"Hello, I’m Gu Minghui."
"I’m Ye Qingzhou."
"Oh? You’ve figured it out so quickly?"
"Yes, I want to join the Celestial Secret Research Institute, but I’ve run into a bit of trouble right now..."
After listening to Ye Qingzhou’s explanation, Gu Minghui was speechless, but eventually agreed to help Ye Qingzhou clean up the mess: "I’ll immediately send someone over to tidy things up. Don’t worry, you won’t be in trouble."
"Thanks."
"You’re welcome."
Gu Minghui then reminded Ye Qingzhou: "Take care of your pet, otherwise it won’t be easy for me to explain things to the Martial Arts Association."
"Yes, I’ll keep them restrained."
Although the ones eaten were two Source Blood Association members with ill intentions, Tangg Zhuoran and Su Yi’an were nevertheless citizens of Dongji Kingdom. The matter of monsters eating people is taboo and can easily incite public panic.
However, what was a problem for Ye Qingzhou was only a trivial matter for Gu Minghui, easily covered up with a casual contact.
"Do I need to report to the headquarters of the Celestial Secret Research Institute?"
"No need. I’ll send someone to contact you later to give you the identity documents you need. In the future, if you need any cultivation help, you can contact me. The management at the Celestial Secret Research Institute is quite relaxed; it’s not a sweatshop where you punch a clock every day."
Gu Minghui was very sincere, at least more reliable than Zhao Zhiyi, not only helping Ye Qingzhou solve the identity problems of Yingyue and Youu Ruo but also adopting a cooperative attitude.
Unlike Zhao Zhiyi, who holds official resources but wants Ye Qingzhou to be dependent on him.
This is like using public money to raise one’s own dogs, calculating benefits with such loud claps.
Unfortunately, Ye Qingzhou had no interest in being someone else’s dog.
Gu Minghui was so generous yet didn’t ask for anything in return, even making Ye Qingzhou a bit surprised: "You’re not interested in the Inheritance of Flame Emperor?"
"Haha~"
On the other end of the phone, Gu Minghui laughed loudly: "The history of Dongji Kingdom that can currently be corroborated exceeds five thousand years, and with the historical manuscripts found in the Grotto Heaven Secret Realm, our civilization has continued for at least ten thousand years. During such a long time, do you know how many divine skills and marvelous techniques the ancient sages created?"
Listening to Gu Minghui’s explanation, Ye Qingzhou seemed to feel the grand and expansive historical river of Dongji Kingdom.
Gu Minghui continued: "The Flame Emperor is only one of the Five Emperors. While his cultivation techniques are important, they’re not so crucial. Ultimately, the power of a cultivation technique depends on who practices it. Our Dongji Kingdom currently doesn’t lack cultivation techniques, but talents like you. So in my view, your value exceeds that of the Flame Emperor’s inheritance."
"I see."
At this moment, Ye Qingzhou genuinely felt Gu Minghui’s appreciation for him.
The next day, Ye Qingzhou’s home’s doorbell rang.
The visitor was a woman in her late twenties, wearing a black uniform, carrying a black briefcase, expressionless: "I’m Lii Jingshan, Dr. Gu’s assistant."
"He mentioned you to me, please come in."
After confirming her identity, Ye Qingzhou invited her inside, and Youu Ruo came over with tea, looking obedient and docile.
Seeing this, Lii Jingshan’s heart raced, and her whole body went on alert, muscles completely tense.
As Gu Minghui’s confidant, she already knew Youu Ruo’s identity before coming.
This seemingly somewhat dazed young girl in front of her is not human at all; in fact, she ate a human whole yesterday, gulping it down with deep feelings.
Staying with such a non-human monster made her instinctively fearful.
But she didn’t forget her duties, as instructed by Gu Minghui, and handed over the three processed identities to Ye Qingzhou: "Mr. Ye, from now on, you are a Red Level researcher at our Celestial Secret Research Institute."
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet — these are the internal ranks at the Celestial Secret Research Institute.
Ye Qingzhou just joined, having achieved no merits and without any results, so he is temporarily at Red Level.
However, even as a Red Level, the benefits are enough to make many struggling research dogs covetous to death.
A monthly living subsidy of ten thousand yuan, applying for project funds of under thirty thousand is easy, and one can also apply to use the research equipment of the Celestial Secret branches in major cities,
This is what is meant by leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade.
If any results are achieved, that would lead to an immediate leap, gaining both fame and fortune.
......
Linjiang Martial Arts Association, President’s Office.
Knock, knock, knock~
"Come in."
"President."
"Oh, it’s you, Luo Jun."
Bai Yuanhu looked at Luo Jun, nodding at him with a smile.
Clearly, since Luo Jun took over the position of captain of the Martial Arts Association’s third enforcement team, he has been diligent and meticulous, impressing Bai Yuanhu greatly.
At least, Luo Jun is more reliable than Hee Zhongyang, not recklessly causing chaos and making the situation unmanageable.
"President, there’s been another incident at Ye Qingzhou’s place."
Luo Jun looked serious, accurately reporting the intelligence collected to Bai Yuanhu: "Just yesterday, the two residents of Jiangshan Imperial View Community number 169 mysteriously disappeared. I received a report and was just about to intervene when the city officials stopped me."
Bai Yuanhu’s expression remained unmoved, his tone calm: "I’m aware of this matter. The two missing individuals are Source Blood Association members, and their identities have been confirmed. The Celestial Secret Research Institute personnel are in charge, and the matter concerns confidentiality, so the local Martial Arts Association has no authority to interfere."
"..."
Luo Jun felt stifled: "Since when did Ye Qingzhou get chummy with the Celestial Secret Research Institute?"