“Chen Xia.”
“Just passed the assessment two days ago, an E-level Night Eagle with the ability of strength augmentation.”
“So you just punched and beat a C-level Fire Man to death with your fist?!” The intelligence officer who came to record this looked at the sixteen-year-old Chen Xia with an incredulous expression.
Chen Xia nodded lightly, glanced at the charred corpse of the Fire Man, and explained after a moment of silence.
“One cannot generalize people’s physiques. I killed him in extreme anger.”
The intelligence officer looked at Chen Xia dubiously, unable to see how this scrawny sixteen-year-old could have such formidable strength. He shook his head.
“As a ‘Night Eagle,’ the most important thing is to control your emotions. Rage may make you stronger, but there are also risks of going berserk. Go back to headquarters for a checkup to see how your stats have changed.”
“Okay, okay.” Chen Xia nodded and asked, “Can I go back now?”
He planned to get a good understanding of this world, so he’d feel more grounded.
The intelligence officer agreed. “You can. Killing a Fire Man is no small feat. You can go to headquarters later to collect two bottles of enhancement medicine.”
“Mm.” Chen Xia nodded and left without lingering, following the memories the world’s will had given him as he wound his way back to his residence.
Underpass.
There was a small blanket and a tattered mat below.
Chen Xia then remembered the background set for him.
He was an orphan who had been treated unfairly since childhood, so he was determined to become a righteous partner.
Just two days ago, he had passed the qualification test and joined the Night Eagles as the lowest E-rank.
And the Night Eagles did not provide food or shelter.
Chen Xia rubbed his nose and sighed.
"Might as well go work in a factory."
That was the truth.
Chen Xia walked under the underpass and looked around. Everything was quite complete - there was a table, chairs, stools, and even a broken electric rice cooker.
Just no electricity.
Chen Xia sat on the old mat and started checking his condition.
His strength was good, his realm was at the fifth layer of Qi Condensation, and his stats were decent overall.
True Dragon's Qi (Can only be used after fully integrating into the world.)
The contents in parentheses were interesting. Chen Xia would need to fully integrate into the world before he could use it. Based on Chen Xia's guesses, that meant he had to play the role the world's will had given him well.
He didn't know how long full integration would take though.
Chen Xia continued inspecting inwardly and was suddenly surprised to discover something that delighted him.
Fortune value:
His fortune value had not been weakened at all and was the same as before.
Very good.
Chen Xia was very satisfied. This meant he had an extra trump card, and there was something even more surprising.
The spiritual qi from his previous tiny pocket dimension still flowed into him, albeit only one percent, but this was the spiritual qi of a small world!
Moreover, Chen Xia's current body was still weak, so he could feel himself gradually growing stronger every moment.
Chen Xia sat quietly and rubbed his nose, pondering this world's settings.
Abled humans should be considered part of the technological side in the Great Myriad Worlds, the lineage of Machine Deity Saints and Quantum Patriarchs.
Was it reasonable for him, a cultivator, to come fight the technological side?
After thinking briefly, Chen Xia felt this was a piece of cake.
Why couldn't he beat those who could spit fire and shoot electricity when he was a cultivator who could sweep martial artists before?
He still needed to cultivate himself even if he could add points.
Besides, did enhancement medicine really have no side effects?
Chen Xia was skeptical. He definitely wouldn't drink it anyway.
When the setting sun passed and night faded away, and the morning rays emerged.
Chen Xia would have spent a day in this world.
He could feel his connection to this world deepen bit by bit.
Today was assembly day for the Night Eagles, so Chen Xia had to go to the new government headquarters in his region.
To make motions befitting his identity, Chen Xia went to the new government headquarters early before they opened and chatted casually with the night shift security guard.
"Do you know the three rules security guards must abide by?" Chen Xia asked.
The young security guard frowned, feeling this was an interesting question. He pondered for a long while before looking Chen Xia in the eye and saying seriously and solemnly.
"Help deliverymen who are by themselves."
"Let homeowners vent freely."
"Fight desperately when encountering villains!"
Good gracious, all backwards.
Chen Xia didn't know whether to praise or criticize for a moment. After hesitating, he shook his head and said,
"You can never become a qualified security guard."
"Why?" The security guard asked, puzzled.
No reply came.
Because the door opened.
Chen Xia went inside, ready to attend the Night Eagles' assembly.
His clothing was a little shabby since he hadn't received the Night Eagles uniform yet, so he looked out of place compared to the others.
The people coming and going around also looked at him strangely.
Chen Xia remained unmoving, leaning lazily against the wall. In his words, don't rely on the wall but have bubbles in your brain.
"Chen Xia right? Go change into this uniform first." An inspector came over and handed Chen Xia a set of clothes.
Chen Xia took them and went into the restroom to change.
The Night Eagles uniform was a black suit with an ID tag on the left chest displaying one's identity.
Chen Xia tied his tie neatly, wore properly sized black leather shoes, and ambled back out slowly.
The inspector glanced at him and nodded. "Not bad. The clothes fit well and you look sharp, just liven up your temperament a bit, don't be so lazy."
"Okay, okay." Chen Xia nodded perfunctorily, looking at the wall beside him and leaning against it without a thought.
The inspector laughed. Helpless, he waved his hand. "Alright, go attend the assembly. It should just be missing you. Introduce yourself later."
Following the directed path, Chen Xia arrived at a thick heavy door.
The door was half-open.
Chen Xia ambled in slowly. In just a moment, he could feel several sharp gazes looking him over.
"Introduce yourself, newbie." Some mocking voices rang out.
So Chen Xia strode onto the stage and looked at everyone, saying flatly,
"My name is Chen Xia, sixteen years old. I live under the overpass on Nantong Road. Not married yet. Don't smoke. Just taste a little wine."
"I must go home by 10 pm every night and sleep ten hours every day. Never stay up all night, only pull all-nighters."
"My greatest wish is..."
When Chen Xia got here, the corners of his lips quirked up in a smile. His lazy voice gained a bit more sincerity as he said,
"To not have to work or study, food to open one's mouth for, clothing to reach out a hand for..."
Dissatisfied voices sounded from below. "What crooked thinking is this? The Night Eagles aren't that kind of organization! Correct your attitude!"
Chen Xia's mind shook. He clearly felt the world rejecting him. His previous words probably didn't match his character.
So he collapsed his arrogant expression, making his whole person seem devoid of vigor as he perfunctorily said,
"My greatest wish is to become a righteous partner..."
He lifelessly tacked on the final interjection.
"Ah!"
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