No strange things are allowed to evolve!

"Guess why Shen Mo is so familiar with the people from the Holy Temple?" the director suddenly asked.

Jiang Shu suddenly realized.

I knew it; there are unspoken rules everywhere.

So it turns out that Shen Mo, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, is also an international student?

"That's alright then." Jiang Shu naturally lowered her standards.

Then he turned to ask, "And what's the second reason?"

"The second reason is that I need to focus on finding out who is behind Qin Lang's actions. I believe that this line of investigation was already quite mature before you appeared. Their actions against you were just a spur-of-the-moment decision. Even if they hadn't targeted you, other problems would have arisen."

Furthermore, Shen Mo will likely need time to adjust during this period, and you may lack someone to protect you at all times. Therefore, being in the Sanctuary is also to ensure your safe and stable growth.

The director said:

"I have already asked Chairman Zhao to take care of you during this period. You should listen to him and treat him as me, and follow his arrangements completely. You can come back after I have eliminated all threats."

"Uh..." Jiang Shu looked at the president with a strange smile on his face and felt a sense of unease.

But the bureau chief had already made all the arrangements, and this was clearly just a notification, not a request for his opinion, so he could only swallow hard and say, "I understand..."

Looking at the president, whose smile had become even brighter, Jiang Shu realized that she might have indeed offended this elder who, upon closer inspection, was rather adorable.

Sigh, is it possible to reconcile?

"Oh, right."

Just when Jiang Shu felt his future was bleak, the bureau chief suddenly remembered something and casually said:

"If everything goes well and you can satisfy me when you return, then you can take over the position of deputy leader of Group Six."

My sister is getting married, I need to take a day off.

I went to my sister's house to help out today and got drunk. I got home at 9 pm and spent an hour trying to calm down, but I'm still dizzy. The content I write in this state probably won't be of good quality either, so I'll have to take a day off. Sorry, everyone, I really need to get some sleep...

Chapter 205 The Second Stage of Dedication

"Huh? Me?"

This was something Jiang Shu hadn't expected.

Can you be promoted directly from a fourth-class operator to a deputy team leader?

Yes, it's you.

The bureau chief nodded:

“If Qin Lang had been able to successfully advance to the second level, he would no longer be suitable to serve as the deputy group leader. This position would have been vacant. If no one is transferred from other places, you are currently the most suitable candidate for Group Six, so you don’t need to feel any pressure.”

"That's not a problem. My main concern is that my strength isn't enough to convince everyone. Qin Lang is a level twelve evolver, although I'm actually quite curious why he can only be a deputy at level twelve," Jiang Shu said.

"His situation is rather special."

The director explained:

"He is a rather specialized type, not good at combat, which is a major weakness in the Execution Department where combat strength is the primary criterion. Therefore, the Sixth Group is led by Shen Mo, with him as the assistant."

However, although his combat strength was not as good as Shen Mo, who was two levels lower than him, his ability to process, collect, and analyze information was top-notch. This perfectly compensated for Shen Mo's weaknesses and was the reason why Team Six could become the sharpest blade in the Execution Department.

"So he's Shen Mo's external brain, right?"

Jiang Shu initially understood, but then asked with some confusion:

"Then why doesn't he just go to the monitoring department or the United Front Work Department? He could probably make better use of his strengths there, right?"

"Because none of the high-ranking officials in the Bureau of Different Principles who truly wield power came from the Executive Department," the director said slowly.

"understood."

Jiang Shu remembered that Qin Lang had said he was capable of detecting clues before the abbot of Yunfu Temple's calamity-level skill took effect. He could have warned Shen Mo. In this respect, even Jiang Shu, who possessed the Heart of the Great Wilderness, could only wait for the skill to take effect and then passively defend.

From this perspective, Qin Lang's abilities seem somewhat suited to be a replacement for the bureau chief.

As is well known, Stand users of the same type are attracted to each other, which explains why the director values ​​Qin Lang more. In fact, from their conversation, one can sense that the director may care more about Qin Lang than about the more talented Shen Mo.

That's why the bureau chief felt sorry for him. Even though he had done such a thing, he still gave him some dignity after the situation was brought under control.

That means that making him the deputy group leader was actually to cultivate him into a pillar of the Bureau of Different Orders.

Unfortunately, he lacked talent and had a low-quality spiritual root. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make up for some of his innate disadvantages. Although he could get along well with Shen Mo, he would still feel somewhat dissatisfied being a subordinate to someone of lower rank and experience than himself.

Just like not long ago, he said to Jiang Shu, half self-deprecatingly and half boastfully: You didn't expect that I was actually higher level than Shen Mo, did you?

All I can say is that everything has a traceable pattern.

That's why people were able to take advantage of the situation.

"In short, during this time, you should follow Chairman Zhao closely, learn from the excellent experience of the Holy Temple, absorb some advanced knowledge that our Bureau of Different Lineages does not have, and combine the strengths of both. I believe you can be competent for the position of deputy group leader," the director encouraged.

"Well, I will."

"Alright, that's settled then. Your bureau chief still has something to say to you, so I'll be leaving now." The Holy Temple President, seeing that the matter had been settled, seemed to have something urgent to attend to.

Perhaps they need to figure out how to properly entertain Jiang Shu.

In short, he got up from the sofa, intending to leave.

"Take a good rest today and get used to it. Report to the Holy Temple tomorrow. I'll arrange everything for you. Contact Snow Queen then. If you need to contact me for anything, you can do so through her."

"Ok."

"Oh, right." As he walked to the door, the president suddenly stopped and said as if he remembered something, "If it's not necessary, don't mention to others that you know me, and especially don't say that you came from the Bureau of Heretics. Just tell others that you are a newcomer who has just joined the Holy Church."

"Why is that?" Jiang Shu could understand not revealing that he was a member of the Bureau of Different Principles, since the Bureau of Different Principles did not allow gambling and it would have a bad influence if it got out. But it was a bit pointless that he couldn't even talk about his relationship with the other party.

The church is essentially a private enterprise run by the president, so having a relative parachuted in doesn't really have any impact. It's all family business anyway.

Jiang Shu wasn't like Xue Wang, a stubborn person who would ignore the good resources and insist on making a name for himself. To put it bluntly, if he hadn't been so ignorant back then and worried that someone would covet his secrets, he probably would have been trying to curry favor with the director and build connections from the very first day he entered the Bureau of Different Principles.

So if you go to the Holy Temple and experience the same things you did in the Bureau of Different Lineages, wouldn't that mean you've wasted your time and your spiritual growth?

In response, the chairman explained, "If you expose our relationship, others will either be afraid to gamble with you, or they will deliberately lose to you in the competitive incubation field. What's the point then?"

Jiang Shu thought about it carefully and became even more confused: "Wouldn't that be better?"

The chairman was taken aback and said to the bureau chief, "This kid has character issues."

The bureau chief sighed and said to Jiang Shu, "I'll listen to the chairman."

"Alright then." Since the director had spoken, Jiang Shu had no choice but to nod helplessly.

However, that's what the chairman said, but both he and the bureau chief knew the truth.

This request was simply because he wanted to see what achievements Jiang Shu could make on his own without any help, and what kind of reputation he could gain in the unfamiliar place of the Holy Temple.

This was his test of Jiang Shu, determining whether he recognized Jiang Shu's value in a closer relationship beyond mere partnership.

After the chairman left, Jiang Shu asked, "Director, Chairman Zhao said you had something else to say to me?"

The bureau chief nodded slightly and asked, "Have your skills changed at all?"

“Yes,” Jiang Shu replied. “When the sublimation was about to end, I took a special look. At that time, it was still the same as before. But after the sublimation ended, it suddenly had an active effect without any notification. It was as if it appeared out of thin air.”

"Is that really how it is?"

For a rare moment, an excitement that Jiang Shu had never seen before flashed across the director's face:

"If we're comparing this to my and Shenji's second-stage abilities, do you think the active effect you gained is stronger, weaker, or incomparable?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Shu didn't understand why the director asked in this way: "Actually, I can tell you directly."

"Need not."

The bureau chief waved his hand, this time not saying anything like "tell me if you want," but instead, after Jiang Shu agreed to tell him, he changed his story:

"I can deduce the specifics myself."

Jiang Shu was taken aback.

Well, you're quite competitive.

This gave Jiang Shu reason to suspect that perhaps the other party was just putting on airs when he said "tell me when you want to." Maybe he just didn't like answers that were readily available and preferred to explore on his own. He might not care verbally, but his mind was probably racing behind the scenes.

Be careful with this kind of person; never spoil the plot for them, or you might really fall out with them.

So Jiang Shu carefully compared them and said uncertainly, "Then I think it's not easy to compare them because they are not the same type of effect."

"Is that so...?"

The bureau chief seemed to be deep in thought:

"That does pique my curiosity."

"Actually, there's no need to be curious. I can tell you," Jiang Shu said with a smile.

But the director seemed not to hear: "It's getting late, pack up and go home to rest."

Tsk...

Indeed, do strong people all have their own strange obsessions?

Since the bureau chief had been forced to ask him to leave, if it weren't for the fact that it didn't fit his persona, the other person would probably have covered his ears and said "I don't want to hear it." So Jiang Shu had no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

After closing the door to the director's office, Jiang Shu walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and hesitated for a moment looking at his reflection in the smooth, mirror-like elevator door.

The next second, his pupils turned pink, and his eye sockets transformed into a pair of hearts.

In his vision, everything turned gray.

But on everything that can be called a whole, including a brick, a carpet, and a trash can, two lines of different colors appear.

A red line embodies an individual's current mood and represents their urgent need.

A blue line, containing the underlying color of the whole, represents what they yearn for deep in their hearts.

Through these two lines, Jiang Shu can see an individual's past and present, feel their emotions, and know their expectations.

However, if these two lines are cut in a way that satisfies their expectations, a new line will be created and connected to Jiang Shu, allowing Jiang Shu to obtain their future.

To acquire something is not merely to have a good impression of oneself or to be loyal to oneself, but to be able to completely control it, whether it be a person or an object, and turn it into a tool that only one can use, even if that tool may have been loyal to others not long ago, or even simply someone else's skill or tool.

This is the new active skill added to the dedication system: Sacrifice.

God will fulfill your desires and fill the void in your emotions, and then you will become God's substitute.

But Jiang Shu prefers to call it depravity.

Jiang Shu gently placed her hand on the blue line swaying above the trash can at the elevator entrance, and soon tears streamed down her face.

"So, you'd rather be a trash can in the toilet than a trash can by the elevator?"

Jiang Shu gently placed her hand on the red line again, and couldn't help but cover her mouth in sadness.

"So, the ash filling your stomach is making you uncomfortable? You're so eager to stuff yourself with poop now? Okay, okay, I'll grant your wish!"

boom!

Jiang Shu used all 130 points of his strength to forcefully pull the trash can, which was welded to the ground, up.

Just then, the elevator arrived.

Jiang Shu carried the trash can into the elevator.

Soon, he arrived at his most loyal compartment.

Snapped!

Jiang Shu kicked the plastic trash can aside, placed the metal elevator trash can on top, and then emptied all the used paper from the plastic trash can into it.

The next moment, the red and blue lines on the elevator trash can suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a new purple line appeared.

Through this purple line, Jiang Shu actually saw that the ordinary trash can now have a unique entry that only he can use.

[Shit bucket]

[Level: Realistic]

[Description: A trash can with aspirations]

[How to use: It can only be used to hold poop. If you throw anything else in it, it will spray you in the face.]

Jiang Shu was silent for a moment: "Doesn't this mean we have no power at all?"

It seems that what tools one can acquire still depends on the individual.