Standing on the shore, he watched Bai Yibing's warship slowly leave the dock and sail into the distance under the guidance of two water tribes.
There were tears shining in Yingdao's eyes.
After all, he is only a seventeen-year-old boy!
He took a deep breath: "From today on, I am alone..."
Although, he has already received such training.
Dukes of the Qin Kingdom must receive wilderness survival training starting at the age of fourteen.
They would take a bag of dry food and a few flints, and then head to an uninhabited mountainous area and spend ten days there.
Ten days later, someone will find them and take them out.
but……
The whole process was actually protected and observed by strong men from the Qin State.
There is no life risk.
And now...
Yingdao knew very well that he really wanted to survive alone in this foreign land.
Not only must he survive, he must also succeed!
Successfully become a disciple of the Immortal, and successfully learn the moral techniques and methods of strengthening a country here.
Then he will go back.
Take what you learn here back with you.
Turning around, behind him, Mi Lu, whom he had just met for a few days, had already handed him a handkerchief.
"Gongsun, wipe it!" Mi Lu smiled sincerely.
Yingdao looked at the grandson of the King of Chu whom he had known for only five days.
He nodded, took the handkerchief, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Thank you, Mr. Shouchun..." Yingdao returned the handkerchief and then asked, "I heard that Mr. Meng is recruiting some people to protect the windmill recently?"
Mi Lu nodded.
Yingdao said: "Can you ask His Highness Wang Sun to introduce Mr. Meng to me..."
"I want to apply for a job..."
"Become the guardian of that windmill!"
“This way you can earn a salary and learn something!”
Mi Lu listened and his eyes lit up.
yes!
Why didn't I think of that?
Guard the windmill...
You can observe it up close and get in touch with that huge thing.
You can even make friends with the craftsmen who repair windmills.
Mi Lu felt her heart beating thumpingly.
So, he said to Yingdao: "That's exactly what I mean!"
"How about you and I go together?"
But, in his heart, the young Prince of Chu has quietly raised the threat level of the Duke of Qin by several levels!
The elder chooses his disciples very carefully.
There must be thousands to choose from, and places are scarce.
This Qin Gongsun is probably a direct competitor!
On the surface, Mi Lu was smiling happily and took the initiative to hold Yingdao in his hand: "If Gongsun doesn't dislike it, we will often visit each other in the future..."
“Wouldn’t it be beautiful to talk at night by candlelight and fall asleep with our feet resting on our feet?”
Yingdao nodded: "Wang and Sun please, don't dare to resign!"
Beside the two of them, Zhao Shuo had an expressionless face.
It wasn't until he saw Mi Lu and Ying Dao walking away that he realized what they were doing and hurriedly followed them.
He has no money anymore.
He could only eat and drink at Mi Lu's place, and even treat his maids and retainers at his beck and call.
Now, he secretly hates Yingdao.
"If it weren't for him..." Zhao Shuo thought in his heart: "At least I could have maids to serve and retainers to serve me like the king of Chu..."
On the same day, the Qin warship arrived in Jiangcheng.
As a courtesy, Qin Gongsun paid homage to Jin Gong and also paid homage to his father and ancestors.
Then……
His father and grandfather canceled the attendants and maids originally assigned to him.
I only gave him 500 ingots of incense and copper and let him board the ship!
But Zhao Shuo wouldn't know.
When he followed up.
Mi Lu and Ying Dao looked at each other and laughed in unison.
Mr. Zhao...
What a good brother!
…………………………
At 12:30 noon, Xu Ji arrived at the rented house in a police car.
I just took a shower and haven't had time to wipe myself clean yet.
A message from Guiling appeared on his mobile phone.
But it's a list.
Above the list are the harvests compiled from Mayin Tomb.
All in all, there are probably more than two hundred items.
Most of them are elixirs labeled as Class B.
But there are also more than a dozen A-level elixirs.
Xu Ji looked puzzled.
He watched Gui Ling explain: "Consultant Xu, according to the regulations of the Public Security Bureau, all consultants who participate in exterminating demons and ghosts can receive trophies equivalent to 10% of the total harvest after the war..."
"Because you are the one who destroyed the demon alone..."
"So, according to the regulations, you can get half of the harvest..."
"If you have time in the afternoon, you can come to the Tancheng City Public Security Bureau, or you can have our personnel deliver the things to your home..."
Xu Ji looked at it and nodded.
This is what the country will do!
Because for the country, temporary profits or interests are insignificant.
The country only focuses on one thing: law and chaos.
That’s why there are so many behaviors that are pure losses from a capital perspective.
The country’s annual investment in poverty alleviation alone involves countless manpower and material resources.
If it is capital...
Xu Ji knew that, let alone take the initiative to discuss the distribution with him.
I am afraid that even the actual harvest will be kept hidden from him.
Just as he was sighing, Gui Ling typed again and asked: "Consultant Xu, what do you plan to do with these things?"
She was about to recommend that the consultant sell all the elixirs to the Public Security Bureau at market prices.
But I saw Consultant Xu’s answer: “Maybe he plans to refine some elixirs!”
Guilin's breathing quickened.
Alchemy?
Yes...
Immortals must make elixirs!
……………………
The private plane landed slowly at Tancheng Airport.
Masanori Takagi stepped off the plane.
The bus from the Tancheng City Consulate is already waiting.
"Private Marseille with red bean paste!" The consul in black formal attire bowed deeply as soon as they met: "Please forgive me..."
"The other party rejected all our proposals!"
"Don't even answer our calls anymore..."
Snapped!
Masanori Takagi slapped the consul on the face: "Trash! I invest so much money in you every year, and this is how you repay me?"
"It seems that I have to consider discussing with Representative Oda to adjust the position of the consul!"
Hearing this, Aoki Yangsheng shivered, even his calves were shaking.
In Japan, adjusting one's position is no different from giving out pensions!
He knew that if he didn't make some efforts, he would be in trouble.
What awaits him must be a transfer order.
His next stop may be Gambia, Liberia, or even a small country in the Sahara.
There are no complete roads like that across the country.
It is an extremely poor and backward area where you can only walk when you go out and shout when talking on the phone. Mosquitoes are everywhere and demons are rampant.
Once you go to those places.
Even if he hides in the consulate every day, his safety may not be guaranteed!
Because even the ambassador of Citigroup has been eaten by monsters.
"Your Excellency! Your Excellency!" Aoki Yangsheng immediately knelt down: "Please give me another chance!"
Takagi Masanori squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Then I will give you one last chance!"
"If it can't be done..."
"The ambassador of Burkina Faso just retired..."
"Aoki-kun is young and promising, and will surely be able to serve as a bridge of friendship between Japan and Burkina Faso!"
