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Professor Zhang was gathering the documents on the table, looking up at him with no change in expression.

Wu Feng nodded, didn't ask any more questions, turned around and went back to his original seat.

The others left the meeting hall one after another, their footsteps fading into the distance.

The last person closed the door, and the conference room fell silent, with only the low hum of the air conditioner running.

Professor Zhang walked around the podium, holding the stack of documents in his hand, and sat down at another table in the center of the conference hall, waving to Wu Feng.

"Come sit here, it'll be easier to talk if we're closer."

Wu Feng got up and walked over, sitting down opposite Professor Zhang.

There were two other people sitting next to him, one of whom was Li Dahu.

The other was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a white lab coat, with a name tag pinned to his chest that displayed a number, his researcher position, and his name.

Professor Zhang placed the documents on the table and looked at Wu Feng.

"Wu Feng, we have a general understanding of your situation." He began, his tone much more casual than when he spoke on stage earlier. "You won the martial arts championship in the game, which is a very special and crucial identity."

He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

"The Song Dynasty faction is currently one of the main factions in the game. If you have these resources and use them well, there are many things you can do."

Wu Feng listened without responding.

Professor Zhang continued, "We hope you can use this position to recommend people to the Song Dynasty court for advancement. We don't need many; send them in batches and gradually place them in positions. Whether it's the military or government, as long as they can establish themselves, that's fine. If we really need these resources in the future, at least we'll have people on our side."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wu Feng, waiting for his response.

Li Dahu and the researcher were also looking at him.

Wu Feng scratched his head.

He was silent for a few seconds, looked at Professor Zhang, and coughed lightly.

"Professor, my title of martial arts champion... is just a facade."

Professor Zhang's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Wu Feng continued, "The Grand General of the Champion is a nominal official with no real power. It's just a title given by the court, it sounds nice. He doesn't even have military power in ordinary times, and he doesn't have many subordinates. You want me to recommend someone to get in? Where am I supposed to recommend someone? I can't even get through the gates of the Kaifeng Prefecture government office, let alone put someone in the court."

After he finished speaking, he shrugged.

Professor Zhang frowned after hearing this.

He glanced down at the documents in his hand, flipped through them, and then closed them again.

"A minor official post..." he repeated softly, as if pondering the meaning of the word.

The researcher next to him, who wore glasses, adjusted his glasses and asked, "Does 'honorary official' mean someone has a rank but no actual position?"

"That's right." Wu Feng nodded. "Their rank isn't low, but they have no people, no money, and no power. The court might give them some tasks when needed, but otherwise they're just hanging around. They don't even need to attend court."

Li Dahu, who was listening nearby, frowned and looked at Professor Zhang.

"What can you do with this identity?"

Professor Zhang did not answer, but tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice.

He was silent for a moment, then looked up at Wu Feng.

"When you participated in the martial arts examination, you met the emperor," he asked. "Could you tell me which emperor it was?"

Wu Feng looked at Professor Zhang and said, "Zhao Kuangyin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Zhang's fingers stopped moving on the table.

Li Dahu was stunned for a moment.

The researcher also looked up, his eyes behind his glasses widening slightly.

The group exchanged glances but remained silent.

The meeting room fell silent for a few seconds.

Professor Zhang leaned back slowly in his chair, his expression shifting several times.

Zhao Kuangyin.

The founding emperor of the Song Dynasty.

This period coincided with the most vibrant time of the Song Dynasty.

The army is capable, the court is wise and just, the military generals have not been suppressed, and although the borders are not peaceful, the country is at its peak.

This is completely different from those emperors who later sought peace and gave money at the drop of a hat.

Professor Zhang remained silent for a while before speaking, his voice lower than before.

"Zhao Kuangyin..." He repeated the name, as if confirming something.

Wu Feng nodded without saying anything more.

Professor Zhang tapped the table twice more with his fingers, then stopped.

He looked at Wu Feng, his gaze now more serious.

"Your official title, though currently without real power, still carries a certain rank," he said. "Zhao Kuangyin's ability to appoint a martial arts champion shows that he valued military men. Your status isn't fixed; you might have the opportunity to rise through the ranks in the future."

Wu Feng listened and nodded.

Professor Zhang looked at him and continued, "Don't rush the referrer thing. Just play the game as usual. Seize the opportunity when it arises, and wait when it doesn't. We won't pressure you."

Wu Feng nodded.

These people are alright; we can discuss some serious matters.

He paused for a moment, tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice, then looked up at Professor Zhang.

"Although this official position is a sinecure, I received a task from Zhao Kuangyin."

Upon hearing this, Professor Zhang immediately focused his attention on them. Li Dahu and the researcher also leaned forward.

"What mission?" Professor Zhang asked.

Wu Feng recounted the entire story of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun from beginning to end.

From meeting Zhao Kuangyin after the martial arts test, to volunteering for the mission, to Zhao Kuangyin issuing a hidden mission, bestowing upon him the honorary title of Champion General, and finally promising him the position of Military Governor of Yanyun.

He spoke slowly, but he said everything he needed to say.

After he finished speaking, the conference room was quiet for a while.

Professor Zhang leaned back in his chair, his expression shifting several times.

Li Dahu's mouth was open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

The researcher pushed up his glasses and quickly jotted something down in his notebook.

"The Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun..." Professor Zhang repeated softly, his voice tinged with disbelief, "A Jiedushi? Holding military and political power, hereditary?"

"Yes." Wu Feng nodded. "That's what the mission description says. Recover all sixteen prefectures and restore the rule of the Song Dynasty. The reward is the Yan Yun Jiedushi (military governor of Yan and Yun). You will hold military and political power, be a regional lord, almost like a local emperor."

Professor Zhang and the people next to him exchanged glances.

Li Dahu was the first to speak, his voice slightly strained: "This reward... if we can really get it, then we'll truly be a warlord in the game. We can mobilize troops, appoint and dismiss officials, collect taxes and conscript soldiers. That's much better than any gang or sect."

The researcher nodded in agreement, his eyes shining brightly behind his glasses: "In the intelligence we have so far, no player from any other country has managed to acquire such a large territory. If we can truly take over the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, our development potential in the game will be completely different."

Professor Zhang didn't speak, but tapped his fingers lightly on the table, one tap at a time, very slowly.

He looked up at Wu Feng, his gaze filled with scrutiny, yet also with a hint of eagerness.

"Ahem." Wu Feng coughed lightly and looked at Professor Zhang. "So, Professor Zhang, would you like to participate in this mission?"

Professor Zhang didn't rush to answer.

He turned and glanced at Li Dahu, then at the researcher.

The three exchanged glances for a few seconds, and then Professor Zhang nodded.

"This mission is crucial for the nation's development in the game," he said, his tone much calmer than before. "We will exert our utmost strength to help you seize the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun."

He paused, then tapped his finger on the table again.

"But in return, we also need some rights and territory to develop."

After listening, Wu Feng did not respond immediately.

He leaned back in his chair, his mind starting to make plans.