Chapter Seventy: The Potential Level of the Eastern Kingdom



After thinking for a moment, Fang Zong set his sights on the bronze gate of the underground palace.

The surrounding area was just an open space, except for the giant stone statue and an even taller and larger bronze gate.

Fang Zong stepped on the giant demon statue, his figure shooting upwards, then wielding his sword with both hands, he suddenly slashed down...

"The Method—The Killing Slash!"

In an instant, a blade of light, like a stream of water thrown out in the dead of winter, became larger, brighter, and denser, crashing down with a whoosh.

The sword struck the door, then the blade fell, cutting through the hard foundation stone of the tomb with a long, narrow, bottomless gash, as if a knife were slicing through tofu.

"What terrifying power!" Fang Zong was startled. With the Killing Slash, his attack power was more than ten times stronger.

Just as I was feeling pleasantly surprised, suddenly, "ding!" The whiteboard sword shattered into pieces.

"What a hard door!" Fang Zong felt a toothache.

The white-bladed sword was made of iron crystal, and although it was white iron crystal, it was still a top-notch sword, yet it shattered.

Surely the door can't be made of green iron crystal, right?

Fang Zong touched the door and knocked on it, but found nothing unusual.

Ninth Sister, still wanting more, asked, "Do you want to go in?"

Without saying a word, Fang Zong turned and left.

What are you going in for? You've already lost all your weapons.

Besides, he can't get through such a sturdy gate.

Fang Zong sneaked out of Xishan Park and checked the time; it was not yet ten o'clock.

I was supposed to report to the Demon Slayer Corps at noon, but I was too lazy to wait until the exact time, so I hailed a taxi on the street and headed straight for the city center.

Soon, the vehicle entered a small park. There were only two lazy-looking security guards on duty at the entrance, but when they saw Fang Zong, their bloodlust surged forth.

At the same time, Fang Zong felt something scanning over the entire car and himself.

Further in, the tall, lush trees were teeming with birds, chirping and singing, and soon vehicles could no longer pass.

Ahead lies a winding wooden bridge, pavilions, towers, artificial hills, and lush, verdant flowers—clearly, this is a breathtaking private garden.

Moreover, Fang Zong sensed that there were many well-hidden surveillance cameras watching him throughout the garden, which made his skin tingle.

"This is too conspicuous. The person in charge of surveillance is too weak. If they were strong enough, I wouldn't even be able to sense it..." Fang Zong thought to himself, then suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Could that strange feeling he had yesterday have been from someone with considerable strength spying on him?

He planned to go back and dismantle the full-length mirror, smash it to pieces, and search for it along the way.

Just then, a middle-aged man dressed in a loose-fitting robe came up to them and smiled, saying, "This must be Fang Zong, young man Fang, right? It was my oversight; I should have picked you up earlier."

"I'm sorry I arrived early. And you are?" Fang Zong extended his hand and asked politely.

"My name is Meng Changchun. I work as a general assistant in the bureau, doing logistics. You can just call me Lao Meng." Meng Changchun extended his hand to shake hands with Fang Zong, and led Fang Zong forward with a friendly expression: "We have an underground passage, so we don't need to walk there. But since you're here, let's take a walk and go to headquarters from upstairs."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two walked through gardens, pavilions, and towers until they arrived at a very modern building, which was also decorated in a magnificent manner.

As soon as they entered, Meng Changchun disappeared, replaced by a bunny girl with a sweet and adorable smile.

Wait, a bunny girl? Fang Zong was dumbfounded.

This is a little girl who looks normal and pretty, but she is wearing a white bunny dress that covers her up completely. She is not the kind of bunny girl you see in nightclubs. The only thing she has in common with is that she also has two decorative bunny ears on her head.

But she wasn't human, she was a ghost!

Fang Zong could sense the deathly aura emanating from the other person and began to feel dizzy. What did it mean that a ghost had appeared in the Ghost Killing Team's headquarters?

"She's a spirit, her name is Little Rabbit." Xue Nuo appeared out of nowhere, holding a juice cup, and slurping her juice.

"Yes, my name is Little Bunny, and I work at the front desk here." The little girl wiggled her long ears cutely. "I'm a spirit, just like Lin Qiaoyu in your family. I have no ill intentions towards the living. By the way, I only remember that I worked at the front desk of a store that sold rabbits. My name was Little Bunny. My obsession after I died was that I didn't die at my post, so I became a spirit."

Fang Zong: "..."

What the hell did you do? You didn't die on duty? Are you from the 1960s?

"Surprised? You thought you were the only one with spirits?" Xue Nuo was very satisfied with Fang Zong's surprised expression and said cheerfully, "Rabbit, go and process the paperwork for him. We'll be busy after that."

"Yes, yes, let's get the paperwork done first!" The little bunny meticulously searched for the documents.

The initial procedures were simple: sign, take a photo, and get a document. Fang Zong signed with a pen, still scrutinizing the ghost before him.

"What are you thinking about?" Xue Nuo led Fang Zong and Little Rabbit into the elevator.

"I'm thinking about how to get Little Rabbit to switch jobs. If she wants to be a receptionist, my clinic would be a good option too," Fang Zong said honestly.

He had thought about this for a long time. In this ever-changing world, one needs power to protect oneself and feel secure. He himself was still relatively safe, but his parents' power was already weak. If he could acquire more spirits and increase their power, wouldn't he be more secure?

Xue Nuo was speechless. "You came here to poach our ghost-slaying team's ghosts, didn't you?!"

She gritted her teeth and, after the elevator doors opened, blocked their way with a slap: "Now, we're going to test your strength level and decide how much benefit you'll get!"

...

On the third floor, there was a semi-enclosed room that was clean and tidy. It had a sofa, coffee table, refrigerator, and TV, as well as many lush green potted plants and a tropical fish tank with several large, unidentifiable fish swimming around in a relaxed and natural atmosphere.

Fang Zong sat on the sofa, inhaling the fragrance of the potted flowers, sipping the coffee served by Rabbit, and reviewing the terms and conditions of the benefits package.

The terms were very simple, covering various salary, promotion benefits, etc., and apart from prohibiting indiscriminate killing and treason, they had almost no binding force on him.

"Xue Nuo, are salary, benefits, and promotions determined solely by the test?"

“Yes, let’s assess your potential level.” Xue Nuo, with her legs crossed and enjoying a tub of ice cream, looked at Fang Zong with a half-smile and said, “Actually, it’s not as strict as you think. It’s divided into ordinary ability users, general-level, and demigod-level. Ordinary users earn 20,000 a month with average benefits, general-level users earn 30,000 a month with double the benefits, and demigod-level users earn 50,000 a month with double the benefits again. Don’t worry, even if you’re ordinary, Elder Meng has already given you a minimum of 30,000.”

"What level is your potential?" Fang Zong thought there was no problem and pressed his handprint on.

"I have more potential than a Martial General, but I'm still a bit short of the Demigod level. For now, I'm considered a Demigod level," Xue Nuo said with a smug smile, then stuck out her tongue. "Sister Xiao Ran is amazing. She's definitely a Demigod level, and her treatment is 20% better than mine!"

"How do we test it?" Fang Zong stood up.

Testing potential? How novel!

Fang Zong was very interested. He wondered what level of potential he had with Jiu Mei's support.

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