My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 100

Chapter 100: 50% Ability Fusion!

“Drop me off ahead…” Su Chen suddenly said.

The driver naturally had no objections, leaving the lane and gradually landing on the roadside. Although night had fallen, the streetlights were bright and there were many pedestrians.

Su Chen waited for a long time on the side of the road, and his eyes finally lit up. He quickly rushed to the silver-haired old lady not far away, enthusiastically calling out, “Grandma…”

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the white-haired, spry old lady, Su Chen supported her and slowly walked across the road…

“Young man… I… I haven’t reached the point where I need help.” It wasn’t until she reached the other side of the road that she reacted, her old face flushing slightly. She broke free from Su Chen’s hand and jumped two meters high, demonstrating her good health.

Su Chen’s heart twitched as he watched. This old lady was clearly also a professional, and not a special one, but a ranked professional, the kind that could directly enhance her own qualities.

Pedestrians on the street glanced over, seemingly observing if there was any excitement to watch.

“As expected, it doesn’t count…” Su Chen sent off the resentful old lady and opened his panel. There was no movement in the Saint job requirements, which was not unexpected.

The old lady hadn’t expressed a need for help, so even if he “forced help,” it wouldn’t work.

“This requirement is quite idealistic… I wonder who is supervising it.” Su Chen sighed helplessly, thinking of other methods. “The simplest way is to find a hundred poor people and start a huge charity operation.”

“However, on this matter, I still need help from others.” Su Chen shook his head again. He was almost out of potions himself, let alone giving money to others.

Moreover, he couldn’t grasp the extent of this “help.”

For example, for the poor, the concept of “lacking money” is very deep. A thousand gold is help, ten thousand gold is help, and a hundred thousand gold is also help.

This kind of demand is a bottomless pit, impossible to fill.

“…It’s best to be in a place where there is a dense flow of people and a certain small need for help arises…”

“Hospital… ugh… most of that place is for saving people, treating diseases… even more of a pit than giving away money…”

Su Chen’s eyes lost focus. He sidestepped a couple walking towards him, and his eyes finally lit up, looking up at the steel tracks shuttling between tall buildings.

Ying Feng’s rail trains operate 24 hours a day to meet demand.

But at this time, the flow of people was not dense.

“Let’s see during the day…” Su Chen put away his thoughts and hailed another hovercar.

“No wonder everyone says talent is only one aspect…” Su Chen looked at the crowds around him and couldn’t help but sigh, “The requirements for [Saint] are just a threshold for talent.”

Back at the hotel, Su Chen exercised as usual until late at night before resting for a while.

The next morning around six or seven, as the morning light was dim, Su Chen left the hotel and headed to the nearest rail train station.

This was the busiest time for people movement, with working commuters almost filling the entire station.

Su Chen couldn’t help but go with the flow, queuing for more than ten minutes before finally squeezing onto the train.

Looking at the dense crowd of people in the carriage, Su Chen immediately searched for a target.

Soon, he found one: a woman with a bulging belly, seemingly five or six months pregnant, wearing loose-fitting clothes. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and she carefully protected her belly in the crowded train.

Although it was packed, the people around her still tried their best to avoid bumping into her.

The pregnant woman frequently looked at the seats on both sides, but the people in the seats either closed their eyes in a doze or played with their terminals.

Su Chen’s heart stirred, but he suddenly realized his mistake. “Damn it, I don’t even have a seat myself, how can I offer one?”

“Sigh…” Su Chen sighed, his gaze falling on the seats on both sides. He scanned them, finally locking onto a sturdy-looking young man.

He quietly moved closer, his eyes narrowing slightly, and his psychic fluctuations spread out. The young man’s face immediately became dazed.

“He’s actually a professional, probably a support class, with low mental resilience…” Su Chen was quite surprised.

Psionic power surged out, enveloping his limbs, causing him to slowly stand up. His actions immediately attracted the attention of those nearby.

But Su Chen, quick as a flash, sat down safely through the gap, drawing a series of “what a pity” glances.

The pregnant woman’s originally hopeful eyes gradually dimmed.

“Here, big sister, you can have this seat.” Su Chen, however, suddenly stood up and looked at the pregnant woman.

She looked stunned, then gratitude filled her face. She maneuvered her body over, sat in Su Chen’s seat, and let out a long sigh of relief, “Thank you.”

“Sure enough…” Su Chen glanced at the panel, which showed “Help Target +1.”

“The need for a seat is small and specific… it can be easily fulfilled.” Su Chen nodded to himself.

Just then, the young man recovered from the mental interference, looking stunned as he saw his seat occupied. He looked left and right, then scratched his head.

Although he didn’t know what had happened, the person who took his seat was a pregnant woman, so he couldn’t argue.

“Did I unconsciously do a good deed just now?” The young man muttered to himself, secretly complaining that he would have to stand for over an hour.

Su Chen squeezed out of the crowd, with a layer of psionic power attached to his body, like a fish swimming, the surrounding crowd naturally squeezed to both sides.

He looked for the next target to help.

In the carriage, there were clearly many such targets.

Until the morning rush hour ended, it was almost nine o’clock. The number of people in the carriage gradually decreased, and Su Chen felt parched. He glanced at the panel.

The cumulative number of people helped had reached six. He had carefully selected nearly thirty targets this morning, all of whom were old, weak, sick, or disabled, but only a fifth of them met the requirements.

“Some people didn’t even think about needing a seat. Even if they looked like they needed one, it didn’t really matter if they sat or not.” Su Chen sighed helplessly, “In this situation… it’s impossible to tell.”

“But the efficiency isn’t low either. Including the evening rush hour, there must be ten targets a day. Before the Tribunal assessment, the requirements will definitely be met.”

Compared to the outrageous requirements he initially had, Su Chen was already very satisfied, but then his eyes turned cold, “But… who sent that guy?”

Through the reflection on the glass curtain wall on one side of the carriage, Su Chen locked onto a seemingly unremarkable guy still some distance away from him.

During the process of selecting targets, Su Chen had to constantly change carriages, and this guy had been following him the entire time.

“I just arrived in Ying Feng, I shouldn’t have offended anyone…” Su Chen couldn’t help but think of last night’s banquet, his brows furrowing slightly. “That shouldn’t count as offending someone, right?”

Ying Feng’s laws were stricter, and its technology far surpassed that of Nanfeng.

He currently didn’t know much about it and wasn’t sure about the limits of surveillance. Moreover, he didn’t have an official identity yet, so taking action rashly would definitely be bad.

“Let’s see first…”

There was still a long way to go until the evening rush hour, so Su Chen returned to his hotel first, exercised until about four or five in the afternoon, and then went out.

However, as soon as he got off the elevator, he ran into an acquaintance who had come to find him.

“Senior Brother Bu?” Su Chen said with some surprise.

“Didn’t see the message?” Bu Siqi raised an eyebrow. “I sent you a message this afternoon.”

“I set it to do not disturb…” Su Chen explained, “When I’m exercising, I’m not used to interruptions.”

“Oh.” Bu Siqi didn’t mind. He raised his right hand, showing Su Chen a black metal box. “What you wanted is here.”

Su Chen invited Bu Siqi into his room.

This Senior Brother clearly didn’t treat himself as an outsider. Before Su Chen could even speak, he sat down on the sofa, throwing the metal box aside, and said casually:

“Oh, by the way, I got news about the Mist Nightmare Pearl you asked me to find. The curiosity shop has one, but it’s not cheap, 100,000 gold a piece, but I was a step too late and someone bought it.”

“That expensive?” Su Chen was surprised, thinking of the one Chu Yunze gave him yesterday.

He wondered if Hu Xiang had accumulated that much money. Probably close enough, Pan Yu’s net worth was over one hundred thousand.

“It’s decent,” Bu Siqi said, “This thing only comes from a Mist Nightmare about to advance to Tier 3. If its effects weren’t so limited, it would be even more expensive.”

“I’ll reserve the next one that appears for you.”

“No need, Senior Brother.” Su Chen shook his head. “You don’t need to worry about this for now.”

“No need?” Bu Siqi couldn’t help but look at him.

Su Chen thought for a moment and then told him about the banquet last night.

“Chu Xuan, Chu Yunze, Pang Xingwen… Meng Qi…” Bu Siqi also seemed surprised, exclaiming, “There’s actually such a thing? Attracting followers before even entering the Tribunal? This Chu Xuan is amazing.”

“And I always feel that this Pang Xingwen secretly holds some animosity towards me,” Su Chen added.

“That’s not surprising.” Bu Siqi composed himself and explained, “The Pang family is a local power in Ying Feng; a former Chief Justice came from their family. Pang Xingwen’s father, Pang Hui, is Wei Yinshuo’s student and also Zhou Xian’s teacher. Every month, Liuli Blood from Nanfeng is sent to their home.”

“No wonder…” Su Chen suddenly understood.

Even if Zhou Xian had colluded with a Heretic God and deserved his death, the benefits were ultimately reduced. For the other party, it was a tangible loss.

Bu Siqi then said, “But you don’t have to worry. That small loss isn’t enough for them to do anything to you.”

Seeing him getting up to leave, Su Chen stopped him again and whispered, “Senior Brother, someone followed me today.”

In an instant, the somewhat lackadaisical look in Bu Siqi’s eyes shone with a cold light. “Who?”

At that moment, Su Chen actually felt a faint sense of Old Xia from the other party.

Su Chen shook his head and said, “I don’t know, but he’ll probably follow me again when I go out later.”

“I understand.” Bu Siqi’s voice was cold. “You don’t need to worry about this matter, just do what you need to do, I’ll handle it.”

“I’ll go out first, you wait a moment before going out.”

Su Chen nodded, saw Bu Siqi off, and then opened the metal box he had brought. White cold air escaped, and inside were the potions he needed.

After a brief inventory, Su Chen was surprised: “Fifteen tubes of each, which is double what Senior Brother Bu initially estimated. It should last until the assessment, more or less.”

“How generous…” Su Chen flipped through the accompanying E-grade Meditation Method—[Blaze Meditation Method]. This method uses fire as a引, visualizing the crimson flame burning in the mental body, constantly refining it.

After putting all these items into his storage space, Su Chen left the room and headed to the nearest rail train station, following his intended plan.

This time, the person who had been following him was gone.

…

Ying Feng has no distinction between inner and outer cities. Factories, breeding grounds, manufacturing plants, and even some large research institutes affiliated with Ying Feng are not located in the city itself, but are scattered around.

This is because Ying Feng’s own military strength is sufficient to oversee these outlying areas.

Under the cover of night, Bu Siqi drove a small spaceship, and relying on his identity as a member of the Tribunal, he left the city and flew south, stopping in a nearby mountain valley. There was a military outpost here, but it appeared to have been abandoned for a long time.

After the spaceship came to a stop, Bu Siqi opened the storage compartment, pulled out a sack, and walked directly into the deepest room of the fortress.

“Teacher…” he said respectfully, bowing his head.

Xia Hanshi stood before an easel, covered with coordinates and photographs.

“Hmm…” Xia Hanshi said casually, “Who’s in your hand?”

“It’s someone from the Pang family, keeping an eye on Little Junior Brother,” he explained.

“Pang Family?” Xia Hanshi turned abruptly, his tone cold, “Are they also colluding with the Mysterious God Cult? For the sake of a Zhou Xian, they want Su Chen’s life?”

“Not so…” Bu Siqi broke into a cold sweat and quickly explained, “This seems to be that junior named Pang Xingwen’s own initiative.”

“Last night…” He briefly described the situation and made a guess, “I estimate that Little Junior Brother’s rejection displeased some people in that group, so they wanted to play some minor tricks.”

“As for harming Little Junior Brother, they don’t have the guts.”

“No guts?” Xia Hanshi sneered, “Many things don’t start with courage. When I’m not in Ying Feng, many people’s courage grows.

“In a while, they might get even bolder and take his head to the Pang family.”

“Yes.” Bu Siqi forced a bitter smile and changed the subject, “What have you found out this time?”

Xia Hanshi’s expression sobered, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes: “Something big is about to happen.”

Bu Siqi’s body trembled as he listened intently to Xia Hanshi’s narration.

“The Holy Word Stone of Nanfeng, the Space Crystal of Yunlan, the Silver Star Water of Qinghu, the Nano Spirit Embryo of Baiyue…”

Xia Hanshi whispered, “I didn’t know until I investigated that the Heretic God Cult’s activities have been very frequent in the past six months, and there are multiple Heretic Gods cooperating.”

“Cooperation?” Bu Siqi’s throat rolled, and he exclaimed, “They can cooperate too?”

Xia Hanshi’s expression changed: “Indeed, I don’t know what they’re going to do, but it must be something big.”

“Should we report it to the Tribunal…” Bu Siqi couldn’t help but say.

Xia Hanshi squinted his eyes, “The first thing that was lost was the Silver Star Water of Qinghu, which happened a year and a half ago. The Ying Feng Tribunal was completely unaware of it. There’s something going on here.”

“Are you saying there’s an internal spy in the Tribunal?” Bu Siqi trembled at this thought.

Xia Hanshi didn’t explain, just waved his hand, “Alright, go back. Don’t tell anyone I’m back.”

Bu Siqi walked away, his mind in a turmoil.

…

As mid-June approached, the Tribunal assessment drew nearer, and Su Chen could feel the change in atmosphere. Even on the rail train, he could hear people discussing it.

He always maintained his own rhythm, traversing the rail trains during the day to select targets for help, and exercising at night.

That night, in the gravity training room, silver-white special metal plates covered the walls.

Su Chen, with his eyes tightly shut and brows furrowed, had electricity flickering across his skin, crackling and buzzing. His body was hot, and his movements grew faster and more expansive. The electric arcs surging around him became increasingly intense.

Until a certain moment, a change originated from his chest; his skin turned indigo, and the intense, scorching pain made Su Chen feel as if he was melting.

The indigo skin spread from his chest to his limbs, until he was completely an indigo color.

At the same time, wind and thunder gathered, automatically forming a phantom armor on his body, which then slowly moved towards his body, seemingly wanting to fuse with it.

This time, not only was there intense pain, but also a tingling sensation that permeated his bones.

“Hiss-ah…”

Su Chen’s pupils were bloodshot. He even wished he could tear off his own skin. This pain and numbness almost made him faint.

[Wind Lightning Envoy development reached 50%, acquired ability – Wind Lightning Tough Skin.]

[Wind Lightning Tough Skin and Wind Lightning Barrier have similar affinities, ability fusion enhanced, acquired ability – Thunderstorm Wind Armor: Forms solid armor with highly compressed wind and thunder elements.]

Fortunately, this time the duration was not long, and the changes in his body gradually faded.

Su Chen almost collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, took a swig of highly compressed nutrient solution, and waited for a moment before recovering.

The development progress reaching 50% and gaining new professional abilities was within Su Chen’s expectations, but the subsequent fusion enhancement was unexpected.

“Ability fusion doesn’t appear frequently in the information I’ve learned…” Su Chen pondered.

Every profession has its own characteristics, but as one’s profession continuously advances, there will always be times when the abilities produced overlap.

For example, [Wind Lightning Barrier] and [Wind Lightning Tough Skin] are both defensive, but they are equivalent to two different paths. One forms a defensive barrier outside the body, while the other strengthens the body itself.

It’s not to say it’s superfluous; after all, it adds another layer of defense. But to say how much the intensity increases is a stretch, as it’s decentralized.

Ability fusion is a special phenomenon that occurs when a living body evolves towards a better direction.

Two abilities with similar affinities, after fusion, become stronger and more streamlined, not simply one plus one equals two.

But how to trigger professional fusion is what all professionals are pursuing.

“Coincidence, or inevitable?” Su Chen speculated, electric arcs bursting from his body’s surface. Wind and thunder elements intertwined, feather-like wind blades and electric arcs interwove into flowing light patterns, quickly forming a close-fitting armor on his skin.

A clap of his hand produced the sound of metal clashing.

“The defensive power is indeed excellent, strengthened two to three times…” Su Chen estimated roughly.

Immediately after, he took out the Azure Scale Mail from his storage space, attached it to his body, and then applied the Thunder Armor ability to it.

Crackling!

Electric arcs shot out, each scale seemingly injected with liquid stardust. The azure gradually became tinged with a fiery indigo blue, growing increasingly dazzling.

Bang! Bang!

Su Chen pounded his chest, producing dull thuds, “Tsk, with this level of defense, given Zhou Xian’s attack power back then, even ordinary attacks would struggle to break through.”

The advantages of this enhancement were obvious.

He rested for a bit, but instead of continuing his physical training, he left the gravity training room and sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing the [Blaze Meditation Method].

The [Void Star Meditation Technique] had reached the master level a few days ago, granting him an ability called [Starlight], which increased mental resilience.

After stacking various abilities, his current mental resilience had probably reached Tier 3 standards.

Not long after, his mental power began to boil. The curtains, sheets, and even tables and chairs started to tremble.

His mental天赋 was ultimately stronger. When he was on the spaceship, without the aid of a gravity room, the development progress of the Mystic Seer gradually increased.

After this period of hard work, it also reached 50%.

The mental changes were different from the physical changes. Su Chen only felt an unprecedented exhilaration. His boiling mental power passed through his skull and roamed around. From a distance, his body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of frosted glass.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, extremely bright, and his mental power instantly retracted—

[Mystic Seer developed to 50%, gained ability–Mental Hypnosis.]

[Mental Hypnosis has a similar affinity to Mental Interference, ability fusion enhanced, gained ability–Mental Control: Can directly control living beings with insufficient mental resilience.]

“Whew…” Su Chen exhaled, calming the boiling mental fluctuations, and looked at the words on the panel.

“So, for me, this ability fusion is inevitable… Why? Is it because all of my professions were chosen based on the most standard requirements, so perfect that they cannot be surpassed?”

He rubbed his temples, which were throbbing faintly, and couldn’t help but think.

[Wind Lightning Envoy: 50%]

[Mystic Seer: 50%]

[E-grade Lightning Forging Body Method – Proficient: 65%]

[E-grade Blaze Meditation Method – Proficient: 20%]

“All already developed to 50%…” Su Chen clenched his fists. “The potions are almost used up, and in the latter half of development, new potions will be needed.”

“However, there are still five days until the assessment, so there’s no need to waste energy on this. After entering the Tribunal, there will be supplies.”

He glanced at the Saint’s job requirements again; 86 people had been helped.

“There’s definitely enough time,” Su Chen thought. “But I still have to see if Old Xia can make it back then.”

“If Old Xia doesn’t come back, showing it rashly might not be a good thing. Fortunately… even if the requirements are met, I can still choose whether to take the job or not.”

The transformation of his body made him somewhat tired. He glanced at the time, which was already ten o’clock at night. After a quick wash, he fell into a deep sleep.

He woke up leisurely at noon the next day, feeling refreshed and with his body’s fatigue completely gone.

“My biological clock is actually out of whack. It seems like I was really tired yesterday…” Su Chen stretched, his body crackling. Missing the morning rush hour made him a little regretful.

But there was plenty of time anyway, so he didn’t care much.

“These days, I’ve been busy and happy helping others, but I haven’t been to the translation office…” He hesitated. The translation office was a treasure trove of professions, and might even involve Morning Star-tier professions. He definitely wanted to get in.

“But now that I don’t have the Holy Word Stone as an excuse, and relying solely on my identity as Old Xia’s student, even if I went, Professor Sang probably wouldn’t have much to say to me.”

“It might even annoy people. Let’s wait. The assessment is in a few days. After entering the Tribunal and getting an official position, then I’ll go.”

Su Chen made a decision, went to the hotel cafeteria for a delicious meal, and after eating his fill, returned to continue exercising until the evening rush hour, when he went out again.

Four days passed by in a flash.

That night, just past midnight, Du Yu and Zhang Hengyu arrived together.

“Brother Su, what time is it? Still exercising? The Tribunal assessment starts today!”

Du Yu said, seeing Su Chen open the door shirtless.

Su Chen let the two in and went to wash up himself. “I’m keeping track of the time. It’ll take about four or five hours to get from here to the Tribunal. It doesn’t start until nine in the morning, so leaving at two or three isn’t too late.”

“You’re really leisurely, old man.” Du Yu couldn’t help but point at Zhang Hengyu. “This guy next to me hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in days. Yesterday afternoon, he egged me on to come find you.”

Zhang Hengyu’s face was tense, clearly nervous.

(End of this chapter)