The courtyard house originally allocated to the Special Management Bureau by the government was a complete three-courtyard complex. Now the first courtyard was being used for registration, so Yan Jue ended up in the second courtyard.
Before his feet even touched the ground, he felt through his spiritual energy that everyone in the room was heading towards the center of the yard, which meant he had raised his gun. He then used his spiritual energy to see that all of them had loaded their guns.
Yan Jue: There’s no need to be so solemn.
Without caring about anything else, Yan Jue quickly withdrew his spiritual energy to reveal his true form, and said in fear: "Brothers, we are one family. I am afraid of you holding guns."
He's just a weak little rookie, he'll be killed instantly if the bullet comes.
"Hahaha, I knew it was you." Zhou Taotao laughed and pushed the door open. "There are so many people outside, and you don't like to be high-profile and don't want to be in a crowd. If you can't get in, you can only go to heaven."
Not to mention him, most of the soldiers in the Special Management Bureau are at the first level of Qi training, with their five senses strengthened and assisted by spiritual energy. Although they couldn't see with their eyes, when Yan Jue jumped onto the wall of the courtyard, a vague perception arose in everyone's mind - someone was coming.
After not seeing each other for a long time, Yan Jue walked over and punched Zhou Taotao on the shoulders. He then pretended to complain, "You already guessed it was me, and you still let someone point a dangerous object at me? You think you're having fun scaring me, right?"
"Speculating and seeing it with your own eyes are two different things." Zhou Taotao rolled his eyes at him. "For the safety of the Special Management Bureau, we must be wary of someone with unknown origins who can conceal their existence."
After he finished speaking, he belatedly realized something was amiss: "Wait, you can hide yourself? And you can fly over here while hiding? Didn't you try before and say you couldn't do it because you didn't have enough spiritual energy? Could it be..."
Yan Jue smiled proudly: "Second level of Qi training."
"But that's the limit of what I can do. I can't hide my body and my aura at the same time. Otherwise, you would never have noticed me when I came in just now."
Blending his body into the surroundings through the veil of spiritual energy, while also avoiding revealing flaws while moving, was a delicate task, and naturally consumed a great deal of spiritual energy. Coming in from the outside was already his limit; another two meters and he would have been completely exhausted from spiritual energy depletion.
But even so, the second level of Qi training is enough to make people envious.
Zhou Taotao slapped Yan Jue's shoulders, making a loud clacking sound. With the spiritual energy and the Atlantis seafood, Yan Jue was no longer the frail Yan Daiyu who, compared to those with more training, looked delicate. He could withstand these two blows. Most importantly, he was at the second level of Qi training. While so many people were struggling on the first level, he had already reached the second level.
"We won't compare ourselves to someone like you who uses cheats."
Zhou Taotao said sourly, "Why didn't you report your upgrade? You just wanted to scare us for fun, didn't you?"
"I'm back now, don't worry about the details." Yan Jue waved his hand and asked, "Just now I saw Zhang Zizhen working as a registrar. Hasn't he shown off enough? Has he even stopped paying attention to his cultivation?"
Ever since he successfully drew in Qi, Zhang Zizheng has come up with a training schedule that is even more intense and meticulous than the one he used to prepare for the college entrance examination. He also used his connections to make a long sword made of fine steel. He swings the sword every day until his arms can no longer lift them. His diligence makes many people admire him.
With this mindset and self-awareness, regardless of how far he can go on the path of sword cultivation as he wishes, at least he has already acquired the basic qualities of a sword cultivator.
Yan Jue was shocked by this king of papers. Out of strong support for his friend, he discussed with Pan Wencheng and applied for a half-price voucher for him using the excuse that "you are the first person to defect to the Special Management Bureau and provide a lot of information."
Use this coupon to redeem any martial arts in the Special Management Bureau at half price.
It's impossible for it to be free. He earned the points day by day, and their relationship is not so close that it can be free. Half price is the biggest discount he can give up with great pain.
After receiving the reward, Zhang Zizheng worked even harder.
On the first day of registration, Yan Jue thought he was just too excited and wanted to be the center of attention—understandable for a young man like him. But it had already been four days, and he had gone from a handyman to a registrar. Could it be that Zhang Zizhen had become obsessed with this job, drifting under the envious gazes of others?
Ah, what should I do? I want to contact Zhang Ziren’s relatives again.
"You guessed wrong this time. He really wanted to show off on the first day, but later he was completely forced."
Zhou Taotao dragged Yan Jue to the main courtyard gate. Looking at the crowded crowd inside, he raised his chin and pointed at Zhang Zizhen, who was sitting behind a table on the steps. He asked mischievously, "Look at his expression. Does it look like he's doing this voluntarily?"
Yan Jue took a look and shook his head.
Zhang Zizhen had no expression on his face as he carried out the same process that he had repeated countless times in a formulaic and mechanical manner. The depression in his eyes was almost overflowing.
"What's going on?"
"It's all his fault," Zhou Taotao scoffed mercilessly. "On the first day he showed off his ID, there were quite a few people there who knew him. Even if they didn't, they could already tell what he was talking about by listening to the random discussions around them."
"He was at work at the time, so there was no way to approach him or ask questions. By the evening, there were so many people looking for Zhang Zizhen that he didn't even dare to step out of the Special Management Bureau. When they couldn't find him, they turned to look for his parents and grandfather. At first, his family would just go along with them, but later, there were so many people that they became impatient."
"Then he gave out Zhang Zizhen's contact information and posted a copy on the entrance of his own Taoist temple."
Yan Jue couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Zhou Taotao gloated: "Most of the people who came to Zhang Zizhen were elders. Some of the ones he knew were willing to talk to him, but most of the strangers kept calling. Zhang Zizhen simply turned off his phone. Those people went back to look for his family. His grandfather called me specifically and asked me to tell him that if he dared to turn off his phone, he would never be able to go home in this life."
"You'll have to take responsibility for the trouble you've caused. Zhang Zi is really getting fed up. Since I can't practice anymore, I might as well put my phone in the room and come over to be the registrar to shut those people up."
Yan Jue really did feel a little sympathy for Zhang Zizheng, and was glad that he had not taken the usual route to enter the house instead of revealing his identity at the door.
The degree of enthusiasm of the metaphysical community for the cultivation of immortals is actually greater than they imagined.
Zhou Taotao asked, "Now that you're back, is there any news from Zhuo Feng?"
Yan Jue followed him to the office and said as they walked, "Zhuo Feng is free tomorrow night. Tell An Jin to come earlier, preferably in the afternoon."
He thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow is a workday, right? If he wants to take a leave, he can tell the company in advance."
Zhou Taotao responded and laughed again, "An Jin is not only dedicated to cultivation, he also asked me, both openly and covertly, how to let ordinary people know about the existence of the Special Management Bureau or his bloodline in advance."
"That guy is extremely disgusted with his vampire blood. He's especially worried that once the truth is made public, his girlfriend will be afraid he's a vampire and break up with him. He lives in fear all day long."
"Girlfriend?" Yan Jue blinked, recalling his reaction when he first met An Jin. "He really wants to practice, could it be because of his girlfriend?"
Cultivating immortals is much more noble than being a vampire, and it sounds very harmless to others.
"Maybe?"
Zhou Taotao didn't know more, "You can ask him tomorrow."
Yan Jue refused: "Forget it, I'm not interested in other people's emotional experiences."
Zhou Taotao shrugged: "Where's Ah Qing?"
Speaking of this, Yan Jue couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, and some very subtle emotions appeared in his words: "In the game, he refused to come out."
"You won't come out? Tell me, what did you do to Ah Qing, you devil?" Zhou Taotao glared at him. "Ah Qing, who used to be so affectionate and eager to get a hug from the teacher, would rather stay alone in the game than come out. How bizarre."
Yan Jue pretended to be innocent and said, "I just wanted him to try a few things."
"Really, I'm not forcing him to learn anything. I just want him to try out more hobbies or cultural courses on our planet. If he doesn't like it, I definitely won't force him to learn it. I'm not that kind of person."
But Yan Jue also has his own principles. The prerequisite for Ah Qing to "dislike" something is that he must first have a certain degree of understanding and try it, instead of just picking up the pen and not even drawing a line on the paper, and then nodding to agree for Ah Qing to give up because he feels that he doesn't like it.
"Before he started learning, I took him to see a lot of related finished products. It was an interesting teaching method and very scientific."
Zhou Taotao was stunned, pointing at Yan Jue for a long time without saying a word. Finally, he could only sigh heavily, heartbroken and said, "You devil, how old is Ah Qing? He was only born a year ago. In human terms, he is just a one-month-old baby, and you let him go to interest classes to make up for it."
Yan Jue: ???
"You're totally unworthy of being a teacher!" Zhou Taotao revealed his true intentions. "If you don't want to raise Ah Qing, just leave him with me. I'll raise him for you. I guarantee he'll be plump and white. No, black and hard?"
"Taotao, you still have too little homework."
Yan Jue was exhausted: "I also care about Ah Qing's opinions and emotions, okay? Please don't misunderstand me!"
He didn't start with cultural courses, but with a series of recreational activities such as painting, singing, playing games, etc.
It's just that Ah Qing was used to being free. Apart from Professor 91's classes in the morning, he would spend the rest of his time playing with Noel Zhuofeng or sticking to himself, doing whatever he wanted. No one would give him long speeches, especially those from another world that required him to first make an effort to understand some common sense before he could understand them.
What was entertainment for people in their world, or some interesting history or stories, was incredibly boring to Ah Qing. You couldn't blame Ah Qing for being averse to studying; every time he talked about studying, he would procrastinate.
Moreover, this was a course under the premise that Yan Jue had said he would help him find a goal and it was for his own good, and he had agreed to it. In order not to disappoint Yan Jue's expectations, Ah Qing forced himself to study.
Yan Jue didn't notice this problem at first. It was only after teaching for two days that he realized that Ah Qing was in a bad mood. He couldn't think of any good solution, so he could only slow down the progress and help Ah Qing adjust.
He also thought about giving up. Ah Qing's goals should be formed gradually after a lot of experience, rather than his "cramming" education. He could definitely afford to wait.
But Ah Qing couldn't wait.
The Stone Tribe was an absolute favorite in the chaotic star field of Ah Qing's plane, their mere presence causing a commotion. It was easy to imagine that if Ah Qing was captured by a group of shameless, evil people, they would definitely not simply provide him with good food and drink and send him back to the Stone Tribe.
It was because Ah Qing was lucky enough to become a supporting character in the plane, and thanks to the protagonist's luck, he was able to hide in the chaotic star field for many years without being discovered, and had the opportunity to escape safely. At this stage, it doesn't matter if Ah Qing delays returning to reality for ten days or half a month, because the protagonist can't escape there either.
But what about three, five, or even ten years later? That's the protagonist. Even without Ah Qing, he'll still leave when it's time. Without Ah Qing, there's still Ah Lu, Ah Huang, and Ah Lan. No matter the color, the protagonist will always find his golden finger.
What will happen to Ah Qing now that the protagonist has left?
91 said that he would send Ah Qing back to the starting point of the story, but that doesn’t mean that it will follow the protagonist’s trail and send Ah Qing back.
Because Ah Qing has missed the protagonist's plot in the chaotic star field, after the protagonist left, Ah Qing's role is not that important, and even the important position of the first supporting role may have to be moved to the back.
The past cannot be rewritten.
When Ah Qing returns to the Chaos Star Region, it is unlikely that he will ever meet someone like the protagonist who is willing to protect him and not betray him. Admittedly, Ah Qing can rely on himself, but Yan Jue can't bear it.
There is a straight shortcut right in front of you, why do you have to suffer to achieve your goal?
For the first time, Yan Jue wanted to be a little selfish and help Ah Qing choose a path. So he could only harden his heart and let Ah Qing continue to learn more knowledge and see more people and things.
If possible, he would rather let Ah Qing learn the common sense of his own dimension, but there is no opportunity, so he has to let him learn the things of his own low-tech dimension. After finding the goal, he can make some adjustments when he returns in the future, or create a new career.
"I'll also ask Zhuofeng and Noel to help tell Ah Qing about the things in their plane and see if they can pique Ah Qing's interest."
Yan Jue said righteously: "So stop thinking about my child all day long!"
How could he not feel sorry for his cub?
Zhou Taotao touched his nose: "It's because your baby is so cute..."
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