My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 87
byUnder normal circumstances, even for a deputy director, it would be difficult for someone who has never been to Yingfeng to hold the position. Sun Tai lacked more than just merit.
This involved Yingfeng’s core principle of governing subordinate cities, but since it was the “Chief Justice’s” intention, exceptions could always be made.
Yuan Chenyang’s expression softened. People who repay kindness always gain the goodwill of others. He sighed:
“In any case, as Old Xia’s student, you have an inherent advantage in participating in the Tribunal’s assessment. Perhaps you’ll have a chance to aim for that core seed position.”
“The core seed is the reserve for the Chief Justice.” At this point, Yuan Chenyang couldn’t help but shake his head. “Unfortunately, with the promotion of the Qiongguang system twenty years ago, cities have become more stable, and more talents have emerged.”
“Otherwise, twenty years ago, a dual Crimson Gold would definitely have been one of the core seeds.”
Qiongguang, was that great sun system only promoted twenty years ago? Su Chen was surprised.
“It’s all the same,” Su Chen said calmly.
“Haha, that’s not the same…” Yuan Chenyang couldn’t help but laugh. “But it’s good that you have this mindset.”
He then restrained his smile and whispered, “How did your talent become dual Crimson Gold?”
Yuan Chenyang had personally tested his talent before, so he naturally had this question. Su Chen had already prepared his answer: “It’s through [The Wise] and [Scholar]. My forced occupation of these two professions brought a slight increase.”
“It’s these two professions?” Yuan Chenyang was slightly surprised, and sighed even more: “Professions that can increase talent are extremely rare. You’re very lucky.”
“However, while scholars are indeed found in Nanfeng, what about this Wise one?”
“The Wise came from Zhang Hengyu. Zhang Hongbo used me as bait before, and he seemed to feel guilty about it,” Su Chen explained.
“Zhang Hengyu…” Yuan Chenyang grinned. “He’s truly different from his father. I wonder if he’s really Old Zhang’s son.”
Su Chen chuckled. After chatting with his long-unseen teacher and confirming that there were no hard feelings, he felt relieved.
Not long after, the news of Zhang Hongbo’s resignation gradually spread.
Zhang Hongbo had controlled Nancheng for more than ten years and held multiple positions. His prestige had long been deeply ingrained in people’s hearts, not to mention his frequent appearances at Southwind Academy.
Graduates were spread throughout various industries in Nanfeng City, and his roots were deeply embedded.
Many high-ranking officials in various departments were shocked to hear this news, and an uncontrollable sense of fear arose within them.
Moreover, there was also the Exploration Department, which was the most elite group of people in Nanfeng City and served as a direct military force. If handled improperly, it could lead to serious problems.
Replacing a general in battle was already a major taboo, especially at such a critical juncture. However, due to his brother’s involvement, Zhang Hongbo could not continue in his position.
At the same time, Yuan Chenyang didn’t truly believe that holding the City Lord’s seal would allow him to command everyone. He even retained Zhang Hongbo’s position as Head of Exploration to appease the people.
By the next day, more news gradually spread, and people learned that Yuan Chenyang had taken over the City Lord position. Many people breathed a sigh of relief.
It was good that it was one of their own. Many people knew about the arrival of the Yingfeng envoy, fearing a major purge from Yingfeng. Now, it seemed to be some kind of conflict.
By mid-afternoon, the high-ranking officials of various departments were summoned by Yuan Chenyang and held a long, confidential meeting until dusk, when they finally dispersed.
No one knew what these people discussed, but the somewhat turbulent situation quickly calmed down.
………
“Zhang Hongbo’s brother is involved with the Heretic God Cult?”
In the Research Department, Jiang He pulled out a chair for her father to sit down and listened to the discussion from today’s meeting. Her little face showed surprise, “A truly hidden danger right under his nose. Zhang Hongbo, so cunning, actually fell at the hands of his own people.”
“Yuan Chenyang is really lucky. If only you weren’t unfamiliar with those envoys, otherwise…”
Jiang He couldn’t help but feel a pity. The positions of City Lord and Minister were worlds apart.
To put it simply, the City Lord had the right to directly communicate with Yingfeng. No matter what other ministers did, they had to go through the City Lord.
“That Su Chen, he really hit the jackpot. A City Lord’s disciple, his future is limitless,” Jiang He couldn’t help but think. After Qi Chuan’s death, Jiang Rong had kept her constantly on the down low. Recently, she hadn’t even gone to school.
“You’re wrong.” Jiang Rong looked at her daughter and shook her head. “Yuan Chenyang was able to become City Lord thanks to Su Chen.”
“Thanks to… Su Chen?” Jiang He hesitated, failing to understand.
“I don’t know if your judgment is good or bad,” Jiang Rong sighed. “Su Chen has been taken in as a student by the Chief Justice who came this time. This is also why the other high-ranking officials retreated. They can’t fight against Yuan Chenyang.”
“A student of the… Chief Justice?” Jiang He’s eyes widened. “He… how… I… this…”
Her expression was dazed, and scenes from inside the room resurfaced in her mind. How long had it been?
“…However…” Jiang Rong ignored her dazed daughter and rubbed the armrest of the chair. “I feel that something big might happen. You’ll depart tomorrow morning, first to Yunlan, then follow the Trade General Team to Yingfeng. After becoming a Third-order Mystic Weaver, come back and inherit my position.”
“Did you hear me?”
Jiang Rong didn’t get a response, and her voice became a little louder.
“Okay, okay…” Jiang He responded subconsciously, touching her cheek, as if it was faintly stinging.
………
The outside commotion could no longer affect Su Chen, the Chief Justice’s esteemed disciple.
Coming out of the gravity room, Su Chen took a breath and picked up a tube of green potion from the table, drinking it down.
This was a highly concentrated Tier 2 nutrient solution made from mutant creature flesh and blood, enough to provide a Tier 2 Professional with several days of activity.
Before, he had to drink ordinary nutrient solutions, guzzling several bottles a day.
“Old Yuan seems reckless, but he’s also very capable…” Su Chen couldn’t help but think, the transition from Zhang Hongbo to Yuan Chenyang was very smooth, and there were no surprises so far.
Entering the washroom, water flowed down his athletic physique. Su Chen pondered, “That thing has finally stopped. It’s been in a fixed location for over half a day. The location seems to be in the slum. No matter what, this hidden danger must be eliminated.”
“I should go directly to Old Xia. He probably guessed it last time. Using someone else would make it seem like I don’t trust him, but… I still need to be a bit subtle.” After washing up, Su Chen sat at the desk again and personally wrote a letter.
He took the elevator to the top floor, then climbed the stairs to the rooftop and immediately saw the hunched old man standing at the edge.
“Teacher… when you have nothing to do, you just stand here?” Su Chen approached and asked with concern.
“Only with these myriad lights can I find some peace,” Xia Hanshi said indifferently, looking down at the lights below. “What do you want?”
“Teacher, last night, a letter was suddenly slipped through the crack in the door. I’m not sure what to make of it,” Su Chen handed over the letter.
“Oh?” Xia Hanshi became interested. Without him making any movement, the letter in Su Chen’s hand disappeared.
“Who could write such ugly characters?” Xia Hanshi said with a look of disdain.
Su Chen felt speechless, but Old Xia’s gaze swept across the lines, and his expression gradually became serious.
“…Discovered traces of heretic god activity near the Bureau of Vagrants Management, West City Sub-bureau, about two thousand meters east…”
Seeing the end, Xia Hanshi’s mouth twitched, “Signed—a person with a righteous heart.”
“Last time, it was also this righteous person who sent the message to that chubby guy, right?” Xia Hanshi said calmly.
“Probably,” Su Chen lowered his head.
“You say, should I believe him?” Xia Hanshi countered.
Su Chen hesitated: “He should be credible, I think.”
Xia Hanshi shot him an displeased glance, his brows deeply furrowed: “If he has a righteous heart, why hide?”
Su Chen sighed, “Perhaps there’s an unspoken difficulty. It’s merely a trip. What if, like last time, we make an unexpected discovery?”
“The coordinates are so precise, he shouldn’t be connected to the Heretic God, right?” Xia Hanshi looked into the distance. “I’m talking about more than just Black Tuluo…”
“I don’t think so,” Su Chen replied.
Writing this letter was not Su Chen’s trickery.
Even if they both knew the truth, there was still a layer of separation. As long as Xia Hanshi didn’t directly press him, he could feign ignorance.
And based on his initial understanding of Old Xia, he himself was half-frank about it, and it was still about killing Heretic God Cultists, so the other party probably wouldn’t dig deeper.
“Hehe…” Xia Hanshi was silent for a long time, then suddenly showed an ugly smile, and an crow-like laugh squeezed out of his throat.
“Old… Xia?”
Just then, Yang Yan hurried over. Seeing Xia Hanshi’s ugly smile, he felt a strange sensation.
The last time he saw Old Xia laugh… well, he hadn’t seen it much.
Is Su Chen really that favored by Old Xia?
“What is it?” Xia Hanshi’s face darkened again.
Yang Yan’s heart trembled, and he hurriedly said, “It’s like this. The other cities have replied and will send people over as soon as possible, but it will take a few more days.”
Old Xia did arrange for people to be transferred after all, since the person got away last time and still couldn’t be found.
“No need.” Xia Hanshi shook his head, the paper in his hand crumbling into dust. “Notify Yuan Chenyang, Zhang Hongbo, and Gu Bing to come with me.”
“Where are we going?” Yang Yan couldn’t help but ask, then suddenly realized, and quickly said, “I’ll go gather the men right away.”
“You must be careful.” What Su Chen actually wanted to say was, this time, they must give it their all. Don’t let someone escape again, or he really wouldn’t dare to directly target the opponent next time.
“Got it.” Xia Hanshi glanced at him. Last time, he wasn’t prepared, and who knew a Black Tuluo statue would suddenly appear.
But this time, he would give it his all!
………
“…Just one more day…”
In a remote area of the slum, extremely close to the city wall, a hazy mist even pervaded the air, and there were very few shanties of vagrants nearby.
The priest sat cross-legged on the ground, his face pale, with the Heituo Statue hovering behind him.
Only from the back could one see a large gash splitting his spine, from which the statue drew drops of black blood.
Below the statue, liquid-like black lines extended, disappearing directly into the ground.
“A small Nanfeng City has forced me to this point. When the Holy Lord descends, everyone will become food for his belly. Old Xia Hanshi, I will not let you off!”
The priest’s face contorted with malevolence, but then it turned to worry: “But the Holy Lord personally decreed to find a delicious soul, and there is still no clue as to its whereabouts.”
“What Zhou Xian said about Yuan Chenyang having little chance is probably true. If the ‘delicious soul’ has already left Nanfeng, I’m afraid I will also return to the Holy Lord’s embrace.”
“It doesn’t matter if I enter the Holy Lord’s embrace, but it would be my sin if the Holy Lord’s wish is not fulfilled. I hope he is still in Nanfeng City!”
“Priest!” A disheveled Zhou Xian rushed in, his face filled with irrepressible excitement, “Found him, found him!”
“I found that delicious soul!”
(End of Chapter)
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