If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

"Alright! Since all the leaders agree, then it's settled."

Su Chen made the final decision, ending this "spoils-dividing meeting" that was worthy of being recorded in the military history of the Dragon Kingdom.

He turned around and whispered a few instructions to the guard behind him. The guard acknowledged the order and quickly left.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed.

The generals, who had just been arguing heatedly, practically ready to flip the table and start a real fight, had all fallen silent. A consensus had been reached, but the look in their eyes had become even more subtle. The unseen tension hadn't dissipated; instead, it had transformed into invisible sparks, crackling and flashing between them.

Everyone was mentally calculating.

Once we get back, from where will the military budget be deducted? How can we make the logistics accounts airtight? There are several big bosses in the area who deal in medicinal herbs; should we call them in for a chat? Which remote mountain village is rumored to have some rare and exotic plants growing there? Should we send a reconnaissance company to conduct a thorough search?

An invisible arms race has already begun in their minds.

Just then, the two old men, Du Bangguo and Long Zhenbang, who had been sitting calmly on the sidelines, exchanged a glance without leaving a trace.

In each other's eyes, there was a hint of cunning, like an old fox who had succeeded.

Du Bangguo slowly stood up, walked to Su Chen's side, and patted his shoulder heavily with his large, fan-like hand. His actions and expression were exactly like someone showing off, saying, "This is my grandson-in-law."

"Su Chen, your method is excellent! Absolutely excellent! Fair, just, and damn transparent! It leaves those old guys speechless! It has the flair I had back in the day!"

His words were eloquent and respectable, but his old eyes kept giving Su Chen meaningful glances, the meaning of which was clear to even a blind man.

Su Chen knew exactly what was going on. He smiled, turned around, and faced everyone present. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Commenders, what was just allocated was the military region's quota, which is official business."

Upon hearing this, all the generals' ears perked up immediately.

What does that mean?

Business matters are finished... Is there something else going on, personal?

Su Chen's gaze fell on Du Bangguo and Long Zhenbang. His composure and aloofness when facing others instantly transformed into the closeness and respect of a junior for his elders.

"Grandpa Du, Grandpa Long, you two have come from afar, and I don't have much to offer in return."

As Su Chen spoke, he flipped his hand to his side, and as if by magic, two identical military-grade combination lock cases, gleaming with a cold metallic light, appeared in his hand.

He handed the two boxes to the two old men respectively.

"Here are an extra one hundred vials of 'Dragon Blood No. 1.' Fifty vials each for you two grandfathers. It's just a small token of my appreciation; please don't find it offensive."

Upon hearing this, the air in the entire conference room seemed to be sucked out.

An extra...100?

One person... fifty sticks?!

This number, like two battering rams, slammed into the skulls of all the generals, leaving their minds buzzing and blank!

What does this mean?

They were a large military region with hundreds of thousands of soldiers. They argued for more than an hour, arguing so much that they were spitting and their throats were hoarse, and in the end they were only assigned a mere seventy-one units.

As a result, these two old guys just sat there drinking tea and watching the show from beginning to end. Just because they brought their granddaughter over, they each got fifty cigarettes just by talking!

Is there any justice left?! Is there no law left?!

A deathly silence fell over the conference room. You could hear a pin drop.

All eyes, like red-hot steel needles, were fixed intently on the two small combination lock boxes.

The emotions churning in his eyes were incredibly complex.

Shock, jealousy, resentment, anger... In the end, they all merged into a deep-seated, tooth-aching envy!

Commander Wang of the North China Military Region stood there with his mouth agape, his tiger-like eyes wide open, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.

He felt as if his heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, and then repeatedly thrown into a large bucket filled with lemon juice, being repeatedly soaked.

It's sour, astringent, and painful! It fucking hurts!

"Oh dear, child, this...this is so inappropriate!"

Du Bangguo said he was sorry, but his hands moved faster than anyone else's. He grabbed the briefcase and hugged it tightly, as if he were holding a long-lost son, as if he was afraid that someone would take it from him.

His old face was beaming like a rotten chrysanthemum, and every wrinkle exuded the word "smugness"!

"Su Chen, you're just too honest! We're all family, why be so polite! Don't do it again next time! Hmm... I'll let it go this time!"

Long Zhenbang reluctantly accepted the box, even weighing it in his hand with great seriousness. Then he looked at Su Chen with a look of satisfaction, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, becoming more and more pleased with him.

"Excellent, excellent! Xiaoyun, you finally made the right choice! My Long family accepts you as our grandson-in-law!"

"puff--"

Commander Li of the coastal military region had just picked up his teacup to calm his nerves when he spat out a mouthful of hot tea before he could even swallow it. He choked so badly that his face turned red and he coughed violently.

Grandson-in-law?

So you've accepted it?

You Long family and Du family, this is not only killing people, but also destroying their spirit! It's like pressing the faces of all the generals present to the ground and grinding and rubbing them back and forth with military boots!

At that moment, everyone's mentality collapsed.

They glanced at the two shameless old thieves who were grinning from ear to ear while clutching their "treasures," and then at the rather flimsy "cooperation agreement" they had just signed on their own desk.

A strong urge to overturn the table on the spot, rush up, pin those two old guys down, and beat them up was growing wildly in everyone's heart!

This is no longer just giving special treatment!

This is fucking like they just transferred the ownership certificate of the kitchen directly to their own name!

Su Chen took it all in without changing his smile.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

That's the way we're going to tell everyone here—in the most direct and unreasonable way possible.

The rules of Kunlun were set by Su Chen.

However, personal relationships always take precedence over rules.

He, Su Chen, is fiercely protective of his own! And he does it openly and blatantly!

"Alright, esteemed commanders."

Su Chen's voice timely broke the deathly silence filled with jealousy and resentment.

"The quotas have been allocated and the agreements have been signed. I will have Chief of Staff Miao Zhiyuan coordinate the handover with your subordinates."

He glanced at his watch.

"We still have some time. If you don't mind, how about I treat you all to a tour of Kunlun? That would be a way of showing you hospitality."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering everyone up.

Visit Kunlun?

This suggestion immediately and forcibly diverted everyone's attention from the two "despicable" old men and the precious boxes in their arms.

This is a great thing!

They had long been filled with endless curiosity about this mysterious and legendary "sacred mountain." In particular, they dreamed of seeing with their own eyes just how powerful the Kunlun warriors, who were rumored to be incredibly powerful and even described as "inhuman monsters" in battle reports, had been honed by Su Chen.

"Great! Great idea! That's a good suggestion!"

Commander Wang was the first to respond, his voice booming. He desperately needed to find something else to do, otherwise he was afraid he would lose control and rush up to fight those two old bastards.

"Then, I'll have to trouble Commander Su!"