Chapter 143 Approval

Time flies, and it’s April in the blink of an eye.

Chen Chuan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the dormitory, looking at the incessant rain outside.

Almost a month has passed since I submitted my application for the Unlimited Defense Certificate in early March.

Normally, I should get a reply within a month, but I haven't received one yet.

Although he met all the requirements for applying for the Unlimited Defense Certificate and even far exceeded the ordinary measurement standards, the final decision-making power lies in the hands of the upper-level review team, so the possibility of being delayed to the second year cannot be ruled out.

This is actually not good for him, because as time goes on, the news of his application may be leaked, and the evaluation from the Foreign Affairs Bureau can only be kept secret for one year.

At that time, some people will not wait until he passes the Unlimited Defense Certificate to deal with him, but will try to do it in advance, so he still needs to be prepared.

He had already considered it, and one solution was to stay at school and focus on training. As long as he entered the second level, the medicine he could be given would be different from before, so he could hold on for a while.

However, doing so is rather passive and not conducive to future development, so Cheng Zitong told him that there is another way, which is to arrange for him to go to other branches or foreign schools for exchanges, so as to avoid various troubles.

However, this is only the last resort, and it is best to pass the application.

In the past month, he handled five more commissions, three of which had no clients and no strange stories because the time intervals were too long.

As for the remaining two cases, they were specially chosen to be easier to handle, so the process was not complicated. Even ordinary people could solve them if they knew the method, so there was nothing left.

He also discovered that only those strange stories that lasted longer or appeared more frequently in public were more likely to leave behind something, and it was also these kinds of strange stories that could provide more stimulation to the alienated organizations.

At present, among the commissions the company has obtained from the Government Affairs Department, there is probably only one that meets this standard, but that place is in Zhangshan. Because the cause of death of the predecessor there is unknown, he has always avoided going there.

Another point is that this strange story is not in the files he has read, and he needs to think of the solution himself, so he doesn't plan to go until he is fully prepared.

At this moment, the phone in the living room suddenly rang.

He glanced back, then walked over and picked up the phone. Cheng Zitong's voice came from the other end: "Xiao Chuan, come to my office now."

Chen Chuan's heart moved, and he said "OK" calmly.

He took an umbrella from the shoe cabinet, pushed the door open and went out. At this time, he saw Zhuang Zhi and a few others coming back from outside, their bodies still wet.

The two sides exchanged glances and ignored each other as usual.

Chen Chuan had seen the other party go out many times in the past few days, and he gradually exuded a more vigorous aura, which meant that he was going out to carry out the assigned tasks.

For first-year students, this is not an easy task, and it should be promoted by the Mutual Aid Association. However, for the Mutual Aid Association, this is like maintaining a sword. If you want to use it, you have to polish these tools first, so they will definitely invest in this aspect. What you give today, they will ask for more in return tomorrow.

When Chen Chuan walked to the door of the dormitory building, he saw that the rain was getting heavier. A gust of wind blew, and the air with cool raindrops made him wake up. He took a breath of the fresh air, opened his umbrella, and stepped into the rain curtain.

He walked along the track of Chunqiu Lake to the administrative office building, folded his umbrella, and placed it in a box nearby. He stomped his feet and went straight up to the fifth floor. When he reached the logistics office, he knocked on the door and said, "Teacher, I'm here."

"Come in."

Chen Chuan walked in, closed the door, and walked to the desk.

Cheng Zitong held down a list on the table and slowly handed it to him, "Xiaochuan, your application has been approved."

Chen Chuan looked down and picked up the list.

Written above is the review and approval of him. The comment says that after reviewing all aspects of his work, they feel that he fully meets the application requirements, so he is allowed to take the unlimited defense certificate examination this year and is asked to complete the assessment before September. Failure to do so will be deemed as automatic waiver. Without a government amnesty, he will not be allowed to take the exam again for the rest of his life.

Seeing this, he felt a little relieved.

Finally waited for it.

Cheng Zitong said, "Your cousin's analysis is correct. With recommendations from three government departments, even without the processing bureau, you are qualified enough to pass the application."

When they finally submitted the application this time, the teacher and student thought about it again and again and finally did not ask for an internal recommendation from the processing bureau.

Because besides being pretty, everyone knows what it is, so if you don't take it, it doesn't mean you can't get it. It's dispensable. It also easily exposes his application, so this can cover it up for a while.

After Chen Chuan finished reading, he put down the list and asked, "Teacher, what is the content of the assessment?"

Cheng Zitong said, "This is what I will tell you later. The exam content for the Unlimited Defense Certificate is different every year. The C Certificate is easier to explain. Students will be informed in advance. For example, I have already been notified. Someone will notify you later about matters related to the C Certificate exam.

However, the content of the B-level exam will not be announced in advance. Instead, it will be delivered to you by mail or in-person. That's why I asked you to fill in your home phone number and address. I think since the approval has come back, the result will be available within a day or two at most. So you can stay at home for the next two days to prevent the news from leaking to the school."

Chen Chuan understood and said, "Teacher, I will go back now."

Cheng Zitong hummed and said, "Once you have the results, you can call me and tell me what happened, but remember not to say it over the phone."

Chen Chuan nodded. He came out of the office and just came down from the fifth floor when he saw a group of well-dressed and serious-looking people walking in from outside, led by a person who looked like a senior school official, and walking towards the elevator.

After taking a few glances, he took back his umbrella, went back to the dormitory to get some things, put on his raincoat, rode his bike out of the school, and went to his aunt's house.

Because today was not a day off and no one was at home, he went to his room, put his things away, changed his slightly wet clothes, and then took out the book "Legend of Three Mountains" from his bag and began to read it.

The three mountains in this book refer to Zhangshan in the north, Jiashan in the southwest, and Xieshan in the southeast. Most of the legends take place around these three mountains.

Because before the great development, there was no Yangzhi City, only an old Yangzhi town. The area covered by these three mountains includes the current Yangzhi City and most of the surrounding areas.

Most of these legends have traces of ghost stories, or are extended from ghost stories. People like him who understand ghost stories can easily see something valuable behind them, so he read the book very slowly, pondering it carefully every time. After a month, he had only read less than half of it.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the phone suddenly rang outside the room. The person who called at this time and knew this number should not be looking for Nian Fuli's family.

He realized something, put away his book, walked into the living room, and picked up the phone. "Hello, this is Chen Chuan. Who are you looking for?"

A serious voice came from there: "Student Chen Chuan, I've arrived at the alley entrance where you live. Please come out and get your things."

Chen Chuan said, "Okay."

He put down the phone, walked out with an umbrella, and came to the alley entrance. He saw a black luxurious car parked there, and three people in black windbreakers were standing in front. He noticed that there was a man next to him holding a black briefcase. He walked up and slowly came to the front of these people.

The square-faced man among them looked him over, then pulled out a name card and gestured toward him. "I'm Chen Chuan, the messenger for the review committee. Please show me your student card and weapon permit to verify your identity."

Chen Chuan nodded and took out his student card and weapon permit. The man took them, checked them, motioned for the people next to him to move away, and took a few photos of them. Then he handed the card back to him and handed him a delivery note. "Sign it."

Chen Chuan took it, looked at it for a few seconds, and signed his name below. The man tore off a receipt and asked him to keep it. He then took the black briefcase from someone else. He did not take anything from it, but handed the whole bag to him directly.

When Chen Chuan took it, the man's expression finally relaxed a little. He extended his hand and shook his, saying, "Student Chen Chuan, please read the assessment content and requirements carefully. I wish you good luck in the assessment."

Chen Chuan said thank you, watched the group get in the car and leave, then carried his bag back to the house.

In the moving car, the man handed his name card to the person next to him, who respectfully took it and asked, "Commissioner Cao, is it just a student? Is it worth your personal trip?"

Commissioner Cao said, "I just wanted to see what it's like for a civilian student to receive recommendations from three departments and get a weapons license in his first year."

"That's really rare."

Commissioner Cao said: "What is rare is not this, but that he clearly knew he should do this, dared to do it, and did it."

"It seems to be a good seedling."

"I think so, but he has to overcome the hurdle he has to face. No one else can help him. Let's wait and see." As the conversation died down, the vehicle gradually disappeared in the rain.

On the other side, Chen Chuan returned to the house, opened his briefcase, and took out a file bag from it. After unzipping it, he pulled out a stack of papers from it. On it was a description of the assessment location, a route map and a large map of how to get there, as well as an assessment certificate that looked like a name card.

Just like what Cheng Zitong said, the purpose of asking him to go to another place for assessment this time was actually to exclude the interference of local forces in the assessment as much as possible.

He picked up the map and looked at the contents. Judging from the situation, the assessment seemed to be taking place in the wilderness.

Although the assessment period was set at a maximum of six months, after seeing the specific content indicated above, he felt that it probably could not be delayed for too long.

However, in about half a month at most, he would be able to try to enter the second level. Once he became initially familiar with the power methods and techniques of the second level, he would be able to take the exam.

After all, even elite students usually only reach this level after graduation, and if the second me is added, it will be enough to cope with this exam.

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(End of this chapter)