I, Lord of Prayer

Turning the handle and pushing open the door, Zhou Chen walked into the office with a shy smile, secretly sizing up the girl sitting in the office chair.

She was a beautiful girl with an unusual air about her, dressed in a smart women's suit, but her expressionless face gave people a feeling of calmness to the point of indifference.

Jiang Che, who was looking through the documents, looked up and glanced at them:

"It's you."

She then closed the documents, opened the drawer, and took out a bound contract document, placing it on the table.

"This is the contract I drafted. Please let me know if you want any changes."

This is too direct... Zhou Chen picked up the contract with a lot of doubt and saw a line of red headings written on it:

—Employment Agreement for the Special Operations Team!

He hesitated, wanting to ask something, but ultimately held back, pulled up a chair, and began flipping through the contract page by page.

Then, his expression grew increasingly solemn.

Finally, he took a deep breath and looked at the girl in front of him with a serious expression:

"You really... have a way to repair my soul?"

Jiang Che nodded calmly: "Isn't it clearly stated in the contract—you do the work for me, and I'll provide you with a safe, reliable method to repair your soul that won't cause any harm or side effects?"

Zhou Chen took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down, and stared at the contract for a long time before asking, "Why did you choose me?"

"Your abilities are unique and you have great potential. If developed properly, they will be of great use. ஜ۩۞۩ஜ ஜ۩۞۩ஜ"

Jiang Che stated bluntly, "Secondly, as a newcomer, I need subordinates with a clean background. I've reviewed the profiles of many people who have risen through the ranks, and overall, you best meet my requirements."

"So what's the price? Is it just to do things for you?"

"I need to warn you first, working for me is no easy task."

Jiang Che calmly reminded him, "From now on, you will be carrying out missions involving extraordinary powers, and the slightest mistake could cost you your life. Of course, I won't let you carry out missions beyond your capabilities, but who can predict what might happen?"

For example... the internship you recently completed.

Zhou Chen fell silent, involuntarily recalling that incredibly brutal operation.

What should have been a simple internship assessment turned into an unexpected encounter with a high-level corruptor, and in the end, he was the only one who survived.

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That's just how the world is; you never know whether an accident or tomorrow will come first.

If this is the case for ordinary people, it is even more true for special operations teams that deal with extraordinary events every day. The probability of encountering unexpected situations is by no means low, and there is a possibility that they may not come back from each mission.

"Think it over carefully. You can choose not to sign, but I can assure you that no one but me can offer you a way to mend your soul in the short term."

Jiang Che calmly sipped his coffee.

Wait quietly.

There was no impatience whatsoever. New 60 Bookstore →

Zhou Chen flipped through the contract page by page, as if trying to memorize every single word, deep in thought.

Jiang Che was very straightforward from the beginning, as if he were making a deal: I'll give you a way to save your life, and you have to do things for me.

There were no polite formalities, no coaxing or cajoling, no threats or inducements... just straightforward transactions.

It's so straightforward that it's... impossible to refuse.

To be honest, Zhou Chen could have chosen not to sign the contract. He had a wishing bottle, and as long as he accumulated enough wish points, he could make a wish to repair his soul.

But... is it really that easy to accumulate such a huge amount of wish points?

My teacher taught me in elementary school that smart people don't put all their eggs in one basket, nor do they hang themselves on the same tree.

Similarly, a person who is about to die will not only try one way to save their life.

After careful consideration, Zhou Chen had already made his choice.

"I'm willing to sign the contract, but could you increase the compensation a bit?"

……

After some bargaining, Zhou Chen successfully improved his working conditions.

Compared to his internship salary of 3,000 yuan per month, his base salary alone has now soared to 50,000 yuan per month.

Moreover, there is a subsidy for each mission, starting at 50,000 yuan.

In addition, there are the top-tier social insurance and housing fund benefits, meal allowances, bonuses, medical subsidies, housing subsidies, and all sorts of other employee benefits.

As for the generous year-end bonus... well, he'll have to live to see that day first.

After checking the contract several times to make sure there were no other problems, Zhou Chen signed his name on it.

Immediately afterwards, a speck of stardust appeared in the wishing bottle.

It seems she really wants me... Am I that popular...? Zhou Chen glanced at Jiang Che, who had a calm expression, and handed him the contract.

That makes sense. If, as Jiang Che said, he meets her criteria, then she certainly won't let him go.

Just like a company's HR department recruiting employees, if there is a best candidate, then of course they will use that best candidate.

Then he looked at the wishing bottle in his mind.

Now, the bottle contains a total of ten grains of stardust, both large and small.

Aside from the wish points he collected from those experimental personnel, he hadn't collected a single wish point during this period. After all, he was being trained in the underground research department all day, and all he came into contact with were a bunch of shut-ins who only knew how to do research. Those guys' wishes were not easy to fulfill.

Now that he's been released, he never expected that the first stardust to enter his tent would come from his new boss.

A few minutes later, Jiang Che signed the contract, stamped it with the official seal of the Stars Club, and then pressed the call button. Soon, a staff member knocked on the door and came in to take the contract away.

After the staff left, Jiang Che took out a name tag from the top drawer.

"From now on, you will be my subordinate and a trainee agent in the Special Operations Team."

Zhou Chen took the name tag. The card seemed to be made of alloy; it was heavy and not easily damaged.

He carefully put away his badge and asked, "The contract is signed. Now, can you tell me how to repair my soul?"

Jiang Che opened the document he had been looking at: "Do you remember your previous internship assignment?"

"Arresting a group of smugglers?"

"That group of smugglers was actually a fifth-level subordinate of a smuggling team called 'West Wind' in Jinzhu City."

She turned to a page in the document and handed it to Zhou Chen.

"West Wind" is an illegal organization that engages in smuggling activities around the world. Its main business is to obtain supernatural items from various restricted areas by various means and then smuggle them to various parts of the world for profit.

"According to intelligence, fifteen days ago, a smuggling team from West Wind returned from Exclusion Zone 149 with a full load of loot, including a precious Star Mango."

That shipment is currently in Jinzhu. If we can find Xifeng's smuggling hideout in Jinzhu, we can find that star mango.

Zhou Chen carefully perused the documents, which contained very detailed information. He quickly figured out what the 149th restricted area was and what Star Mango was.

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