My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 31

Chapter 31: He’s Yuan Chenyang’s student?

The crimson battle tanks around had stopped, and fully armed exploration guards disembarked one after another, silently spreading to every corner of the camp, their entire bodies covered in crimson individual combat armor.

“Tsk, Department Head Zhou’s reputation precedes him,” Yuan Chenyang said beside him, his tone strangely ambiguous.

“Ahem…” Zhou Xian coughed twice, glancing at the expressionless Zhang Hongbo.

Hu Xiang finally reacted and quickly turned to Zhang Hongbo, respectfully asking, “City Lord, why have you come?”

Zhang Hongbo’s tone was flat. “I received news that the garrison in the A2 Zone lost contact. I was worried you might be in danger.”

“Garrison lost contact!” Hu Xiang’s heart jolted, and he suddenly understood, “No wonder we were attacked twice in a row.”

“You handled it well…” Zhang Hongbo looked at the pile of corpses in the distance, a slight surprise in his eyes.

“An Green-Scaled Lion Pack? The leader must be a second-tier mutant. Not only did you repel them, but you also inflicted such heavy casualties. Captain Hu, you’re quite formidable.”

Others couldn’t help but look at the piled corpses on one side of the camp. Yuan Chenyang’s and Zhou Xian’s expressions changed, showing concern.

Hu Xiang’s heart stirred, and he smiled bitterly. “City Lord has sharp eyes. The leader was indeed a second-tier mutant. But these corpses, thanks to the students from Southwind Academy, especially…”

“No need to be so modest.” Zhang Hongbo waved his hand, interrupting him, not taking it to heart. He knew full well the quality of those students.

Hu Xiang was anxious. He wanted to make Zhang Hongbo curious about what happened, then he could bring up Su Chen. This way, Zhou Xian wouldn’t be able to make things difficult for him later.

But who knew that the City Lord didn’t seem interested in the details.

“What were the casualties?” Yuan Chenyang couldn’t help but ask.

Hu Xiang said helplessly, “Twelve light injuries, seven serious injuries… one death.”

“Alas…” Zhang Hongbo sighed. “Do a good job of comforting the families. They are all heroes of the patrol team.”

“The deceased is not a patrol team member.” Hu Xiang lowered his head, his throat bobbing.

“Not a patrol Team member, but a student?” Zhang Hongbo’s eyes sharpened, but then he shook his head and sighed, “You can’t be blamed. The garrison losing contact was something no one expected.”

“Who was the student who died? I will personally go to comfort the family,” he asked.

Hu Xiang then slowly looked up, his gaze passing over Zhang Hongbo.

Zhou Xian saw the other party’s gaze fall upon him, and his heart skipped a beat, immediately a bad premonition arose.

“It’s, Zhou Zong…” Hu Xiang uttered the name with difficulty.

“What!?” Zhou Xian’s pupils constricted, brilliant lightning erupted from his body, and a thunderous roar echoed above the camp, illuminating his distorted face.

“What did you say!?” He stared fiercely at Hu Xiang, his roar like a clap of thunder, “My son was almost a professional, not an ordinary person. So many who are inferior to him didn’t die, yet he died alone.”

“Hu Xiang, are you doing this on purpose!?”

As his voice fell, the sky suddenly brightened, and a streak of lightning, like a divine arrow, tore through the mist and struck at the other party.

“Stop!”

Zhang Hongbo appeared beside Hu Xiang, and with just a raised hand, the lightning vanished into his grasp without a trace.

“City Lord!” Zhou Xian roared, his hair flying, like a frenzied old lion, electric arcs sparking in his eyes.

“I said, stop!” Zhang Hongbo’s eyes were completely unfazed.

In the end, reason suppressed Zhou Xian. The surrounding electric arcs gradually receded, and he gasped for breath like an old ox, his pupils bloodshot.

When he calmed down, Zhang Hongbo’s tone softened, “There will be an explanation for this matter, but if you kill Hu Xiang, how will he explain it?”

Rustling sounds came from all around. People came out of the tents one after another. The commotion just now had woken up many people, and some hadn’t even been asleep.

“Head, Headmaster!?”

Some students burst into tears on the spot, as if they had found a reliable backing.

“It’s alright now.” Zhang Hongbo gently soothed them, and the low sobs merged into a single sound.

Zhou Xian’s voice was hoarse. “Where is my son’s body?”

Hu Xiang sighed even more and pointed to a distant tent.

Zhang Hongbo nodded secretly. Hu Xiang had done well in this regard, even arranging a separate tent for the body.

Zhou Xian walked in with a sorrowful expression.

In a flash, he rushed out again, his face trembling, staring fiercely at Hu Xiang, his eyes wide with anger, gritting his teeth: “Whose, whose tent is this!”

In his eyes, however, there was a deeply hidden panic. There were many daily necessities inside, clearly not a tent specifically for bodies.

Zhang Hongbo looked at Hu Xiang, his eye twitching slightly.

The students who had already come out looked at each other, their eyes communicating.

“Mine.” A clear voice sounded, and Zhou Xian’s gaze instantly locked onto the source.

“It’s you!!” Zhou Xian roared with rage.

Su Chen’s heart stirred slightly. This guy actually knows me? Even if there was a minor conflict with his son, someone of his standing wouldn’t necessarily pay attention, right?

Yuan Chenyang raised an eyebrow. It’s this young fellow. I still have some impression of him.

He couldn’t figure out the situation now and didn’t open his mouth rashly. It was already strange that the corpse was found in this young fellow’s tent.

Alas, if this is his tent, then whose tent did he come out of?

Wait!

Yuan Chenyang’s eyes popped out as he saw Bai Fengxi, who followed Su Chen out of the tent.

“Little Bai!?” He widened his eyes, and his gaze towards Su Chen became unfriendly.

“Teacher!”

However, before Yuan Chenyang’s thoughts could settle, he saw the young man look at him with a serious expression.

Teacher? Who? Who is his teacher?

Yuan Chenyang looked around and realized he was the only one left.

Is this kid trying to divert trouble?

Yuan Chenyang was too seasoned. He instantly realized the kid’s intentions, and his slight goodwill towards him vanished.

He sneered inwardly, “You can fool Little Bai, but you can’t fool me.”

“He’s your man!?” Facing Zhou Xian’s suppressed anger and Zhang Hongbo’s suspicious gaze.

The words Yuan Chenyang wanted to scold were stuck in his throat, because the young man in front of him took out a thin, glowing “iron plate” with countless symbols flowing on it, held it in front of him, and said in a deep voice, “I have not failed in my trust!”

Zhang Hongbo’s eyes became profound, and Zhou Xian’s body stiffened.

“Holy Word Stone!” Yuan Chenyang’s face changed drastically, staring intently at the object in the other’s hand.

That was the item stolen from Southwind Academy, something that couldn’t be found even after carving the thief into pieces—the Holy Word Stone!

“By your command, I secretly investigated among the patrol team, and I finally found this item, fulfilling my task.”

This thing is called the Holy Word Stone? It doesn’t look like a stone at all, Su Chen muttered to himself. His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

Hu Xiang blinked, bewildered. Does that Qi Chuan know about this?

The other students were dizzy. Su Chen was also Yuan Chenyang’s student? No wonder, no wonder…

The words “Who is your teacher” were stuck in Yuan Chenyang’s throat, unable to be said.

The importance of this item to him was self-evident. With this, there would be an explanation for Ying Feng.

And what Su Chen said was very clever. This way, he wasn’t tricked by a thief, but rather a prudent and prescient person who had long sensed the anomaly and then laid out a grand plan.

The price was to bear Zhou Xian’s anger.

He looked at the guy in front of him, then past him, at Bai Fengxi behind him. The latter nodded subtly.

“Good kid.” Yuan Chenyang suddenly burst into laughter, walked over, and squeezed Su Chen’s shoulder hard, saying heavily, “As expected…my student!”

Su Chen’s mouth twitched, his bones feeling like they were about to crack.

This kid’s body… is quite impressive. Is he already a professional? Yuan Chenyang was quite surprised.

“Not bad, Chenyang. You’ve laid out a plan from a thousand miles away. As expected, you’re the head of the Inspection Department of our Southwind City.” Zhang Hongbo’s gaze retracted from the Holy Word Stone and he praised.

“What does that have to do with my son’s body being in your tent!” Zhou Xian said coldly, but everyone noticed that his anger seemed to have diminished considerably.

“Because this item was found on Zhou Zong,” Su Chen’s voice was not loud, but it was like a clap of thunder.

Yuan Chenyang, who was examining the authenticity of the item, suddenly looked up, staring at Su Chen, his sharp eyes almost piercing through him. “You can’t just make such accusations.”

(End of chapter)