Provincial Government Office.

The office director sat on the sofa with a face full of caution, tentatively asked: "Should we suppress it?"

The Provincial Chief held a letter about the invitation to reward Chen Shouyi at a recognition ceremony in the Capital City, his brows tightly furrowed, and he hadn't finished speaking for a long time.

He had been looking at it for a long time, and just reading it gave him a headache.

Although most letters with clear intentions to manipulate, he would just glance at them and throw them in the trash, like inviting some famous experts to the Capital City for a meeting, or reviewing the certification again for martial artists and martial masters from various provinces.

Such letters clearly meant to manipulate, only a fool would fall for them.

The province has its own situation, with some areas still in a state of occupation!

Taking care of his own province has already left him exhausted, where is the extra strength to support the central government? Even if he agrees, others won't.

But this letter involves a powerful martial master, so it can't be handled rashly.

Looking at the information on the letter, the opponent killed a demigod this time, even though it was just a heavily injured demigod, it's an amazing feat!

Back when much of Hedong was occupied, it was only by one demigod.

A heavily injured demigod, even with severely reduced strength, is far stronger than the average martial master.

Such a martial master is of significant importance to Jiangnan Province, enough to serve as a stabilizing force.

Their role is comparable to that of a battalion.

Moreover, this martial master is still young, only just an adult. From the documents, he is basically a martial arts fanatic, with no desire for power. He normally abides by the law, truly a model citizen of the new era.

If he suppresses the letter here, and the person on the other end hears about it and feels discouraged, just pack up and go to the Capital City with his family, how can you stop him?

After a long time, the Provincial Chief put down the letter and solemnly said: "We definitely cannot suppress it! He surely has to go to the Capital City, but we must send people to closely monitor, strict prevention, and avoid him getting manipulated away."

"I will certainly send competent personnel to accompany," the office director quickly stood up and said, "Deputy Director Huang Jian has interacted with him more, so they can communicate better."

"Huang Jian? No, he's too old. Even as a martial master, no matter how mature, he's only eighteen, what common language does he have with someone in their forties?" The Chief immediately denied.

"Then Han Jiangang, Deputy Director, thirty-nine years old!"

"He's also somewhat old, are there no other options?" The Chief said discontentedly.

The office director suddenly understood: "Then how about Deputy Director Zhang Miaomiao from the Second Secretary's Office, she's twenty-eight years old, just the rank is a bit low."

"Low rank doesn't matter, as long as the task is accomplished, I think it's fine!"

...

The other world was growing colder.

In the desert where Chen Shouyi trained, the temperature had already dropped to below minus forty degrees.

He kept a thick coat in his backpack at this time.

Due to the low temperature, the Shell Lady also seemed like a quail, not too fond of moving around, she curled up in a small nest Chen Shouyi specifically arranged for her, stuffed with velvet.

In the cold wind, her whole body was huddled in it, only revealing a pair of mung bean-sized eyes, staring unblinkingly at Chen Shouyi who was naked, steaming all over.

Beads of sweat dripped from his body onto the ground, and within seconds, they had already frozen into ice.

After finishing his Thirty-Six Horizontal Training Styles, Chen Shouyi wiped off his sweat and quickly put on his clothes.

It's really too cold here.

He picked up the Shell Lady's small nest and walked into the cave.

Inside, a pot of meat soup was bubbling away.

The pot and bowl were brought from the outside.

Just roasted meat can get tiring after a while, even though Chen Shouyi is not picky, he's recently been eating to the point of nausea.

He took off the pot lid, and steam rushed out, emitting a rich meaty aroma.

Large pieces of meat rolled in the milky white boiling water, along with mushrooms, green vegetables, bamboo shoots. Except for the meat caught here, the rest were brought from outside.

In this desert, especially in the cold winter, prey is extremely scarce and rarely comes out, but if one is attentive, they can still find some.

With his keen hearing and perception, he could easily notice them even underground.

The meat was ready!

Chen Shouyi sprinkled a bit of salt into it.

Served a large bowl.

The fragrant meat soup shimmered with cheerful oil flowers, aptly seasoned, the meat was aromatic and substantial, devouring it piping hot with the soup gave rise to warmth in the belly, causing slight perspiration.

In the cold winter, a pot of piping hot, delicious meat soup is truly an unparalleled pleasure.

Chen Shouyi heard a rustling sound and looked up at the darkened sky.

It's starting to snow!

Next to the charcoal fire, the rejuvenated silly Shell Lady looked at the snow outside with excitement as she left her warm nest and flew out. The result was she got hit left and right by the snow, staggering, yet still enjoying it inexplicably.

She grabbed a snowflake and stuffed it into her mouth.

By the time Chen Shouyi noticed, she had already eaten several.

He quickly focused his mind, his will like tentacles, pulling the silly Shell Lady back: "This can't be eaten!"

"Why can't it be eaten?" The Shell Lady asked puzzled.

"Your stomach will freeze!" Chen Shouyi said.

"Oh!" Feeling her stomach already numbed by cold, she was so frightened she quickly discarded the remaining snowflake in her hand and burrowed into Chen Shouyi's furnace-like chest, though her eyes still constantly watched the snowflakes drifting outside.

Outside, the cold wind howled, eerie and mournful!

Yet inside the cave it was warm as spring, shielding from the wind completely.

Chen Shouyi soon finished the entire pot of hot soup.

He rested for a while, waited for the food to digest, then removed his clothes and continued practicing amidst the storm.

To become strong, one must endure hardship and solitude.

Although the 'Book of Knowledge' played a major role, without daily effort ten times harder than ordinary people, he wouldn't have become one of the few peak martial masters in the Great Xia Country within just a year.

...

By evening, when Chen Shouyi returned home, he saw Bai Xiaoling standing at the door with two unfamiliar people, a man and a woman.

Looks like it's not a mission notice!

Chen Shouyi muttered inwardly.

"Chief Consultant, let me introduce them. This is Director Zhang from the Provincial Secretarial Office," Bai Xiaoling stood up and said.

A graceful and beautiful young lady immediately stood up with a smile without speaking: "No need to call me Director Zhang, Chief Consultant, just call me Zhang Miaomiao!"

"And this is Zhao Ding!" Bai Xiaoling continued introducing.

A young man with acne and a rather unremarkable appearance instantly sprang up nervously: "Chief… Chief Consultant, hello, I just handle miscellaneous tasks and serve the leaders."

Chen Shouyi glanced over their faces, utterly bewildered: "Hello, what brings you to me?"

"Here's the situation: a letter from the Capital City regarding the recognition for your achievement in killing the demigod during your last mission. However, you have to go to the Capital to receive it. To ensure you are familiar with the specifics, the provincial committee specially appointed us to accompany you on a trip!" Zhang Miaomiao said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaoling's eyes widened in shock.

A demigod, how could that be?

How could my Chen Shouyi be so formidable!

Chen Shouyi seemed oblivious to Bai Xiaoling's astonishment, his face flashed with excitement: "When are we going?"

"At ten o'clock tonight, on the train!"

ps: Sorry, I'm sick with a cold, headache, not in good shape, writing a chapter feels like dying.

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