Chapter 197 Section 197 - Immigration Office

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Whirr!~ Boom!~ The two "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop aircraft being started simultaneously burst into distinctly different noises. The "Big Mouth Monster" restored by Chen Fei quickly revolved its front propeller blades, and the vibration of the aircraft soon stabilized, becoming smooth and powerful. The "Big Mouth Monster" that black kid Randy had just repaired spewed several puffs of thick smoke from the exhaust pipe, the engine coughed violently a few times, then simply conked out. "What?" Randy, sitting in the cockpit, was dumbfounded. He had clearly found the fault and replaced the faulty part; the final "Sky Eye Cloud Inspection" had passed, so why did it die the moment it was ignited? It seemed that this "Big Mouth Monster" was not lightly damaged due to the ignition failure this time. Not only did he fail to eliminate the fault, but he also caused new problems. The point of maintenance is to solve issues, not create them, rendering the next half-hour of the interview utterly meaningless. Without a doubt, the black kid's certification had failed. "Randy, do you still want to continue?" Elisa couldn't help but feel compassion as she saw Randy sitting lost in the cockpit. Originally, she suspected Randy had tampered with the new parts at Chen Fei's station, as the boy had previously offered to move shelves, tool benches, and parts, which made him a suspect. But now it seemed that Chen Fei had successfully dealt with those unforeseen issues, and it was Randy who was unlucky, not him. According to common sense, even if you're setting someone up, you wouldn't bury yourself too, would you?! The flopped "Big Mouth Monster" did, to some extent, clear the suspicions on Randy. "It's impossible, this can't be happening!" Randy muttered to himself in a trance, seemingly not hearing Elisa even after she called out to him several times. Salman, seeing Randy still spacing out in the cockpit, and apparently quite shaken, then said, "Take a ten-minute break, then begin the interview. Randy, you can come down now, pull yourself together, do you still want to continue?" "Teacher, looking like this, can I even continue?" Randy forced a faint smile, but the smile was even uglier than crying. "Er, I suggest you reschedule in three months!" Salman offered a reasonable suggestion. The "Big Mouth Monster" used for the assessment had conked out; could he really impress in the following interview? Forget it... just drop it! "I understand, teacher, can I have a moment to myself first?" Finally, Randy couldn't hold back, his voice trembling with a crying tone. "No need to rest, just continue!" Chen Fei didn't care about resting or not; he knew every single part of the "Big Mouth Monster," and wasn't worried about failing the interview at all. "Alright then!" What choice did he have after revealing his identity as a supernatural power user? The insatiable American Federation Immigration Bureau was hell-bent on keeping him. An initial offer of five million Star Yuan annual salary, three days off per week, a 30-day vacation per year, a mansion in the wealthy district, a top-notch apartment in the downtown area, take your pick, a luxury car? Just name the model, and it'll be delivered right away. A wife? Even easier – choose from a Hollywood white horse, little black donkey, or an Asian, if you prefer. Even lovers could be arranged for you, without repeating partners on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays or Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Besides siring your own children, everything else would be provided in full. After earlier waves of immigration had petered out, the American Federation, having long relied on foreign talents, yearned for skilled individuals to an insane degree. As long as you dared to come, they'd dare to offer anything, just scared you wouldn't show up! How could Chen Fei agree to such terms? He still owed a personal debt to that one-eyed lady, Hanna, and how could he simply walk away, not to mention the Chen Family wouldn't allow it. The Family had finally produced a Level B psionic ability user, and if he switched allegiance to the American Federation in the blink of an eye, abandoning his family, it would be a slap in the face to the Chen Family Gate! Can you believe that the Chen family's patriarch, Uncle Chen Haiqing, would disown him for the principle of putting righteousness before family? The more they talked, the more strained the negotiations became, almost coming to blows. Fortunately, Old David arrived just in time to defuse the highly charged atmosphere. Audrey Memphis from the Immigration Bureau's Talent Introduction Office had no choice but to leave with her four burly FBI agents, sulkily. Before leaving, she pointed to her own eyes and then at Chen Fei. The message was clear: I'll be watching you! "Chen Fei, you need to be careful," Hanna Gagel cut straight to the chase during their video call, warning him to watch out for the Immigration Bureau so that he wouldn't get caught in their schemes. Although she was a citizen of the American Federation herself, it didn't necessarily mean her loyalty lay with the American Federation, let alone with the Stars and Stripes. Every man for himself, and God for us all. That's the credo of the American Federation. Patriotism? You've been reading too much fiction, haven't you? The very idea of federalism was designed for 'every man for himself should disaster strike'. If even the state departments act such, imagine how much less the lower citizens care, just looking out for themselves. "What should I do, then?" It wasn't only Manager Hanna who had said something like this; even Old David had echoed similar sentiments. Chen Fei furrowed his brow. The woman from the Immigration Bureau had acted as if she had him in her pocket, resorting to both carrot and stick tactics. If it had been anyone else, they might have been intimidated into giving up the citizenship of the world's most sovereign state, submitting to become a slave of the American Federation. "What if you record a video? I can help you blow it up," After all, Hanna Gagel had served as a Second-Level Inspector in the Internal Affairs department of the Apocalypse Defense Group; she had seen all kinds of crooked tactics. "Uh, how so?" Chen Fei asked earnestly for advice. "How else? Self-degradation, of course!" As a citizen of the American Federation, Hanna Gagel knew all too well what the Immigration Bureau and FBI disliked the most. "...But when I took my first breath of air from the American Federation, the air was so fragrant, fresh, and almost luxurious; I was completely taken aback... Standing here today, that sense of freedom still feels so vivid... The Free American Federation, gunshots every day!" The video quickly spread throughout the Aircrew Base, with Chekhov Big Bear taking particular delight in watching it as a pre-dinner treat. That Chen Fei, he truly was a talent. The American Federation's air being laced with the smell of gunfire, welcoming such a militant and violent individual into its citizenship – the Immigration Bureau would likely get hammered by Congress members, and even the FBI wouldn't want to deal with such self-inflicted trouble, no matter how accustomed to trouble they already were. -

Chapter 197 Section 197 - Immigration Office

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