“Hello, my name is Zhao Yan,” Zhao Yan took the initiative to stretch out a hand while sizing up the young man with fair skin, gold-rimmed glasses, looking gentle and refined in front of him.
“Luo Jiajun,” the youth smiled and shook Zhao Yan’s hand, “Does brother Zhao mind if I smoke?”
“Go ahead,” Zhao Yan smiled slightly.
Luo Jiajun took out a cigarette and lit it, gently saying in a scholarly manner, “To have miss Susu privately help contact other members for you, you must have caught her eyes. That’s also why I came. After all, I just closed a big deal and am taking a break, feeling a bit tired.”
“Thanks to brother Luo giving me face, but after switching with me, you can still take your break because recently I don’t have any major life problems that need solving,” Zhao Yan laughed.
Luo Jiajun flicked some cigarette ash, “Then let’s not waste time and directly draft the agreement.”
“Sure.” Zhao Yan also didn’t want to waste time.
The two had their assistants draft the agreements separately.
Shortly after, Luo Jiajun was dumbfounded at the agreement in front of Zhao Yan that was a few centimeters thick, clutching the thin piece of paper in his hand, somewhat at a loss.
Zhao Yan smiled modestly, “I’m more cautious.”
His agreement stipulated a series of restrictive conditions during the exchange period, such as Luo Jiajun cannot go to Binhai City, cannot contact Chen Yurou, and so on.
“You’re really awesome,” the corner of Luo Jiajun’s mouth twitched. He had never seen such a thick agreement before.
So he was too lazy to even read it, signed it directly, afraid that by the time he finished reading it, the sky would be bright.
Zhao Yan went to earn life points, so he read Luo Jiajun’s agreement carefully.
There were only a few restrictions on it - cannot sell out brothers, cannot take the initiative to expose identity, cannot trust superiors too much, cannot harm ordinary people...
When he saw these few, Zhao Yan felt something was wrong. Glancing down at the life problems Luo Jiajun wanted to solve, his face became wonderfully interesting all of a sudden.
1. Assist the police in eliminating the Zhou Shen criminal gang.
2. Lead the brothers to live a stable life.
Zhao Yan subconsciously swallowed, slowly raised his head to look at Luo Jiajun’s basic information.
Name: Luo Jiajun
Age: 28
Identity: Police undercover
Luo Jiajun pushed up his glasses and smiled at him.
Zhao Yan: “......”
He never dreamed that such a gentle-looking person turned out to be an undercover cop.
What is an undercover cop?
It is an internal staff member planted into a criminal gang by the police in order to obtain evidence to effectively eliminate the criminal gang.
The undercover cop has to integrate into the criminal gang yet cannot be completely corrupted, and most importantly cannot have his identity exposed.
Being corrupted will lead to severe legal punishments.
While having one’s identity exposed will result in being killed by the criminals.
In order to obtain useful intelligence, one can only try every means to gain trust, yet in the end has to personally arrest these criminals who have established feelings after interacting for some time.
After all, man is not made of grass or wood, who can be heartless?
Even raising a dog for some time builds feelings.
So whether physically or mentally, being an undercover cop means enduring tremendous torment.
Especially after the end of one’s undercover career, there is a possibility of being retaliated against by criminals who slipped through the net.
Or perhaps having trouble re-integrating into the police force due to being used to undercover life, even looked at peculiarly by some colleagues.
In short, undercover cops are heroic.
But undoubtedly also very tragic.
Meeting those selfish, impatient superior officers who regard an undercover’s life as a stepping stone to promotion makes it even more tragic.
Zhao Yan was a little afraid that he couldn’t handle this identity. Also, he had never even heard of Lincheng City before.
Could those two life problems that were expected of him be accomplished by ordinary people?
He was worried about exposing his true self as soon as he goes over.
Moreover, he didn’t quite understand the relationship between those two life problems. Eliminating criminal gangs he could comprehend, but what does “lead the brothers to live a stable life” mean?
“Cough, it’s already the 21st century. Brother Luo can still be thriving in this profession until today...I mean, isn’t it impressive? I’m afraid I can’t handle it,” Zhao Yan began to chicken out.
Luo Jiajun was puzzled, “Brother Zhao Yan, it’s only the late 20th century where I’m from. Don’t you know many club members come from parallel worlds?”
“It’s not the same world?” Zhao Yan’s voice rose by several decibels, eyes wide open in shock.
Luo Jiajun remained very calm, “Of course. If all the club members came from one world, wouldn’t that world become chaotic?”
Zhao Yan was astonished. After careful consideration, this statement made quite some sense. After all, there was no such place called Lincheng City in his world.
This club was too awesome!
Simply the transit station for transcenders of all worlds!
Just which esteemed expert created it?
“Brother Luo, last question. For your second life problem, what does ‘lead the brothers to live a stable life’ mean?” Zhao Yan asked about his doubt.
Luo Jiajun’s eyes revealed some complex sadness, but did not answer directly, “You’ll know once you go over.”
Zhao Yan: “......”
What’s the point of asking you in advance then?
“Still up for the exchange?” Luo Jiajun asked.
Zhao Yan’s face clouded over with indecision. After some hesitation, he gritted his teeth and agreed, “Exchange! Why not?”
Since it wasn’t the same world as his.
The effects of his strengthening drugs could also carry over.
Then what was there to panic about!
At critical moments, he could at least run fast.
Moreover, these two life problems looked very difficult, so the life points that could be obtained would definitely be a lot too.
Accomplishers of great things cannot be hesitant!
“Brother Luo, let me ask one more thing. You also seem to be a veteran member here. Couldn’t you have just casually bought something from the store to solve those life problems you wanted to tackle?” Zhao Yan curiously asked another question.
Luo Jiajun exhaled a smoke ring, “To tell the truth, most of my points are saved up. I want to see what the Silver and Gold member tiers are like.”
Zhao Yan was astonished. He really didn’t expect this guy to be quite ambitious with his life pursuits and have lofty goals.
Subsequently, the two formally signed the exchange agreement.
The exchange period was set for one month.
...
In a certain parallel world and time, Lincheng City.
Zhao Yan opened his eyes to find himself in a budget hotel room.
He then began organizing Luo Jiajun’s memories. His expression instantly turned unpleasant.
He finally understood why Luo Jiajun had such complex emotions in his eyes when he talked about his second life problem.
It was because this undercover cop was nearing the brink of losing control!
The contradictions between him and his superior officer were already very deep.
As for those “brothers” referred to in his second life problem, they were the few men currently under him. These people truly went through life and death together with him before. Some were even unwillingly pulled onto this road of no return by him, so he wanted to take responsibility for them.
To both eliminate the criminal gang yet allow his subordinates to live peaceful lives, how was that possible? Certainly he couldn’t directly bring them to surrender right. After all, sitting in jail could also be considered leading peaceful lives, or more accurately, there was no life more stable than that.
But of course Zhao Yan didn’t dare do that. At first glance, Luo Jiajun was like an influential veteran member among the ordinary members. Furthermore, from the memories received, Zhao Yan discovered that although this guy looked gentle on the surface, he was actually ruthless on the inside.
During his undercover career, the number of criminals who died at his hands in conflicts already numbered three. He was even more ruthless than the villains.
Offending such a person was definitely not a good thing.
Chen Han: So it means I'm easy to bully?
Zhao Yan continued receiving other memories, and gradually gained some basic understanding about this world too. Apart from differences in country and place names as well as some human histories, the overall social environment was very similar to his world’s late 20th century.
The global economy had just started taking off. It was an age of emerging talents and heroes, with rampant disorder in society...
As for Lincheng, it was a little like Hong Kong Island in his world, or more accurately, like Hong Kong in the 80s and 90s.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
