Chapter 217 Traces
At eight o'clock the next morning, Chen Chuan changed into formal clothes and went to the administrative office building with his instructor Cheng Zitong.
Similar to the time when I obtained the weapons permit, there were a total of seven reviewers present, sitting behind a long table.
After verifying his identity and filling out the forms, one of the examiners, an elegant woman in her thirties with light makeup, looked him over for a moment and said in a very friendly tone:
"Student Chen, we've checked your information. You've completed more than one mission during the national conscription, and each evaluation was excellent. You're an exceptional student. Now that you're a second-year Wu Yi student, have you considered an internship?"
Chen Chuan replied: "Of course I have considered it."
The reviewer smiled and asked, "Oh? Can I ask what you think, Student Chen?" As she spoke, the other people also began to pay attention.
Chen Chuanxin said, "Of course I want to go to the central city. It has nothing to do with you guys." But it seems inappropriate to say it so bluntly. So he said very modestly, "Maybe I can go to some commissioned companies for a transition period, or I can go to a government agency to learn from my predecessors for a while."
The auditor's eyes lit up, and he spoke more eagerly, "So, Student Chen, I wonder what you think of our Finance Bureau? We have very generous benefits, and we desperately need outstanding people like Student Chen to contribute to our security."
Another member of the review team spoke up at this point, "Our Communications Bureau also has high hopes for Chen. I wonder if Chen is interested in joining us? After all, we've always been lacking in security, and we're in urgent need of a stronger reinforcement. If Chen is willing to come, we can offer you the best possible treatment."
He glanced at the lady again and coughed. "Although it's not as good as the Finance Bureau, it can provide more benefits and conveniences in other places."
As soon as he said this, the other members of the review committee also spoke up, and their words implied that they wanted to invite Chen Chuan to intern in their department.
Cheng Zitong understood what was happening. These people or the institutions behind them were optimistic about Chen Chuan, so they wanted to recruit him into their department.
Anyone can see that a student like Chen Chuan, who has an unlimited defense certificate, has participated in national conscription and has unlimited potential, will achieve great things no matter which department he enters in the future, and may even be able to reach a high position in the future.
If such talents can be brought into this department, even without talking about the actual benefits they bring, they will greatly enhance the department's image.
Even if Chen Chuan leaves his department in the future, with this friendship, the two sides will still be able to talk to each other in the future.
Cheng Zitong then stepped forward and spoke on Chen Chuan's behalf: "Examiners, I have already made arrangements for the students. If you have any questions, you can come to me."
The auditors all looked at Cheng Zitong with some dissatisfaction. Cheng Zitong also looked back. They were not from the same department, and his rank was not lower than those present, so he was not afraid at all. Besides, as a student, he was going to the central city next, so there was no need to get involved in other things. It would be a waste of his time and energy.
The members of the review department were also helpless. After all, this was Chen Chuan's instructor, and he had told the students about the arrangements before graduation, so they really couldn't get around it.
After the questioning was hastily concluded, the review committee issued the armor certificate.
This thing also looks like a piece of jade, but it is mostly black. Although it is thin, it feels very thick. There are also strands of white cloud-like patterns on the surface, vaguely forming the shape of a large shield. It is also engraved with Chen Chuan's name and card number in ancient seal script.
After getting the armor certificate, the matter was considered over. Cheng Zitong did not bother with the committee members and walked out directly with Chen Chuan. When they got outside, he said, "Xiao Chuan, it seems that they are all very optimistic about you."
Chen Chuan said: "They will only look favorably upon students if they are strong enough, but students themselves feel that they are not strong enough yet."
Cheng Zitong said, "Yes, it's good that you can see this clearly, Xiaochuan. With strength and status, you don't need to look for others; others will actively come to you to make friends. Just be firm in your goals and keep moving forward."
Chen Chuan nodded.
"Well, now you have both the weapons and armor certificates. You already have a halberd. Do you need the teacher to make you a protective suit?"
Chen Chuanshuo said: "Thank you, teacher. The action team gave me one when I was recruited for the national team. I can still use it now."
Although obtaining an armor-carrying license is theoretically more difficult than obtaining a weapon-carrying license, it's practically accessible to anyone, as no one knows who's wearing it. The key is obtaining the source of the protective clothing. Only with the license can one use it openly without fear of being traced.
Cheng Zitong said, "That's good." After a pause, he continued, "As for internships, it's up to you whether to go or not. You already have enough experience on your resume, but I want to remind you that you need to find a way to make more money next time.
There are so many places to spend money in Central City, so you should try to save up as much as possible before you go. Otherwise, you'll probably spend a lot of time trying to make money, leaving you with very little time for training."
Chen Chuan nodded. He also knew that in the central city, no matter how much money he had, it would not be enough to spend, so he tried to save as much as he could.
It seems like I still have to take on commissions. Whether it's from the Esoteric Cult Inspection Bureau, the Police Bureau, or even the ghost story type, I can do whatever I can. While accumulating money, I can also accumulate overlapping time, which will make more preparations for the journey to the central city.
After parting with Cheng Zitong in front of the administrative building, he returned to the dormitory. Before he reached the corridor, he heard the voices of Feng Xiaoqi and Luo Kaiyuan from afar.
“I heard that the north is preparing to build a railway recently to connect Hangu City in the north with our Yangzhi City by land. However, the area in the north, where the Molan Company was annihilated, has turned red.
It's said that this thing was originally used for health and beauty, and is the most important drug of the Molan Company. It can be refined and is still effective, so many people have been buying it recently. It is said that 100 kilograms can be sold for one yuan. 100 kilograms of soil can be sold for one yuan. That's a very profitable business! I want to go there."
Luo Kaiyuan said, "I don't believe it. If there was such a good thing, why didn't the government clear the land and leave it for people? Even if it was some kind of medicine, it would be useless after the fire."
Feng Xiaoqi said, "Since it's a rumor, there must be some truth to it. What if it's useful? Besides, that's where the Molan Company was destroyed. Isn't it worth going and taking a look?"
After hearing this, Luo Kaiyuan was somewhat tempted. At this time, the two of them saw Chen Chuan coming over and greeted him.
Feng Xiaoqi said to Chen Chuan: "Classmate Chen, we were just talking about going to the place where Mo Lan was annihilated. What about you? Are you interested in going there with us?"
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "If you have time, go and see it. It will be a souvenir."
Of course he had to go and "pay his respects" to the place where Molan Company was finally destroyed. He didn't go to Zhangshan before because it was in the direction of the old house and he was afraid of encountering any danger. Now that he has been there, of course he has nothing to worry about.
Feng Xiaoqi said happily, "Then let's go together on our day off. Maybe we can shovel a few pounds of soil and sell it for some money."
After the three of them had a few words and agreed, they went to train separately.
A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and on the day off in the middle of the month, Chen Chuan and the other two rode their bicycles to Zhangshan. They had originally planned to call Weidong and Wu Han along, but Weidong had gone with Wu Han to do a commissioned task, and they didn't know when he would be back, so they gave up.
However, they found that the closer they got to Zhangshan, the more people there were on the road. It seemed that there were many people who had the same idea as them, and of course it was more likely that they were going there for the red soil.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, they found a parking lot. After asking, they found out that it was set up by the Iron Chain Gang. The three of them felt relieved to park their bikes there. The Iron Chain Gang was too big to cheat them out of a few bikes, and thieves didn't dare to steal from the Iron Chain Gang.
The three of them easily climbed up the slope along the mountain path, passed through a flat corridor full of fortifications, and came to the back. Here, the mountain gradually receded, and the view was very open. Feng Xiaoqi pointed below and said excitedly: "Look, that's it."
Chen Chuan and Luo Kaiyuan looked down together, and what they saw was a bright blood red color, as if a large area of land had been stained with blood. Many people were shoveling soil with their heads down, and after filling a bag, they happily went to the scale on the side to exchange it for money. It seemed that there were people collecting it specifically.
But no matter how they shoveled, the bottom was still red.
"I think this thing can be sold for money, right? Look, so many people are shoveling the dirt." Feng Xiaoqi was very excited. He picked up the camera hanging around his neck and said, "I have to take a few pictures."
While he was clicking away taking pictures, Chen Chuan stood there, looking at the second me, and saw that there was a slight blur on it, although it was very subtle and could be overlooked if one was not careful.
And this color...
He stared at the open space below and suddenly thought of the blood-like substance he and Ren Xiaotian had collected from near Jiaoshan when they first went to the wilderness to do a commission.
It seems that someone bought that thing.
After taking a few glances, he, Luo Kaiyuan and Feng Xiaoqi walked down the slope. In fact, they didn't feel very good when they got there. There were people digging the soil everywhere, making the surroundings full of mud and dust. In addition, there was a lot of sand and dust in the wasteland. It was not a place to stay for a long time, so the three of them walked around for a while and went back.
Although Feng Xiaoqi said he would shovel the soil, he didn't really do it.
On the way back from Zhangshan, Chen Chuan was still thinking about the color red, and also about the demise of Molan Company...Molan Company, red...
He suddenly thought of something and, using the excuse of having something to do at the company, separated from Feng Xiaoqi and Luo Kaiyuan halfway and rode his bike alone to the city center where the Molan Building was originally located.
He parked the car first, then walked into the nearby river. He carefully examined the two banks and the bottom of the river for a while, and found a very fine and difficult to distinguish red mark there. The mark was very long.
He swam along the riverbed and traced it until he came to the Baihe River in the south of the city. He found that the rivers were still there and extended forward, with no one knowing where they went.
When he got here, he did not continue, but returned to the shore. As soon as he came out, wisps of white steam floated off his body. When he walked into a telephone booth, his clothes had already dried.
He picked up the phone and made a call. After a while, the call was connected. "Director Lei? This is Chen Chuan. I think I know what that person is up to."
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(End of this chapter)
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