My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 45

Chapter 45: The Panic of the Professions – The Power of the Mysterious God!

The first promotion requirement for the Gale Hunter has been completed.

Qi Chuan died a miserable death, falling backward with only two bloody holes where his eyes once were.

“The mental toughness of a second-tier professional is still high,” Su Chen rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a wave of throbbing pain.

Physical professionals don’t specifically train their mental strength, but professional advancement also increases mental toughness.

It’s impossible for a low-level mental professional to instantly kill a high-level physical professional.

After confirming that there were no signs of life, he turned his attention to the few slender glass bottles scattered beside him. They had been in a metal box but were spilled during the recent battle.

“Targeted antidote?”

Su Chen picked them up from the ground, looking at the pale purple liquid swirling inside. There were labels on them, and two bottles remained, which he put into his portable space.

“Hmm…” Carefully closing the door, he released his mental power and, using his Spiritual Vision, Su Chen constantly monitored the external situation.

The iron wires coiled all around, and thanks to his Dual-Wielding ability, he could now control more than half of the iron wires simultaneously.

Whoosh!

The iron wires straightened, shuttling back and forth through the wall, making continuous muffled thuds, like rapid drumbeats.

Clang!

A crisp collision sound made Su Chen look at the left wall, “There’s indeed something else…”

With a slight effort, he pried another metal box from the wall. It was heavy and exquisite, mostly black and yellow, with interwoven patterns carved on it, forming…

Su Chen examined it carefully, trying to identify it, “It seems to be… a vertical pupil?”

Click!

The metal box opened automatically, a cross-shaped crack appearing in the center and receding to both sides, with black smoke billowing out from within.

“What is this?”

Su Chen was startled and quickly retreated, but the black smoke was faster than he imagined, already缠绕 his body and trying to penetrate it.

“Delicious… soul…” A dreamlike voice sounded in his ear, Su Chen’s eyes glazed over, and he seemed to see an old man, gaunt like withered wood.

His head was bowed, bald on top, with only a vertical pupil, which seemed to be his eye, “I shall bestow you with blessings, to become my most devout follower.”

“What is this thing?” Su Chen’s body was enveloped in a green wind armor, but it couldn’t block the influx of black smoke.

A panel suddenly popped up—

[Unknown external force detected, attempting to corrupt the host’s profession.]

Corrupting his profession? Su Chen was shocked.

[Riftwalker Warrior senses danger, valiantly stepping forward…]

[Mysterious Tool Master observes from the side…]

[Arcane Apprentice is anxious without being able to help…]

[Gale Hunter joins the battle…]

[Space Collector rushes over…]

[Scholar calls for help…]

A series of messages refreshed, and it was the first time Su Chen had seen these guys so active.

[Detecting the crisis of various professions, external force is being tamed.]

“You… your body, how can it be like this…”

The ethereal voice in his ear suddenly became uncertain and surprised. In a blur, Su Chen seemed to see the withered figure raising its head, but then it gradually disappeared:

“…Your taste, I remember it…”

Clatter!

The metal box fell to the ground, closing automatically.

[Taming successful, obtained – Low-level Mysterious God Power: Can be used for unprofessioned professionals below tier three, capable of causing certain peculiar changes.]

His heart pounded. Su Chen’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. He had been almost immobile just now.

Fortunately, he had weathered this crisis.

“A mysterious god can actually corrupt professions…” Su Chen murmured, then stared at the so-called [Low-level Mysterious God Power].

Since it had been tamed by the system panel, the hidden dangers were probably gone.

After a while, he looked at the yellow-black metal box on the ground, not daring to touch it easily.

“No wonder it’s called a mysterious god, it’s indeed mysterious, which means that killing Jiang He, the theft of the Holy Word Stone, and these inexplicable things are essentially the secret actions of the mysterious god?” “This thing can definitely prove that Qi Chuan has a problem. Since that’s the case, there’s no need to hide this killing.” Su Chen immediately took out his smart bracelet from his storage space, opened it, scrolled up and down, and found Old Yuan.

Qi Chuan bribed Hu Xiang and sent him to murder him; he had to die, regardless of whether he was Zhou Xian’s subordinate or had any connection to the mysterious god.

The only difference was that if he had no connection to the mysterious god, Su Chen would have to clean up the mess himself, but now, he could let others take care of it.

“Teacher, I’ve found something. Please come as soon as possible.” He spoke vaguely; who knew if Southwind’s data exchange center could intercept these conversations.

The signal here wasn’t very good, so Su Chen had to lean out the window to send the message. Lights were already coming on in the floors below.

Old Yuan quickly responded: “…I can’t leave here for now. If it’s not a big deal, let Old Sun go first.”

“It’s a big deal.”

After a moment, there was a response, “Understood, I’ll get there as soon as possible. If you need help, find Old Sun.”

Su Chen thought for a moment, then opened another chat box, “Brother Sun, the edge of South City… bring people quickly.”

………

At the same time, somewhere in Southwind City, a figure cloaked in black suddenly raised its head, its pupils completely black, its face showing an uncontrollable astonishment: “The sacred artifact, it’s gone!?”

………

Immediately after, Su Chen thoroughly searched the room, inside and out, to confirm that nothing was missed. Only then did Fatty Sun arrive with his men, just barely.

The old supervisor, supposedly a second-tier professional, pushed the door open, panting and drenched in sweat.

His gaze swept over the corpse on the ground, but then immediately rushed to Su Chen, who was standing by the window, asking with concern:

“Little brother, are you alright?”

Several patrol team members, his colleagues from Patrol Team Seventeen, entered the door one after another.

“Han Da, Lili…” Zhao Xiong gestured to both sides, and everyone cautiously moved around the corpse.

“Boss, this person seems to be… Qi Chuan?” Han Da just glanced down and then looked up in shock.

“Qi Chuan?” Fatty Sun, whose ears perked up, his face changed dramatically, and he said anxiously, “Aiya, little brother, why are you so impulsive? How could you kill him?”

“Is it because of the woman who came last night? What did she tell you? Did you record it? Hurry up, hurry up, we’ll cover up the scene…”

Zhao Xiong and the others exchanged subtle glances, as if they had just heard some juicy gossip.

Su Chen smiled helplessly, “Where can I go? Even if you cover it up, my teacher won’t be fooled.”

Fatty Sun’s expression flickered. His flattery towards Su Chen came from Yuan Chenyang, so how could such a thing be concealed?

But he immediately skipped the topic, as if he suddenly reacted and asked in surprise, “This Qi Chuan seems to be a second-tier professional, little brother, how did you kill him?”

“I was hungry for a few days in the Supervision Department, and then I took some medicine…” Su Chen responded casually.

How vicious.

Fatty Sun’s mouth twitched, but he also found Su Chen to be unexpectedly calm, which made him secretly wonder and realize something strange.

Su Chen had already killed the person; there was no need to call them to clean up the mess, he could have handled it himself.

“Ah… Lili…” Su Chen suddenly spoke, “Don’t touch that.”

Lili stopped her movement, looked at the item covered by the Shadow-Hiding Clothes, shrugged, and turned to check other things.

“…How come this wall looks like it’s been swept by bullets, full of small holes…” Han Da leaned against the wall.

“What’s going on here?” A deep voice came from outside the door, making Fatty Sun jump.

Why was Director Yuan here so quickly? He had just sent him a message.

Zhao Xiong and the others instantly stood at attention, their throats clenching, not daring to make a sound.

“Is this Qi Chuan?” Yuan Chenyang walked in, frowning at the corpse on the ground, his gaze passing over Fatty Sun and landing on Su Chen, and he sighed, “Go back, I’ll take care of it.”

Su Chen was quite surprised, thinking Old Yuan would ask him for an explanation or something.

“Teacher, over there.” Su Chen pointed to the place covered by the Shadow-Hiding Clothes.

Yuan Chenyang’s eyes shifted slightly. He walked over and lifted a corner of the Shadow-Hiding Clothes. With just a fleeting glance, his pupils suddenly contracted.

This is… a mysterious artifact!

(End of this chapter)