My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 5

Chapter 5: The Victim’s Gaze

“This makes it very intuitive,” Su Chen nodded inwardly.

The second promotion condition for Arcane Apprentice was also revealed, but it was somewhat different from Jiang He’s description.

[Arcane Apprentice Promotion Condition Two: Elevate the Candle Fire training method to mastery.]

Not ten cycles?

Su Chen subconsciously pondered, then suddenly realized that other people in this world didn’t have a way to measure proficiency.

They could only use ten cycles per minute as a standard.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but ask, “What about the Whispering Trial?”

Jiang He explained, “The Whispering Trial requires you to resist unknown mental interference in a secret room environment by drawing an inverted cross with blood. The longer you resist, the better, but it must not exceed forty seconds.”

Su Chen mused inwardly. The detailed description was also quite different from the panel. This meant that these people were actually groping around, and they weren’t sure what level was needed for promotion.

But I know the perfect promotion method.

“Are these all requirements for perfect promotion?” Su Chen asked again.

“I didn’t lie to you,” Jiang He said sincerely. Combined with her current attire, it added a touch of allure.

Su Chen, however, noticed that Jiang He’s face was getting redder, and the potion’s effect was probably wearing off. He discreetly became more vigilant and said, “Can we make the Blood Oath now?”

As he spoke, his gaze was fixed on Jiang He. If there was any possibility of her going back on her word, he would act forcefully.

Jiang He stared at him, sighed, and got up, saying, “I need your blood.”

Su Chen bit his finger, only to see Jiang He expose her chest, a expanse of white. “You need to draw the blood oath symbol on my chest. I’ll draw it; you haven’t practiced, so your hand isn’t steady.”

Su Chen gave her a brief once-over, secretly surprised. He hadn’t noticed before, but this woman… was indeed a stunner.

However, for now, he should focus on the Blood Oath.

Jiang He held Su Chen’s finger and smeared it on her chest. Perhaps because of the fresh blood as a base, the touch was quite delicate.

A moment later, a strange symbol, the size of a baby’s head, was outlined on her chest. Su Chen carefully checked the book in his hand, spent more than ten minutes, and confirmed it was identical before completing the last stroke.

Jiang He had long lost her teasing mood. She looked up at Su Chen, her lips slightly parted, uttering a string of syllables.

The bloody symbol on her chest seemed to emit a faint, eerie glow, as if imbued with life by some force, transforming into blood-red vipers that quickly spread across Jiang He’s body and then vanished.

“Alright.”

With the leverage given, Jiang He’s demeanor became more relaxed. She sat on the soft leather sofa, sinking into it, and rubbed her brow.

Su Chen also felt a strange sensation. A voice in the back of his mind told him that Jiang He’s life was indeed tied to his.

For a short time, with this in place, he and Jiang He should be on the same side.

“What was the scandal you mentioned earlier?”

“Don’t push your luck!” Jiang He’s eyes widened, her chest heaving, and she said angrily, “I’ve already made the Blood Oath Contract, and you still want more?”

“Curiosity, just asking,” Su Chen looked at her and replied casually.

“Tomorrow, take the reader’s pass to Southwind Academy. I’ll take you to complete the procedures then.” Jiang He picked up where she left off.

She did this to put him under her observation. The Blood Oath Contract was difficult to remove, and she also had to deal with the assassination attempt on her, so she didn’t want Su Chen running around.

Of course, there was another point: the person behind the assassination attempt would also be curious about what happened tonight.

Su Chen’s official record was just that of a vagrant, which could serve as bait.

“Okay.” Su Chen nodded. This was the original owner’s idea, but now it was also his idea. He also needed a channel to learn more things.

A silence fell between the two. Each harbored their own thoughts, distrusting the other, but this was the best they could do for now.

“Then I’ll leave now,” Su Chen said.

“Wait, how are you going to go back with your clothes torn like that…” Jiang He suddenly called out to Su Chen, saying indifferently, “Follow me.”

She led Su Chen to the walk-in closet and picked out an outfit: a slim-fit black woolen coat, a gray shirt, and straight black pants. The clothes were a decent fit.

“Your husband’s?” Su Chen asked casually, standing in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting the details of his clothes and smoothing his messy hair. He touched his cheek; this skin was top-notch, otherwise, Jiang He wouldn’t have taken an interest.

Especially now that he had become a Strongman, his physique had filled out, and with this outfit, he had the air of a gentleman who was secretly a scoundrel.

Jiang He leaned against the side, her head tilted against the mirror, her legs crossed. Her nightgown was still tattered, and her gaze was fixed on Su Chen’s face.

Compared to the scrawny, weak little fellow she wanted to bully and toy with before.

The current Su Chen had a completely different kind of aura, as if he had transformed from a puppy into a wolf.

“Yes,” Jiang He’s throat bobbed, and her legs rubbed together, but then she turned and said, “You can leave.”

“Um…” Su Chen hesitated slightly. Jiang He chuckled, “Don’t even think about it. I like to play with others, not for others to play with me.”

“No, is there any food?” Su Chen shook his head. Perhaps the adrenaline from the intense battle was gradually fading, and only now did he feel the hunger signals emanating from his body, and it was extreme hunger.

Jiang He’s face stiffened slightly.

…

Clatter—

Another ceramic plate was placed aside, already piled up half-human high.

“…The Ropemaster’s job requirements are very simple. You just need a carefully woven rope and a few thousand instances of weaving, and that’s basically it.”

“Does a carefully woven rope have to be a first-order item?” Su Chen couldn’t help but ask.

“First-order item?” Jiang He sneered, “Not at all. The material just needs to be a little better. First-order items are incredibly valuable. A Ropemaster would sell themselves and still couldn’t afford one.”

She made no secret of the disdain in her voice: “This kind of low-level profession has no future. Perhaps there’s a chance to become a Trickster, and if you’re lucky, maybe a Puppet Master, but that’s about it.”

Su Chen’s movements didn’t stop, but the panel was already open.

[Discovered a first-order low-level profession – Ropemaster. Fulfill the job requirements to get promoted.]

[Ropemaster Promotion Condition One: Obtain a carefully woven hemp rope no less than 1.5 meters long.]

[Ropemaster Promotion Condition Two: Complete three thousand rope bindings with no less than thirty steps.]

It was indeed very simple.

“Is there no more powerful profession above Puppet Master?” Su Chen couldn’t help but ask.

Jiang He emphasized, “It’s the Puppet Master promoted through the Ropemaster route that has no future. There should be more professions above Puppet Master, but I don’t know.”

Su Chen’s movements paused slightly, realizing that there were other secrets in the profession promotion sequence.

“Burp—”

Putting down the plate, Su Chen let out a satisfied burp. “Thanks for the hospitality, see you tomorrow.”

He stood up, turned around without any hesitation, and left the restaurant.

“The person who came to pick you up is still outside.”

Bang!

Jiang He’s eyes twitched slightly. She stared at the closed door, her expression gradually changing.

A first-order professional, yet completely ignorant of many “common sense” things.

What secret did this Su Chen hold?

…

“Artificial sun?”

Outside the door, Su Chen looked up. A huge, yellowish-gray light source hung in the sky, emitting a somewhat dim light that barely illuminated the road.

Streaks of scattered light crisscrossed, like some kind of track?

But the sky above the light source was terribly black, without even a speck of light, let alone stars.

“It can’t be like this even on a cloudy day…雾, black fog…” Su Chen frowned, thought for a moment, and followed the memories in his mind to find the way out of this area.

Blue phosphorescent lights hung on the iron poles along the road, illuminating a small area.

In the darker corner further away, a pair of pale blue eyes watched the gradually departing Su Chen, a hint of surprise in their voice, which then deepened, “Not… dead? And he’s even wearing my clothes…”

(End of this chapter)