Pursued by the Heavenly Dao, first level up in the courtyard.

Qi Bing is now willing but unable to fulfill the mission and responsibilities of the human system host.

The goal of helping humanity transcend the cycle of rebirth is too distant and unattainable; Qi Bing can only focus on the present.

During his rise from squad leader to head of a division, a total of 986 officers and soldiers under his command died in battle.

Upon returning to Xia from Li Island, Qi Bing immediately began investigating the matter of the compensation. Now, having received the detailed investigation report and read it through from beginning to end, he was filled with rage.

For many people, 986 is just a cold, hard number.

But for Qi Bing, 986 means his 986 brothers, his 986 comrades-in-arms, his 986 subordinates, and the pillar of his 986 families.

Of the 986 officers and soldiers who sacrificed their lives, the pensions of 935 officers and soldiers were delivered to their families in full, the pensions of 26 officers and soldiers were divided up, and the pensions of 25 officers and soldiers were seized by their relatives.

"Outrageous! Lawless! They're courting death!"

With the investigation report in hand, Qi Bing rode his bicycle to the headquarters building.

"Comrade Qi Bing, is everything described here true?"

"Elder, I had three groups of people investigate, and the results were exactly the same."

"In the special operations division alone, the pensions of fifty-one officers and soldiers were embezzled..."

"Elder, such behavior is intolerable and should be dealt with severely."

"Killing them wouldn't be enough to vent our anger. If these people can embezzle pension funds now, they'll definitely exploit the people to the bone in the future!"

"The soldiers fought for their country and people, battling the enemy on the battlefield, only to have their compensation money stolen."

After setting the fire, Qi Bing used the excuse of going back to study to bid farewell to the elders and rode his bicycle back to the courtyard house.

After a meeting of the elders, three investigation teams were formed to investigate the matter of the pension.

An investigation team could be bribed to protect certain individuals or their relatives and friends.

Even if someone wanted to bribe their way out of the investigation, they might not have the guts to form three investigation teams from different departments!

As dawn broke, Yan Bugui changed into clean clothes and rode his bicycle to a factory in the suburbs.

After selling the bookstore, Yan Bugui lost his source of income and had to support his family, so he became even more frugal.

He was originally reluctant to buy a bicycle, but because he was looking for work every day, he gritted his teeth and bought a second-hand bicycle.

After riding his bicycle to the agricultural machinery factory in the suburbs, Yan Bugui parked his bike on the side of the road and went straight to the security room.

The security guard from the agricultural machinery factory stopped him and asked, "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Comrade, I'd like to find a job. I'm educated and can read."

The security guard said kindly, "Comrade, please register first, and I will notify the personnel department."

The Labor and Wages Section, officially known as the Labor and Wages Section, is responsible for matters related to workers' labor, wages, quotas, allocation, and labor insurance.

The current personnel department is mainly responsible for managing cadres.

Yan Bugui quickly thanked him and strode into the reception room to carefully fill out his information.

When Chen Qiang from the Labor and Wages Department arrived, he looked at Yan Bugui's registration form and frowned: "Yan Bugui? You used to own a bookstore? You're a small business owner?"

Yan Bugui's heart tightened, and he quickly nodded: "Comrade, I've already sold my bookstore. I want to find a stable job."

Chen Qiang felt disgusted, but feigned calmness and said, "I'm sorry, Comrade Yan Bugui, our factory doesn't hire small business owners. We only hire workers, and your status doesn't meet the requirements. You should look elsewhere."

Yan Bugui's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He silently walked out of the agricultural machinery factory. The sunlight shone on the ground, and although he should have felt warm all over, he felt cold all over.

As noon approached, Yan Bugui didn't dare go home. He bought two steamed buns on the street to fill his stomach. He didn't want Yang Ruihua and the children to see his dejected state, so he could only grit his teeth and continue looking for work.

He went to a textile factory, where the entrance was crowded with job seekers. Yan Bugui queued for more than half an hour before it was finally his turn.

The person in charge of recruitment asked about his identity and said helplessly, "A small business owner? No way, we won't hire you."

Yan Bugui lowered his stance and pleaded, "Comrade, I really need this job. I can endure any hardship, even sweeping the floor or moving things in the workshop."

"It's not that I'm heartless, it's just a rule from higher authorities."

Helpless, Yan Bugui could only turn and leave. He didn't understand why it was so difficult for him to find a job to support his family.

At dusk, Yan Bugui rode his bicycle back to the courtyard house.

When Yang Ruihua saw him return, she quickly went to greet him: "Honey, how did it go? Did you find a job?"

Yan Bugui shook his head, not wanting to speak.

Yang Ruihua felt a pang of sadness and comforted him, "Honey, don't worry. Maybe you'll find a job tomorrow. I'll go to the neighborhood office tomorrow and see if there are any suitable jobs for me."

"No way!" Yan Bugui rejected the idea without hesitation: "What kind of image would it project for a woman like you to go out and show your face in public?"

Yang Ruihua nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

For more than ten days in a row, Yan Bugui rode his bicycle out every day to look for work, passing many factories in the city and going to many places in the suburbs, but he still couldn't find a job. Every time he was rejected, he felt like his heart was being pierced by needles.

That afternoon, seeing Yan Bugui growing thinner and drowning his sorrows in alcohol, Yang Ruihua once again advised, "Honey, stop drinking. Don't rush into finding a job. There's always a way."

Yan Bugui raised his head, his eyes red: "Ruihua, I can't do anything except read a few words. I used to have a bookstore, which was enough to support my family, but now I can't even find a job."

Yang Ruihua, quick-witted, said, "Honey, you can read, you can study, and you can even teach at school!"

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Teach? Can I teach? Would any school hire a small business owner like me?"

Yang Ruihua said, "You're literate and patient, so teaching the child won't be a problem. Besides, didn't our neighborhood office director, Wang Yunxia, ​​say that if you have any difficulties, you can go to the neighborhood office to find her?"

Yan Bugui fell silent. He was embarrassed to go to the subdistrict office, after all, he was a small business owner and was afraid of being rejected by the subdistrict office.

"Honey, don't be shy," Yang Ruihua advised. "We're barely scraping by. As long as we can find work, what's wrong with humbling ourselves? Go to the neighborhood office tomorrow and ask Director Wang. Maybe there really is a chance."

Yan Bugui nodded, silently making up his mind. No matter what, for his family, he had to try. Even if there was only a sliver of hope, he couldn't give up.

The next morning, Yan Bugui ate breakfast, changed into clean clothes, and rode his bicycle to the street office. Along the way, he felt uneasy, both expectant and afraid, worried about being rejected.

Yan Bugui knocked on the door, entered the office, and said, "Director Wang, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Wang Yunxia said gently, "Comrade Yan Bugui, just tell me what's wrong. I'll do my best to help. I heard you sold your bookstore. Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Yan Bugui said, "Director Wang, I really have no other choice. Please help me think of a solution. I want to find a job. There are six people in my family, and we have no source of income. We can't make ends meet."

"Comrade Yan Bugui, isn't your family supposed to have five people? Where did this six come from?"

"Director Wang, my wife is pregnant again."

"This is a good thing; there's strength in numbers."

"Director Wang, do you have any jobs suitable for me?"

"Let me make a call first, please wait a moment."

Wang Yunxia realized that Hongxing Primary School needed teachers, so she immediately went out to make a phone call to inquire.

"Comrade Yan Bugui, Hongxing Primary School needs a math teacher. Are you qualified?"

"Director Wang, I'm very good at math, and I've read a lot of books. I'm sure I'll be a good teacher."

"Comrade Yan Bugui, I'll write you a letter of introduction. Go to Principal Zhang of Hongxing Elementary School tomorrow to complete the formalities."

"Director Wang, thank you so much."