The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"How extravagant!"

"Who says otherwise? He's probably some rich kid sent in by some powerful family to gild his resume in our God-Slaying Army. It's a pity about our Boss Su. Even someone as wise as him has to bow to capital."

"These hothouse flowers, raised on resources, would probably be scared out of their wits if they actually went to the battlefield."

The discussions grew louder and louder, with sarcasm and jealousy practically overflowing from their words.

In their eyes, Gu Xu was just a spoiled brat who got his position through connections.

They seized the resources that rightfully belonged to them.

Gu Xu did not stop walking, his expression calm.

He had heard these sarcastic remarks countless times in his previous life in the workplace.

In this data-driven world, empty talk is the least effective thing.

Level, attributes, and skills—that's the real deal.

Once you reach a higher level and become more powerful, these doubts will naturally turn into flattery.

He can tolerate it, but the person behind him can't.

"call--"

Without warning, the temperature in the medical hall, which had been a constant 24 degrees Celsius, suddenly plummeted.

The light in the hall seemed to dim for a moment.

The burly man who had been cursing the loudest suddenly stopped, as if someone had grabbed his neck.

To his horror, he discovered that his breath had turned into white mist, and a thin layer of frost was rapidly spreading along the edge of his military boots.

"Wha...what happened?"

His teeth chattered, and he instinctively tried to draw the battle axe from his waist, only to find his fingers stiff and unresponsive.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong.

An extremely powerful aura of resentment and killing intent emanated from behind the boy they had mocked.

Behind Gu Xu, the air distorted slightly.

A red phantom flashed by, and a red wedding dress fluttered in the void.

Although it was only for a moment, the terrifying pressure seemed to come from hell.

But it truly struck a chord in everyone's hearts.

That was a warning.

A death stare from a high-ranking, eerie creature.

"Ding! A small-scale panic has been detected. Your talent [Calamity Growth] has been triggered!"

"Panic level +1, experience points +30!"

"Panic level +1, experience points +30!"

"Panic level +1, experience points +30!"

……

Gu Xu looked at the frantically jumping experience prompts in front of him and felt helpless.

Good grief, this works?

He mentally reassured his short-tempered "wife".

"Alright, alright, stop scaring them. These are our future comrades-in-arms... They may be a bit talkative, but they're like walking experience packs."

With Gu Xu's reassurance, the terrifying chill receded like a receding tide.

The temperature in the lobby has returned to normal.

But the silence lasted for a good ten seconds.

The assassin, who had been full of disdain just moments before, was now deathly pale, with cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He was a perceptive professional, and just a moment ago, he truly felt as if he had stepped into the gates of hell.

"That...that's his summoned creature?"

"Holy crap, what level of pressure was that? I felt like my soul was frozen!"

"This kid... what level is he? How can he control something so terrifying?"

The way everyone looked at them changed.

The initial disdain and mockery vanished instantly.

Instead, there was deep fear and awe.

This is the world of professionals: simple, brutal, and real.

It doesn't matter if you're low-level, as long as you can demonstrate terrifying power, you're the boss.

It can instill fear in a group of veterans who have lived on the edge of death.

Based on this alone, no one dared to treat him as some kind of "flower in a greenhouse" anymore.

Gu Xu acted as if nothing had happened and continued walking forward with Jiang Shu.

Only an enigmatic silhouette remained.

Jiang Shu glanced back at the group of silent, trembling men, covered her mouth and chuckled, then whispered to Gu Xu, "Your Highness, your move was brilliant."

"Our God-Slaying Army is like a donkey; they won't move if you lead them, and they'll back down if you beat them. They only behave when you scare them."

"I didn't mean to scare them..."

Gu Xu shrugged, looking completely innocent: "It's mainly because my family members have a bit of a temper and are a little biased towards their own."

Jiang Shu stuck out her tongue and led Gu Xu into a room with a sign that read "Special Grade Treatment Room".

The room was decorated in a warm and inviting style, unlike the cold, metallic feel of the outside.

Instead, there were several potted green plants, and a faint jasmine fragrance wafted in the air.

"Sister Xin Xin! I've brought the person over!"

Jiang Shu greeted him familiarly as soon as she entered the room.

Behind the desk, a figure in a white lab coat turned around.

She was a young female doctor who looked to be in her late twenties.

She wore gold-rimmed glasses, her long hair was casually tied up at the back of her head, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears, making her look gentle and intellectual.

Her features are not as strikingly beautiful as Su Qiong's.

It's a gentle calming feeling that makes you feel at peace at first glance, like the older sister next door who always has a smile on her face.

But Gu Xu keenly noticed that there was a gold badge pinned to the chest of her white coat—the mark of a top medical expert in the Shenxia Empire.

"Is this the 'young master' that Su Qiong mentioned she recruited?"

Zhang Xinxin pushed up her glasses, her gaze falling on Gu Xu. Her voice was soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear, "Hello, Gu Xu, I'm Zhang Xinxin, and I'm in charge of your physical examination."

"Hello, Sister Xin Xin."

Gu Xu greeted him politely.

He never felt any sense of defensiveness when facing this kind of gentle older sister.

"Come on, sit down first. Don't be nervous, it's just a routine check-up."

Zhang Xinxin pointed to the examination bed next to her, gesturing for Gu Xu to sit down.

In the next ten minutes or so.

Gu Xu experienced what it means to have an "emperor-level" physical examination service.

There were no cold instruments being randomly inserted into my body.

Zhang Xinxin's fingers are long and warm, with a soft white light shining from the fingertips.

Gently press on Gu Xu's forehead, chest, back and other key areas.

That's a high-level priest skill called [Holy Light Detection].

It can both check for potential health problems and nourish the meridians.

Gu Xu felt a warm current coursing through his body, so comfortable that he almost groaned out loud.

"Your physical condition is quite good. Although you just changed jobs, you have a solid foundation."

As Zhang Xinxin recorded the data, she looked at Gu Xu with a half-smile: "Especially in terms of mental strength, its activity level far exceeds that of other professionals of the same level..."

"It seems the rumor is true; your summoned creature is indeed extraordinary."

Gu Xuqian chuckled twice, but didn't dare to reply.

As the inspection drew to a close, Zhang Xinxin put away the light panel, took off her glasses, rubbed her nose, and suddenly asked without warning, "Gu Xu, do you have a girlfriend?"

"what?"

Gu Xu was wearing a shirt when he heard this and paused for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head: "No...no."