Not to mention anything else, just hearing that Flying Tiger could precisely measure dungeon energy levels, Jiang Che was genuinely tempted.
He really didn't want to rely on luck to get home; if he could reliably go home once or twice, he'd already be very satisfied.
After all, the staff at the hospital always said you could only go home to see your wife and kids when you were on rotation.
It seems that, in the middle of all the busy work, going home has become a real luxury.
"If we join Flying Tiger, what do we have to do?" Xiong Jie blocked him, "This kid's with me, obviously he has to follow me."
Flying Tiger laughed at Xiong Jie, but she could understand it.
After all, if you have a highly skilled guy with cognitive issues nearby, anyone would want to keep them close; with some training, they could become one of your top enforcers.
That was one of the reasons Flying Tiger was interested.
Now, Jiang Che was like a blank slate—easy to teach.
