Ling Cage: I am a spiritual master, devouring source matter to become a god.

Penny gave an awkward smile and didn't answer.

Penny rested in the chair for a while, and once the pain subsided, she went back with Rita.

Not long after Penny went home, Jingyuan came to visit again, this time carrying a thermos.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?"

"better."

Jingyuan handed over the thermos and said, "This is a soup to replenish qi and blood. It's an old-world recipe. Although we can't find the complete ingredients on the Lighthouse, it tastes pretty good!"

"Thank you!"

"Take plenty of rest these next few days and avoid overexertion!"

"Ah."

"Hey, Jingyuan, what are you doing here?"

Jingyuan and Penny turned around and saw Ran Bing walking over.

She asked Jingyuan with an innocent look, leaving him speechless.

"Just passing by! Just passing by!"

Jingyuan responded with a smile, then gave Penny a wink before leaving with a laugh.

He had only taken a few steps when Jingyuan received a message that there was another mission at the Dawn Hall tonight.

Jingyuan didn't mind at all; he was secretly pleased with himself.

But then I realized something was wrong. Penny was in a special period, so how could she go to the Hall of Dawn? And who was I going to do this mission with?

Chapter 63 Morgan's Ideas

The tasks in the Dawn Hall are all issued according to the normal procedure.

Failure to comply will result in penalties.

Therefore, from the moment the notice was issued, Jingyuan had no choice.

Of course, with his current strength, no one on the lighthouse can force him to do something he doesn't want to do.

It's clearly unnecessary to fall out with the lighthouse over something as trivial as this.

Jingyuan recalled that Charles had said he would give him a big gift if he helped him complete this mission.

Could this Dawn Hall be Charles's gift?

Is it the Vinaya Pitaka? Or the Jingnan school?

……

In the navigation control room, in Jingnan's private office, six of Jingnan's trusted confidants gathered.

After Jingnan reported to Morgan yesterday, he immediately dismissed all the people who were gathering intelligence.

Initially, the ringleaders spearheaded the protests.

But when Jingnan produced evidence of their tampering with intelligence, everyone fell silent.

They all knew that committing such a crime was not as simple as just being transferred to another position.

Furthermore, the failure to obtain medicine for the city lord this time was also due to the incorrect information they provided.

If this were to be investigated seriously, even the death penalty wouldn't be an exaggeration.

They were merely penalized with forfeited contribution points and reassigned from their posts, all because Charles was protecting them from above.

After being reprimanded by Morgan, Charles dared not make any further moves.

Jingnan then assigned several of her trusted confidants to reconnaissance positions, and from then on, she was in charge of intelligence gathering for ground missions.

After finishing this part of the work, a servant of the city lord found Jingnan and asked him to go to the city lord's residence.

Jingnan found it strange, because the city lord's residence was a private place.

If it is official business to be discussed, it is usually in the council hall or the central command hall; it is obviously inappropriate to do so in a private residence.

If we're talking about family matters, Jingnan and Charles just chatted with Morgan yesterday.

Moreover, given Morgan's personality, it's unlikely he would seek out Jingnan for a casual chat.

With these questions in mind, Jingnan, led by a palace attendant, went straight into Morgan's study.

Morgan was playing chess with Victor when he saw Jingnan approaching. Morgan smiled and said, "Jingnan, you're here. Perfect timing, can you take a look at my situation?"

Jingnan walked over and glanced at the chessboard.

Victor quickly said, "Lord City Lord, you can't seek outside help!"

"What kind of foreign aid is Jingnan!"

After reviewing the game, Jingnan smiled and said, "General Victor, even if I don't offer the city lord any advice, you won't last ten rounds."

Morgan smiled, made a move, and then looked at Victor.

Once this piece falls, the outcome will be quite clear.

Even if Victor persisted, he would only be tormenting himself for a few more minutes.

"Alright! I admit defeat this round!"

Morgan smiled and said, "You flatter me."

Victor glanced at Nan and knew she must have come for something, so he didn't want her to stay any longer.

"Lord of the City, I have some matters to attend to, so I'll head back now."

"Alright! You go first!"

Victor and the eunuch left one after the other, leaving only Morgan and Jingnan in the study.

"Play a game with me!"

Jing Nan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes!"

Jingnan sat in the spot where Victor had just been sitting and restored the chessboard.

You go first!

Following Morgan's advice, Jingnan made the first move.

The father and daughter were playing chess, and at first they didn't say anything.

Jingnan didn't ask proactively; she knew that Morgan would speak when the time was right.

After they each made seven or eight moves, Morgan spoke first, as expected: "Victor came to see me just now, and guess what he said to me?"

Jingnan answered every question, "Is it about the city defense forces?"

“It is indeed a matter concerning the city garrison.” Morgan’s eyes were fixed on a piece on the chessboard. “Charles has bribed Seng, who has been working for him. Now he wants to elevate Seng’s position in the city garrison.”

“Seng is already the captain of the city defense army. The only way to advance further is to give him Victor’s position.”

"Yes. However, Charles has proposed creating a new deputy commander position."

Jing Nan smiled and said, "Deputy Commander? Just like the Hunters have a Deputy Captain?"

Morgan smiled slightly. "Charles controls the Light and Shadow Society, and he has people in the Wilderness Hunters and the City Defense Force. He's almost got control of the armed forces on the Lighthouse."

Jingnan's pupils dilated slightly upon hearing this. Charles's ambition was now crystal clear. Would Morgan, as the supreme leader, tolerate such a thing happening?

Morgan seemed to notice Jingnan's change as well; he no longer looked at the chessboard but looked out the window.

"Jingnan, I'm getting old and will soon be leaving this world. The position of city lord needs someone to take over. Do you think Charles is suitable?"

Upon hearing this, Jingnan immediately stood up.

"Lord of the City, the selection of the next city lord should be decided by you. I should not presume to discuss this matter."

Morgan waved for him to sit down and said calmly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just chatting with you casually. Just think of it as a family matter!"

housework?

Morgan was the proposer and staunch defender of the three laws of law. Now you're suggesting we talk about family matters?

However, Jingnan understood, after all, Charles was his son, his own son!

“Lord of the city, there is a tradition in the old world of sons succeeding their fathers, so it is reasonable to let Charles succeed as lord of the city.”

"Does that make sense?" Morgan smiled. "We've long since abandoned the old-world family relationships, so the idea of ​​sons inheriting their fathers' businesses no longer applies."

Jingnan looked at Morgan with suspicion. Was he trying to find a reason for Charles to take over?

Jingnan continued, "With Charles serving as the head of the Light and Shadow Society and having a large following, no one should object to his succession as the city lord."

Morgan nodded. "Indeed! Just based on his position as head of the council, his succession as city lord will ensure a smooth transition of power. He's also gradually taking control of the Beacon's armed forces in his own way. In terms of public opinion and support, there shouldn't be any major problems with him succeeding as city lord!"

Jingnan looked at Morgan; it seemed he intended for Charles to succeed him.

“It’s a pity…” Morgan shook his head and sighed, “It’s also my fault. I led him down this path. He’s too obsessed with power, he has no tolerance for others, and he can’t recruit truly talented people. I don’t feel comfortable entrusting the Beacon to him.”

Jingnan thought to himself: Could it be that he doesn't want to pass the position of city lord to Charles?

Jingnan tentatively said, "But he is, after all, your son!"