"S-Rank?"
Fang Yuan felt a surge of joy.
He had initially thought that Gabriel being stripped of her status as an Angel might affect her rating, but he hadn't expected her to still be an S-Rank employee.
This also proved that God truly hadn't given up on her.
However, Gabriel's reputation was a bit pitiful, sitting at only 1.
Clearly, it only calculated the reputation of her new identity.
It seemed that by being stripped of her Angel status, she had also lost the reputation associated with being an Angel.
But Fang Yuan felt it was fine; rank was more important than reputation.
The reputation part was essentially something he got for free anyway; whatever he could get was a win.
And an employee'S-Rank was tied to the rewards unlocked, which was the most critical factor of all.
Fang Yuan had managed to make the obscure Ancient One World-famous; with Gabriel, who shared the same face as the Ancient One, he could surely find a way.
Fang Yuan opened a portal leading to a Wayne family Villa on the outskirts of Gotham, letting Gabriel go inside to rest and reorganize first.
Then, he dialed Bruce Wayne's phone.
It was currently noon in the Himalayas, so Bruce answered quickly.
"I've recruited a new employee and settled them in your Villa near Miller Bay," Fang Yuan said.
"Who is it?" Bruce asked.
He knew that if it were just about using a Villa, Fang Yuan wouldn't have bothered calling him specifically.
The person living inside was the key.
Sure enough, Fang Yuan's answer was astonishing: "Gabriel!"
Bruce's first reaction was: which Superhero is named Gabriel?
Then he suddenly went silent, and only after a long while did he slowly ask, "*That* Gabriel?"
"Yeah, the one with wings," Fang Yuan introduced with a simple sentence. "But her wings were burned off by Satan, and God handed her over to me for some education."
That short sentence contained an immense amount of information, nearly frying Batman's CPU.
Her?
Gabriel is a woman?
Her wings were burned by Satan, which means the mastermind behind the Constantine incident in Los Angeles was Satan?
Currently, there was no sign of turmoil in Los Angeles, so it seemed the crisis had passed.
But what confused Bruce the most was—God threw Gabriel to Fang Yuan for education?
Fang? Yuan?
Batman had so many things he wanted to complain about that he didn't even know where to start.
"Fine! I'll have Alfred arrange it!" Bruce could only respond.
However, the fact that Fang Yuan had somehow gotten involved with entities on the level of God and Satan in just a few days made Bruce extremely curious.
Although he was a Multiverse-merged version of Batman, his knowledge of God and Satan was still limited, especially regarding God.
This gave him the urge to run to Los Angeles to gather intelligence.
But Bruce looked at Damian, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and gently shook his head.
"Forget it."
If Fang Yuan wanted to tell him, he would. Besides Damian, he had three other Robins at home waiting to be fed; being the principal of the Gotham Kindergarten wasn't easy either.
After checking in with Bruce, Fang Yuan immediately went to show his concern for the Isabel sisters.
Of course, the "concern" he spoke of involved wrapping his arms around their waists.
Looking at Fang Yuan with a woman on each arm, Constantine was momentarily speechless.
Clearly, he was the one doing all the dirty and exhausting work, yet all the benefits seemed to go to Fang Yuan.
Oh right, it wasn't like he had gained nothing; he had also gained a body with early-stage cancer.
Thanks, Fang Yuan.
Even though he didn't know it yet.
But at this moment, Constantine suddenly felt a bit of empathy for those he had scammed before.
No wonder so many people hoped for his death; the feeling of being played was indeed quite unpleasant.
However, Constantine still didn't realize that Fang Yuan was already a very gentle person; after all, he had left him with his life.
"Besides, who in all those past Worlds doesn't remember me fondly?" Fang Yuan immediately retorted in his mind after sensing Constantine's thoughts. "After all this time, only Constantine has an issue with my true self, so the problem must lie with Constantine himself!"
But even though Constantine was badmouthing him in his head, Fang Yuan still handed him an invitation.
"Come join my company, so that if your cancer ever flares up, someone will be there to help you," Fang Yuan said.
Although Constantine didn't have much spellcasting ability, he was still the protagonist of a movie and had some value in being signed.
To be honest, Constantine really didn't want to have anything more to do with Fang Yuan, but he couldn't help it when Fang Yuan suddenly said: "Our company has a specialized cure for cancer."
Scribble, scribble, scribble.
Constantine signed his name directly, not even bothering to check what the document actually did; anyway, he had signed no fewer than eighty or a hundred contracts in his life.
He basically never followed them.
Moreover, Constantine felt that since Fang Yuan had taken the initiative to speak, if he refused, Fang Yuan might just decide to kill him and send him to Hell.
In Constantine's eyes, Fang Yuan was capable of anything.
Including messing with him.
Frightening the famous Constantine to this extent, Fang Yuan was truly one of a kind.
[Congratulations to the Host for signing a B-Rank employee: John Constantine!]
"Constantine's rating can actually reach B-?"
Fang Yuan was very surprised; this was even higher than Thomas's Batman.
As expected of a legendary exorcist who could thrive in the mystical side even without mana.
After signing, Constantine closed his eyes and felt for a moment, but found nothing unusual.
Then he held out his palm toward Fang Yuan.
"What?" Fang Yuan asked.
Constantine said righteously: "The cure!"
Fang Yuan shook his head: "Do you know how precious the cure is? If put on the market, demand would definitely exceed supply. Naturally, it's not something you can just get whenever you want."
"Vought uses a points system; once you have enough points, you can exchange them," he fooled him casually.
Things obtained too easily aren't cherished. Constantine's cancer was the leash holding him; Fang Yuan naturally wouldn't release the restraint so easily.
"Tch... I knew it."
Constantine waved his hand and left directly with Chas; he needed to soothe his mood properly.
Meanwhile, Fang Yuan took Isabel and Angela back to Angela's apartment.
Both were women who had just seen demons, Satan, and other strange things; they definitely needed someone to comfort them.
Fang Yuan naturally stepped up without hesitation.
Angela was already interested, and ever since Fang Yuan resolved the crisis, Isabel had completely followed "God's will" and viewed herself as Fang Yuan's subordinate. Thus, another pair of twins fell into his fish pond.
It had to be said that once twins broke through that first psychological barrier, things became much more interesting afterward; it was a completely different experience compared to finding two separate women.
After a few days of indulgence, Fang Yuan finally returned to Gotham.
Upon learning of Fang Yuan's return, Bruce also rushed back. He was far too curious about the matters involving God, Satan, and Gabriel.
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