My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 124

When Su Chen emerged from the basement, Gu Bing was still there, having just finished organizing the documents. Seeing him, she asked, “What’s wrong? Nothing bad happened, did it?”

Su Chen was still pondering how to report the matter. Reporting six core candidates at once by sending an anonymous letter would obviously make him look like an idiot, and it would probably end up in the trash before reaching the higher-ups.

Accusing someone directly carried a high risk, as he would inevitably be traced back.

Prolonged mental manipulation could only work on ordinary Tier 3 professionals, and such individuals had little say in the Tribunal. Even if controlled, they couldn’t speak much.

Hearing Gu Bing’s words, he shook his head and said, “Nothing.”

“Then I’ll be going.” Gu Bing had mostly finished organizing. Her visit this time was to report which people would be joining the faction next.

Before leaving, she set a time with Su Chen. Since they had pledged their allegiance, he had to meet them at some point.

After seeing Gu Bing off and closing the door, an idea suddenly struck Su Chen. “How did Zhou Xian report me back in Nanfeng?”

“He found an acquaintance of mine who was suspected of being captured and released by Heituo, making it seem like I was involved with the Heretic God Cult. Although Old Zhang had intentions against me, this method is better than an anonymous letter.”

“Meng Qi’s acquaintances… I can’t find any. I’ll have to find a Heituo Cultist to report them when the opportunity arises, since I’ll have to deal with them anyway.”

Su Chen thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone. He opened his smart bracelet again and, after careful consideration of his words, sent a message to Teng Liang.

His senior brother, the first student of Xia Hanshi, was originally a Deputy Director of the Disciplinary Department. Later, he risked his life and forcefully advanced to become an Ancient Spirit Giant.

He became an honorary director of the Disciplinary Department, holding a nominal title but still possessing the power of a deputy director.

It wasn’t until the next morning that he received a reply: a single character, “Okay.”

When Su Chen opened his door, a disciplinary squad was already standing outside, clad in heavy Judgment Guard armor, totaling fifteen individuals, silent and formidable.

The squad included three Tier 3 professionals, and the leader was a Tier 4 professional with a long, diagonal scar across his face.

“You can call me Wu Yang, sir,” he said solemnly. “Until new orders are issued, we are responsible for protecting your safety.”

This was what he had asked Teng Liang to do: assign an elite squad to protect him, primarily to take them out to eradicate Heituo Cultists.

“My senior brother is truly righteous. A Tier 4 professional, capable of serving as a deputy director.” Su Chen couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. After inquiring, he learned the details.

Although Wu Yang was a Tier 4 professional, he was only a Tier 4 low-level. He was nearly fifty years old, and his potential was basically exhausted. He held the honorary title of Deputy Director, which was different from someone like Zhao Gang.

“Thank you for your hard work…” Su Chen spoke briefly with them. Until further action, they would be stationed there, taking turns in three shifts to ensure security.

This was already the core area of the Tribunal, and having personnel stationed there for protection seemed somewhat conspicuous.

While Su Chen was chatting with them, many Judgment Guards passing by frequently glanced their way, wondering if something had happened.

“Su Chen…”

Suddenly, someone called him. Su Chen tilted his head and saw Chu Xuan approaching slowly from a distance, a kind smile on his face.

He’s fine?

Su Chen subconsciously thought, but immediately realized something was wrong. He turned and walked into the house, whispering, “Stop him outside.”

“Su Chen… Su Chen…” Chu Xuan saw him turn and leave, quickening his pace.

The passing Judgment Guards couldn’t help but feel disappointed. “I thought we’d see a scene of reconciliation.”

“You’ve watched too many TV shows. Su Chen was just set up yesterday, and today they’re reconciling?” Someone next to him shook his head.

After Su Chen and Chu Xuan fought yesterday, a rumor spread from who knows where, saying that Chu Xuan had been plotting for a long time, deliberately trying to catch Su Chen off guard.

Everything previously said about “arch-enemies” and “revenge” was deliberately fabricated, and it was spread convincingly.

“Stop.” Wu Yang stepped forward, blocking Chu Xuan. “Excuse me, Sir Su Chen is not seeing anyone at the moment.”

“I want to apologize to him in person. I was blinded by my obsession before,” Chu Xuan said sincerely.

But Wu Yang didn’t care and simply refused to let him in. Chu Xuan had no choice but to leave under the watchful eyes of everyone.

“This guy, who exactly is he…”

Su Chen watched Chu Xuan turn and leave the door, a shadow falling over his heart.

He absolutely couldn’t be in the same space as this guy alone, not to mention that strange entity might have set its sights on him.

What if this Chu Xuan died here, then he would be blamed for it, even if it wasn’t his fault, it would be disgusting enough.

“They probably won’t let Chu Xuan die so quickly.” Su Chen speculated. He had just gone out with Meng Qi yesterday, and then he died. Meng Qi would undoubtedly be the first suspect.

The best solution is to let him live for a few more days, and then die at a time when Meng Qi wouldn’t be suspected.

“I can’t let him disgust me. I need to show my face frequently these past few days to establish an alibi.”

That evening, Su Chen invited several factions contacted by Gu Zhengting to dinner at the Tribunal.

They had originally arranged a place outside, but due to Chu Xuan’s issue, Su Chen simply invited them to dine at the Tribunal. After all, it was just a meeting.

Under the night sky, a banquet was held in the villa. Representatives from several families gathered, expressing their deep concern for Su Chen and promising to do their best to meet his needs.

They enjoyed themselves until late at night when they finally left.

“Gu Zhengting’s choices of people were good; they didn’t ask me for any immediate commitments.” Su Chen rubbed his face, his head feeling muddled. “The wine Wang Yang brought must have been quite valuable; I’m already Tier 3, yet I can still feel drunk.”

Early the next morning, Su Chen had Zero prepare the same breakfast for the Judgment Guards standing guard outside.

“Hmm… these few areas have strong reactions, but it’s hard to pinpoint the exact location, which is a bit troublesome…” Su Chen looked at the virtual map before him, which showed three red circles.

The area seemed small, but on the ground, it was a vast region.

These were the locations he had roughly estimated last night using the abilities of the Heituo Cultist, and the central area had the strongest feeling.

“But it’s not a good time for me to go out now; I have to wait until Chu Xuan dies…” While Su Chen was deep in thought, he heard a commotion outside.

“He’s here again…” Su Chen walked to the window and saw Chu Xuan, shouting words like “apology,” being blocked by Wu Yang.

“This guy is determined to blame me.” Su Chen’s expression was grim. He had only been suspicious when he came yesterday, but with his return today, his intentions were clear.

Ming Lin walked over from a distance, looking strange as he circled around and entered through the back door.

“What’s wrong with this guy?” he asked as soon as he entered, “Was he really moved by your inspiring words?”

“Who knows, maybe he was beaten silly.” Su Chen shook his head, then changed his tone and said sincerely, “Thank you for your help.”

“Help?” Ming Lin was startled, then laughed, “You mean the recent rumors? It’s just a small matter. Wei Yu Fan actually dragged me into it, so of course, I have to make him lose face.”

“You’re quite ruthless too, bringing people to protect you inside the Tribunal. Isn’t that just rubbing salt in Wei Yu Fan’s wound?”

Many people believed that Su Chen deliberately arranged for protection to provoke Wei Yu Fan —

You old man are so powerful that I have to be careful even within the Tribunal.

“Regardless, you’ve helped me get some satisfaction. Today, we’ll drink until we drop.” Su Chen took out the bottles of wine Wang Yang had left last night. “Drinking?” Ming Lin looked surprised; it was the first time Su Chen had actively invited someone to drink.

He naturally didn’t refuse and immediately started drinking heartily.

It was still morning, and the two drank until night. Ming Lin, usually a gentle and refined person, whether genuinely drunk or pretending, sternly criticized the current state of infighting in Ying Feng.

He repeatedly wielded phrases like “If I were the Chief…” and finally subtly tried to probe Su Chen about his top-tier profession. Su Chen feigned ignorance to all questions.

Finally, Ming Lin looked a bit disheartened and said, “Wei Yu Fan, that old fox, is truly despicable. He’s leaked information that he’s about to advance to a Tier 5 profession.”

“Advancing to Tier 5?” Su Chen just drained his cup.

Ming Lin’s face was flushed as he nodded, saying, “This way, he’ll have the opportunity to refuse challenges for a short period, and the challenge arena can’t suppress Tier 5 professionals. Once he successfully advances, it means he temporarily breaks away from the challenge ranking system.”

“He’s deliberately trying to prevent you from getting the Chief’s Seed position.”

“However, he had originally planned to advance to a certain top-tier profession and had been preparing for two years. Now, making a rash advancement, he’ll probably only be able to choose a superior one.”

“There are really a lot of methods…” Su Chen didn’t pay much attention, just continued to clink glasses with Ming Lin.

The two drank heavily for several days straight. By the end, when Ming Lin came for the appointment, his face was green.

“No more drinking today, no more…” Ming Lin waved his hands repeatedly, not because he couldn’t drink, but because he was sick of it and didn’t know what Su Chen was trying to do.

“Alright…” Su Chen looked disappointed and poured himself a drink.

Ming Lin finally couldn’t hold back, “Junior Brother, if you have something to say, just say it. If I can help, I will; if not, there’s nothing I can do.”

Su Chen just said there was nothing to help with. Ming Lin couldn’t really just watch him drink alone, so he joined him again.

At noon, however, a piece of news came that surprised both of them.

“Meng Qi defeated Feng Ze? He became a core seed?” Zero’s sudden report of the news greatly surprised Ming Lin.

He opened his smart bracelet again and received a detailed report from his subordinates, his face growing increasingly astonished. “Meng Qi… he actually also took up the profession of Bloody Butcher.”

He sighed repeatedly, “The lure of a core seed position is truly high. I’ve met him a few times; he was always timid, but I didn’t expect him to have such courage.”

“Indeed…” Su Chen poured himself some wine, his eyes glinting. With Meng Qi becoming a core seed, Chu Xuan would likely die soon.

Su Chen didn’t know Chu Xuan’s current situation, but it shouldn’t last much longer. Even after several days of heavy drinking, he felt tired.

By mid-afternoon, another piece of news disrupted their drinking plans—

Chong Jingtian summoned the six current core candidates simultaneously.

“Ha, the Chief Justice has summoned us. We can’t drink anymore.” Ming Lin sprang up from the sofa, looking relieved. He was determined not to come tomorrow.

“What a pity…” Su Chen said sadly, but secretly thought that this summons included Meng Qi too, wondering if Chong Jingtian could spot anything amiss.

The two quickly cleaned up and left together. Ming Lin couldn’t help but wonder, “I wonder what the Chief wants to summon us for all of a sudden.”

“No idea, maybe he’s going to pass on his position,” Su Chen joked.

Ming Lin, surprisingly, asked seriously, “Then who do you think he’ll pass it to?”

Su Chen was speechless, and continued to ramble, “Anyone is fine, just not Wei Yu Fan.”

………

At the same time, in an open area within a core building of the Tribunal, a group of people gathered.

“How’s Old Pu doing these days?” Chong Jingtian looked at Sang Hanhai, who was meticulously inspecting each spatial crystal.

“My senior brother is still the same as ever. He’s been studying Divinely Inspired Translation, and I don’t get to see him even once in ten days or half a month.” Sang Hanhai continued his work, pinching out a somewhat dim spatial crystal. “Unstable energy, discard…”

A staff member standing by carefully took it and placed it in a small box.

“Divinely Inspired Translation…” Chong Jingtian seemed to recall something, sighing, “I hope he can find some results.”

“It’s still uncertain whether Divinely Inspired Translation even exists,” Sang Hanhai shook his head, then added, “The spatial crystals are ready, and you can create spatial rifts. But among the core candidates of the Tribunal, there doesn’t seem to be any Tier 2 Psionists, right?”

“A rash attempt could lead to problems. Don’t say I didn’t warn you first.”

“There won’t be any problem.” Chong Jingtian squeezed his hand, and a piece of metal material appeared in his palm. “Such a useful profession is worth a try.”

“You actually succeeded.” Sang Hanhai was surprised.

“The space is too small, only two or three cubic meters,” Chong Jingtian shook his head. “There are too many things to control, and the resonance time between the spatial crystal and the spatial rift is too difficult to manage.”

“Yes, indeed…” Sang Hanhai also deeply agreed, “After all, it’s a spatial type, and even an auxiliary profession like this is exceptionally difficult.”

Before long, Wei Yu Fan was the first to arrive.

“Chief…” he respectfully exclaimed, and Chong Jingtian gave a slight nod.

“Old Sang, you’re here too…” Wei Yu Fan then looked at Sang Hanhai.

“It’s you…” Sang Hanhai glanced at him and casually said, “You have your father’s demeanor.”

“My father also often speaks of you,” Wei Yu Fan said, trying to chat, but saw that Sang Hanhai had already turned to adjust his equipment.

His expression was awkward, and he could only fall silent.

……

“The Translation Department is here too.”

Outside, Ming Lin had already seen the hovercar with the Translation Department’s insignia on its exterior.

“Translator—A0823” He glanced at the license plate number, quite surprised. “It’s actually Old Sang’s car.”

“Sang Hanhai?” Su Chen looked over in surprise. This guy actually even remembers license plate numbers.

“It’s Old Sang…” Ming Lin emphasized, lowering his voice, “You must be respectful. If someone from the Translation Department hears you, there’ll be another argument.”

“He’s that powerful?” Su Chen looked strange.

“You don’t know?” Ming Lin was even more surprised. “Didn’t you used to run to the Translation Department all the time when you first joined the Tribunal?”

This was not a secret; anyone with a sharp mind could find out.

“Oh, I understand now,” Ming Lin suddenly realized, “You probably just thought of Old Sang as a professor.”

“Isn’t that right?” Su Chen asked back.

(End of Chapter)