My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Southwind City’s Second Generation – Assassination!

I wanted to ask where it came from, but then I changed my mind and said, “You want to sell this?”

“Mhm.” Su Chen showed a shy smile and said, “I don’t know where the black market is, and I’m young, so I’m afraid of being scammed.”

“If it’s not too much trouble, after selling it, please help me buy some Black Flame Potion.”

“He’s pretending quite well,” Fatty Sun muttered, then pondered for a moment and said, “If you need potions, don’t sell this to the black market. Just say you seized it.”

“Confiscated items submitted can be converted into internal supervision points at fifty percent of the market price. But this item is contraband, so there’s no normal market price. I can help you inflate the price a bit.”

“Auxiliary items like potions, exchanged with internal supervision points, are also at fifty percent of the market price, and it’s considered a minor功勞.”

“Killing two birds with one stone, huh?” Su Chen understood the logic after hearing it and immediately looked reverent. “Thank you, Brother Sun.”

“It’s a small matter, I’ll take care of it for you.” Fatty Sun left with a smile.

After becoming Yuan Chenyang’s student, everything seemed different.

Su Chen sighed inwardly, rested for a while, and then left when the time was right, heading towards the location on the invitation.

Qing’an Hotel is located in the center of Southwind City, directly beneath the artificial light source.

Even though it was evening, it was still brightly lit, with various private floating vehicles coming and going, and the passengers descending were all dressed in luxurious clothes.

Su Chen took the special car from the Supervision Department to the building below. He looked up, and what met his eyes was the artificial light source suspended in the sky.

This thing’s scientific name is “Qiongguang”. Southwind City doesn’t have the technical capability to manufacture it; it comes from Ying Feng.

According to his shallow understanding, many of Southwind City’s technologies come from Ying Feng, an incredibly vast mega-city that governs Southwind City and other cities similar to it.

Upon presenting his invitation, a waiter led him upstairs to the banquet hall, which was a private room. As he pushed open the door, he heard soft music. Many young people were already there.

Seeing the door open, the conversations immediately stopped, and all eyes turned to him, filled with inquiry, confusion, and surprise…

“It’s Senior Su Chen!” someone suddenly exclaimed loudly, enthusiastically approaching him and introducing him to the others. “This is Supervisor Yuan’s new student. He was ordered to go undercover and retrieve the stolen Holy Word Stone, and he also slaughtered the Green-Scaled Lion Pack.”

Some people nodded in understanding, others were indifferent, and some were even more surprised.

They were no strangers to this name; almost everyone present knew that Zhou Zong had died not long ago.

Even with different thoughts, they still introduced themselves one after another. Yuan Chenyang’s student was qualified to be on par with them.

“…Shi Haoqiang…”

“The second son of Deputy Director Shi from the Exploration Department…”

“…Zhu Mingxu…”

“The eldest son of Director Zhu from the City Patrol Department…”

“…Tian Lan…”

“The third daughter of Deputy Director Tian from the Research Department…”

As each of these individuals approached, the person next to him would quietly introduce their background.

After the introductions, the group dispersed, and no one spoke to him except the person beside him.

“I haven’t introduced myself yet, Du Yu…” He had a crew cut and sharp brows, and he whispered, “My father is one of the deputy directors of supervision, and also an old subordinate of Director Yuan.”

Oh… Judging by his background, he should be one of them, Su Chen realized.

“Don’t worry about it, these people are also not very familiar with you,” Du Yu couldn’t help but say.

The reason he said this was because the others were all gathered in small groups, while their side was quite deserted.

Su Chen didn’t care. These second-generation youngsters all had high statuses, and some of their fathers were even on par with Old Yuan, so there was no need for them to be overly enthusiastic towards him.

“He’s quite calm…” Du Yu looked at him in surprise. What he didn’t say was that some of this coldness was also due to Su Chen’s vagrant status.

People arrived one after another, and the two found a corner to stay in.

“It tastes good… This meat is quite tender…” Su Chen kept tasting the food. Since he transmigrated, the best meal he had ever eaten was at Jiang He’s house that day.

Occasionally, discreet glances would sweep over, then shake their heads internally.

The atmosphere of the banquet was always peaceful until—

“Hengyu is here!”

Someone shouted, and the indifference on these people’s faces seemed to fade, replaced by smiles as they hurried towards the door.

“Zhang Hengyu…” Su Chen couldn’t help but look over, curious to see this talented man who had been a scapegoat for him twice.

He indeed bore a five or six-point resemblance to the City Lord, but his personality seemed very cold, expressionless, with his eyes scanning left and right.

Behind him was a tall woman, with a gentle smile on her face, fiery red lips, and seductive eyes.

Gulp!

Su Chen clearly heard the sound of someone swallowing next to him.

Meeting Su Chen’s slightly meaningful gaze, Du Yu gave an awkward smile and quickly explained, “This is Zhang Yunqing. She has a very bad temper, and we’ve all been disciplined by her before.”

“Of course, this kind of big sister was also very deadly to our younger selves.”

“However…” Du Yu changed the subject again, feigning contemplation. “She went to Ying Feng a long time ago, and then suddenly came back four months ago. I wonder what she’s doing.”

With the arrival of Zhang Hengyu and Zhang Yunqing, the banquet seemed to have a core, and everyone gathered around.

Zhang Hengyu was uncomfortable, but Zhang Yunqing was at ease, sharing interesting anecdotes from time to time, creating a good atmosphere.

As the conversation deepened, Zhang Yunqing brought up Ying Feng, and Su Chen listened carefully.

The difference Between the lower class and these people was not just a little wealth, a little power, or a little talent.

Many things Zhang Yunqing said were almost unknown to Su Chen.

Even many of the things these people talked about before, he didn’t know.

For example, first-rank top-tier professions.

Only then did Su Chen realize that even in Ying Feng, first-rank top-tier professions were extremely rare, apparently no more than five, each strictly controlled and only obtainable after rigorous review.

However, at the second rank, they were not rarer; instead, there were more, but at the third rank, they became rare again.

“The first rank is the beginning of a profession, equivalent to striving for excellence within a limited scope, which is extremely difficult,” Zhang Yunqing explained. “By the second and third ranks, the stage is much larger, making it easier for top-tier professions to emerge.” Even so, this ‘easier’ is only relative.

“No wonder Old Yuan reacted that way back then…” Su Chen clicked his tongue. If the origin of the top-tier profession hadn’t been attributed to Yuan Chenyang, there would have been a lot of trouble.

He wondered if it was his imagination, but when she was talking about this, Zhang Yunqing’s gaze kept glancing at him.

“But within a certain tier, don’t pursue the top tier too much. I’ve seen many talented people strive for those top tier occupations,” Zhang Yunqing said with a sad look. “As a result, they died in the promotion requirements.”

“Top-tier professions are strong, but their difficulty, compared to superior professions, is almost double.”

Su Chen agreed wholeheartedly; when he took up the profession of Mystic Tool Master, he almost died in the process.

She couldn’t help but emphasize: “Moreover, no matter how powerful the next-tier profession is, it’s difficult to defeat an ordinary profession of a higher tier.”

“Is Zhang Hengyu sick?” Su Chen turned and asked in a low voice, “Why does he keep staring at me?”

Du Yu, who was currently engrossed in his older sister’s gentle guidance, couldn’t help but look over and then grinned, “He’s just curious.”

“My dad told me that if it weren’t for your vagrant status, the opportunity to go to Ying Feng this time might not have belonged to him.”

“He’s a bit stubborn, and this kind of victory makes it hard for him to accept. I guess he definitely wants to defeat you head-on to prove himself.”

“You guys know too?” Su Chen was surprised.

Du Yu waved his hand and explained, “It’s limited to the higher-ups. Don’t worry… Since the City Lord has agreed, no one will oppose him.”

“Didn’t he know that I had eliminated the Green-Scaled Lion Pack except for the leader?” Su Chen retorted.

“Is that true?” Du Yu was stunned.

Su Chen was speechless.

Du Yu looked at him in surprise and explained, “The rumors outside are too exaggerated. They say you wiped out the entire lion pack in less than a minute, and even the leader was scared away. Only a second-tier professional would have that kind of strength.”

Su Chen understood that there were many witnesses at the time, but the rumors that spread by word of mouth actually weakened the authenticity.

It is estimated that few of these people actually believe it.

“Congratulations to Hengyu for a smooth journey in Ying Feng…” Zhang Yunqing raised her wine glass, and everyone else also offered their congratulations. Waiters threaded through the crowd, offering drinks.

Su Chen and Du Yu also stood out, casually picking up wine glasses from a nearby waiter.

But as soon as they raised their hands, Su Chen’s expression subtly changed, and he grabbed Du Yu with his left hand.

He was stunned and hadn’t reacted yet when he felt a huge force hit him. His vision spun, and he flew backward.

At the same time, Su Chen’s right hand was already raised. Silently, blue-gold metallic threads had enveloped his arm.

Clang!

Metal sparks flew, but the waiter beside him, surprisingly, pulled a thin dagger from under his metal tray, which was a faint green color, and thrust it directly towards him.

At the same time, a waiter from the opposite side also launched a simultaneous attack.

“Seeking death!” Su Chen’s eyes flashed with a sharp gleam, locking onto the target with his mind.

The assailant who attacked head-on staggered, then froze in place.

With power from his waist, Su Chen turned and threw a punch.

Bang!

Accompanied by the muffled sound of bone cracking, the assailant’s chest caved in, his eyeballs protruding, and he instantly fell silent.

A wisp of metal filament detached from his arm, wrapped around the dagger, and then, with a sharp pull, shot out like a dart, piercing the head of the assailant opposite him, but hitting with the hilt.

Bang!

The man fell backward, his forehead bleeding.

Su Chen’s actions happened almost in a flash. By the time Du Yu reacted, he only saw two corpses lying on the ground.

“Assassin, assassin!?” He paused, then cried out in surprise.

As a first-tier professional, he had almost no reaction time.

Only then did the others look back blankly, their hearts alarmed at the sight of Su Chen’s bleeding arm and the corpses on the ground.

Zhang Hengyu’s pupils constricted slightly, and Zhang Yunqing’s almond eyes narrowed slightly.

Whoosh–

From behind the curtain not far away, a shadow suddenly darted out, like a poisonous snake, silent and concealed for a long time, only for a deadly strike.

So fast, Su Chen could barely react.

“Second-tier professional!” His mind held only one thought.

However, faster than his thought was the assailant’s retreating figure.

Boom!

The entire person was embedded in the wall, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Su Chen looked at the figure blocking his view, bald and gleaming.

“I knew it…” he muttered inwardly, yet still excitedly shouted, “Teacher!”

“Heituo will always watch over you!” The figure embedded in the wall roared, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Su Chen. “You’ve ruined Heituo’s plan, Heituo won’t let you go, just wait to die.”

He let out a maniacal laugh, blood overflowed from his pupils, his entire body twitched, and he gradually fell silent.

Bang!

The banquet hall door suddenly opened, and fully armed supervisory guards quickly walked in to collect the bodies.

“This one is still alive,” the supervisory guard reported, referring to the fellow who had been hit on the head by the dagger hilt earlier.

“Oh…” Yuan Chenyang glanced at him. “Take him back for interrogation.”

And until this point, everyone else was only just realizing what had happened.

“Director Yuan, what is this?” Zhang Yunqing stepped forward to ask, her gaze sweeping over Su Chen, her expression displeased.

“Nothing, just an assassination.” Yuan Chenyang said expressionlessly.

Assassination… that’s all?

Everyone looked at Su Chen with complex expressions. Seeing the location where the bodies fell, they knew it had been a close call.

But Su Chen, in the time before they even had a chance to turn their heads, had dealt with these two individuals. His reaction and decisiveness were startling, and he seemed nonchalant about it.

Are vagrants all this fierce?

(End of Chapter)