Chapter 37: Second-generation Treatment – Death Message
Although Yuan Chenyang was the Minister of Inspection, Su Chen did not simply think that place was his one-man show.
No matter how much backroom dealing there was, it was best to go through the formal process. Jiang He even had a title as an honorary researcher in the Research Department.
After tidying up a bit, Su Chen went out the door.
This was his first time officially moving around in South Wind City. The weather was not much different every day, hazy and misty, hardly putting anyone in a good mood.
According to the servant’s reminder, he surged in from the open maglev platform entrance, standing at the slightly worn edge of the platform. The metal grid under his feet trembled slightly, signaling the approach of some massive object.
The sleek silver metal vehicle was not running on tracks but hovering about one person’s height off the ground, gliding silently through the tracks reserved between city buildings.
It was covered all around with a polished shiny metal shell, with several elegant blue energy patterns flowing along the body.
It was right around noon, and the carriage was not completely quiet. The low and continuous hum of the engine was the background noise. Some people were whispering about today’s vegetable prices, others complaining about the recent refugee riots.
Beep–
Someone sent him a message. It was Hu Xiang, asking where he was, saying no one was at school.
“Money’s here?” Su Chen thought, and replied with three words: “Inspection Department.”
A long time later, Su Chen finally arrived at “Inspection Department Station.” Few people got off here, and his actions drew the attention of some people.
The platform was directly suspended at the mid-level of this tall building, with fully armed inspection patrols. Dark blue clothes as the base, wearing black metal armor, mainly covering shoulders, chest, and thighs.
As soon as he got off, a few people came up to him. The leading captain sized him up. “Who are you? What are you here for?”
“Reporting in.”
“Reporting in? Newcomer?” The captain looked suspicious, staring at Su Chen’s overly young face.
Seeing the other party nod, he took out something like a walkie-talkie. “Headquarters, any new recruits reporting in today?”
“None today.” A response came through with some static, and the other party’s eyes narrowed slightly.
But then a sound came from the channel: “Wait, but there should be a newcomer recently.”
Sick? Talking halfway?
The captain cursed inwardly, but his expression changed slightly. He knew this wasn’t the operator’s fault.
New members had fixed reporting times. The other party must have checked, and there were none today.
But there were special cases, those who reported at any time. Such people usually had backgrounds.
Soon, there was another response from the walkie-talkie. “Already notified Internal Affairs Section. Section Chief Sun is coming down.”
Sun Fatty coming to pick him up personally?
The captain muttered more in his mind, squeezing out an ugly smile on his face: “Please wait a moment, Your Excellency…”
Soon, a bustling guy burst out from inside the door, full of fat like a ball, but his movements were very nimble.
“Oh, it’s Little Brother Su Chen, right…” Before he even got close, a fawning smile squeezed onto his face, features piled together. “You’re finally here.”
“Hello.” Su Chen responded reservedly.
“No need to be so polite, call me Old Sun. Come with me…” He smiled brightly, leading Su Chen into the building.
“Su Chen? What second-gen is this, making Sun Fatty smile like a chrysanthemum.” Watching the two walk in, the patrolling few muttered.
“Who knows, probably here to pad his resume again.”
……
This Section Chief Sun’s enthusiasm made even Su Chen a bit overwhelmed. He gave a detailed introduction to the layout of the entire building and arranged an independent room.
“…Of course, Your Excellency doesn’t need to live here, but if you feel like it someday, you need a place to stay, right?”
“Right, I’ve arranged you into Patrol Team Seventeen. Rotation patrol is only once every three days. Of course, you don’t have to go.”
“We’ll see then.” Su Chen waved his hand.
“Oh, so dedicated and dutiful, just like the Chief Inspector, cut from the same mold.” He looked moved.
Su Chen admired inwardly. His face-changing skills were good, but far from this Section Chief Sun.
“Right, you said earlier that the room you’ve arranged for me also has a Gravity Training Room?” Su Chen asked.
“Yes.” Sun Fatty nodded. “Section chief-level dormitory, training room is standard.”
“It has amazing effects for supporting body training.” He added, his squinting eyes showing unconcealed surprise.
He’d seen plenty of second-gens, but this one didn’t seem the type to just enjoy luxuries.
“Then I can give it a try…” Su Chen was quite interested. Sun Fatty was absolutely a master at reading people, and immediately wanted to take him to experience it.
However, as soon as the two stepped out of the office door, they saw a group of fully armed guards hurrying downstairs.
“Something happened again?” Sun Fatty frowned slightly, swiping the silver ring on his arm. A slightly blurry virtual panel appeared, with rows of information popping up.
“…Not a big deal…” He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Su Chen beside him, and his heart stirred. “Little Brother, want to experience a scene?”
“Nah.” Su Chen shook his head. His curiosity wasn’t that strong.
Sun Fatty was even more surprised. Such patience, not like someone this age.
Guessing inwardly, on the surface he kept up the high enthusiasm, taking Su Chen to his room.
Bigger than Old Yuan’s room, floor-to-ceiling windows, independent bathroom, even the bathtub had massage functions.
The Gravity Training Room wasn’t large, only adjustable to one times gravity.
“Little Brother, can you handle it?” Sun Fatty asked worriedly from outside, only to see Su Chen’s face slightly flushed, exhaling.
Professional? So young.
He was surprised inwardly, but thinking of Yuan Chenyang, he understood. Being accepted as a student by the minister, he must be no simpleton himself.
Su Chen felt the omnipresent gravity suppression. This uniform suppression had twice the result with half the effort for body training.
He fell in love with it immediately. As for Old Yuan’s villa, he’d go back when he had time.
Coming out of the training room in a good mood, “Section Chief Sun, do we have Black Flame Potion supplies here? And Spirit Enhancing Potion.”
“Sup… supply?” Cold sweat broke out on Sun Fatty’s forehead, troubled: “Black Flame Potion is comparatively expensive. For invigorating blood, I can manage to get quite a bit every week.”
He said helplessly: “The Finance Section over there… is City Lord’s people. Can’t go overboard.”
“As for Spirit Enhancing Potion, 95% of us here are body-side professionals…”
“Got it.” Su Chen nodded. “Invigorate blood first.”
Although the effect was greatly reduced, having some was better than none.
Old Sun was relieved, insisting on a welcome dinner that night. Su Chen naturally declined, and after some pulling, the other left reluctantly.
But just as the door closed, he turned back, face strange: “Someone downstairs looking for you, City Patrol Guards.”
“Hu Xiang?” Su Chen asked immediately.
“It’s him.” Sun Fatty nodded. “He’s already downstairs.”
Su Chen nodded. “Let him come up.”
Old Sun gave the order. Not long after, Hu Xiang hurried up by elevator, expression grave.
As soon as he entered the room, he spat out: “Zhao Lei, dead.”
Zhao Lei… Su Chen was stunned. He remembered the name, a City Patrol Guard who had kept watch with him before, not young, who had him call him “Old Zhao.”
