First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

The three began to fly forward.

Kim Gyeong-joo weakly said, ”Didn’t they say I had to be eighteen to authenticate the bloodline return?”

”I’m still some time away.”

Lu Ding turned his head from the right, and An Wuyang turned his head from the left.

They both looked at her.

An Wuyang said, ”We said you are eighteen.”

Lu Ding said, ”You are eighteen.”

He really couldn’t stand staying in this lousy place any longer, waiting around.

He was already itching to go kill the demon dragon to see if any good stuff would drop!!!!!

Wait? That would be a waste of life, a waste of time!

Maybe also go eat some fried chicken with kimchi and finish off with some beer to celebrate?

Forget it.

Just thinking about it was enough for Lu Ding!

There were people online saying that the fried chicken in Wei Gao was different from that in Great Han~

He really wanted to say,

What’s the difference? Isn’t fried chicken just fried chicken?

Could you really taste roasted suckling pig in fried chicken?

Ridiculous.

So, the left and right protectors carried her.

Woohoo, takeoff!

Tianxing Group headquarters.

Last night’s incident caused a huge commotion. Today, in the auditorium,

almost all candidates for authenticated bloodline return had arrived.

This grand scene was entirely orchestrated by Lu Ding.

On this grand stage today,

Lu Ding would push Kim Gyeong-joo to showcase her own shining moment!!

Inside the auditorium,

people came and went, men and women competing in dazzling displays.

Groups of three to five embraced, seven or eight gathered in teams.

Kim Yeon-ju sat quietly in her designated seat, watching these unfamiliar brothers and sisters around her.

Suddenly, she wanted to ask her mother a question.

’Is this what you wanted?’

From the moment she became aware, she had been controlled by her mother, learning many things.

Everything demanded to be done perfectly.

After she enlightened and became a Qi Refiner, her mother’s demands grew even stricter.

Cultivation techniques, magic arts, swordsmanship—day after day, year after year.

Kim Yeon-ju had done very well.

Not only did she feel this herself, but few peers surpassed her.

This was an unspoken truth revealed word by word.

Yet, despite being so outstanding,

only after receiving bloodline authentication and returning to Tianxing Group did she realize,

her mother never truly cared for her. She only controlled her, treating her like a machine to prove herself.

Before everyone knew her father was the ruler of Tianxing Group,

perhaps this machine could still get a bit of rest.

But after recently learning the truth of her identity,

Liu Qingxi became even crazier, her perverse control almost overflowing.

Kim Yeon-ju was exhausted.

This past month, she gradually realized her mother did not truly love her; the so-called care was just a lie.

Of course, she wanted something too.

She wanted her own freedom to speak, nothing more.

But this right to speak was not the superficial kind that lets her do whatever she wanted on the surface.

It was a real right—not wanting to do something meant she wouldn’t have to do it.

Though it sounded like little to ask, the path ahead was still very long, and the end was nowhere in sight.

Her mother’s so-called full effort in nurturing her, the painful full effort,

seemed so laughable and insignificant in Tianxing Group.

Here, there were not only bloodline returns from ordinary people, but also descendants born from marriages between Wei Gao financial tycoons and Tianxing Group rulers.

The Diancang Sect was merely a second-rate sect.

Compared to these powerful financial tycoons, it was the difference between ants and elephants.

Although Kim Yeon-ju understood the concept of ”there are always people better than you, the sky is higher than the sky, one should be content,”

since childhood, her mother had instilled in her the idea: ”You must be the best because you have resources no one else can compare to. Why can’t you be the best?”

But now looking at it,

laughable.

A trace of mockery unconsciously flashed in Kim Yeon-ju’s eyes.

’Mother, my current results are not even my limit, but the so-called resources no one can compare to—how did they become things others casually get, or even don’t value here?’

’Your so-called support, even after beautification, still sounds ridiculous.’

Even at Kim Yeon-ju’s level,

she had been experiencing a very ironic fact.

That is:

For food, clothing, and necessities, she had to compare with those worse off; for grades, she had to compare with those better.

Her mother gave a piece of bread but demanded gold in return.

Before she had less insight, Kim Yeon-ju would be brainwashed by her mother, thinking that with such good resources, how could she not improve?

Now with opened eyes and more understanding gained after returning to Tianxing Group this past month,

Kim Yeon-ju knew that if she had a better childhood,

she might not be much worse off than now.

Out of a hundred points, she might have ninety-five now, but with a better childhood and her talent, ninety-one or ninety-two would be no problem.

Thinking this, Kim Yeon-ju couldn’t help but recall the aunt she had accidentally heard about from her mother before.

”I heard she also has a daughter, supposedly her half-sister. Could she be happier than me?”

”With bloodline authentication return, maybe I’ll meet her in the near future.”

At this thought,

Outside Tianxing Group headquarters,

Lu Ding and An Wuyang were carrying Kim Gyeong-joo flying over.

Someone blocked their way, stopping ahead.

Lu Ding took out his ID: ”Go back and inform your master. Tell them our great White Eagle garrison has brought the candidate back for Tianxing Group.”

The blockers were a bit stunned.

But the information in that statement, whether about the White Eagle garrison or the candidate,

demanded attention.

Immediately, they respectfully said, ”Please wait, we will notify them.”

Turning around, they went to an area Lu Ding could not see and reported the information.

Inside headquarters,

the management of Tianxing Group’s candidates was also part of Gong Cang’s duties.

Upon receiving the news passed through the guards,

he turned and reported inside the palace.

The figure on the throne quietly listened.

”The White Eagle people are fast. They picked so quickly. Do they already have someone they want to support?”

As he spoke,

the butler opened a projection.

On the screen, Lu Ding and An Wuyang stood with Kim Gyeong-joo at the entrance.

When these three faces were frozen and enlarged in the screenshot,

two surprised sounds clearly echoed in the vast palace.

”Hmm?” ”Hmm?”

Kim Nam-won stood up from his throne, where he had been sitting for a long time without moving.

His surprise was evident.

After all, he was the type of person whose children died by the dozen without flinching.

”This person... why does he look so familiar? I feel like I have seen him somewhere.”

Gong Cang quickly composed himself and said, ”Master, this... this seems to be Lu Ding, the Great Han Yunhai 749 investigator, recently stirring up trouble on the battlefield, the Corpse-Shattering Taishui?”

Is this face Lu Ding’s?

Yes!

Absolutely!

But for him to appear in Wei Gao now,

this was not right!

And carrying the identity of a White Eagle stationed Wei Gao officer, this... could it be true?

So even if Gong Cang could be one hundred percent sure this face was Lu Ding’s, he still wouldn’t dare say this person was truly Lu Ding.