Atlas of Heaven and Man

The next day, at eight in the morning, Chen Chuan changed into a formal suit and, together with his advisor Cheng Zhitong, arrived at the administrative office building.

Similar to when he obtained his weapon permit, there were seven examiners present, seated behind a long table.

After verifying his identity and filling out a form, one of the examiners, an elegant lady in her thirties with light makeup, sized him up for a moment and said in a very friendly tone:

"Student Chen, we have reviewed your records. You have completed more than one mission during the national conscription, and each evaluation was top-notch. You are a very excellent and outstanding student. Now that you are a second-year student in the Martial Bravery program, have you considered the issue of internships?"

Chen Chuan replied, "Of course, I have considered it."

The examiner asked with a smile, "Oh? May I ask what Student Chen's thoughts are?" As she spoke, the expressions of the others also began to show some interest.

Chen Chuan thought, 'Of course, my idea is to go to Central City. It doesn't have much to do with you guys.' But saying it so bluntly seems a bit inappropriate? So he said modestly, "Perhaps I'll transition through some entrusted companies first, or maybe go to a political institution to learn from my seniors for a while."

The examiner's eyes lit up, and she said in an even more eager tone, "Then, Student Chen, I wonder what you think of our Finance Bureau? We have very generous benefits, and we desperately need excellent talents like Student Chen to contribute to our security."

Another member of the review committee then spoke up, "Our Communications Bureau also thinks highly of Student Chen. I wonder if Student Chen is interested in coming here? After all, we have always been lacking in security and urgently need a strong supplement. As long as Student Chen is willing to come, we can give you the best treatment."

He glanced at the lady and coughed, "Although it can't compare to the Finance Bureau, we can offer more benefits and conveniences in other areas."

As soon as he said this, the other members of the review committee also spoke up one after another, all wanting to invite Chen Chuan to intern in their departments.

Cheng Zhitong, standing beside him, understood what was happening. These people or the institutions behind them thought highly of Chen Chuan, so they wanted to bring him into their departments.

A student like Chen Chuan, who possessed an Unlimited Defense Permit, had participated in national conscription, and had unlimited potential, was someone everyone could see would have a great future no matter which department he entered. Perhaps he could even rise to a high position in the future.

If such a talent could be brought into one's own department, even if it didn't bring substantial benefits, it would greatly enhance the department's reputation.

Even if Chen Chuan left his department in the future, with this connection, the two sides could still talk to each other.

At this time, Cheng Zhitong took the initiative to step forward and speak for Chen Chuan, "Esteemed examiners, I have already made arrangements for my student. If there are any questions, you can come to me."

The examiners looked at Cheng Zhitong with some dissatisfaction. Cheng Zhitong also looked back. They were not from the same department, and he was not lower in rank than the people present, so he was not afraid at all. Besides, his student was going to Central City next, and there was no need to get involved in other things, as that would only distract him.

The members of those review departments were also helpless. After all, this was Chen Chuan's advisor. Before graduation, if he said he had arrangements for the student, they really couldn't get around it.

After a hasty end to the questioning, the review committee issued the Armored Permit.

This was also a jade tablet-like object, but it was generally black. Although it was thin, it felt very heavy. There were also wisps of white mist-like patterns on the surface, vaguely forming the shape of a large shield. His name and card number were also engraved on it in ancient seal script.

With the Armored Permit in hand, the matter was considered over. Cheng Zhitong did not exchange pleasantries with the committee members and took Chen Chuan straight out. Once outside, he said, "Xiao Chuan, it seems they all think highly of you."

Chen Chuan said, "Only when the student himself is strong enough will they think highly of the student, but the student feels that he is not strong enough now."

Cheng Zhitong said, "Yes, Xiao Chuan, it's good that you can see this clearly. With strength and status, you don't need to look for others; others will take the initiative to befriend you. Just stick to your goals and go forward without hesitation."

Chen Chuan nodded.

"Well, now that you have both the Weapon and Armored Permits, you already have the Martial Halberd Spear. Does the teacher need to get you another protective suit?"

Chen Chuan said, "Thank you, teacher. The action team gave me one during the national conscription, and it's still usable."

Although the Armored Permit is theoretically more difficult to obtain than the Weapon Permit, anyone can use it without any threshold, because no one knows if you are wearing it inside. The key is the origin of the protective suit. Only with the permit can it be used openly without fear of being investigated.

Cheng Zhitong said, "That's good." After a pause, he added, "Speaking of internships, it's up to you whether you go or not. You don't need this experience anymore. However, the teacher wants to remind you that you need to find ways to make more money next.

Central City is a place where there are too many places to spend money. Try to save as much as possible before you go, otherwise you may have to spend a lot of time figuring out how to get money, and you will have very little time to train."

Chen Chuan nodded. He also knew that in Central City, probably no amount of money would be enough, so he wanted to save as much as he could now.

"It is said that the stuff was originally used for health and beauty products and was the Molan Company's most core drug. Refining it again can still have some effect, so many people are buying it recently. It is said that one hundred pounds can be sold for one yuan. One hundred pounds of soil can be sold for one yuan! What a profitable business! I even want to go."

Luo Kaiyuan said, "I don't believe it. If there were such a good thing, why didn't the government people shovel away these lands before? Why leave it for others? Even if it is some kind of drug, it's useless after being burned."

Feng Xiaoqi said, "Since there is such a rumor, there must be some truth to it. What if it is useful? Besides, that is the place where the Molan Company was destroyed. Isn't it worth a visit?"

Luo Kaiyuan was a little tempted after hearing this. At this moment, they both saw Chen Chuan walking over and greeted him.

Feng Xiaoqi said to Chen Chuan, "Classmate Chen, we were just talking about going to the place where Molan was annihilated. Are you interested in going there with us?"

Chen Chuan said with a smile, "If I have time, I will go and take a look, just as a memorial."

The place where the Molan Company was finally destroyed, of course, had to be "瞻仰" (pay respects to). He didn't go to Zhang Mountain 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, he naturally has no scruples.

Feng Xiaoqi happily said, "Then let's go together on the day off. Maybe we can shovel two pounds of soil and sell it for some money."

After the three of them agreed on a few sentences, they each went to train.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. On the day off in the middle of the month, the three of Chen Chuan rode their bicycles towards Zhang Mountain. They originally planned to call Wei Dong and Wu Han along, but Wei Dong went to do commission tasks with Wu Han and didn't know when they would be back, so they gave up.

However, they found that the closer they got to Zhang Mountain, the more people there were on the road. It seemed that many people had the same idea as them, and of course, it was more likely that they were going for the red soil.

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When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they found that there was actually a parking spot here. Only when they asked did they know that it was set up by the Iron Chain Gang. The three of them were very relieved to park their bicycles here. Such a large gang as the Iron Chain Gang would not cheat them out of a few bicycles, and thieves would not dare to steal things from the Iron Chain Gang.

The three of them easily walked up the slope to the top of the mountain, passed through the flat passage full of fortress works, and came to the back. Here, the mountain gradually receded, and the view was very wide. Feng Xiaoqi pointed downwards and excitedly said, "Look, it's there."

Chen Chuan and Luo Kaiyuan looked down together. What they saw was a bright blood-red color, as if a large piece of land had been dyed with blood. Many people were bowing their heads there to shovel soil. After filling a bag, they happily went to a scale on the side to exchange for money. It looked like someone was specially collecting it.

But no matter how they shoveled, the bottom was red.

"I told you this thing could be sold for money, right? Look, so many people are shoveling soil." Feng Xiaoqi was very excited. He picked up the camera hanging around his neck again, "I have to take a few pictures."

While he was taking pictures there, Chen Chuan stood there and looked at the second me, and saw that there was a slight blurring on it, although it felt very weak, and might be ignored if he was not careful.

Moreover, this color…

He stared at the open space below and suddenly thought of the blood bead-like thing he and Ren Xiaotian collected near Jiao Mountain when they first went to the wasteland to do a commission.

It seemed that someone was also buying that thing.

After looking at it for a few times, he and Luo Kaiyuan and Feng Xiaoqi walked down the slope. In fact, it didn't feel very good when they got there. There were people turning the soil everywhere, making the surroundings full of soil dust. In addition, the sand and dust on the wasteland were also heavy, so it was really not a place to stay for a long time, so the three of them turned around for a while and went back.

Although Feng Xiaoqi said he wanted to shovel soil, he didn't really do it.

On the way back from Zhang Mountain, Chen Chuan was still thinking about the red color that he said, and also thought about the destruction of Molan Company… Molan Company, red…

He suddenly thought of something, and used the excuse that the company had something to do, so he separated from Feng Xiaoqi and Luo Kaiyuan on the way, and rode his bicycle to the original location of the Molan Building in the city center alone.

He parked his car first, then walked into the nearby river channel, carefully checked the two banks and the bottom of the river channel for a while, and found extremely subtle and difficult to distinguish red marks there. This trace was very long.

He swam along the river channel and chased after it, all the way to the Baihe River in the south of the city, and found that these had not been cut off and continued to extend forward, not knowing where they were going.

When he got here, he didn't continue, but returned to the shore. As soon as he came out, wisps of white steam floated from his body. When he walked into a telephone booth, his clothes had already dried.

He picked up the microphone, dialed a number, waited for a while, the other side answered, "Director Lei? I am Chen Chuan, I seem to know what that person wants to do."

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