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Chapter 1383 Falling into the mortal world
In the 27th year of the Republic of China, Shanghai, once known for its rich foreign trading houses, was prosperous, but its industries and people's livelihood were in decline.

The streets are full of gentlemen in suits and ties mixed with people in tattered clothes, indicating that this is a special era full of complexity and diversity, and living in this era is like being in purgatory every day.

At this time, a slightly down-and-out figure was wandering around the Bund. He had just graduated from the language major of Soochow University in Suzhou and just wanted to find a job. Unfortunately, the first question from those foreign companies that didn't need to recruit workers was about his background.

Although such things seem particularly ironic and helpless, the young man has to accept such a helpless reality. Who made him have no background in the Republic of China when literature was flourishing and wars were constant?

And this down-and-out young man is our male protagonist Suning. This time, not only was his space world blocked by the system, but even the cultivation he gained through hard work was directly sealed off, leaving only a ten-cubic-meter storage space for Suning.

It was not until this time that Suning realized how dependent he was on the system. Without the system, he was almost no different from ordinary young people, and had to face the embarrassment and loneliness of having no job and no salary.

At this moment, a slightly old voice sounded in Su Ning's ears, "Young man, are you looking for a job?"

"Yes! I failed the interviews at several big foreign companies." Surprised, Su Ning turned around and was surprised to find that the other person was an old man with gray hair, which made him look particularly majestic.

"Oh? Graduated from university?" The old man with extraordinary temperament looked at Su Ning in surprise and asked.

At this moment, Su Ning naturally noticed the old man's uneasy expression. His warmth seemed too deliberate. "I graduated from the Language Department of Soochow University! I'm fluent in English, French, German, Japanese and Russian."

"That shouldn't be the case! A high-level talent like you shouldn't have any trouble finding a job!"

"No background! These foreign companies also like to hire Chinese people with backgrounds. This makes it easier for these foreigners to operate in the mainland."

"That makes sense! These days, it's almost impossible to get anywhere without connections."

At this point, Su Ning didn't want to continue chatting with the other party. Instead, he stood up and prepared to leave to continue looking for a job. "Uncle, I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I still need to try a few more foreign companies. I can't starve to death in Shanghai."

"Wait! Young man, I can introduce you to a job with very high salary. Are you willing?" However, this strange old man stopped Su Ning and took the initiative to introduce a good job for him.

"Ah? Uncle, what's your name? I don't know what your job is."

"My name is Guan, and my courtesy name is Haipeng! The job I'm introducing to you is English translation for the application. The monthly salary is 60 yuan, but you need to give me a commission of 20 yuan every month."

"Huh? Uncle Guan, isn't this salary a bit low? I remember that the salary for a reporter is between 80 and 100 yuan. Also, if I follow your request, I'll have to spend 10 yuan a month on rent, so my monthly living expenses will be less than 30 yuan."

The old man looked at Su Ning with disdain and said, "Huh! You're talking about the reporting reporter, but your job is to translate English newspapers from various countries according to the requirements."

"Uncle Guan, the amount you ask for every month is too much. Can you reduce it a little?"

Seeing that Suning was still grumbling here, Guan Haipeng became a little unhappy. "Why don't you look for it yourself? Maybe you can find a more suitable one."

"Uncle Guan..." With nowhere else to go, Suning could only stop Guan Haipeng.

Guan Haipeng turned to look at Su Ning with a playful expression and asked, "What? Have you decided?"

"Okay! I'll trouble you, Uncle Guan, but after I get the job as a translator, can you lend me twenty yuan first? I need to rent a house in Shanghai first, and I have to wait until next month to get my salary."

"Hmph! Young man, you are quite smart." At this time, Guan Haipeng was almost irritated by Suning. He felt that the little guy in front of him was too good at getting something for nothing.

"Hehe, there's nothing I can do! It's because I'm short of money." However, Suning smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I'll help you arrange housing, and I'll lend you ten dollars. Next month, when you get your salary, give me forty dollars directly."

"Huh? That's fine too."

Then Suning followed this cold-looking but warm-hearted uncle to Shenbao Newspaper. Of course, Suning also gave his graduation certificate and other documents to the other party, which easily helped him arrange a translation job at Shenbao Newspaper.

Then the uncle took him to a small alley in Zhabei District, and after several turns, he entered a single room on the third floor. The small room could only fit a bed and a desk.

At this moment, Guan Haipeng looked at Su Ning in front of him with a proud smile and said, "Suning, how are you? The conditions here are pretty good, right?"

"Uncle Guan, thank you so much for what you did today, otherwise I would still be wandering around the streets." Suning, trying hard to suppress his dissatisfaction, expressed his gratitude.

"It's mainly because of your outstanding ability! The deputy editor-in-chief who just applied was very satisfied with your translation skills."

"Hehe, it's okay! This is all I can do."

Then Guan Haipeng took out another ten yuan and handed it to Su Ning, "Well, this is ten yuan. I hope you can apply for a good job."

"Uncle Guan, don't worry! I will definitely not let you down."

"Okay! Then I'll leave first. I'll come back to get the money next month when you get your salary."

"See you next month then."

After Suning sent away the overly enthusiastic Guan Haipeng, he returned to his room and closed the door. All the way there, he felt that Guan Haipeng was a little strange.

Suning felt that Guan Haipeng was very purposeful and had been hiding in the dark and observing him these past few days. It was not a coincidence as Guan Haipeng said.

However, what Suning cares about now is not Guan Haipeng's origin. After all, he can't really let himself starve to death in this bustling Shanghai, otherwise he will soon become a night thief who robs the rich and helps the poor.

……

After Guan Haipeng left Suning, he took many detours and left this small alley and Zhabei District, and then came to the French Concession where wealthy businessmen and celebrities gathered.

He stopped and walked along the way and came to a cafe. When the doorman saw Guan Haipeng, he smiled and asked, "Boss, you're back?"

"Ah."

Guan Haipeng walked in and took a quick look around the store. He then quickly walked to the kitchen, then through the back door to the next door, and into a basement. A graceful modern lady smiled at Guan Haipeng and asked, "Team Leader, you're finally back. Did everything go well?"

"It went very smoothly! The information from Suzhou Intelligence Department is basically accurate. This Su Ning is indeed a top student in the Language Department of Soochow University, and his English translation ability is also very good." At this time, Guan Haipeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Strange! Such an outstanding student should be recommended for a job by the school, right?"

"The intelligence said he offended the school's board of directors. Plus, he doesn't have a strong background, so he ended up in his current situation."

At this moment, the modern girl looked at Guan Haipeng in confusion and asked, "Team Leader, do you think he can be developed?"

"It's hard to say! From now on, we can only observe him first. If there are no problems, he can be used as a peripheral personnel of our Military Control Commission Shanghai Station."

"Alright! Team Leader, once you're sure you want to recruit him, can you let me train him personally?"

Guan Haipeng immediately looked at the female spy in front of him with a teasing expression and asked, "What's wrong? Zhao Lina, are you feeling amorous again?"

"Team leader, we agents live today and die tomorrow, so we have to find some fun for ourselves, right?" However, the female Military Intelligence Bureau spy Zhao Lina said with a smile and disapprovingly.

At this moment, Guan Haipeng looked at Zhao Lina and warned her, "It's okay to have fun! But don't forget our mission as soldiers."

"Yes! Team leader, I know what's going on."

Then Guan Haipeng asked about another big problem, "Has Stationmaster Wang left Shanghai?"

"Yes! Stationmaster Wang should have arrived in Changsha, Hunan now." Zhao Lina trembled with fear when Guan Haipeng suddenly mentioned the departed Stationmaster Wang.

"Ah! Our Station Master Wang is a complete lunatic. I hope the new Station Master can be a little more rational."

"..."

The webmaster Wang that Guan Haipeng mentioned is Wang Tianfeng, and the copy world that Suning traveled through this time is "The Pretender".

Unfortunately, the Military Control Commission of the Republic of China was just established not long ago, and the traitor Wang who saved the country in a roundabout way is still a high-ranking official in the Republic of China government. The dungeon No. 76 that dominates Shanghai will take another two years to be established, so the timeline that Suning traveled through is still a little early.

As the head of the intelligence team of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station, Guan Haipeng has recently been trying to find ways to develop the team's strength. When the embarrassed Suning just appeared on the Bund, he was already noticed by the agents of the intelligence team.

After a period of observation and detailed investigation at Soochow University, Suning soon became the target of development by the intelligence team. It was because Suning's ability was too convenient for their Military Control Commission to arrange.

Then Guan Haipeng asked Zhao Lina to help Su Ning establish an independent file, and planned that after it was confirmed that Su Ning would be absorbed as an external member of the Military Control Commission, Su Ning's file could be stored in the archives room of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station.

Of course, if the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai Station is cracked by the Japanese spy agency and No. 76 one day, this information will become Suning's tool to kill him. Japanese agents and traitors will definitely find Suning through this information.

……

At this time, Suning took the ten yuan left by Guan Haipeng and left the room. Then he stopped a resident and asked about the situation in the nearby neighborhood. He sat down at a relatively clean roadside noodle stall and ordered a bowl of noodles.

After the noodle stall owner handed a bowl of noodles to Su Ning, he looked at Su Ning with a smile on his face and asked, "Young man, have you just come here to rent a house?"

"Boss, how did you know that?" Suning asked with a smile as he picked up his chopsticks to eat noodles.

The noodle stall owner then looked at Suning and explained with a smile, "Everyone living around here is an acquaintance. If a stranger like you shows up, you definitely won't be able to fool anyone."

"Haha, boss, you really have good eyesight."

"Hey young man, where do you work?"

"Declare translation."

"Oh! That's a high-level talent!"

"It's just about making a living. Life is really hard these days."

"That's right! These days, every day counts."

The casual chat with the noodle stall owner made Suning feel very strange. He didn't know how those stalking agents in spy dramas did it. After all, a new face appeared in every place and it was like a light bulb. He couldn't understand how those professional agents managed to be monitored for such a long time.

Of course, these are not what Su Ning needs to consider now. He also does not need to consider whether the four siblings of the Ming family really have a harmonious relationship, nor does he need to consider whether Yu Manli is being trained by the Military Control Commission in prison. After all, the big problem facing him is how to survive.

The reality of the Republic of China was not as romantic as depicted in movies, TV dramas and literary works. All that could be seen was the tragedy of cannibalism. Therefore, China during this period was probably not as good as the northern Myanmar region in later generations.

After eating the noodles, Suning went back to sleep leisurely. When he reached the door to the first floor, he met the landlady.

The landlady looked at Su Ning and asked in her unique Shanghainese accent, "Oh! Are you Lao Guantou's cousin?"

"My name is Suning! Guan Haipeng is my cousin, may I know who you are?" Suning responded with a smile at this time. She has never been used to the chattering of Shanghai women.

Then the landlady looked at Su Ning in front of her and gave him some precautions, as if she really thought her shabby place was some high-end apartment. "I'm the landlord! Don't mess around when you live here, and don't bring any questionable women here. And don't make too much noise when everyone is resting at night. If the neighbors complain, you'll have to move out."

"Okay! I get it."

After finally getting rid of this chatterbox female landlord, Suning felt overwhelmed and went upstairs to his room, then lay on the bed to welcome the rest of his life in the Republic of China.

Although the system did not assign him any tasks, Suning was prepared to live as an ordinary person with the attitude of making the best of it. He wanted to see if he was a real dragon after being trapped in the shallows.

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(End of this chapter)