God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 125: A Powerful Figure Has Taken an Interest in You

Logan stared at Evan in shock.

Why was Miss Kate addressing him as "Mr. Evan" with such respect?

Who exactly was this person?

If this fat man had such a significant background, why would he attend an interview at the European Dream Company?

Could he be some princeling in disguise, experiencing life among commoners?

Kate, seeing Evan remain silent, picked up a bottle of red wine and smashed it over Logan's head.

The bottle shattered, and wine poured over Logan's head, leaving him dazed and staggering to the ground.

The man in the suit, seeing Logan beaten, quickly assessed the situation.

Loyalty to his master?

Forget it.

Although he didn't know Kate personally, it was obvious she was someone of great importance.

And if she treated Evan with such deference, it meant Evan's status was even higher!

The suited man decided to play dead, saying nothing and shrinking into his shell like a turtle.

But Kate's next words nearly made him collapse.

She turned to Evan and said:

"Mr. Evan, even if you killed them right now, it wouldn't matter. So, what do you plan to do?"

Evan certainly wanted to kill these three.

If it weren't for the mysterious woman in purple, Alice would have been violated.

And that suited man had even plotted to kill him!

If such circumstances didn't provoke a desire for revenge, a man was either a deeply calculating schemer or an outright coward.

Evan looked down at Alice's terrified face.

The concept of killing was far too distant and unreal for her.

If Nighttrace Bar offered him such immense authority, there was no need to resort to violence tonight.

He could deal with these people later when Alice wasn't around—perhaps turn them into wax statues.

Evan sighed.

"Thank you, Miss Kate, but let's leave it at that."

A glint of disdain flickered across Kate's eyes.

Logan struggled to his feet and began kowtowing to Evan.

"Thank you, thank you! From now on, you're my dad! Thank you!"

Seeing the suited man still pretending to be dead, Logan slapped him on the back of the head.

"Kowtow to my dad, you idiot!"

The suited man scrambled to kneel before Evan, casting a resentful glance at the stunned Lulu.

So much for a washed-up nobody from the old district discovering some hidden talent.

Nonsense!

Like Logan, he now believed Evan to be a princeling experiencing life.

And that foolish woman—how could she not realize the powerful figure by her side?

If he had used Alice to climb higher, would he have to serve Logan now?

Instead, he had simultaneously offended two people he couldn't afford to cross.

Evan, uninterested in the unfolding farce, turned to Kate and said:

"I'd like to see Miss Claire again. Is that possible?"

Kate nodded.

Nighttrace Bar's connections were far more terrifying than he had imagined.

Though he didn't know Logan, it was obvious the young master came from a family beyond ordinary means.

Yet in front of Kate, he was as submissive as a kitten.

Most shocking of all, the woman in purple had bestowed upon him two B-class combat talents!

The world was not as simple as he had once thought.

Though he had entered Nighttrace Bar tonight, he felt no joy at being favored by the heavens.

Instead, there was a creeping sense of fear.

A man as brilliant as he was understood one truth:

There is no power or protection without a price.

While he was grateful to the woman in purple, he also feared her.

"Evan…" Alice looked at him, her emotions complicated. For the first time, she felt a deep unfamiliarity with him.

Evan looked down and said gently to her:

"Go home first. I'll explain everything later."

Inside Nighttrace Bar, under dim lights:

Evan sat upright on a high stool, exuding confidence and composure.

He was a completely different man from the desperate graduate who had begged for a job earlier.

In a steady voice, he asked:

"Who are you, really?"

Claire lit a cigarette and smiled.

"This is the demeanor a genius should have!"

This young man had not let sudden power and status go to his head.

No wonder he had been personally chosen by the President.

Unlike other hunters, who always believed they had hit the jackpot and fantasized about being the new protagonist of the world.

Blowing out a puff of smoke, Claire said:

"It's not me who chose you, but a powerful figure behind me."

Evan's pupils dilated in shock.

The mysterious woman in purple was already beyond his comprehension, and now she claimed there was someone even more formidable behind her?!

Claire spoke unhurriedly:

"The woman who drove you today is Kate, the young miss of the Divine family.

You might not know the Divine family, but you've surely heard of the Moon God Chamber of Commerce.

The chairman of the Moon God Chamber of Commerce is her father."

Claire extinguished her cigarette and said quietly:

"You're quite fortunate. Kate and I are both envious of you.

The resources you received as soon as you joined far surpass ours, and your future holds far greater opportunities.

All because that powerful figure took a liking to you."

Evan opened his mouth but could only manage to speak after a long pause:

"May I ask—what kind of company have I joined?

Or rather, what kind of organization has selected me?

And who exactly is this powerful figure you speak of?"

If he still believed he had joined a bar as a security manager, he would have to be an utter fool.

Claire shook her head:

"You're not yet qualified to know. All you need to do is follow my instructions."

Evan fell silent.

Claire's eyes began to change, becoming vertical pupils that gleamed with a chilling light.

"I prefer to be direct with geniuses like you.

From this moment on, your life no longer belongs to you.

Don't even think about betraying me. You wouldn't even have the chance to pay the price.

Even if that powerful figure favors you, they won't be able to save you.

In the North Sea, I still hold the authority—unless they personally intervene."

While establishing her dominance in the North Sea, Claire also subtly emphasized her allegiance to the mysterious figure behind her.

Gratitude and loyalty would belong to that figure; Claire only demanded obedience from Evan.

Evan naturally had no thoughts of betrayal.

In a chaotic world like this, he wanted to carve out a future for himself, protect his aging mother, and keep Alice safe. Meeting Claire was already a tremendous stroke of luck.

Without Claire, his life would have spiraled into a complete mess tonight.

Besides, did he even have the qualifications to betray?

He had his mother and Alice to worry about.

Alice also had her own family.

He wasn't foolish enough to believe this organization hadn't thoroughly investigated his background.

Before them, he was no more than an ant.

Still, he couldn't help but wonder: why would a powerful figure take an interest in him?

Was this some kind of "golden finger" straight out of a novel?

Evan's expression shifted.

What if he leveraged this organization to achieve great things?

What man doesn't dream of standing at the pinnacle of power?

Ambition began to sprout wildly within Evan's chest.

At Old Oak Café

"Captain of the Security Division, Ethan, officially assumes the position of Deputy Director of the Bureau of Security today."

"Deputy Director Ethan has implemented new reforms for public safety in the North Sea."

"The North Sea's recent crime rate has dropped below two percent, earning the city the title of 'City of Peace'!"

Alexander sipped his morning coffee while reviewing the report Claire had sent last night.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"She's already brought Evan into the fold? Not bad."

Rosie had conducted a thorough investigation of Evan.

The man had exceptional potential in combat.

Highly perceptive, with excellent physical capabilities and agile combat thinking.

The only thing separating him from being a true fighter was a combat-related talent.

Alexander was confident that, given time, Evan would master both the Wax-Wax Fruit and Explosion Fruit with remarkable finesse.

With Claire having such an enforcer at her side, Alexander felt little need to worry about the North Sea.

Taking another sip of coffee, he gazed at the bustling streets outside the window and murmured:

"The North Sea is now entirely under my control. It's time to move forward with my next plan."

Alexander's next step was to expand the research into demonic science.

He had developed a keen interest in the technology of sealing demonic entities into human bodies.

The day after Welma's capture, Alexander had instructed Ye Yunyun to purchase a research facility.

Now, the only task remaining was to recruit the necessary talent.

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