Chapter 185: Passage Out (1/2)

At that moment, within the Southern Lookout, Old Hutch could actually be found within his office. Or, more accurately, the office he had snatched from the previous Supreme.

Though he was here, it seemed he was only so physically. By the way he put his wrinkled feet up and was snoring away with a box of pizza sliding around his chest, he most deifinitely wasn't here mentally.

BANG!

At that moment, a young lady slammed her small palm on the table, causing it to directly split in two. She couldn't have been more than 16 or 17 years old, but she didn't give Old Hutch the slightest bit of face as she startled him awake.

”Damn perverted old man. You called us here for something urgent yet you're sleeping without a care in the world?!”

To the young lady's side, there was a quiet young man who was seemingly used to all of this. He kicked at one of the falling wooden pieces of the once whole desk, just barely allowing it to catch a piece of falling pizza before it stained the expensive carpets.

Old Hutch and the young lady looked toward the young man.

”Clean freak.”

They snapped as one, causing the young man to roll his eyes.

”Why did you call us here old man?” The young man asked.

”Oh… Why did I call you here? I forget…”

Old Hutch smacked his lips. Who knows what he was dreaming about for his eyes to be so misty.

”Damn old pervert…” The young woman spit out through gritted teeth.

”Ah, that's right. There's a Force Eruption on the B Sector Project Hunt Island. Go help them out.”

The brows of the two youths furrowed.

”Just the two of us? Are you crazy?” The young woman snapped.

”What? Aren't you supposed to be geniuses?”

”Don't joke around, old man.” The young man's frown deepened. ”We're supposed to be getting ready for the SS-grade Zone. If we get injured in a beast tide, how will we go?”

”I'm sure we've got plenty of Healing Type ability users in this place.” Old Hutch said lazily.

Judging by the look of the young man and woman, they wanted nothing more than to tear Old Hutch apart. But, they knew they weren't a match for this old man. Causing him to lose a small bit of face every so often was the best they could do.

”Fine, fine. Things aren't so simple as they seem. I received an intelligence report a while ago that the Brazinger Clan is involved.”

”Weeks ago? And you still let those kids go?”

This time, it was the young man and Old Hutch's turn to look at the young lady weirdly. Her 18th birthday was still a couple months away. Many of those 'kids' she was talking about were older than she was.

The young lady, though, didn't seem to notice their weird gazes and kept glaring at Old Hutch.

”They needed to be tempered a bit.” Old Hutch said with a yawn. ”Plus, I thought it would be a while more until the Force Eruption occurred. Those Brazinger family brats probably got caught off guard as well or else they wouldn't have come either.”

”Fine, fine. But that still doesn't explain why you're only sending the two of us.”

”Those hidden families like to find excuses to bend the rules all the time. If I send someone better, they'll move in under the guise of 'protecting' their young brats then directly take whatever it is they want. This Force Crystal Mine is too good to give to them.”

Seeing that the two were still frowning, Old Hutch got up and patted their shoulders with a grin on his face.