Zhang Jianfeng's smile momentarily stiffened, feeling that his explanation was still not clear enough. After all, the person in front of him was young, only eighteen years old, and didn't understand what this meant:

"You might not be aware, the Third Object Investigation Bureau is a provincial-level department, and the director is a main hall level official, part of the national civil service sequence."

At this point, he felt a bit sour in his heart. He had been enduring for thirty years, his hair turning white, and even now, he was just a main hall level official.

Yet the other person was much younger than his son, and in terms of rank, was already equivalent to him.

In fact, in the past, no matter how strong a civilian Martial Artist's strength was, even if they were a Martial Artist, it was impossible to hold such a key position in a violent agency, usually, members were transferred from the military or police departments' military Martial Artists.

Firstly, compared to civilian Martial Artists, military Martial Artists were politically more reliable and had stronger discipline.

Secondly, most civilian Martial Artists had no relevant work experience and would not adapt to leadership work after suddenly acquiring a high position.

However, circumstances were different now.

In the past, during peaceful times, the country's governance was strong, and there was no need to care about the thoughts of civilian Martial Artists. But since the changes occurred, the national power quickly declined, and the other world began to frequently invade, making the situation increasingly severe.

Especially the possession event by the Evil God a few days ago, which greatly shocked the higher-ups while Chen Shouyi's performance amazed everyone.

Theoretically speaking, the threat and destruction that Xiao Changming, who was possessed by the Barbarian God, could cause were on par with Chen Shouyi, who fought him.

Their powers were comparable.

Politics is about increasing the number of your allies and decreasing the number of your enemies.

This time's exceptional decision was to win over and appease Chen Shouyi.

...

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this, and I really don't have the energy," Chen Shouyi said, smiling as he refused.

Zhang Jianfeng was slightly stunned, not expecting the other party to refuse such a good offer, so he persuaded:

"Chief Advisor, don't blame me for speaking frankly. A main hall level is already the level of the mayor of Hedong City. Although the position of Provincial Security Chief Advisor is also a title, it is honorary in nature, without an official rank, promotions, or any benefits, nothing at all."

"Oh!"

Chen Shouyi responded with a sound, with nothing more to say.

"With such a rank, looking at the current situation, it might even be possible to assume the top leader position locally in the future.

Chen Shouyi nodded again, smiling in response.

"Uh!" Zhang Jianfeng, seeing Chen Shouyi's casual attitude, finally snapped out of it.

Indeed!

For ordinary people, this is a great thing, but for Martial Artists, it might just be so-so.

For such a powerful person, even without power or position, who could ignore them?

Like today, didn't he come in person?

...

In the suburbs of Pingzhou City.

The sun was setting in the west.

A strong young man walked step by step on the dilapidated street, leaving a long shadow in the sunset.

His face was calm, with no emotion visible in his dark pupils, and every step was precise like it was measured, as he walked through, it seemed like something fearful was felt, and passersby instinctively avoided him.

"All unbelievers..." His eyes flickered, muttering softly.

This young man was the God of Hunting who left Hedong City a while ago.

He didn't go directly to Dongning but chose to linger in Pingzhou City, adjacent to Hedong City.

At this time, his appearance had changed, no longer the image from before.

He continued walking for more than ten minutes, and across the street, a partition wall appeared.

"The Spatial Passage is here."

He restrained his Divine Power and walked forward:

"Military Forbidden Land, no sightseeing allowed." The soldier on guard at the gate shouted loudly.

He didn't speak, taking out a Martial Artist Certificate.

This certificate was obtained from a local Martial Artist he casually killed, and his appearance was adjusted to match the other person's appearance. The soldier took the certificate and compared it to him without any suspicion, immediately allowing him to pass.

Subsequently, he proceeded unimpeded, and the closer he approached the Spatial Passage, the more intense the Divine Power on him became. In front of ants, he was too lazy to restrain his Divine Power anymore.

The accompanying soldiers only felt the fear in their hearts growing increasingly intense.

Finally, one soldier screamed and turned to flee.

It was like the last straw breaking the camel's back, and all the soldiers began to fall apart mentally, fleeing desperately.

He paid no mind, for he had achieved his purpose.

Looking at the empty Spatial Passage before him, he stepped in.

The next moment, a terrifying pressure erupted entirely, with an invisible force, causing the grass on the ground to bow down. His eyes glowed with a white light, carrying a holy yet majestic presence.

A few seconds later, he quickly restrained himself, returning to being ordinary.

The Tam World was quite vast, impossible to fully explore, and on Earth, passages separated by mere tens of kilometers might in Tam World be separated by thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers, with no corresponding geographical alignment possible.

Some areas even harbor ancient entities that have survived through the long ages, which even a god like him must fear to an extent.

Fortunately, through the connection with his true form earlier, this was still an area he was familiar with.

He moved swiftly and rose into the air.

A few seconds later, with a sonic boom, his speed reached the speed of sound.

Half an hour later, his speed gradually slowed down.

Not far away, various large and small tribes were dotted densely like ocean islands.

In his eyes, these tribes were enveloped in a domain of faith, emitting a clear brilliance, as this was the domain of a True God's faith.

Not wishing to conflict with this god, he descended and walked towards a nearby tribe.

This was a medium-sized tribe with a population of over ten thousand, looking prosperous, with a high proportion of young people and children.

It was already evening, and everywhere children were chasing and playing.

The God of Hunting, with a human appearance and wearing human clothes, walked among the Barbarians dressed in linen or animal skins, yet oddly, no one noticed him.

He went straight into a crude and small stone-built temple.

His gaze landed on a Divine Statue, a hint of disdain flashing across his face.

It was a statue with the body of a human and the tail of a snake, only about four meters tall, carved rather crudely.

The facial features were blurry, with one eye large and one small, and the nose was crooked. The snake tail was just a short segment, as if it had been chopped off by someone.

As a god who had seen the world on Earth, he naturally had the right to disdain. The statues humans built for him were much more dignified and majestic than this.

However, this disdain flashed by quickly, and he quietly waited for the other to arrive.

A god invading another god's domain would be extremely obvious to a god, like a pristine sheet of paper being stained with a drop of ink.

It didn't take long for an intangible presence to begin to descend.

The rocky statue began to emit a divine pressure as if it came alive, suddenly shaking off dust, and slowly turned to look at the God of Hunting, with emerald gemstone eyes burning with anger, the light was almost tangible.

"Tal, what courage gives you the nerve to invade my domain, do you wish to initiate a divine war with me!"

Recently, the other world has been turbulent and unstable. To seize faith, the entire Tam World frequently erupts in battles, many gods have fallen, and almost everyone lives in fear.

Although the God of Hunting's appearance had changed, the identification of a god was never based on appearance, but on the aura of Divine Power.

"God of Fury, you misunderstand." The God of Hunting said, his eyes flickering as he sensed the other's divine power:

"Your divine rank has fallen, hasn't it?"

The God of Fury, having just relaxed, was shocked upon hearing this, seeing it as a threat.

Fortunately, he quickly calmed down. The decline in Original Force had affected not just him, and even if he had fallen back to a god of Weak Divine Power, the other might not be much better: "Say what you wish to, if you want to know if my divine rank has fallen, then fight!"

"Kasa, your temper is still so fiery. I said I have no ill intentions, I'm here to help you this time!" The God of Hunting said leisurely.

"You have that much kindness!" The God of Fury said suspiciously, the God of Hunting being notoriously cunning, provoked his wariness.

"Have you heard of Earth?"

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