The sweat is mine, but the numbers are all theirs.

At the city hall, on a huge field, hundreds of defense troops stood in neat rows, with armed helicopters behind them.

Wearing heavy armor, the burly man who was the leader of the group saw the long black car approaching and immediately took the lead in saluting before going over.

"Chief, the brothers are all ready."

"Hmm." After getting out of the carriage, the prefect of Tianyun Prefecture tossed a traction stone to Lu Yuan.

"This is a level 48 dungeon, it's been sitting in the city hall and hasn't been opened yet, I'm giving it to you."

No one else is allowed to enter except you.

Upon hearing this, the commander of the defense corps was stunned for a moment, and his gaze toward the boy in the car turned into one of utter astonishment.

They were able to sit together, and she even gifted him an entire instance. He had followed the Prefect for so many years, and he had never seen her value someone so much.

Or rather, she used to completely ignore these things. Even when the city finally produced some outstanding geniuses, she would only let her secretary handle it.

Carrying it around like this is a completely different story.

Thinking of this, he immediately waved his hand, signaling two warriors to come over, "Take this little brother to the dungeon area."

"Yes."

After watching the three leave, the female secretary hesitated before speaking: "Chief, isn't this a bit against the rules? Besides, that copy was originally supposed to be handed over to the Supervision Department for management."

They also have a number of talents they need to cultivate recently.

A municipal inspection department has multiple inspectors, who are not all at the benefactor's behest; on the contrary, they themselves serve as a check and balance.

After all, the position of prefectural governor has too much power, and the consequences of abusing it would be too great.

"Talent?" Lord Tianyun sneered. "A bunch of people who only dare to level up in dungeons and kill only one or two mutated beasts a month, you call them talent? They're more like trash."

Moreover, how many of these people weren't placed there by their families? They're utterly corrupt.

"That's true, but once those inspectors report this, you'll definitely get more warnings on your desk tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter, I would have left long ago by then."

Yes, you're gone, but what about me?

The female secretary really wanted to use her notebook to smash this irresponsible mayor to death.

In the end, it was still up to her to handle it.

A dungeon that was just reclaimed from an interdimensional rift, with all the bosses and monsters inside still untouched, and the sheer number of them is unimaginable.

Therefore, leveling up inside is even more efficient than challenging dungeons!

Moreover, it's a huge dungeon, enough for hundreds of people to level up, but the governor ordered that only Lu Yuan could enter, which clearly meant that he was to be the only one to slowly devour the spoils.

This is something that even three intermediate challenge rights cannot compare to.

But she also knew that once the prefect made a decision, there was no going back.

"Leaving aside the dungeon, what about the Eye of Judgment? It's a top-grade, super-level material containing divine power, incredibly valuable even to you. You just gave it to him like that?"

Forging eight-star equipment? That's a complete waste!

"When did you become so...wealthy?"

In the end, she didn't say the word "generous," because that would be a veiled criticism of her past stinginess.

Given how vengeful the prefect is, he'll definitely be written down in his little notebook.

The Prefect of Tianyun Prefecture remained silent for a long while. "Xiao Qing, I need to correct you on one point. Super-grade materials are valuable? Not at all."

Qingyu and the commander of the defense corps both widened their eyes, feeling that the person in front of them was a stranger.

But the next moment.

"That could be my last bit of savings."

"..." The two fell silent.

After a long silence, Qingyu covered her face and said helplessly, "Then why don't you give it back?"

"What can we do? Someone has already made it clear." The Prefect of Tianyun reached out and instantly grabbed Yang Long, who was trying to sneak away, and pulled him back.

"You agree, don't you?"

"Calm down, Prefect! Money can be spent and then come back." Yang Long was sweating profusely. He had only tapped him casually; he never expected to hit the Prefect right in the bone.

Although I heard that she loves to drink wine made from spiritual fruits and rare herbs, and often drinks herself into bankruptcy, surely she doesn't end up with only one ingredient left in her body?

Oh, no, there's also some Blood Spirit Fruit.

No wonder she was so generous; I thought she was just falling for Lu Yuan, but it turns out…

Bitter!

Boom! Yang Long flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the ground in the distance.

"If you don't bring back two giant beast heads after this large-scale cleanup of the mutated beasts outside the city, don't expect to get any contribution points next year."

The voice was completely flat, yet it still sent a chill down Yang Long's spine. He immediately straightened up, saluted, and shouted, "Yes, great Lord Tianyun!"

He transformed into a beam of white light and soared into the sky with overwhelming momentum, disappearing a few seconds later.

Seeing this, the commander of the defense corps shouted, "Everyone, board the plane!"

At this moment, countless fragments of Dao armor also surged out from the Tianyun Mansion's long ring ring, slowly covering her body.

The armor was fiery red, with golden lotus patterns that stretched from her long thighs up to the shimmering node on her chest, making it magnificent and imposing.

Surrounded by a terrifying crimson aura, and wielding a battle spear, the aura of the Heavenly Cloud Prefecture Chief also changed dramatically, resembling a king emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"This time, there's been a problem at the first-level garrison line on the southern border. I need to get there as soon as possible, but I don't think it will be easy to resolve."

Before I leave, I will deal with that behemoth in the mountains outside the city to prevent any future trouble.

Qingyu pursed her lips, "The overlord beast is on the same level as you, and it hides in the rift and never comes out. As a result, the area has been infiltrated by its domain for many years and has long been as if it were one with it, greatly amplifying its power."

You'll suffer if you go in.

"fine."

"How come you're alright!" Qingyu suddenly exclaimed, tears welling in her eyes. "Even if you successfully killed it, what would you do if you went to the Level 1 garrison line injured? That would be even more dangerous!"

The prefect of Tianyun Prefecture remained silent for a long while before sighing, as if he had been exposed.

"Xiao Qing, can I ask you for a favor?"

Qingyu trembled violently. "No, Prefect, you must come back alive. Without you, I..."

The Prefect of Tianyun Prefecture placed his finger in front of her lips, interrupting her.

"Please, Xiaoqing."

"You...you say."

Qingyu choked up.

"You have to promise me, you absolutely have to promise me."

Qingyu nodded firmly, "No matter what it is, I'll do it!"

A smile finally appeared on the face of the Prefect of Tianyun. "How many contribution points do you have?"

"Seven... more than seven thousand." Qingyu was a little stunned, not understanding how the conversation suddenly turned to contribution points.

"Over seven thousand? Great, great, that's enough to buy four gourds of Blood Spirit Wine. Please, Xiao Qing, lend them all to me. I'll definitely pay you back as soon as I have enough contribution points." The Tianyun Prefect said sincerely.

She had no choice; the Eye of Judgment was her money for drinks for the next few days, and once it was gone, she had to borrow from someone.

But those who know her well won't lend it to her, so she can only borrow from those she doesn't know well.

"You know, I'll die without alcohol."

"..."

Suddenly, tears welled up in Qingyu's eyes and streamed down her face like rain, and she cried even louder.

You beast! You beast!

She had saved this up for several years, and she hadn't spent a single penny of it on herself!