"The guards are the last supernatural organization to arrive. I'll have someone arrange rooms for you. There's a meeting in the conference hall tonight about the first event."
"Okay."
Russell Nande indeed valued the guards and arranged the best rooms for them.
The guards were envious and jealous of the headquarters of the North American Radiant Society.
The environment here was much better than that of the guards.
The guards had an office, which was used for meetings and meetings.
But the headquarters of the North American Light Society had almost all the facilities. There were training grounds, entertainment areas, accommodation areas, offices, and so on.
"Boss, when can we have a headquarters like this?" Jaimis asked.
"We'll never be able to," Jimmy said. "A headquarters like this costs at least ten million dollars. It's already not bad if we can get a million dollars a year from our cooperation with the Hawaiian government. After deducting the operation budget and the salary, how much money can we have left?"
"And we only have eight guards. Do we really need such a big headquarters?"
Jaimis and the others actually knew that they wouldn't need it, but they still had some fantasies.
Unfortunately, Jimmy didn't play along with their fantasies and said it directly.
In fact, there were many organizations like them who envied the headquarters of the North American Light Society.
However, this headquarters did make them feel the legitimacy and authority of the North American Radiant Society.
Sometimes, this was how the so-called authority came about.
The North American Light Society was rich and powerful. Plus, it held all kinds of activities and competitions all year round, so most supernatural organizations recognized the authority of the North American Light Society.
After dinner in the evening, Jimmy went to the conference room.
When he entered, he found that the conference room was full of people.
At a glance, there were at least forty people.
He knew some of them. Without exception, they were all in charge or decision-makers of various organizations.
"Jimmy, sit here. You're here too … It seems that it's going to be harder for the Tide to win this time."
The person who greeted Jimmy was a black-haired woman who was dressed very sexily.
She was Serena, the big sister of the supernatural organization Tide. The Tide was a Canadian organization. Because there were fewer supernatural organizations in Canada, the Tide was considered an authoritative organization in Canada.
There were fifteen people in total. They had more people than the guards, but their strength was similar.
The last North American Psychic Contest had been a battle between the guards and the Tide.
In the end, the guards Jaimis and Dorinko narrowly defeated the members of the Tide.
Gimli sat beside Serena. "I should be the one with a headache when I see you."
They were just flattering each other in business. Although they were competitors, they were not real enemies.
In fact, those who could participate in this competition did not have any real enemies.
"Ahem … Alright, everyone is here. First of all, I would like to welcome everyone. On behalf of the North American Illuminati, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to everyone." Russell Nande stood in the middle of the conference room. "I don't need to explain the reason why everyone is gathered here. First, let me explain the rules of this competition. This North American Psychic Contest is a team battle. No matter how many people your organization or team has, you can't have more than ten people. Of course, if you have less than ten members, I can only say that it's a pity that you are in a disadvantageous situation from the beginning of the competition."
"If there are twenty people, can we split them into two teams?" Someone stood up and asked.
"No," Russell Nande said. "It's not fair to those organizations with fewer people."
"The second rule is that in this competition, there will be an elimination system for each event. Any team that does not complete any event will be eliminated until the fifth round. The remaining teams will compete in the final competition."
"Alright, Mr. Russell, let's get to the point. What's the first event?"
"The first event is a test of your basic skills. I believe that it won't be difficult for any of your teams. If you can't even complete the first event, I will have to doubt your skills," Russell Nande said. Russell Nande said, "The first event is to capture evil spirits. The time limit is forty-eight hours. You must capture ten evil spirits within forty-eight hours, and you cannot leave the city of Los Angeles. Starting at six o 'clock tomorrow night, any team that fails to complete the task will be directly eliminated."
"That's too troublesome. Why don't we start tonight?"
"This competition has a certain level of danger. Tomorrow, I will have to sign a life and death agreement and insurance to ensure that if any accidents happen during the competition, the North American Illuminati won't be blamed."
"How troublesome. Those who can participate in the competition are definitely well-prepared. No one will blame the North American Illuminati."
Most people felt that the North American Illuminati was too troublesome.
"Since when did Russell become so fussy?"
"That's why they are an official organization. We are not," Serena said. "To be honest, if Tide had the financial support and manpower of the North American Illuminati, I would definitely do the same."
"Is it really necessary to sign an insurance agreement?"
"If your people are injured or killed in the competition, how much compensation can your guards provide?"
"Err …"
"If there's insurance, even if there's an injury or death, we can still get a considerable amount of compensation. Why not?" Serena said.
"Err … Okay. That does make sense." Kimberly had to admit that the North American Illuminati's approach was correct. Take the guards' funds for example. If it was just an ordinary injury, he could still afford the medical expenses of his team members. However, if there were serious injuries, the guards really could not afford to pay for it. "But since even the insurance has to be signed, I'm afraid this competition is not that simple."
…
"Mr. Russell." A white-haired woman came to Russell Nande's side.
"Do the participating organizations have any objections?"
"No. Most of them agree with our arrangement."
"It's a pity that the Supernatural Organization isn't participating. Otherwise, we can use this competition to humiliate them."
"Mr. Russell, it's not like there's no chance at all."
"Oh? What idea do you have? "
"I heard that when the Supernatural Organization purified Mapleville, they didn't kill the evil spirits. Instead, they convinced them to become their subordinates and took them away. So, the Supernatural Organization must have a lot of evil spirits."
"Tsk tsk …" Russell Nande said in disdain. "These useless people can't even purify the evil spirits. In the end, they must use an embarrassing method to negotiate with the evil spirit organization."
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