Chapter 50 Hero Subsidy
Just when the situation reached a stalemate.
The sound of hell blowing snow came out.
"Miss Hell Fubuki, this is the honor you deserve, why don't you want it?"
Eyelashes stepped forward and smiled with her.
"Yes, Miss Hell Fubuki, this has been recognized by the Heroes Association. From now on, you will be a B-level hero. You know, there are only a dozen or so B-level heroes in the entire Z City. ”
With a silly smile on his face, the mountain ape also spoke to persuade.
Ah? !
Chen Ming, who was drinking ramen, turned his head.
He looked at the two people who were trying to persuade Hell Fubuki.
He was quite impressed by these two people.
He is the backbone of the Fubuki group.
Hell Fubuki's right-hand man.
As for strength...
It’s hard to describe in one word.
It can only be said that it has strength, but it is not strong.
Chen Ming originally had no interest.
Saw this interesting picture.
I couldn't help but feel a little interested.
Holding the ramen noodles, he sat aside, looking like a standard melon-eater.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Hell Fubuki glanced at Yamazaru, but still didn't give him a good look.
"this……"
Eyelashes and Yamazaru knew that Hell Fubuki was not easy to talk to.
But I didn't expect that it would turn out like this.
No wonder, no wonder the Heroes Association uses the form of publishing tasks.
If only I had known this.
They would rather fight monsters than tangle with Hell Fubuki.
"Miss Hell Fubuki, this is the association's decision. The two of us are just errands. If you have any questions, you can ask the association. We don't know anything."
The eyelashes resisted the attack and forced a smile.
He said to Hell Fubuki.
"I don't want to say the same thing again, get out quickly! You are not welcome here!"
As Hell Fubuki spoke, he raised his hand, and a hurricane formed in his palm.
Be prepared and ready to strike at any time.
"you!"
Eyelashes, the faces of the two mountain monkeys changed, and a trace of anger flashed.
But when he saw the miniature hurricane in Hell Fubuki's palm.
In the end, I still didn't have the courage to take action.
With their strength, taking action rashly is simply asking for trouble.
Although not willing to do so.
But the two of them could only leave angrily.
Just leave like that? !
Chen Ming was a little disappointed.
I originally thought that a battle would break out between Eyelash, Yamazaru and Hell Fubuki.
I didn't expect it to end like this.
"snort!"
Hell Fubuki glared at Chen Ming fiercely, snorted coldly, turned around and returned to his room again.
Obviously the anger just now has not gone away.
So angry? !
Chen Ming touched the tip of his nose.
Smiled.
"Teacher, how much salary can you get as a B-class Hero of the Hero Association in a month?"
Saitama raised his head and ate all the noodles in the bowl, then asked with interest.
"It should be at least 5,000, right?"
Chen Ming held his chin and thought for a while. It seemed that he didn't say how much the heroes at each level were paid.
But based on observation.
C-level heroes should be below 3,000.
Barely starving to death.
This can be seen from the undocumented knight's pick at the rope when he invites Saitama to dinner.
As for B-level heroes, according to calculations, it should be more than 5,000, but it should be less than 10,000.
Because B-level heroes drive second-hand cars.
And there are still a few people carpooling.
This can be seen from the group of guys Saitama met on the roadside when the Deep Sea King appeared.
As for A-level.
The salary should be much higher.
It is equivalent to a gold collar, at least tens of thousands of dollars per month.
Otherwise, Snake the Viper wouldn't be able to afford such a high-end suit.
A-grade metal balls and A-grade spring beards are unlikely to frequent tavern gatherings.
As for S-class heroes.
People at this level are basically monsters.
Money is not very important.
Of course, it must be a large amount of money.
I can't say it will start at least six figures.
"5000?!"
Saitama was shocked.
I quickly counted on my fingers, but after just counting, I lost interest.
"A cup of instant noodles is 100 yuan, and three meals of instant noodles for a meal is 300 yuan. A 30-day month means 9,000 yuan per month. The teacher and I are two people, so the total is 18,000 yuan. Isn't 5,000 yuan too little?! "
Saitama pouted.
I originally thought 5,000 yuan was a lot.
Now it seems that I can't even afford instant noodles.
After hearing Saitama whisper.
Chen Ming was a little pleased, but also a little dumbfounded.
What is gratifying is that my great disciple still thinks of him as his teacher.
It's dumbfounding.
He actually wanted to let the master and apprentice eat instant noodles every day.
Just forget it for one or two days.
If it stays like this.
Not even eating people up.
"A month for B-level heroes is really not much, but you can work hard to become A-level heroes. I heard that A-level heroes get 20,000 yuan per month. This money should be enough for many people to live. Besides, Chen Ming, you If the money is not enough, I, I can help you, any amount is fine.”
Asakan Hezi on the side listened to Chen Ming and Saitama discussing the monthly subsidies that heroes of various levels received.
They thought that Chen Ming and Qiyu were short of money.
He said quickly in a low voice.
I just missed saying that, I will support you.
"As for money, I still have some, at least it's enough."
Chen Ming grinned.
He still has tens of thousands of dollars in exchange for selling weapons.
And there's some white gear too.
Although he can't use it.
But you can pawn it to get some money.
There is still no problem in supporting them as master and apprentice.
"Yeah?"
Qianxiang Hezi's eyes dimmed, and she was actually a little disappointed.
I originally thought I could get closer to Chen Ming.
Unexpectedly, in the end, I was really selfish.
Looking at Qianxiang Hezi who suddenly became depressed.
Chen Ming expressed doubts.
I don’t understand how everything that was fine just now suddenly became like this.
But he didn't have time to think about that now.
Because he has to go to an important place.
He plans to go to the hospital to see how Metal Bat's sister Yoshiko is doing.
By the way, let’s see if the medical expenses are enough.
Today, I killed eight weirdos in the forest in one go.
Got a lot of materials.
Several white weapons were synthesized.
It should fetch a lot of money.
With money on hand, Chen Ming felt more confident.
Even walking started to feel windy.
"Brother Ming, are you here?!"
As soon as Chen Ming entered the elevator, he heard a cry of joy from behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the figures of the metal bat and his sister Zenko appeared in front of Chen Ming.
"Huh?! Are you guys going out again?!"
Chen Ming smiled and said hello to the two of them.
"Well, it's too boring to stay in the ward all day, so I asked my brother to take me out for a walk."
Shanzi nodded repeatedly.
Then I remembered something.
He quickly took out a picture book from the bag behind his back.
"Brother Ming, I drew this, what do you think?!"
Chen Ming took the painting.
His expression suddenly became strange.