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

Andrew wasn’t embarrassed at all. As old acquaintances, he naturally knew Lü Ao’s temperament.

The previous exchange was just going through the motions.

The other party could choose not to listen, but you couldn’t skip the formality.

Being both opponents and teammates—this was called respect.

Andrew waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to bring forward the prepared photocopied documents, distributing them to all the Great Han Heavenly Perception members present.

The formal version still needed discussion and revision.

The document was filled with rules and regulations.

Flipping it open, they skipped past some unimportant introductory sections.

[Tai Island to pay Great Han 800 billion Han currency in reparations...]

[Wei Gao to pay Great Han 600 billion Han currency in reparations...][Hetu to pay Great Han...]

Before even reaching the later sections, just seeing these opening lines...

All the Heavenly Perception members present laughed.

Director Meng glanced at Lu Ding beside him, raising an eyebrow.

Lu Ding immediately snapped his document shut—smack—tossed it on the table, crossed his arms, leaned back with an arrogant and disdainful look toward the national representatives across from him.

The other bureau directors followed suit, their postures uniform, movements synchronized.

This scene made the people across the table tense up.

Don’t start a fight!!!!

Their pleading eyes uniformly turned toward Andrew.

”Grand Duke Lu, do you... have any suggestions?”

Lu Ding glanced at the document on the table: ”Tai Island 800 billion, Wei Gao 600 billion, other countries offering three thousand, two thousand—are you treating us like beggars?!”

Director Meng’s raised eyebrow just now was asking for his opinion.

He could have just made some casual remarks.

But was Lu Ding someone who did things casually?

This post-battle review meeting had to be led by him, the winning side’s MVP!!

If the MVP doesn’t lead the review meeting, what difference is there from being a worthless loser?

Would the MVP title be wasted?

”The fact that we can sit down and talk with them now demonstrates our great nation’s magnanimity, not that we’re giving them face.”

Lu Ding tapped his fingers on the table, his voice not loud but filled with overwhelming pressure, instantly creating a high-tension atmosphere in the room.

Hearing the tapping sounds, everyone’s attention focused on him.

”Don’t fucking forget, we previously designated gateway cities. Are you trying to fool us with this petty offering? Do you think just because I’m wearing medals now, I won’t dare move against you!?”

”If I tear off these medals, I can still smash you and rip open those gateways. When that happens, don’t fucking kneel and beg me crying!”

”Because even if you beg me..... I won’t let you off.”

This was exactly what everyone present feared.

There were still the gateway cities to consider.

This was just the first round of negotiations. If this round wasn’t satisfactory, Lu Ding could come driving that Gundam-like thing of his, and whatever gateways, whatever defenses—they’d all be like paper.

Oh right, there was another important point.

Heavenly Perception had undergone qualitative transformation, and now no one knew to what extent Lu Ding could operate that Gundam, since the previous him and the current him were as different as heaven and earth.

Oh right, there was another important point.

He still had that charged Way of the Jinche technique!!!!

The combination of these conditions was exactly why these countries wanted to push Lu Ding into the Second Circle.

With him around, if any problems arose in the future, they wouldn’t dare bare their teeth at Great Han.

Andrew watched as Lu Ding’s eyes gradually began glowing red.

He cursed his pig teammates inwardly again.

Originally, White Eagle’s proposed plan offered more than the current one, but all these countries wanted to pay less.

Saying things like: ”Oh dear~ we already have to cede territory, so we should pay as little as possible~”

There’s an old saying: ask for the sky high price, settle for what you can get.

They came today to negotiate.

Great Han would raise the demands, they would bargain down.

Who knew Lu Ding simply wouldn’t negotiate with them.

These words basically established Great Han’s fundamental conditions for today’s negotiations.

I state the terms, you agree.

Otherwise, I’ll crush you in one go!

”Then... Grand Duke Lu, what amount do you think would be appropriate?”

A Heavenly Perception member from Zhenla Kingdom stood up and asked, before his words even finished landing.

A sudden sharp sensation pierced everyone’s skin painfully as the Way of the Jinche slashed out in an instant.

Just then, a deep slash mark appeared on the palace wall.

Blood sprayed.

The Zhenla Kingdom Heavenly Perception member had the top of his skull sliced off. Fortunately he ducked early, otherwise his head would have been completely severed.

Excruciating pain shot through his mind. The Zhenla Kingdom Heavenly Perception member knelt on the ground, face pale, lips trembling, not daring to make any movement, only allowing the blood to spurt from his head.

”Did I speak to you? Kneel properly.”

Lu Ding’s voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly reached the Zhenla Heavenly Perception member’s exposed brain.

He pointed at him.

”Zhenla adds 100 billion. Dollars.”

The Zhenla Heavenly Perception member wanted to speak. Although he wanted to live, this didn’t mean he feared death.

Who would fear death when representing their country in negotiations?

But he knew this was already the best outcome. Zhenla was too weak—weak nations have no diplomacy, especially since they started the trouble. If he spoke again, the light consequence would be increased reparations, the heavy consequence...

The gateway city being torn open, with unimaginable consequences.

Originally, Lu Ding wasn’t targeting anyone specifically—everyone present was the same to him.

But this Zhenla man was different. Back when he was a patrol investigator in Baofan Area, it was Zhenla people who colluded with vampires that everyone in White Eagle was chasing away.

Just thinking about it made him angry.

If not for the sanctity of the palace where life and death couldn’t be easily decided, that slash just now would have been unavoidable.

After he stopped moving,

Andrew waited a moment before speaking, repeating what the Zhenla Heavenly Perception member had asked: ”Grand Duke Lu, what amount do you think would be appropriate?”

”Everyone convert the Han currency amounts to dollar equivalents based on the original figures.”

That would mean several times more out of nowhere!!!!

This thought emerged in everyone’s minds.

This was much higher than their expected maximum of three times!!

Everyone hesitated to speak.

But intimidated by Lu Ding’s ferocity and the recent ”chicken” being killed, they didn’t dare speak up randomly.

They could only look to Andrew for help with their eyes.

”Grand Duke Lu, you might not have seen the later sections—there are also various materials, natural treasures and spiritual compensations.”

Director Meng personally handed his copy to Lu Ding.

He scanned through a few more sections.

Snapped it shut again.

”So what? Don’t people and horses need money to eat? Don’t compensation and medical care cost money? Don’t cultivation supplies require funding? Or as winners, don’t we need money for bonuses and subsidies for investigators and other civilian volunteers after the war!!?”

”You chose this outcome today. If you’re wrong, admit it. When you’re being beaten, stand straight.”

Lu Ding, who had been sitting all along, slowly stood up: ”I’ve said my piece. Who agrees? Who opposes?”

Agree? That would leave their countries half-dead.

Oppose? Then their countries’ Qi Refiners wouldn’t develop, with major powers going extinct and only a few minor ones remaining, without even any eggs.

Ultimately, it would be ordinary people governing ordinary people... even needing to rely on foreign Qi Refiners for garrison troops.

As for where these foreigners would come from—of course, from Great Han...

The representatives of these countries all clenched their fists.

Thinking to themselves.

Brutal!!!

Too fucking brutal!!!!

They must send Lu Ding to the Second Circle, they must!!!

With him around, we won’t have a single good day!!!!

One by one, their eyes fell upon Andrew.

He already understood the situation and spoke: ”Grand Duke Lu, could they make a phone call to discuss with their domestic leadership?”