Chapter 126: Strange Talk about the Rules of the Exhibition Hall

Bai Tutu felt a chill.

Rong Le touched her chin, as if she didn't know what shocking words she had said.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry. When the time comes, he will naturally appear in front of us."

Bai Tutu felt that there was a lot of information gap between them and Rong Le. They were obviously acting together, but he seemed to have left them behind for several episodes.

Chen Sisi: "What happened to you? We were split into two departments, and now we can't meet because of the mission. Even if we want to take action, we don't know where to start."

Rong Le smiled helplessly and said, "That's a long story..."

He started talking from the day after the gathering yesterday, from seeing the Scales of Judgment in Lao Wang's hands, to the thrilling experience of successfully applying for the collection from the exhibition hall, as well as the operation of searching for the collection at night, and how to seal the S-level collection Rong Qing. He briefly talked about it all.

After he finished speaking, Bai Tutu and others who were in the civil service department were shocked and could not digest what they had experienced yesterday for a while.

The amount of information is really too much.

The Scales of Judgment, [Immortal Lover], Rong Qing... these collections are simply eye-catching.

The ones who were most deeply touched were undoubtedly the players. They followed the live broadcast all the way and knew almost most of Rong Le's cards. They knew the identity and origin of these collections very clearly.

However, these things actually appeared in the foundation!

Without giving them much time to react, Rong Le continued to tell them what happened that afternoon.

After completing the task, they were let back to sleep. The high-intensity task made them exhausted, and when they woke up the next day, it was already noon.

After a short rest, they received a notice to gather in the afternoon shortly afterwards.

Just as the civilian department had guessed, this was indeed a meeting to summarize this operation.

Rong Le's performance was the most eye-catching among them, and she was the well-deserved first credit, while the other two newcomers did not slack off in the task. Lao Wang said that there would be no problem for the three of them to be promoted to prosecutors collectively.

Others also rewarded according to the previous rules, but when it came to Rong Le, the standards were a little difficult to grasp.

The reason is simple: his achievements are too outstanding.

Less than three days after joining the job, he sealed an S-level fugitive collection. His ability is simply amazing. Although his direct promotion to a fourth-level prosecutor has broken the fastest promotion speed, it still cannot offset Rong Le's contribution.

What no one expected was that this incident actually alarmed the executive, the man who controlled the entire foundation.

The executive department is just his subordinate department, and usually only department heads and high-level prosecutors are qualified to meet with it.

The secretariat directly under him is independent of all departments and only obeys his orders. It is a white shadow that everyone fears.

At that time, Rong Le and the others didn't know this. They only saw a man in a black and white uniform come in, and all the prosecutors around him bowed their heads and offered the highest etiquette towards the door.

Rong Le and Tina Shengmao didn't understand what was going on, so they mixed into the group and bowed.

These uniformed people came in one after another. Lao Wang led them to retreat to make room for these people. As Rong Le retreated, he looked towards the door without being noticed.

This was the first time the prosecutors from the Secretariat appeared. Compared to the casual appearance of the Operations Department, they looked more formal and silent.

He wears a black and white round top hat with long tassels of the same color hanging on both sides. The solid color uniform outlines his slender figure, with a black and gold waist belt and a steel mask covering his face.

The crowd marched in an orderly manner, looking imposing.

In the executive department, the lowest level is the agent. Prosecutor is a special title, with five levels in total: 4, 3, 2, 1 and 7. The difficulty of each promotion increases exponentially.

They stood in two lines, forming a passage to the door.

Rong Le heard the sound of slow and steady footsteps until they stood in front of them.

He could only see the carpet in front of him. He saw Lao Wang's figure bent a little more in the distance, and said respectfully, "Mr. Executive."

Executive Officer: "Wang Lang, let them all get up."

Everyone obeyed the order, only Rong Le was a little slow at the back of the crowd and slowly raised his head.

…He saw Yan Liu’s face.

Yan Liu was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, with a slightly tired look on his face. His gold-rimmed glasses made him look gentle and indifferent, and he looked no different from how he remembered him.

Yan Liu said calmly, "I heard that the first person to seal the S-level collection this time was a newcomer. Come and take a look."

Lao Wang: "Yes, Mr. Executive, there are still some questions about his classification."

Yan Liu's gaze followed Lao Wang to Rong Le, and the prosecutors blocking his way stepped back, exposing him to everyone.

Rong Le and Yan Liu looked at each other.

The silent and loyal figure who always stood behind him, followed him and built the collection hall single-handedly. Rong Le had never seen him from this angle.

The young man who would tell jokes and complain about his actions in private after they got to know each other was his first and most loyal believer.

But he still seemed to have not understood Yan Liu's inner nature.

The boy who had become a ghost in the original worldline, the boy who bought him time to escape, the boy he had saved from bullying and became his most loyal believer, the young man who had single-handedly maintained all the chores of the collection, a young man who was useful and reliable enough...

And this powerful young man with cold eyes, looking down from a high position, surrounded by countless prosecutors, as if they wanted to dissect him open to see clearly.

I'm not used to being treated so coldly for a while.

Yan Liu looked him over. The young man with black hair and green eyes looked harmless and gentle, and did not look like a master who could turn the tide and seal the S-level collection.

But the executive department has all kinds of weird people, and it's an unspoken rule not to judge people by appearance, so he accepted this fact very well.

"Then, let's promote him according to his merits. Although the quality of his missions is high enough, the quantity doesn't meet the standard, so he will be promoted to the position of Third-Class Prosecutor."

Being promoted from a new recruit to a third-class prosecutor is a leap forward.

And he has also received the attention of the executives, so his future is bound to be bright.

Rong Le deduced this information from the looks of the people around him. He took a step back, bent down, and placed his hands on his chest. His smile and courtesy were impeccable. "I will definitely live up to the expectations of the Executive Officer."

Even after suffering such a huge shock, he did not lose his composure at all.

It was as if the person standing opposite was not the right-hand man who once supported and fought side by side with each other, but a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

He could feel Yan Liu's gaze on him. After a moment's pause, he withdrew his gaze without emotion: "Since the matter has been resolved, I will not stay."

Old Wang respectfully escorted him out the door, and Yan Liu was followed by the prosecutors with an imposing manner. Only after they disappeared at the other end of the corridor did he finally breathe a sigh of relief and his shoulders relaxed.

The atmosphere in the office was no longer stagnant and began to flow again.

When Yan Liu was here, no one dared to breathe. Even though they had a high status in the foundation, it still depended on who they were compared with.

Yan Liu and the secretariat where he works are the places that everyone subconsciously respects.

"You're incredibly lucky. Promotion to a third-class prosecutor requires more than just the level of missions completed; there are also requirements for quantity and so on. However, since the Executive Officer has spoken, you are officially a third-class prosecutor."

Old Wang felt a bit envious and jealous, and patted Rong Le's shoulder in satisfaction. "You performed well just now, and didn't let me down. The executive officer and the people around him are so imposing. In the past, there were often ignorant kids who were so scared of him that they dared not speak."

Rong Le blinked. "So... the Executive Officer and those prosecutors in ceremonial uniforms are from a higher-ranking department than us?"

"I didn't tell you all this? Well, there's been a lot going on lately, so I'll just briefly tell you."

Lao Wang patted his head. "The people following the Executive Officer are prosecutors from the Secretariat, who are directly under him. They're not in the same system as us, but in terms of status, the Executive Officer is God's agent and has the highest authority besides the President."

"So their position in the entire foundation is quite unique."

"If you want to advance further, you can consider joining the Secretariat. You might even be appreciated by the Executive Officer and meet the President."

Lao Wang said this with a sour taste in his mouth, as if thinking of Yan Liu's attitude that seemed to have some interest in Rong Le.

Although it is faint and difficult to detect, the thoughts of those in power are always unfathomable and need to be carefully guessed.

Yan Liu rarely sees people, but he came out for this matter, solved Rong Le's classification problem, and then left.

If this isn't attention, what is?

"The Secretariat rarely recruits new people. If a particularly outstanding prosecutor is spotted, they will inquire about his/her intentions. In short, it's a good place to work that's sure to make money."

Rong Le nodded thoughtfully. Lao Wang thought about it and did not tell him his speculation. Instead, he said to him:

"After becoming a third-class prosecutor, you can learn sealing spells of the corresponding level, and you will also have a special allocation of sealing containers. When you go on missions, you can apply for logistical support and corresponding level of collections. In short, the treatment is very good."

"Of course, even if you reach this position, you can't just sit there and wait for death. You have to try to explore deeper secrets."

Lao Wang: "At a certain time, there will be a grading assessment. Don't let your standards down. If you regress, you will be demoted. You don't want to know what the consequences will be if you regress here."

Rong Le: "Yes, I will work hard to get promoted."

Although the invitation letter from the secretariat might be delivered to Rong Le's desk in a while, this newcomer is still his subordinate after all.

Lao Wang also needs to fulfill his responsibilities and warn the promising newcomers what to do and what not to do.

After the matter was resolved, they dispersed on the spot.

Perhaps before long, the well-informed group in the foundation will be the first to know what just happened in the executive department, and then spread the news of the executive officer's personal visit and the newcomer's exceptional promotion throughout the department.

Rong Le, Tina and Sheng Mao, who were also promoted to fourth-class prosecutors, went to handle the relevant procedures. After all the trouble, it was already past the working time. After they had dinner in the cafeteria, they came back and met Bai Tutu and the others.

After learning what happened to them that day and night, everyone fell silent.

Although Rong Le only explained the situation in a declarative manner, except for Bai Tutu and Thor, it can be said that the people present were not very aware of the relationship between Rong Le and the Collection Museum, while the others were insiders.

Even Tina, who had been cared for in the collection hall for a period of time when she was young, had a certain understanding of the seriousness of the problem.

At this point, even if I wanted to deceive myself, I didn't have enough excuses.

Wang Qi: "This foundation seems to be modeled after a collection museum, but it cannot replicate the high-level personnel and high-level collections. More importantly, we still don't know what their purpose is."

Bai Tutu: "They are secretly interfering in the order of the continent and trying to restructure the status of the major sects. Could it be that they want to replace the Collection Hall?"

It was hard to explain anyway, not to mention the mysterious young man who looked similar to Rong Le that Bai Tutu met this morning. They didn't even know if there were people like them in this foundation.

This kind of horror story about a doppelganger actually happened in reality, and it makes people shudder just thinking about it.

Rong Le's emotions were relatively stable, and she even tried to comfort them: "It's useless to overthink it. Let's just hold off for now and see what they're up to."

What he didn't tell them was that after he was promoted to third-class prosecutor, the system, which had been silent for a long time, issued another task.

[Role Mission: 3, stand before the mastermind and accept his invitation to gamble.]

He had a premonition that perhaps the person sitting opposite him, shrouded in mist, would soon invite him again.

If that person is really as he thought, perhaps the opportunity will appear in front of him soon.

…

The executive department finally resumed its normal work and rest schedule. The next morning, Rong Le and the others came to work and saw quite a few people sitting in the office for the first time.

Although a group of prosecutors left immediately after seeing that the base was fine, there were still many who stayed.

Although they had professional titles, Rong Le and the others were still newcomers in essence. When they returned to their workstations, they immediately received countless gazes, both overt and covert.

Tina sat at a distant workstation with a sour face, while Sheng Mao, who was closer to Rong Le, sat diagonally opposite her cautiously.

As soon as Rong Le sat down, she noticed a gold-stamped invitation clearly placed on the table at her workstation.

"As expected, it's delivered. I said it's impossible for them to just come and leave like that."

Seeing him pick up the invitation, Lao Wang sighed, "This is an invitation from the Secretariat. If you go, it will probably be considered a promotion. So, do you want to report?"

Rong Le just opened the invitation and took a look, then said sincerely, "Go, of course I will go."

How can I be worthy of this invitation if I don’t go?

The person behind the scenes invited him to a game of gamblers, and the gold-plated invitation in front of him was the best proof. He followed the path paved by the other party step by step, and would eventually stand in front of him.

And at that time, the real show will begin.

Soon everyone in the office knew that a new person was going to the secretariat this time, and he would most likely become one of those aloof uniformed prosecutors in the future. They looked at him with some distance and respect.

The secretariat is the department closest to the power center of the foundation and has not recruited anyone all year round. Now, only Rong Le has been invited. He rested for a while and then walked towards the secretariat's office.

The top three floors of the central building are restricted to the public. Rong Le had an invitation letter, which was equivalent to a pass, so she was not stopped and reached the third floor unimpeded.

It seemed that they had anticipated Rong Le's arrival. The prosecutor he had met in the office before had no objection to his arrival and smoothly processed the procedures for him.

He soon received the same uniform as them, and the allowance given to Rong Le was even better than what he knew about the third-class prosecutor.

He also got a new rule sheet.

【Secretariat Rules】

We sincerely welcome you to join the Secretariat. This represents your excellence and loyalty far exceeding others. To help you better adapt to the Secretariat's working environment and quickly integrate into this big family, please abide by the following rules:

First, remember that the president's orders are absolute and that the president's will is God's instruction.

Second, obey the instructions of Secretary-General Yan Liu; his words are always correct.

Third, traitors will be hunted down to the end. The Secretariat is the sharpest sword and the strongest shield, and will handle all matters for the Secretary-General.

4. Know the secret, keep the secret, and guard the secret.

There are only four rules, and they are not complicated.

As the name suggests, after joining the Secretariat, the prosecutor's job is to act as a secretary and assist the executive officer in handling various foundation-related tasks.

He is also the exclusive personal guard of the president and executive officers. He is the sharpest sword in their hands and can be said to be both capable and good at fighting.

The Secretariat is above all other departments. In addition to the civil and executive departments, the Information Intelligence and Security Department is also under its jurisdiction.

After Rong Le changed into his uniform, before he could get familiar with the new environment, he received his first task.

"Now?"

"Yes, just make some simple preparations and then set off."

His task is to protect the Information Intelligence Security Department in its information collection work. The newly delivered collections are more dangerous and the information is not fully controlled, so they need to undergo various tests.

At this time, the prosecutor is needed to guard nearby to ensure that there will be no riot in the collection and to protect the personal safety of other operators.

But what Rong Le didn't expect was that the Information Intelligence Security Department did not have an exact working time, and testing the collections also required nighttime testing.

The prosecutor cannot leave his post during the test, which means he has to work overtime again today.

…

Rong Le lost contact again.

When they discovered this, Tina and Sheng Mao were waiting at the gate when they were about to get off work. The employees coming and going were looking at them curiously.

They agreed with Rong Le to go back together after get off work and try not to be left alone, but Rong Le never showed up.

In the end, Lao Wang was the last one to come out. Seeing how stubborn they were, he couldn't help but say, "Don't wait any longer. The Secretariat won't be able to leave on time if they're busy. He'll go back on his own once he's done."

Tina's face was very sour, and she said in a hard tone: "Can't even the news be spread?"

Lao Wang spread his hands and said, "Their level of confidentiality is very high. Usually no one knows their movements. If that doesn't work, you can go up and ask. Maybe someone knows."

Ordinary people cannot enter the secretariat. They are only the lowest-level fourth-class prosecutors and cannot enter the floor where the secretariat is located without an order.

Even when Tina and the others realized something was wrong and asked, they could only get the perfunctory answer of "He went to carry out an important mission."

To them, all this looked like a conspiracy.

They were disbanded as soon as they started working, and then they were separated again. Now it seems that every step is full of conspiracy.

Tina and Sheng Mao did not wait any longer. After returning to the dormitory building, the others were more or less worried when they learned that Rong Le had not returned.

Thor said worriedly, "Should we keep waiting? It's almost dark. If we want to go look for Mr. Rong Le, we won't be able to go out after closing time."

Their operation did not last long, only a few hours. The dormitory building was actually a kind of protection for the operators. As time went by, they gradually adapted to life in the dormitory building.

If you don't come back by the time you're done, there won't be any punishment, but wandering around the foundation after the time you're done without a mission is obviously not a good thing.

Otherwise, the streets wouldn’t be so empty after the dormitories were closed.

They abide by the rules here and are also bound by the rules here.

"Are we going to have to wait like this forever?"

Wang Qi crossed his arms and frowned, "We've been waiting ever since we got here. The civilian department seems to be isolated. Rong Le and the others are doing all the dangerous work. Are we going to have to lie down and be taken out of the foundation at this rate?"

Chen Sisi: "I agree with going out and exploring, although I feel that staying here is safer and going out will bring more risks."

"But the final result may not be as bad as we thought."

Not only is the purpose to find Rong Le, they also have to play their own role, find as many clues as possible, seek more possibilities, and turn into a sharp blade to pierce the enemy's heart.

Instead of sitting and waiting for death, hiding in the greenhouse and becoming a protected lamb.

Tina crossed her arms and curled her lips at the words: "Then let's split up. Bai Tutu, Thor, and I will form one team, and Sheng Mao, Wang Qi, and Chen Sisi will form another. Let's see who can win the teacher's favor."

Player Team: ...Who wants to compete with him for favor?

However, this configuration is indeed feasible. Tina took into account the members' familiarity and cooperation when dividing the teams. Both teams have experience in cooperating with teammates and are more accepting.

Although this decision seems a bit ridiculous, they are all very confident. Perhaps even though that person did not come back, he can still give them enough sense of security.

——As long as Rong Le is here, they will never lose!

…

In the dim room, the young man reported the situation in a light voice.

The white-haired young man held his chin and lazily played with the white chess piece in his hand. On the table in front of him was a chessboard with black and white chess pieces scattered around. It seemed that the game was about to be half over.

"The little guys are out."

This news made him smile, as if he had anticipated something interesting. As he stared at the gorgeous high chair opposite him, a sweet smile appeared in his green eyes.

There was a soft clicking sound.

The white piece lands in the enemy's territory, pointing directly in the direction of the black king.

He murmured, "It seems we will meet soon."