My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 37

Although Yuan Chenyang was the head of the Supervision Department, Su Chen didn’t simply assume that it was his personal domain.

No matter how much backroom maneuvering there was, it was best to follow official procedures. Jiang He also had the title of honorary researcher in the Research Department.

After tidying up a bit, Su Chen left the house.

This was his first official activity in Southwind City. The weather was always the same, foggy, making it hard to feel cheerful.

Following the attendant’s reminder, he entered the open Floating Rail Platform entrance, standing at the edge of the slightly worn platform. The metal grating under his feet vibrated slightly, indicating the approach of some behemoth.

The slender silver metal contraption didn’t run on tracks but hovered about one person’s height above the ground, silently gliding along the tracks reserved between the city buildings.

Its body was covered in polished metallic plating, with several elegant blue energy patterns flowing along the vehicle.

It was noon, and the carriage wasn’t completely silent. The low, continuous hum of the engine was the background noise. Some people softly discussed today’s vegetable prices, while others complained about recent vagrant riots.

Beep—

Someone sent him a message. It was Hu Xiang, asking where he was, as there was no one at the academy.

“Bringing money?” Su Chen thought, and replied with three words: “Supervision Department.”

After a long time, Su Chen finally arrived at the “Supervision Department Station.” Few people disembarked here, and his presence attracted some attention.

The platform was suspended directly at the half-story height of this tall building, with fully armed supervisory patrols. Their base color was dark blue, covered with black metal armor, mainly on the shoulders, chest, and thighs.

As soon as he stepped off, several people came up to him. The team leader looked him over, “Who are you? What are you here for?”

“Reporting in.”

“Reporting in? A newcomer?” The team leader cast a suspicious look at Su Chen’s overly young face.

Seeing him nod, he took out something like a walkie-talkie. “Headquarters, are there any new recruits reporting today?”

“None today.” The static-laced reply came through, and the team leader’s eyes narrowed slightly.

But then he heard a voice in the channel: “Wait, but there should be a newcomer recently.”

Are they sick? Why only say half a sentence?

The team leader cursed inwardly, but his eyes changed slightly; he knew it wasn’t the operator’s fault.

New members usually reported at a fixed time, and the operator had probably checked, and there were none today.

However, in special cases, people could report at any time, and such individuals usually had connections.

Soon, another response came from the walkie-talkie, “The Internal Affairs Section has been notified. Section Chief Sun is on his way down.”

Fatty Sun coming to pick him up personally?

The team leader grumbled even more in his heart, a forced smile on his face: “Please wait a moment, sir…”

Soon, a bustling figure rushed out from the door, his plump body like a sphere, but his movements were brisk.

“Oh, it must be Little Brother Su Chen…” Before he even got close, a fawning smile plastered on his face, his features scrunching together, “You’re finally here.”

“Hello.” Su Chen responded reservedly.

“No need to be so polite, just call me Old Sun. Come with me…” He smiled brightly and led Su Chen into the building.

“Su Chen? Where did this second-generation rich kid come from, making Fatty Sun smile like a chrysanthemum?” The patrol guards muttered as they watched the two walk in.

“Who knows, he’s probably just here to gain experience.”

………

Section Chief Sun’s enthusiasm was a bit overwhelming for Su Chen. He meticulously introduced the entire layout of the building and arranged a private room for him.

“…Of course, you don’t have to live here, but if you have a sudden whim someday, you’ll need a place to stay, won’t you?”

“By the way, I’ve assigned you to Patrol Team Seventeen. The rotation patrol is only once every three days. Of course, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

“We’ll see then,” Su Chen waved his hand.

“Oh, dedicated and diligent, just like the Chief Supervisor, truly cut from the same mold.” He was deeply moved.

Su Chen admired him inwardly; his ability to change expressions was also quite good, but he was still far behind this Section Chief Sun. “By the way, you just said that the room arranged for me also has a Gravity Training Room?” Su Chen asked.

“That’s right,” Fatty Sun nodded. “Section Chief level宿舍, a training room is standard.”

“It has miraculous effects for physical training,” he added, his squinting eyes betraying a hint of surprise.

He had seen many second-generation individuals, but this one didn’t seem to be the type who indulged in pleasure.

“Then I can give it a try…” Su Chen was quite interested, and Fatty Sun, a master of reading expressions, immediately offered to take him to experience it.

However, as the two stepped out of the office, they saw a group of fully armed guards rushing down the stairs.

“What happened now?” Fatty Sun frowned slightly, and with a flick of the silver ring on his arm, a slightly blurred virtual page appeared, displaying rows of data.

“…It’s nothing major…” He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Su Chen beside him, his heart stirring. “Little Brother, would you like to experience an on-site situation?”

“Never mind,” Su Chen shook his head, his curiosity not that strong.

Fatty Sun was even more surprised. To be so patient, he didn’t seem like someone his age.

While pondering inside, he maintained his high enthusiasm and led Su Chen to his room.

It was bigger than Old Yuan’s house, with floor-to-ceiling windows, a private bathroom, and even a bathtub with massage functions.

The Gravity Training Room wasn’t big, only able to adjust to one times gravity.

“Little brother, can you handle it?” Fatty Sun asked worriedly from outside, only to find Su Chen’s face slightly red as he exhaled.

A professional? And so young.

He was surprised, but then he thought of Yuan Chenyang and felt relieved. To be taken as a student by the Chief Supervisor, he must not be simple himself.

Su Chen felt the omnipresent gravitational suppression. This uniform suppression had a multiplying effect on physical training.

He immediately fell in love with the place. As for Old Yuan’s villa, he would go back when he had time.

Coming out of the training room in a good mood, “Section Chief Sun, do we have Black Flame Potion supplies here? And Revitalization Potion.”

“Supp, supplies?” Fatty Sun’s forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and he said with difficulty: “Black Flame Potion is quite expensive. As for Blood-activating Potion, I can certainly find a way to get quite a bit for you each week.”

He said helplessly, “The Finance Department… is City Lord Zhang’s people, so it’s not good to go too far.”

“As for the Revitalization Potion, 95% of our professions here are physical—”

“Understood,” Su Chen nodded, “Let’s start with invigorating blood.”

Although the effect was greatly reduced, having something was better than nothing.

Old Sun was relieved, saying he wanted to host a welcome dinner for him that night. Su Chen naturally declined, and after a bit of back and forth, the other party reluctantly left.

As soon as he closed the door, however, the other party returned, his expression strange: “Someone is looking for you downstairs, and they are from the City Patrol Team.”

“Hu Xiang?” Su Chen immediately asked.

“It’s him.” Fatty Sun nodded. “He’s already downstairs.”

Su Chen nodded, “Let him come up.”

Old Sun gave the order, and soon after, Hu Xiang arrived quickly by elevator, his expression grave.

As soon as he entered the room, he blurted out, “Zhao Lei, he’s dead.”

Zhao Lei… Su Chen was startled. He remembered the name; it was the city patrol guard who had stood guard with him. He was quite old, and the other party had told him to call him “Old Zhao.”

(End of this chapter)