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

Such a terrifying spectacle drew everyone’s attention.

Within the 749 Bureau headquarters, many people looked up at the sky and discussed animatedly.

”Is this cultivation?”

”No... the disturbances caused by our cultivation at most bring gentle breezes. What is this spiritual energy that’s like a typhoon?!”

”Is this person about to ascend directly?”

”That shouldn’t be possible. Those with cultivation now all use the channels—who would personally ascend to the Second Circle anymore?”

”Besides, that cultivation chamber isn’t some high-intensity paid chamber—it’s just a free cultivation chamber. How could...”

At 749, cultivation chambers were divided into paid high-intensity chambers.

They significantly increased spiritual energy concentration.

The ordinary free chambers, while also providing some increase, didn’t offer nearly as much.After all, they were free.

Now someone had created such enormous disturbances in a free cultivation chamber.

This was truly...

The paid chambers haven’t produced any strong cultivators, yet the free one cultivated a monster.

Of course, this wasn’t because Lu Ding didn’t want to use paid chambers—why waste money when he had Heaven-Man Unity? Wherever he cultivated was the same.

Riding a bicycle to the bar—save where you should save, spend where you should spend.

At this moment.

In the Deputy Director’s office.

After noticing the disturbances outside, Deputy Director Lü hadn’t even questioned who was causing such commotion when his assistant standing beside him immediately looked at his phone and reported:

”Director Lü, it’s... Lu Ding cultivating.”

Lü Ao paused: ”He should still be at Earth Observation level...”

”Yes, Earth Observation. His report mentioned he’s currently at the sixth level of Earth Observation.”

”Earth... Earth Observation sixth level, causing such disturbances... He seems to frequently experience sudden jumps of several minor realms in strength...”

The assistant added: ”Yes, Deputy Director. Lu Ding often skips realms. Our realms progress one-two-three-four-five... His realms go three-six-nine front-middle-back, as if one-two-four-five don’t exist for him.”

Even he found this unreasonable when saying it.

This person must be cheating.

While surprised, Deputy Director Lü also discovered a key insight through these words.

Ding! The lightbulb lit up.

”Right, he just obtained such a huge amount of contribution points—he must be breaking through realms. Based on past patterns, wouldn’t he break through directly to the ninth level of Earth Observation this time?!”

Deputy Director Lü’s voice rose several pitches.

Lu Ding’s current combat power already exceeded what ordinary Heavenly Perception cultivators could challenge. If he reached the ninth level of Earth Observation...

Good heavens, even if not, aside from veteran ninth level Heavenly Perception cultivators, no one could restrain him!?

Deputy Director Lü’s eyes lit up.

The faster Lu Ding’s realm advanced and the more formidable his combat power became, the better it was for 749.

The Third Circle’s stage ultimately wasn’t large enough.

Now with the chaotic situation in the Second Circle’s new city, and Lu Ding having recovered the Rabbit Head, if his strength could grow rapidly and he could go to the Second Circle earlier...

Under the pretext of ”newborn calves not fearing tigers” and being new arrivals, they could accomplish many things.

Especially since he was so young.

As the old saying goes: ”He’s just a child, don’t take it personally—he’s new here and doesn’t understand anything.”

While this sounded annoying, it was incredibly useful in practice.

Particularly when both sides had strong cultivators of similar strength, unable to achieve anything through fighting, and could only reluctantly sit down for peace talks.

The appearance of such a person... well, their role needed no explanation.

The Second Circle’s new city, that territory.

Demons and monsters occupied corners, powerful families watched greedily—that damned place was chaos incarnate.

749 had developed through democracy in the Third Circle, naturally clashing with the Second Circle’s monarchical environment.

Before 749’s arrival, the Second Circle maintained systems like recommended filial piety, imperial examination contracting, and prime minister systems.

Of course, this resulted from the Second Circle’s overall environment.

Second Circle locals, benefiting from its uniquely advantageous spiritual energy conditions and geographical advantages, grew increasingly powerful—influential families expanded, landowning lords sat securely in their domains, growing ever richer.

Most outsiders who later ascended from the Third Circle had ascended from ancient times.

When Great Han’s 749 later ascended, the timing was particularly special—every strong cultivator maintained their original aspirations. After establishing Great Han, they naturally encroached on others’ benefits.

Locals, fundamentally defined as landowners, long-term laborers, and tenant farmers—no matter how gloriously described or what elegant terms used—essentially maintained these relationships.

While from the upper echelons’ perspective, in a world with mystical powers, Second Circle upper classes certainly lived better than Third Circle upper classes.

Their lifestyles were unimaginable.

But the lower classes... basically no different from ancient feudal times—not enough food or clothing. This was reality.

However, after Great Han ascended and established itself, rallying aspiring individuals who had ascended from ancient times through alliances, establishing electricity, building networks, distributing land to households, with technology and mysticism advancing together—at least within Great Han’s territory, most lower-class people could support themselves.

No longer would strong cultivators suddenly rage and demand three realms’ worth of lives to accompany someone’s burial...

Hadn’t they encroached on others’ benefits?

This was just like that village that moved boundary markers on Great Han’s border.

Today: Why does every household across the border have electricity? Boundary markers? What are boundary markers?

Tomorrow: Why is every village across the border building roads? ID cards? What are ID cards?

The day after: My turn, my turn (rubbing hands like flies)

Thinking of this, Deputy Director Lü unconsciously smiled.

”Go notify the meteorological bureau to issue a red typhoon warning.”

As he spoke, Deputy Director Lü hinted meaningfully: ”This wind will come strong—who knows how many people’s fig leaves it will blow away.”

As Lü Ao gazed into the distance.

The perspective smoothly followed and transitioned.

Pulling to farmland under blue skies and white clouds.

Lu Ding pulled the plow ahead while the old man chased behind on an ox.

”Slow down, slow down...”

Look, he had already plowed a large area.

Lu Ding glanced back: ”Could it plow properly? It has to be me. See how fast? Soon, very soon—just the last bit left.”

As he spoke, he increased his effort.

That guy—whoosh, whoosh—the plow even sparked.

When the old man finally caught up to him, Lu Ding pointed at the farmland: ”Old sir, what do you think?”

The old man’s silence was deafening.

After a long time.

He tremblingly extended a finger, so angry he could barely speak clearly.

”I... I originally only needed to plant one mu of land. Now you’ve plowed ten mu! This is stealing heaven’s secrets! You!! You!!!”

Boom.

Thunder roared in the sky.

Lightning struck down, and the old man went ’straight’.

Coughing twice, seeds continuously flew from his mouth, scattering on the ground, growing at visible speeds—sprouting, germinating, shooting up, flowering, fruiting.

The golden shovel sorghum field rippled with the purest medicinal energy that surged into Lu Ding’s body.

The heavens: Well, someone’s quite the talker.