Looking at the bustling scene, Li Xin felt very moved. He didn't expect the Hexbird Gazette to be so impressive overseas. After all, it's not the internet age of his previous life; newspapers are definitely a major source of daily entertainment. The Hexbird Gazette not only expanded rapidly in the Li Long Kingdom but also did very well overseas. Luthor's choice of this entry point was quite precise.

Outside the president's office is the editorial room, the core of the Hexbird Gazette. There are reporters reporting, some writing articles, others arguing loudly, and some shouting they would rather die than change their work, only to go obediently to make changes soon after. This lively scene made Li Xin somewhat dazed.

"Who are you looking for?" asked a stylishly dressed woman who seemed to be at leisure. Her light golden hair was slightly curled and surprisingly thick, her plump red lips contrasted with her glowing white skin. She wore a professional skirt with a layered lace-edged blouse, which gave Li Xin a sense of bewilderment, as if time and space were overlapping.

"Sister, my name is Li Xin. I have an appointment with the president." Li Xin said politely.

The woman sized up Li Xin and showed a restrained yet sexy smile, "Little brother, you have an appointment with the president, huh? This way, please."

Walking ahead in high heels with long strides, her swaying body moved gracefully. That figure was really top-notch.

Knock knock knock.

"Come in!" A steady bass voice sounded.

The woman gently opened the door, "President, a gentleman named Li Xin is here to see you; he said you have an appointment."

"Li Xin?" The middle-aged man paused, "Oh, it's Li Xin, let him in. Christie, make two cups of coffee."

Christie's smile deepened a bit more, "Mr. Li, please come in."

Christie swayed off to make coffee, while Li Xin walked into the president's office and saw Ma Zhe, the highest officer of the Night Patrol in Hedan.

"Sit down." Ma Zhe put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Li Xin, "How long have you been here, and where are you staying?"

"For a while now, currently staying at the Lirong Inn in the George District." Li Xin replied. The Ma Zhe in front of him... didn't really look like a Night Patrol member, more like a boss, a professional president—slightly plump, smiling, and very personable, completely different from old Luo's cold and strict demeanor.

"The Lirong, huh, it's a nice place to stay," Ma Zhe said, "How do you find Moncaleta for the first time?"

"It's a prosperous and wealthy city, well-deserved as the pearl of Dao Yuan."

"Haha, describing it as the richest city is not an exaggeration. As the most stable country in the Dao Yuan Eastern Continent, their wealth is astonishingly accumulated. Of course, our two countries have a good relationship, and harmonize on beliefs too. There's no significant historical conflict, and most of the time we've been allies," Ma Zhe chuckled, "This also presents some opportunities for us—Hex-Tech is quite popular here."

"Indeed, I didn't expect such a scale, so busy." I thought it was just a Night Patrol base in the guise of the Hexbird Gazette, but it's truly a newspaper office, a very capable one.

"Haha, it started with just five people. Over the years, I've grown it to this scale. It's a long story," Ma Zhe chuckled, "Christie, put the coffee here, and keep busy. Don't disturb us unless it's important."

"Sure, President." Christie put down the coffee bending over, and her waist twisted, the round buttocks maintaining a curve. Li Xin thought if they weren't having an affair, he'd drink the coffee cup.

Christie left, closing the door. Ma Zhe's ears twitched, both tacitly sipping coffee. After a while, Ma Zhe smiled, "Alright, some are Moncaleta locals, some are immigrants, which helps in cover. Although the Moon Goddess Court and the Earth Mother Goddess Court have a decent relationship, it's better to be restrained on foreign soil. That Christie is from the Earth Mother Goddess Court, there are some things to be avoided, but I'm working on converting her."

"President, you're wise." Li Xin showed the right amount of admiration.

"Luo Jin said you're a little schemer, and he wasn't wrong. Is his departure smooth?" Ma Zhe lit a cigarette and asked.

"He got what he wished for."

Ma Zhe nodded, "Look beyond that; it's the fate of all Night Patrols, just a matter of time. What do you plan to do?"

"I'll follow the president's arrangements." Li Xin said.

"On account of Luo Jin, I'll take you in; you're now part of the Night Patrol in Hedan. The overseas personnel rules are similar to our domestic regulations, with a few extra precautions. Christie will explain them to you later," Ma Zhe said, seeing Li Xin's surprise and chuckling, "Our actions in Hedan can't escape the Earth Mother Goddess Court's notice. We focus on cooperation and mutual development, but of course, what's secret should remain secret. Do you understand this discretion?"

"Yes, President, talk less, see more, listen more, and report more."

"Yo, not bad. With such understanding in a young person, it's no wonder Luo Jin thinks highly of you. Here at the Gazette, complete tasks when given, and do your job well when there aren't any. Being a journalist is excellent—it generates income for the church, and you can gather some useful intelligence. We're short of hands lately, so for now, you're responsible for the George District. Gather some news that could attract public attention."

"Yes, President, I will focus on valuable intelligence. The George District's immigrants might have some bizarre stories," Li Xin said, "Is there anything specific I need to pay attention to, or any emphasis?"

Seeing Li Xin's clear mindset, Ma Zhe became more earnest. In the past, domestic assignments weren't devoid of people, but most were painfully inflexible or only wanted to stir up trouble. Such a street-smart young man was rare.

"Have you stayed at the Canon Law School?"

"Yes, I was once selected for the Black Rose." Li Xin had to sell himself a bit, hoping it might boost his salary.

Ma Zhe nodded, "Alright then, two directives: the bizarre stories in the George District, and intelligence from the Canon Law School. The once-every-five-years Earth Mother Goddess's Glory War is the grandest event in Moncaleta. Each Canon Law School will have significant actions; gather some valuable intelligence."

"Thank you for the guidance, President; I'll remember that."

Ma Zhe smiled, "Your current monthly salary is 600 Lira: 400 for journalism fees, and 200 as a Night Patrol allowance. You have a week to acclimate. The Fifth Society doesn't support idlers. If you can find a piece of valuable news within this week, you'll pass and become a full-time employee."

"Both the Gazette and internal report are acceptable?" Li Xin asked.

"Kid, quite confident, huh? Both are fine. If you have a major discovery, the reward is unlimited. Our Overseas Society isn't like the domestic ones that are stingy; if you have skills, show them, but remember, don't cause trouble, especially not under the Night Patrol banner. If you provoke disputes, no one can protect you."

"Yes, President!" Li Xin struck an earnest attitude.

Ma Zhe pressed a button in front of him, and it wasn't long before the sound of footsteps echoed as Christie swayed her way over. "Christie, this is our newcomer; log him in, and get him a press card. Once done, you can get off work."

"Alright, President, same as usual today?" Christie asked coquettishly.

Ma Zhe nodded, then leisurely resumed reading the newspaper. Unlike the Glass Dragon Night Patrol, constantly dealing with secret events, in Hedan, secret events are handled by the Earth Mother Goddess Church and Funeral Attendants. They have dual identities of Night Patrol and the Li Long Kingdom's special agency, which is quite handy.

The promotion of Moncaleta's Hex-Tech started with the Gazette. Hard selling wouldn't work, but the newspaper combined with the telegram links Dao Yuan's information, attracting customers and rapidly growing the Gazette. Subsequent promotion became easier. Of course, these broad strategies were left by Grand Governor Luthor back then, enabling the Hexbird Gazette to quickly take root in major Dao Yuan countries. Despite appearing as just a newspaper, it's the core for Li Long to control intelligence in various countries, thus the central task of each bird report is not action, but long-term observation and collection.

Li Xin followed Christie, who liked to walk ahead, "Little handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Sister, I'm still young." Li Xin deliberately acted innocent, prompting Christie's laughter.

"Little guy, you're so amusing; aren't you still a virgin? Here in Moncaleta, we're unlike you—so conservative. Love is life's main course. You can skip meals, but not love," Christie laughed, as if mature ladies everywhere love to tease young boys.

"I'm very experienced!" Li Xin playfully retorted, making Christie even happier.

"Good, experience is good. Now, register, fill out your details accurately; if something comes up later, everyone has to take responsibility," Christie said.

All the questions were personal details and addresses; nothing to hide. Li Xin filled them all out neatly.

"You can pick up your credentials tomorrow. Did the president assign you a task?" Christie asked.

"Yes, I have a week to dig out a valuable piece of news as my assessment. Otherwise, I'll have to return where I came from."

"Little guy, do your best!" Christie pinched Li Xin's shoulder.

Li Xin was speechless, directly teased? Watching Christie's alluring backside, no wonder so many people like being the president.

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