Ninth class citizen

Chapter 403 The Unshakeable God
"Spatial abilities are truly enviable!" the audience exclaimed.

"Providing security for His Majesty Tianli should be easy, right?" someone said in a low voice, watching the presidential entourage, who were already calmly making their way out as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"Wasn't His Majesty's speech supposed to be fifteen minutes long? And there was also interview time? How did it end so quickly?" The Star Media reporters looked at their blank interview notes, feeling like crying.

Meanwhile, the president everyone was talking about had already appeared in Nan Rong's room.

"Not bad." He sat down on the living room sofa with an air of nonchalance and gave his comments.

He could not hide the changes in the laws and powers within the smaller plane, so he naturally knew what had just happened.

"You already know? So... you should give me some kind of reward, right?" Nan Rong rushed over excitedly, a steaming cup of fruit tea appearing in her hand.

Tian Li took the tea and glanced at her indifferently.

A golden light slowly magnified in Nan Rong's spiritual sea, transforming into a celestial book with a platinum cover.

Countless simple strokes, yet radiating a myriad of rays of light, and runes that are too dazzling to look at directly, appear and disappear within the pages of the book.

It was the very book that Nan Rong had been longing for, "Advanced Secret Manual"!
The book lay obediently hidden beneath the golden light of "The Theory of the Origin of the Universe," appearing as honest as could be.

Nan Rong was in a good mood. After the fruit tea was finished, she sent flower tea. After Tian Li had finished drinking them all, she made a cup of Wuxing tea from Xinxuexing.

This time, Tian Li didn't answer. He glanced at Nan Rong, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his deep, star-like eyes.

"Serving tea and seeing guests off—are you trying to get rid of me?" he asked.

Nan Rong, who had no intention of hiding her true feelings, was not embarrassed at all: "I was just worried that you were too busy with important matters to waste your time on something as trivial as this."

"I told you long ago, your affairs are the most important," Tian Li said calmly.

“Even so,” Nan Rong’s eyes darted around, and she thought of a good reason: “Many people have already questioned the results of this preliminary test. If you stay here, it will inevitably attract criticism—there’s no need, really no need.”

“But my schedule this week was originally set on staying here to accompany you to the advancement certification and the final celebration banquet.” Tian Li spread his hands, looking completely calm: “As for the little rumors, you’ll use your strength to make them vanish into thin air, won’t you?”

Nan Rong ultimately failed to get rid of this powerful figure. She secretly summoned Fang Yinzi and gave him instructions, ordering him to tamper with the Great Demon King's room, but the latter shook his head vigorously, only knowing how to flatter and fawn.

Nan Rong was so angry that her liver ached. When she saw Jacob and the others overjoyed at Tian Li's arrival and excitedly arranging meals and other services, sincerely wanting His Majesty the President to enjoy service exceeding nine stars, even neglecting her as the host, she was so angry that her molars ached from clenching them.

Fortunately, just then, the verification results from the central AI of the two great empires, Mio and Kungu, came back.

Both sides agreed on the preliminary test results of the Delin Federation Central Intelligence, including Nan Rong's perfect score.

"Second Young Master! Someone has raised the bet!" Someone rushed in anxiously.

The second young master frowned slightly, looking at the sweat on his subordinate's forehead: "How did I teach you? You should remain calm in the face of important matters. Is it really worth rushing around for such a trivial matter?"

“But this time it’s a trillion Cowens!” the subordinate’s voice rose. “A whole trillion, Second Young Master!” “What did you say?” The Second Young Master stood up abruptly.

The Childe family's banking and financial businesses span the entire intergalactic world. Strictly speaking, one trillion Cowan is not a lot for the entire family, but as the second son who is not the eldest son, he usually has far less money at his disposal.

Even if he manipulated the entire betting game this time, he would not ultimately earn more than 300 billion Cowan.

The lion's share went to the family, leaving him with very little in the end.

"The betting channels for Tier 5 certification are now closed," the second young master said quickly. "Only Tier 7 and 8 certifications remain. Such a large bet must be based on absolute certainty—who are they betting on? Quickly adjust the odds!"

“It’s that Ms. Nan,” the subordinate said. “The one that allows you to directly advance to the eighth rank – the one someone bought for 10 billion Cowan before.”

The second young master's tense face visibly relaxed.

"I see." He curled his lip, sat back down in the soft, seven-colored sea sheepskin sofa, and casually crossed his legs.

"You don't know yet, do you?" He picked up his wine glass and swirled the cherry-red liquor inside. "That Ms. Nan may be suspected of cheating, as she couldn't even advance to the sixth rank. This trillion Cowen came far too easily."

Just then, his AI suddenly received a message.

"Verified as correct?" A hint of doubt flashed in the second young master's eyes, which then turned into determination.

"It's just the preliminary test." He shook his head: "Even if you pass the second test, there are still the seventh and eighth levels above."

"A little girl like her wants to compete with the Campbell family head for this position? I'm afraid even His Majesty the President won't tolerate her anymore."

The results of the cross-checking silenced all dissenting voices.

The next morning, when His Majesty the President, beaming, took Nan Rong's hand and stepped off the hovercar into the examination hall, everyone was still stunned.

When the members of the examination committee rushed down to greet him, they saw His Majesty the President encouraging Nam Yong with deep affection: "Do your best on the exam, I believe in you."

The latter's expression was a bit strange, with his eyes twitching frequently for some reason. It seemed that he was too excited or under too much pressure, which prevented him from sleeping well.
Nan Rong almost lost control of her professional demeanor. She gave a perfunctory reply twice, then turned and left without a second thought.

The gazes behind him were like maggots clinging to his bones; needless to say, it was the big devil seizing the opportunity to show off his affection once again.

In truth, he didn't need to go this far at all. With the groundwork laid earlier, as long as he successfully advanced to the eighth rank and demonstrated his formidable strength and powerful background to everyone in the Starry Sky, he could proceed to the next step without any hindrance.

After that, Tianli, who was just a background character in the early stages, no longer had much of a role; she only needed to occasionally show her face.

According to Nan Rong's opinion, even marriage is unnecessary.

However, Tian Li was unusually stubborn on this point, insisting that the outline follow her, but he would listen to her on the details, and Nan Rong's protests were completely ignored.

Fortunately, it's just a marriage of convenience, so it won't really cause any problems.