Let's start by analyzing the sun

Cheng Han completed the reorganization of the Huiyang War Zone, leaving behind a legend about the Grand General Supervisor, and quietly departed from the area.

Within just two days,

many people's destinies were changed because of this.

For example,

Steward Zhang of the Lake Patrol Office.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

"Dong! Dong!"

The gate of the Lake Patrol Office was suddenly knocked.

Steward Zhang woke up with a start, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked loudly, "Who is it?"

A loud voice immediately entered the gate: "Is Steward Zhang Liang there? I am a Mystic from the Central Court."

When Steward Zhang heard the word "Mystic," he shuddered, and his sleepiness vanished instantly.

He scrambled to get up, hurriedly shouted, "Mystic Sir, please wait a moment, I'll come and open the door immediately."

Steward Zhang hastily put on his clothes and hurried to the hall to open the door.

What he saw.

Two black-robed Mystics were standing quietly outside the door.

And dozens of meters away.

A Mystic ship was parked.

One of the Mystics showed a polite smile: "Steward Zhang, Vice General Commander Zong of the Central Court summons you to an audience."

Steward Zhang "ah"ed, completely dumbfounded.

The lofty Vice General Commander actually personally received a small character like me?

Another Mystic gestured: "Please come with us."

Steward Zhang blankly said "Oh" and instinctively followed the other party's footsteps.

Until he sat on the Mystic ship and rose into the air, he still had an extremely unreal feeling.

However,

Steward Zhang was not a fool.

He naturally understood that all of this was inseparable from the Grand General Supervisor.

That Lord stayed in the patrol office for a day, eating and living with them, so the dignified Vice General Commander would personally summon him.

Also for the same reason, the two Mystics were so polite to him.

At this moment.

Steward Zhang couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Life is impermanent!"

He looked down at the increasingly smaller aquaculture lake, and unconsciously remembered the scene when he first met the Grand General Supervisor.

At that time.

The Lord was wearing ordinary work clothes, showing a clean and gentle smile, and took the initiative to greet him: "Good morning!"

*

"Good morning!"

This was Vice General Commander Zong's greeting.

The old face of this high-level Mystic also wore a gentle smile.

Steward Zhang bowed in fear and trepidation: "Your Excellency, I pay my respects to you."

But he felt in his heart that the Grand General Supervisor's smile was more sincere and more likable.

Vice General Commander Zong smiled and said, "I didn't have the opportunity to have a good chat with you at the pier that day. I happen to be free today, so I asked someone to invite you over for a chat."

Steward Zhang looked humble: "Your Excellency, this is my honor!"

Vice General Commander Zong directly made a request: "Can you tell me in detail about the matter between you and the Grand General Supervisor?"

Steward Zhang respectfully replied: "As you wish."

He immediately started babbling: "The matter is like this…"

This was something he had expected, so he had already prepared in advance what to say and how to narrate it.

Steward Zhang spent a full half an hour, narrating all the things related to the Grand General Supervisor, in detail.

This also included: the experience of briefly meeting him before the Grand General Supervisor left the Huiyang War Zone.

Vice General Commander Zong muttered thoughtfully, "The Grand General Supervisor will leave this ocean world in a month?"

Steward Zhang nodded: "Yes! These are the words spoken by the Grand General Supervisor himself."

Vice General Commander Zong looked regretful: "The Grand General Supervisor is an exceptionally outstanding commander. This is a loss for the Dongli War Zone."

But this guy was secretly happy in his heart: "It's good that he's leaving!"

From Vice General Commander Zong's position.

The Grand General Supervisor's deterrent power was too strong. The longer the Grand General Supervisor stayed in the Dongli War Zone, the more pressure he felt.

The two chatted for a while.

Vice General Commander Zong asked with a smile: "This war zone plans to expand the farming scale of Green Rice Shrimp tenfold. There is currently a great lack of talent. Are you willing to accept the position of 'Grand Steward'?"

Steward Zhang was immediately surprised and delighted.

According to the rules.

The steward's superior is the chief steward, the next superior is the general steward, and the next superior is the grand steward.

In other words, this is equivalent to being promoted three levels in a row.

Steward Zhang calmed down slightly and quickly replied: "Your Excellency, I am greatly honored!"

*

Thousands of kilometers away.

Emerald Cloud War Zone.

A medium-sized port.

Cheng Han, wearing a staff uniform, stared at the sea, and suddenly felt something.

He did not hesitate to perform a deduction, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

The matter of Steward Zhang being promoted three levels was a small gift specially prepared for this person, but it was not given by him personally.

This guy is conscientious in his work, has considerable knowledge of aquaculture, and his character is also top-notch. It is not an exaggeration to give him the position of Grand Steward.

Speaking of which.

This matter can only be handled by the Huiyang War Zone.

Otherwise, the dignified Grand General Supervisor, whose words can determine the retention of the General Commander, personally appoints an ordinary person as the Grand Steward, which will surely make others laugh their heads off.

Cheng Han shook his head slightly and muttered in a low voice: "Sometimes, when the status is too high, it is not convenient to do certain things."

A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again: "The news that I am leaving has already spread. I wonder if the other party will take the bait."

In fact.

Before leaving.

The main purpose of Cheng Han's special farewell to Steward Zhang was to use this person to spread the message.

The target of this fishing trip.

Is not someone else.

It is—the Snake God.

Previously, he had reorganized the Huiyang War Zone. Due to time constraints, he naturally did not have time to clean up the spies in the war zone.

It is certain.

With Madam Snake's character, she must have planted many spies in the Huiyang War Zone.

And the news that he is about to leave will definitely spread in a short time, and then be detected by the spies, and finally be learned by Madam Snake.

Cheng Han chuckled: "Dear Madam Snake, I am a thorn in your side and a thorn in your flesh. Don't you plan to take action?"

At this time.

"Ding-dong!"

"Ding-dong!"

The bell rang throughout the pier.

Cheng Han looked at the hundreds of meters away.

A balsa wood boat was sailing towards the pier, cutting through the waves.

This represents that a ship is about to dock.

Cheng Han took out a whistle from his pocket and walked quickly to the berth of the pier.

His current identity is a newly migrated immigrant, and his current occupation is a staff member on the pier.

This is also considered a new identity for an unannounced visit to the Emerald Cloud War Zone.

The pier is a place where people flow densely, and it is also a place where information spreads quickly. As long as you pay a little attention, you can understand the bottom-level situation of the war zone.

Soon.

Cheng Han and several other staff members arrived at a berth to welcome the ship that was about to dock.

A dozen seconds later.

"Buzz!"

With the sound of the engine running.

The balsa wood boat slowly approached the berth.

Now in the Dongli War Zone, more than 90% of the transportation of personnel and materials between the various Lotus Islands is undertaken by Mica Tunnels.

Although other war zones have formulated construction plans, the project has not yet started, and they can only rely on balsa wood boats for transportation.

"Shout! Shout!"

Cheng Han blew the whistle hard and shouted loudly, "Throw down the cable."

A crew member picked up a bundle of cable, and threw it hard from a distance of more than ten meters.

However.

This guy's accuracy this time was really a bit outrageous.

The cable drew an arc in the air and fell directly onto the sea three meters away from the shore.

This distance is a little far.

Even if the people on the pier wanted to catch it, there was no way to catch it.

The pier manager next to him couldn't help but scold, "Silly beep!"

At the critical moment.

Cheng Han decisively stepped forward two steps, pressed his left hand on the pillar on the pier, jumped out of the pier, and accurately hooked the rope with his right foot.

At the same time.

He immediately drove out the first style of the Nine Yuan Martial Arts, the Hidden Horse Style, converted the strength in his body in one direction, and turned his body back to the pier.

"Pa!"

Cheng Han's right foot just stepped on the pillar.

The manager was stunned for a moment, and shouted loudly, "Good!"

Other staff members also shouted.

"Awesome!"

"Beautiful!"

The crew members on the opposite side happened to witness this scene, and they all gave a thumbs up when they saw it.

Measured by the eyes of ordinary people.

This is definitely a very clever martial art.

"Pa!"

The manager patted Cheng Han's shoulder, looking full of praise: "Little Sun, you actually have such a skill."

Cheng Han smiled and told the truth: "I used to be a patrol officer in the Small Spirit Realm for a while."

The manager suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

This guy turned his head to look at the others and ordered, "You guys pull the cable over."

He then looked at Cheng Han: "Little Sun, you have worked hard just now, take a rest for a while."

Obviously.

Cheng Han easily won the manager's approval with this skill, which can be regarded as showing a bit of talent and gaining a little preferential treatment.

Others swarmed up and took the cable from Cheng Han's hand.

Cheng Han did not refuse, and directly released the cable, watching his colleagues work together to pull the boat closer.

A few seconds later.

The balsa wood boat stopped steadily.

A passage bridge was immediately erected.

The passengers lined up in a long queue and began to disembark one after another.

After a busy time.

The ship, fully loaded with passengers, slowly left the port.

The manager waved his right hand and shouted, "Everyone, go and rest for a while."

A group of people scattered immediately.

Cheng Han approached the manager, with a tone of getting closer: "Manager Liu, I just came to the war zone, and I don't know much about the situation here. Can you tell me about it?"

If it were half an hour ago.

Manager Liu would definitely be too lazy to say more, and use the sentence "You will naturally know after staying for a long time" to send him away.

But now.

Manager Liu quite readily replied: "No problem."

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth curved up.

He deliberately showed a little hand earlier, just to use this manager to get closer.

And the crew member's cable was thrown crooked, in fact, it was also his secret trick.

Otherwise, the other party has thrown it at least dozens of times, how could it be so outrageously crooked?

Manager Liu said as he walked: "The environment here is completely different from the Small Spirit Realm. You, a new immigrant, will need a considerable amount of time to adapt…"