Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Chapter 91: Chapter 82: Acting City Lord

”Good..good..good!”

The Old City Lord looked excitedly at Baiyi. He rarely lost his composure like this. Across the entire Federation, over eight hundred million people, there are only a handful with such talent.

And now there was one right in front of him. How could he not be excited?

Eric suddenly said, ”Old guy, did you see that Black Night Rose thing? Announce it tomorrow!”

Baiyi froze for a moment. Old guy? He looked around. There was clearly no one here who could see or be seen, so where did the old guy come from?

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the City Lord’s phone, with a hint of excitement: ”I know, but that Baiyi should come to the Capital City to develop. That’s his stage; there’s talent of the same caliber, with Legendary protection; there won’t be any problems.”

”Scram!” Eric seemed more irritable facing his peers, and he didn’t hesitate to lash out: ”Didn’t you hear? He doesn’t care a bit for that crappy Capital City. If you want more talent to gather in the Capital, then first chop off those who stretch their claws too long. Even I can’t stand them!”

”Eric, you’re still so hot-tempered, but I’ve investigated Baiyi. He seems to have a close relationship with the Di Feng Clan’s lady. With his talent, the Di Feng Clan would gladly welcome such a promising son-in-law.” The aged voice had a teasing tone.

With a touch of temptation in his voice: ”The Di Feng Clan, huh? Their finances could easily buy your entire Dongwu City, right?”

”Scram, don’t get any ideas about him. I’ve said before, before I die, nothing will happen to him. Anyone who wants to try can see if my sword is sharper or their greed is more intense!”

The Old City Lord lashed out again, then directly said, ”Stop talking nonsense, go find Koman immediately. I need today’s events spread across the Federation by tomorrow!”

”Tsk...still hasn’t changed one bit...” The aged voice mumbled, and then the lit phone screen dimmed.

Baiyi: ....

Goodness, no wonder the Old City Lord was just mumbling earlier; turns out he was playing the role of a narrator...

Eric calmed his emotions, but it was still hard to hide his pleasure. He extended a hand in kindness and asked, ”So, do you have any more concerns now?”

Baiyi was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly: ”I judged a gentleman with the heart of a petty man.”

He seemed to have gotten to know this Federation anew, at the very least... got to know the older generation anew.

They all climbed up from the common folk and deeply appreciated the benefits of the Federation’s laws. As life was nearing its end, they didn’t mind helping to vindicate the law.

Eric quickly suppressed his emotions and shook his head warmly: ”No, you’re not wrong. Wherever there are people, there is ambition, and where there is ambition, there is compromise. Caution does no harm.”

He suddenly asked kindly, ”Want to try it out in advance?”

Baiyi hesitated, then shook his head knowing what Eric meant: ”Too soon. I want to wait a little longer. They might come knocking soon.”

The Old City Lord seemed a bit disappointed but still said, ”Then start adapting in advance! Young man, Dongwu City doesn’t have that many compromises!”

He said this as he reached out and patted Baiyi’s shoulder. A terrifying aura emanated from him and gradually spread, engulfing the entire Inner City District.

A hoarse yet booming voice echoed: ”From today onwards, Silver High-Rank Alchemist Baiyi is the acting City Lord. All matters of Dongwu City will be decided by him.”

As soon as the words fell, the entire city was in an uproar.

At the front gate of the City Lord’s Mansion, Mosen, who had intended to enter due to the Giant Dragon’s arrival, halted his steps. His gaze was very calm, and he finally stood silently at the Mansion’s entrance.

Behind him, the Legion Commander of the Storm Legion, Eddy, patted Mosen’s shoulder, as if comforting, and said with a sigh, ”This Federation always listens to talent...”

The Tianqi Army guards the Inner City, the Wucheng Army guards the Outer City, and the Storm Army is the expeditionary force.

The three Legion Commanders are essentially the three reserve city lords, the most talented in the entire city.

They are all young, and all are Silver Upper Tier, with a minimum of Level 48.

But Mosen was already close to thirty, while Baiyi was an eighteen-year-old Silver Upper Tier, a significant contrast in the lifespan of the Human Race.

So Mosen, although somewhat disappointed, didn’t reach the point of harboring resentment.

Mosen coldly said, ”Too much talk.”

At an underground base in the western district of Dongwu City’s Outer City, a figure wearing an Angel Mask paused slightly, eyes under the mask appearing somber.

Seemingly unable to accept everything happening now, a mirror shattered in front of him. The red dots deployed at the City Lord’s Mansion had now diminished by eighty percent.

”I told you, there’s something off about that Baiyi. I told you to get rid of him early!”

The Clown’s voice was gloomy, having not forgotten how Baiyi used a Golden Upper Tier Scroll against him, he was growing impatient.

”The intelligence from four hours ago said the Marvel was targeting us, and their actions are unpredictable. We can only say someone is targeting us. We can’t confirm if it’s Baiyi; it’s very likely that mysterious organization from the Scarlet incident.”

The Angel shook his head, pulled out a phone, and opened the news about players, watching the official exploration and research on players, and fell into deep thought.

”Does that damn organization truly exist? Even we can’t find any traces of it. How is that possible?” the Clown complained, his voice already starting to suppress.