Reincarnation of Modern Ninja

Reincarnation of Modern Ninja
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Allen reflexes immediately threw Budi into the bathroom, he immediately closed it and immediately headed towards the door.


Before opening the door, Allen let out a long sigh. Just as the door was opened, 8 maids stood in front of the door.


"Enter, my friend is still defecating."


The waiters were not suspicious except for one receptionist. He still looked at Allen as an abnormal man.


After all the food was prepared, the servants left and left only Allen and the Receptionist.


"Your friend is very old sir, do I need to knock him?" ask the receptionist in a soft voice.


Allen shook his head with a flat face. "No need, ordinary guy was very long in the WC."


The receptionist left the room feeling suspicious. But he had no reason to stay.


"Alright, Sir. Please call us if you need anything."


"Oh yeah, my friend Nathan will come. Get him here." Allen sent me the message.


"Good, Sir."


Allen sighed and closed the door. After a while fortunately Budi realized and immediately cleaned his body.


At about the same time, Nathan came to bring a change of clothes for Budi. Because the reconstruction of Budi's body went smoothly, the clothes carrying Nathan looked small.


"What am I feeling, that strange man is getting bigger." Nathan tried to convey his thoughts.


"Yes, he's getting bigger." Allen answered with a calm feeling.


Budi himself did not care what they were talking about, but he felt his aura coming out of his body continuously.


"Boss, I feel..."


Before finishing his words, Allen had already turned around and nodded. "Use the technique I gave you, control the leaking aura" he said, pointing at Budi.


After seeing Budi train in the Soul Technique, Nathan and Allen looked for a seat.


"I've been spreading a lot of rumors about us. Should start tomorrow many people apply to join us."


Allem frowned, he did not expect Nathan to be that aggressive. "It seems I don't have to hide my powers."


"I know you're very strong, Boss."


Allen shook his head. "To be honest I'm just a regular guy in the Martial world. Compared to the current Budi, I lost in physicality and stamina."


But the fight is not only determined by strength, but determined by who stands last.


History writes many strong men, but they still die at the feeding of age or die because of the tricks of scholars.


Nathan turned to Budi who was implementing his martial movements. "You're kidding me, aren't you, boss?"


"No, he's stronger than me. But in battle it is not only determined by strength. You can also use this," Allen said as he pointed at his temple.


Nathan knew how strong his boss was, but the foolish-looking muscular man was even stronger. "Damn it, I just mocked him" Nathan said, beginning to think twice.


"Hum..."


Allen immediately thought of his next move, he had already thrown the net at Oliver and his family. People should come to him soon too.


After a long conversation, Allen and Nathan left Budi at the inn. They headed straight to the Allen Company to prepare for recruitment.


After they arrived, Allen and Nathan were flabbergasted that more than 1000 people had lined up. They all want to apply to be a special forces.


Tiwi who had received the news instantly registered all the registrants well. He was helped by 5 colleagues, everything worked well.


Nathan seemed happy because all these strong people would be a part of him. But Allen felt that something was strange, it should have been the person who had come not this much.


The eyes of the World are used to see the 5 seconds of the future. Allen's mind instantly floated and his eyes saw 7 people coming out of the company while carrying HP.


Their words were very clear, all of them reporting the large number of applicants and some suspicious people.


Right after five seconds, Allen's mind returned to the present. He immediately used his system skills to see who the spies were sent by other companies.


"Nathan, do you have access to the identities of the spies?" ask Allen who hasn't been out of the car.


Nathan gets serious, he sees the suitors lining up at the company's doorstep. "I don't have access to search for their identity. But give it 1 day, Nala will finish."


"One day is too long, now record these names. Then find out where they came from, in 1 hour hand them over to Tiwi."


Allen used his system skills to figure out his name. Then he mentioned the names of the suspicious applicants.


Nathan had unwittingly written more than 200 names of people he had never met. After that he immediately sent it to Nala to be tracked.


"Now let's meet them all."


Allen got out of the car and immediately walked in without waiting in line. The security guards also let them in without having to queue.


"Who are you guys?" ask a suitor.


"Company employee," Nathan replied in a relaxed voice. After answering him, Allen and Nathan went straight inside.


"Nathan, look at the man who asked. I felt a very evil energy from him, his name was Desta."


Nathan is a person who easily remembers someone's face, so he immediately remembers it and puts it on the list of people on lookout.


The registration went well, Tiwi and her colleagues managed to finish everything before 3pm.


Allen and Nathan also helped the data collection, both of whom immediately selected members that should be monitored.


"Boss, these people have no history of martial arts. If my guess is correct, they want to pit their fate on the town."


Allen received several applicant history lists, all 18-year-old rosters. Even more terrifying, they had come from a remote village like Allen.


"40 boys yesterday afternoon wanted to be special forces. Should I laugh," said Allen smiling wryly.


Nathan is eager to hit his boss in the face, his age is still including a boy. 24 years into a level 5 fighter, it is impossible to achieve ordinary humans.


"To now gather these 40 boys. Take them to the back forest, I'll take care of them myself." Allen didn't see any young people being spies, so he expected a lot from them.


"Ok, Boss."


Nathan called out a few names and told them to go to the back of the building, while the other martial artists headed for the living room with them.


40 18-year-old boys came and stood in the back of the building. They stared at a halfway house with a confused feeling.


After 5 minutes of no one meeting them, the boys started to row and talk to each other with a friend beside him.


Allen noticed the 40 boys with the ability of the system. He could see the total strength of the boys, all below 100.


"It seems like my choice is very appropriate." Allen began to step out of the halfway house.


When he saw Allen walking over, all the boys reminded each other and were silent.


"I like your attitude. Does anyone know me?" asked Allen in a soft voice.


An 18-year-old boy with long black hair raised his hand. "The company's boss, Allen," he said in a stern voice.


Allen narrowed his eyes and saw that the long-haired boy was a man.


"A long-haired man, I like your style. Where you from?"


"Ye Mo, from City C."


Ye's extended family was the 5th largest family of martial arts fighters in his city. But lately they have been on a slight decline as many of their descendants have been killed on the battlefield.


Many rumors say that the descendants of the Ye family were deliberately harmed because of competition. Allen had already read many books about them in his previous life, the Ye family would be wiped out by the end of 2019 along with pademi bedar. They were associated with the pandemic virus and made into scapegoats. As a result, none of the descendants of the Ye Family survived.


Yet now one of the Ye family was at the doorstep of the Allen Company. It means that his company will intersect with the Bedar forces that govern the world.


"Ye Mo, interesting talent."


Allen looked solemn and looked at everyone, a gentle aura starting to pour out from his body. Instantly 32 boys fell unconscious, the other 5 kneeling while staring intently at Allen. Only 3 people were still standing, even though they took great pains to remain standing.


"Good, you all got away." Allen gave an applause.