Liu Yuan, Deputy Director Liu, acted faster than Zhang Fusheng had anticipated.
When Old Zhou from the black market finished cleaning up outside,
his new identity records were already set up, flawlessly.
"Zhang Fusheng, male, 25 years old, Senior Inspector at the Chongyang City Public Security Headquarters, with seven years of undercover experience..."
It was surprising enough to have a new identity record and Divine Net registration arranged.
Being given a title of Senior Inspector directly was beyond Zhang Fusheng’s expectations,
especially when in Jiangzhou City, a Deputy Director at the headquarters was just a Senior Inspector.
As for ranks above Inspector?
Low, dium, High three levels, or say Level 3, Level 2, Level 1, corresponding to Martial Arts Master to Grandmaster levels.
"Is Director Liu a Grandmaster?"
"Quasi-Master." The old butler lowered his head, cautiously observing the young man in front: "At the Grandmaster level, besides the Refinent Furnace for the body, a Minor Perfection spirit realm is also necessary."
"The master’s lacking in the spirit realm."
"I see." Zhang Fusheng nodded with a smile, flipping through the list of items in the black market while inquiring about the general situation in Chongyang City.
Only fitting, the city is one of the only seven top-tier dium-sized cities in the Golden Province.
Chongyang City has a population of over forty million,
nearly ten tis the size of Jiangzhou City.
It houses over thirty Aerospace Ships and a ’Investigation Branch’—subordinate cities don’t have an Investigation Bureau.
"So, there are four Grandmasters in the city?"
Zhang Fusheng said casually:
"The Governor, the Investigation Bureau Garrison, the Golden Legislator, the Military Commander."
The old butler nodded:
"That’s the official count, but there are actually more."
"Of course there are more." Zhang Fusheng pondered, considering his master’s master, Yuan Feidao...
He highly suspected the person was more than just a Grandmaster.
"What is this Golden Legislator?"
"mbers of the Provincial Legislature, limiting the Governor’s power."
The old butler explained ticulously:
"They are called Grandmasters, but each Golden Legislator has held office over a hundred years, being Grandmasters then, and now...they might have beco Innate People."
"There are eight altogether, one for each top-tier city, plus one waiting... all laws and rules in the Golden Province require the Legislature’s approval, and the Governor can’t interfere."
"Eight? None in the Provincial Governnt?"
"None, because the Provincial Governnt resides in Golden City with the Governor, and even if there were legislators, they’d be too easily controlled."
Zhang Fusheng roughly understood.
His interest in the power structure was naturally due to plans; though this world’s power returns to oneself, power balance still exists,
and his greatest advantage is the Contract, the High Heaven Association!
Power can be a manifestation of violence and control over resources; going solo is always the worst choice.
Silently, Zhang Fusheng popped a piece of Calming Tea into his mouth, chewing it thoughtfully.
"I control the High Heaven Association, managing resource distribution within; to transform this into real power, I just need to..."
"get more people to join the High Heaven Association."
"For example, a certain Golden Legislator."
As his thoughts wandered, Zhang Fusheng looked toward the distant waiting area, where a Golden Legislator was positioned.
A Grandmaster, potentially soone who has never encountered the [Innate Realm].
His hand paused slightly on the black market catalog, finger landing on a particular item.
"Brother Zhou." He asked with a smile: "Earth-Attribute Natural dicine... how is it sold?"
The old man, holding a tobacco pipe, stared at this mysterious young man, knowing that even as a Martial Arts Master himself,
it definitely wouldn’t be faster than this young man trying to wipe out that hunter team just now.
After a mont, the old man tapped his tobacco pipe against the table, speaking:
"The black market has always been barter-based, but we also accept souls; as for this Earth-Attribute dicine... three thousand Pseudo Souls."
Souls are divided into two types, Pseudo Souls and True Souls, the forr from the Federation’s breeding planets, the latter are the souls of True n.
Of course, Zhang Fusheng estimated, there should be a level above True Souls—complete souls.
Three thousand Pseudo Souls, sothing he couldn’t produce.
He closed his eyes to ponder.
Upon the third second of pondering.
"However."
Old Zhou suddenly spoke:
"Since Mr. Zhang has cleared so unpleasant bugs for , this Earth-Attribute dicine is a gift to Mr. Zhang from this old man."
As he spoke, a drop of sweat appeared on his forehead—just now, he clearly sensed killing intent!
Damn, this guy plans to kill and rob!
Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes, smiling broadly, stepping forward to warmly hug the old man, earnestly saying:
"Elder Zhou, this gift is truly too generous, but since you’ve already said it, I dare not decline."
He solemnly added:
"In the future, anything with Elder Zhou is my concern; any trouble of Elder Zhou is my trouble... Whatever befalls, just instruct , Elder Zhou!"
Old Zhou cheerfully nodded, but internally started cursing.
Damn it, you speak so nicely; if you truly cared, at least leave with contact information!
Scoundrel!
The elder cautiously took out a wooden box, handing it to the young man:
"Earth-Attribute Natural dicine, best consud with so dietary enhancents for optimal effect; there are cooks for it in the waiting area."
"Thank you, Elder Zhou." Zhang Fusheng’s smile was radiant, the duo chatting about worldly matters like longti friends reunited,
Until old Zhou, getting bold, gifted the young man a second Earth-Attribute Natural dicine, and the young one, not to be outdone, patted his chest, proposing to swear brotherhood with the elder...
In the end, the sworn brotherhood didn’t materialize.
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