't be nervous, what should I drink? I have coffee and flower tea, but there are not many varieties, and I love to drink."

Kassan said with a smile.

"Flower tea, thank you."

Martin sat down on the sofa, and the sponge filled under the dark brown leather was very soft. As soon as he leaned against it, half of his body was trapped in.

Comfortable!

The feeling of support wrapped makes Martin feel very at ease. He couldn't help but change to a more comfortable position, and he relaxed even more.

Soon, the white porcelain tea cup with a fragrant fragrance was placed on the gray coffee table, and wisps of hot air came out.

Kassan sat down gracefully across from him, leaning gently on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

The aromas of coffee and flower tea are mixed together and spread in the room, blending with the original fragrance of flowers, and there is a faint smell of the hostess.

The door was closed, and in this small room, he and Kasan were the only ones left.

The curtains are light blue, as thin as wings, and the light shines through the curtains in the room, bright and quiet.

Martin turned his head and looked at the window. After penetrating through the curtains, the sunlight was still a little dazzling, which made him squint slightly.

The light passes through the thin eyelids, leaving a warm red in the eyes.

The comfort feeling made him a little confused and he had the idea of ​​leaning on the sofa and sleeping.

"It seems you're tired?"

Kassan's crisp voice came, and there seemed to be some indescribable charm.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired these two days."

Martin rubbed his eyebrows and replied.

Although he had decided to relax as much as possible, he still had a hint of instinctual alertness in his heart.

In fact, it's not just these two days.

Curse, extraordinary power, encountering enemies in the fog...

These incidents followed without leaving Martin with breathing room, and putting him in considerable pressure.

Martin has taken the initiative to divert his attention to release his emotions.

For example, he tried to buy groceries and cook at home a few days ago, and in class these two days, which were his ways to divert his attention.

But for some reason, after sitting down here, he felt particularly relaxed and it was a little difficult to get nervous.

Martin opened his eyes and looked at Kassan, waiting for her next sentence.

Kassan also sat diagonally across from the other side. The blue scarf on her neck was taken off by her and placed it on the coffee table, revealing her fair neck and tender skin on her chest.

The red lips were moistened by coffee, with the residual color of coffee, and the whole person had a bit of laziness.

"It's okay, it can help you release the pressure. But before that, let's do the main business first."

Looking at the red lips opening and closing and the ambiguity of words, Martin's heart blew.

I knew there was no possibility, but it was like instinct that some indescribable scenes suddenly appeared in my mind and couldn't get rid of it...

"I will introduce myself first. I am a [psychiatrist] of the spiritual sequence. In addition to paperwork, I am also responsible for solving the mental health problems of extraordinary people."
To be continued...