A person sacrifices himself to become a saint in a chaotic world of martial arts.

"Quiet down, everyone!"

The three taxi drivers whispered among themselves for a moment and seemed to have reached some kind of consensus.

Wang Cha Tou turned around and faced the constables who were already lined up on the training ground but were still slightly agitated. He spoke in a deep voice, which was not very loud, but carried an unquestionable authority.

The many constables immediately fell silent from their previous whispers of doubt, and the drill ground became completely quiet.

Wang, the constable, seemed satisfied with the swift cessation of discipline. He cleared his throat, forced a look of what could be described as "excitement" onto his square face, and announced loudly:

"Very good. Now, I have some good news for you. The errand we handled before was rated as...quite good by the higher-ups. Chief Constable Li specifically sent word to commend all the constables of the Fenjiang County Garrison!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together, facing the sky with a slight sense of ceremony, his face showing respect, as if that Lord Li was watching from the clouds or somewhere else.

The officers Li and Chen beside him also made the same movements almost simultaneously, with standard postures and serious expressions.

"This is an affirmation of our abilities, but also an encouragement!" Wang Chatou lowered his hand, straightened his back, and raised his voice slightly.

"We must seize this opportunity to work together more closely, carry forward the fine tradition of not being afraid of hardship or fatigue and fighting continuously, and do our utmost for the peaceful and prosperous lives of the people of Fenjiang County and for the peace and security of our Great Qian Kingdom, so as not to fail the imperial salary and the expectations of our superiors..."

A string of official, clichéd phrases flowed smoothly from his mouth.

The constables below were clearly used to this, each putting on a stern face and pretending to listen attentively to the instruction, their eyes either staring straight ahead or looking down at the ground. As for how many of them truly took it to heart, only heaven knows.

In the queue, someone even took advantage of being in front to secretly let out a barely perceptible yawn.

"Brother Su, judging by this, he's going to keep nagging for another hour or so before he stops."

Standing next to Su Bai, Sun Hou barely moved his head, only slightly twisting his neck and moving his lips, muttering to Su Bai in an almost breathy voice.

"When you're done later, remember to go to the storeroom and get your uniform. You can't wear this casual clothes to a more formal occasion."

If Su Bai hadn't been right beside him and focused, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear a single word.

"Thanks for the reminder, Brother Sun." Su Bai responded in an almost inaudible voice, his gaze still feigning focus on the constable Wang who was giving instructions ahead. "Where should I go to collect it later?"

"No need to thank me, it's nothing. After we all leave, I'll take you to the warehouse. I'm fairly familiar with Old Liu, who manages the warehouse," Sun Hou whispered.

"Thank you so much, Brother Sun." Su Bai nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

After a brief exchange, the two fell silent.

Sun Hou seemed unable to bear the loneliness, and tilted his head slightly to the right, exchanging some information in hushed tones with an acquaintance on the other side.

Su Bai turned his gaze forward again, but his thoughts drifted away once more.

Where can I get silver as quickly as possible?

The original owner of this body had been deemed "extremely poor" in martial arts by his father, and had long since given up any thought of seriously practicing martial arts.

But now, he has already mastered the Tiger and Leopard Force, and the newfound power within his body is undeniable.

However, Su Bai also clearly felt that even with the convenience of this cheat code, if he relied solely on his own step-by-step cultivation, it would probably still take three to five years of painstaking effort to break through to the Skin Refining Realm.

He can't wait.

We must continue to improve the level of Tiger and Leopard Strength in order to significantly accelerate our cultivation and shorten this time.

Looking at Wang Chatou, who was speaking confidently and eloquently on the high platform, whose every move made the audience below hold their breath, Su Bai felt a complex and indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

He didn't want to always be like this, standing in the crowd like an insignificant lackey, listening to others' lectures.

He also wanted... to be able to stand there someday, or even stand in a higher place.

Once the idea took hold, it grew wildly like weeds.

Historical records show that Liu Bang, in his forties, exclaimed "Alas, a true man should be like this!" upon seeing Qin Shi Huang's carriage; Xiang Yu, in his twenties, even declared "He can be overthrown and replaced" upon seeing the emperor's procession.

Why can't Su Bai have such ambitions?

He was just an ordinary person, but with this mysterious scale as his golden finger, he saw the possibility of transcending the mundane. Why couldn't he aspire to stand higher and see further?

Even... is that ethereal realm of immortals necessarily just wishful thinking?

Su Bai took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions, but his eyes inadvertently became even more profound.

He clenched his fist secretly, then relaxed it.

We must take things one step at a time. The most urgent task is to get the money to buy ginseng.

Thus, Su Bai calmly "listened" to the lecture below, but his mind was immersed in thoughts about the future and reality.

As expected, Chief Wang on the stage spoke eloquently and fluently, citing classical texts and allusions, for a full hour before finally stopping, seemingly still wanting to continue.

This is not over yet.

As soon as Officer Wang finished speaking, Officer Li stepped forward and took over the conversation, offering a similar encouragement and admonition, though his words were shorter.

Next was Chief Chen. His habitual smile had faded considerably, and he added a few brief words, mainly emphasizing execution and details.

The three policemen took turns giving their instructions, and it took them more than half an hour in total to finish.

Looking up at the sun, I realized that almost half of the morning had already passed.

"Dismissed, dismissed! Each squad, proceed according to yesterday's arrangements or the new tasks to be assigned later!" Chief Wang finally waved his hand, ending the long morning meeting.

The crowd, as if granted a pardon, quickly dispersed, chatting and complaining in twos and threes, and headed towards their respective destinations.

"Come on, Su Bai!" Sun Hou grabbed Su Bai, who was still somewhat lost in thought. "What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up, I'll take you to get your uniforms. After we get them, we'll get to work. Today, the three of us will form a group and be responsible for patrolling the East Market area."

"Okay, Brother Sun, I'm coming." Su Bai snapped out of his daze and quickly replied.

The two walked through the somewhat messy training ground and arrived at the warehouse located behind the Zhenfu Division.

The warehouse was somewhat dim, filled with the smell of old fabric and a faint camphor.

The treasury manager was an old official with gray hair and squinting eyes.

Just as Sun Hou had said, they were familiar with each other. Sun Hou chuckled and called out "Master Liu," then whispered a few words to each other.

The old clerk slowly turned around, pulled out a set of slightly worn black constable's uniform from a neatly stacked pile of clothes, and handed it over.

"Here, this is the set. You can wear it in both winter and summer; decide for yourself which one to wear."

The old official's voice was a little hoarse. After speaking, he sat back down behind his old, worn-out little table, squinted his eyes, and seemed to ignore everything around him.

Su Bai accepted it with both hands.

The clothes were a bit stiff and the fabric was rough, but they were washed fairly clean, with only some barely noticeable wear marks on the cuffs and elbows.

He understood perfectly well that having only one set was the norm; wanting more? Of course, you could, just pay extra.

As for what kind of clothing to have for spring, summer, autumn and winter?

Forget about it. Given Su Bai's current financial situation, it's already quite good that he can get this set of clothes that are suitable.

He found a corner and quickly changed into his constable's uniform.

The clothes were a bit loose, but after tightening the belt, they fit him fairly well, adding a touch of "prestige" to him, even though that prestige was still very weak at the moment.

After changing his clothes, Sun Hou looked him up and down and nodded.

"Not bad, that's more like it. Come on, I'll take you to meet another member of our group, Lao Wang."

Under an old locust tree near the side gate of the Zhenfu Division, Su Bai met the old Wang that Sun Hou had mentioned.

This was an elderly constable who looked to be in his forties. His surname was Wang, and he was also a temporary constable. It was said that he had been in this position for more than ten years.

He was slightly overweight, with a loose face, and his eyes revealed a kind of laziness and shrewdness unique to those who had long been involved in low-level government jobs.

Su Bai didn't see him at all in the group that had just been giving instructions.

I really don't know how he managed to get by.

To be honest, even Su Bai was somewhat impressed.