Chapter 217: Traces

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The next morning at eight o'clock, Chen Chuan changed into a suit and went to the administrative office building with his guidance teacher Cheng Zitong. Similar to the last time he obtained the Weapon Permit, there were seven reviewers present, seated behind a long table. After verifying their identities and filling out the forms, one of the reviewers, an elegant lady in her thirties with light makeup, sized him up for a moment and said in a very friendly tone: "Chen student, we have checked your data. You have completed more than one mission during the national conscription, and each evaluation was top-notch. You are a very outstanding student. Now that you are a second-year student at Wuyi, I wonder if you have considered the issue of internships?" Chen Chuan replied, "Of course, I have considered it." The reviewer asked with a smile, "Oh? May I ask what Chen student is thinking?" While she was speaking, the expressions of the others began to show some interest. Chen Chuan thought to himself that his idea was of course to go to Central City, which has nothing to do with you, but it doesn't seem right to say it so bluntly? So he said very modestly, "Perhaps I will go to some commission companies for a transition first, or maybe go to government agencies to learn from the seniors for a while." The reviewer's eyes lit up, and she said in an even more enthusiastic tone, "Then Chen student, I wonder what you think of our Finance Bureau? We have very generous benefits, and we very much need excellent talents like Chen student to contribute to our security guard force." Another Review Committee member then spoke, "Our Communications Bureau also has high hopes for Chen student. I wonder if Chen student is interested in coming here? After all, we have always been lacking in security guard personnel and urgently need a strong supplement. As long as Chen student is willing to come, we can give you the best treatment." He glanced at the lady and coughed, "Although it can't compare to the Finance Bureau, we can offer more benefits and convenience in other areas." As soon as he said this, the other review committee members also spoke up, all wanting to invite Chen Chuan to their departments for an internship. Cheng Zitong understood what was happening. These people or the institutions behind them had high hopes for Chen Chuan, so they wanted to bring Chen Chuan into their departments. Everyone could see that a student like Chen Chuan, who had an Unlimited Self-Defense Permit and had participated in national conscription, had unlimited potential. No matter which department he entered in the future, he would achieve great things, and maybe even rise to high positions. If such talent could be brought into their department, even without talking about the substantial benefits, it would greatly add prestige to the department. Even if Chen Chuan left their department in the future, with such a relationship, the two parties could still talk to each other. Cheng Zitong then took the initiative to step forward and speak for Chen Chuan, "Reviewers, I have already made arrangements for the student. If you have any questions, you can come to me." The reviewers looked at Cheng Zitong with some dissatisfaction. Cheng Zitong also looked back. They were not from the same department, and he was not lower in rank than the people present, so he was not afraid at all. Besides, his student was going to Central City next, and there was no need to get involved in other things, which would only distract him. The review department members were also helpless. After all, this was Chen Chuan's guidance teacher, and they really couldn't get around it if he said he had arrangements for the student before graduation. The questioning ended hastily, and the review committee issued the Armor Permit. This was also a jade-like piece, but it was generally black. Although it was thin, it felt very heavy. There were also wisps of white cloud-like patterns on the surface, vaguely forming the shape of a large shield. Chen Chuan's name and card number were also engraved on it in ancient seal script. With the Armor Permit in hand, the matter was over. Cheng Zitong didn't exchange pleasantries with these committee members and took Chen Chuan directly out. Once outside, he said, "Little Chuan, it seems they all have high hopes for you." Chen Chuan said, "Only when the student himself is strong enough will they have high hopes for the student, but the student feels that he is not strong enough yet." Cheng Zitong said, "Yes, Little Chuan, it's good that you can see this clearly. With strength and status, you don't have to look for others, others will take the initiative to befriend you. Just be firm in your target and move forward." Chen Chuan nodded. "Well, now that you have both the weapon and armor permits, and you already have the Martial Halberd Spear, do you need teacher to get you another piece of protective gear?" Chen Chuan said, "Thank you, teacher. The action team gave me one during the national conscription, and it's still usable." Although the Armor Permit is theoretically more difficult to obtain than the Weapon Permit, anyone can use it without any threshold, because no one knows that this thing is worn inside. The key is to obtain the source of this protective gear. Only with a permit can it be used openly without fear of being investigated. Cheng Zitong said, "That's good." After a pause, he added, "Speaking of internships, it's up to you whether you go or not. You don't need this experience anymore, but teacher wants to remind you that you need to find a way to make more money next. There are too many places to spend money in Central City. Try to save as much as possible before you go, otherwise you may have to spend a lot of time on how to make money, and you will have very little time to train." Chen Chuan nodded. He also knew that in Central City, no amount of money would be enough, so he would save as much as he could now. It seems that commissions still have to be done. Whether it's the Secret Cult Investigation Bureau, the Patrol Bureau, or the Supernatural Entity ones, anything that can be done can be done. Accumulate wealth while accumulating Merge time to prepare more for going to Central City. After separating from Cheng Zitong in front of the administrative building, he returned to the dormitory. Before he even reached the corridor, he heard the voices of Feng Xiaoqi and Luo Kaiyuan from afar. "I heard that the north is preparing to build a railway to connect Hangu City in the north with our Yangzhi City by land. However, the area in the north, where the Molan Company was wiped out, has all turned red. It is said that that thing was originally used for health and beauty drugs, and it is the most core drug of Molan Company. Re-refining it has an effect, so many people have been buying it recently. It is said that one hundred pounds can be sold for one yuan, one hundred pounds of soil can be sold for one yuan. What a profitable business! I want to go." Luo Kaiyuan said, "I don't believe it. If there is such a good thing, why didn't the government people shovel away these lands before and leave them to others? Even if it is really some drug, it will be useless after burning." Feng Xiaoqi said, "Since there is such a rumor, there is always some truth to it. What if it is useful? Besides, that is the place where Molan Company was destroyed. Isn't it worth taking a look?" Luo Kaiyuan was a little moved by these words. At this time, the two of them saw Chen Chuan walking over and greeted him. Feng Xiaoqi said to Chen Chuan, "Chen student, we were just talking about going to the place where Melan was wiped out for a walk. What about you? Are you interested in going there together?" Chen Chuan said with a smile, "If I have time, I will go and take a look, and also as a commemoration." The place where Molan Company was finally destroyed, of course, had to be "visited'. He didn't go to Zhang Mountain before because it was in the direction of the old house, and he was afraid of encountering any danger. Now that he has been there, of course, there is nothing to worry about. Searᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Feng Xiaoqi said happily, "Then we will go together on Holiday day. Maybe we can shovel two pounds of soil back to sell for some money." After the three of them decided in a few words, they went to train. In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. On the Holiday day in the middle of the month, Chen Chuan and the three of them rode their bicycles towards Zhang Mountain. They originally planned to call Wei Dong and Wu Han together, but Wei Dong went on a mission with Wu Han, and they didn't know when they would be back, so they gave up. However, they found that the closer they got to Zhang Mountain, the more people there were on the road. It seemed that many people had the same idea as them, and it was even more likely that they were going for the red soil. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they found that there was actually a parking spot here. They asked and found out that it was set up by the Iron Chain Gang. The three of them were very relieved to park their bicycles here. A large gang like the Chain Gang would not swindle them out of a few bicycles, and thieves would not dare to steal things from the Iron Chain Gang. The three of them easily climbed up the hillside along the mountain road, passed through the flat passage full of fortress fortifications, and came to the back. Here, the mountain gradually receded, and the view became very open. Feng Xiaoqi pointed below and said excitedly, "Look, that's it." Chen Chuan and Luo Kaiyuan looked down together. What they saw was a bright blood red, as if a large area of land had been dyed with blood. Many people were bowing their heads to shovel soil. After filling a bag, they went to the scale on the side happily to exchange for money. It seemed that someone was specially collecting it. But no matter how they shoveled, the bottom was red. "I said this thing can be sold for money, right? Look, so many people are shoveling soil." Feng Xiaoqi was very excited. He picked up the camera hanging around his neck, "I have to take a few pictures." While he was taking pictures there, Chen Chuan stood there, looking at Second Self. He saw a slight fading on it, although it felt very weak, and could be ignored if he was not careful. And this color... He stared at the open space below, and suddenly thought of the blood bead-like things he and Ren Xiaotian collected near Jiao Mountain when they first went to the wilderness to do a commission. It seemed that someone was also buying that thing. After looking at it a few times, he and Luo Kaiyuan and Feng Xiaoqi walked down the slope to the bottom. In fact, it didn't feel very good when they got there. There were people digging soil everywhere, making the surrounding area full of dirt and dust. In addition, the sand and dust on the wilderness were also large, so it was really not a place to stay for a long time, so the three of them turned around for a while and went back. Although Feng Xiaoqi said he wanted to shovel soil, he didn't really do it. On the way back from Zhang Mountain, Chen Chuan was still thinking about the red color he saw, and also thinking about the destruction of Molan Company... Molan Company, red... He suddenly thought of something. Using the excuse that the company had something to do, he separated from Feng Xiaoqi and Luo Kaiyuan halfway, and rode his bicycle to the former location of Melan Building in the city center alone. He parked his bicycle first, and then walked into the nearby river channel. He carefully checked the two embankments and the bottom of the river for a while, and found extremely subtle and difficult to distinguish red marks there. This mark was very long. He swam along the river channel and tracked it down, all the way to the White River in the south of the city, and found that these had not stopped, and continued to extend forward, not knowing where they were going. When he got here, he didn't continue, but returned to the shore. As soon as he came out, strands of white steam floated up from his body. Just as he walked into a telephone booth, his clothes had already dried. He picked up the microphone and dialed a number. After waiting for a while, the other side answered, "Bureau Chief Lei? I am Chen Chuan. I seem to know what that person wants to do."

Chapter 217: Traces

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