Chapter 251: Chen Zuan (Part 1)
Chapter 251: Chen Zuan (Part 1)
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
“Let me see your proof,” The soldier at the border said calmly.
At the border, there were more than a dozen large searchlights and some soldiers were setting up temporary sentry posts. Lu Shu flashed his officer pass as the soldier held up something that looked like a POS terminal and keyed in Lu Shu’s serial number.
Only after he had checked the validity of Lu Shu’s identification pass, he finally let him pass. But just when Lu Xiaoyu was about to pass, the soldier said calmly, “I’m sorry but this child has no identification proof so I can’t let her pass.”
Lu Shu was stunned for a moment. He had forgotten that Lu Xiaoyu wasn’t a member of the heavenly network.
But before he could consider his options, Jiang Shuyi pulled out an envelope from his pocket. His two long fingers pulled out a document with a bright red seal from the envelope. Upon seeing the document, the soldier said in a deep voice, “I’m sorry but I’m in no position to deal with this. Please wait.”
He hurried inside and appeared with a major-rank officer who gestured for the gates to be opened. During the whole process, the officer did not interact with Jiang Shuyi and everything happened silently.
Lu Shu was secretly shocked, just how much influence did Jiang Shuyi’s family have in the military?
The cordon was quite a distance from the main camp and they had to take a car. For some reason, entering such a high-security area had everyone quietened down.
Upon reaching the brightly lit main camp, Lu Shu found everything familiar- the military tents and the food truck where a bunch of chefs was busy cooking…
The military tents were set up in an orderly manner as if the distance between each tent was meticulously measured.
“Why are so many tents empty?” Lu Shu asked out of curiosity.
Jiang Shuyi smiled, “Do you know why there’s a hurry to evacuate the traffic?”
“Why?”
“Because there are still many daoyuan students stuck outside…”
Gathering the daoyuan students required time, especially in the Qingzhou area which consisted of 1 city, 1 district, 6 ethnic prefectures, 30 states, 7 ethnic states, 2 state-owned cities, and 3 administrative districts.
With such a large area to cover, it was impossible for all to arrive at the salt lake within a night. Those coming from the east would still be stuck on the roads…
They were also prepared for unexpected guests like Lu Shu and Jiang Shuyi. Someone up there must have given such instructions as Lu Shu and Jiang Shuyi were immediately allocated a tent.
Lu Xiaoyu noticed the aroma from the cooking class and tugged at Lu Shu’s sleeve. “Wait a minute,” Lu Shu smiled.
Only after entering the tent did they notice two other people already inside, packing their own things. Surprisingly, one of them was the teenager that Lu Shu had met not too long ago outside.
Lu Shu checked out the interior of the tent. Not only was the arrangement of tents orderly, even the beds were placed and made neatly. One tent was meant to accommodate 16 people. Each tent was 4.5×7.5m in size with windows at the side, and supported by 30 or so steel tubes that could withstand gales of up to level 6 and 6cm of snow.
The two insiders saw the newcomers. Besides the teenager from earlier on, the other teen with a rather chubby face decided to greet them.
In fact, everyone knew that the people in this tent were of rich and important backgrounds. Although the soldiers at the border were also allowed to let those with contributions pass, who else besides Jiang Shuyi and Lu Shu had ever been inside remains? No one.
These people were exposed to the importance of diplomacy and connections from their parents and understood the rules of their world. Knowing that these were people of similar backgrounds, it was natural to establish a good rapport.
These people might become your colleagues, or maybe… everyone here would be in the higher levels of the heavenly network? This might seem far-fetched but to these people, being normal or ordinary was a tragedy.
These teens from such backgrounds only had one goal in mind- to stand out from the rest.
“My name is Chen Zuan, a full-fledged Class E, and a Second Lieutenant. What about you two?” The chubby teenager greeted cheerfully.
“Jiang Shuyi, fresh Class D, Lieutenant, gender male,” Jiang Shuyi had always been slightly apathetic when interacting with anyone else besides Lu Shu. After clarifying that he was a male, he went on to choose his bed.
Chen Zuan was shocked, male? But he remained expressionless and wasn’t too concerned about his apathy. He turned towards Lu Shu who was friendlier. Glancing at Chen Zuan’s wristwatch, Lu Shu immediately knew it was worth a lot. This friend was someone Lu Shu must have!
“I’m Lu Shu, a full Class E, Lieutenant,” Lu Shu chuckled, “Zuan, which family are you from? How old are you this year? Your wrist… have calluses?”
Lu Shu almost slipped his tongue and asked Chen Zuan about the worth of his wristwatch. But… something still seemed off!
What calluses?!
Chen Zuan gave a puzzled look. Only 4 practitioners had arrived but they only got weirder.
The first teen refused to talk and his name was still not made known. The second was a beautiful… boy. And the third person seemed normal but something was wrong with the way he talked…
And who would bring a young girl into the remains? Chen Zuan came into eye contact with Lu Xiaoyu…
But Chen Zuan wasn’t slow. The only reason he was still a Class E was that he wasn’t imparted the next method… Even his family couldn’t do anything about it due to the strict regulations in the heavenly network- Nie Ting couldn’t be bribed and his underlings wouldn’t dare to defy his orders.
Jiang Shu’s Class D status was surprising. This meant that he was either a genius with Tier A aptitude or that he had contributions to his name.
Chen Zuan had memorized the entire list of 71 geniuses with Tier A aptitude and Jiang Shuyi wasn’t on it. This meant that he had contributions? So… he must be involved in the Mt Beimang remains?
Chen Zuan was quick-witted and able to analyze situations with little information.
If not for his wit, he wouldn’t have been able to stand out.