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

At the banquet, Lu Ding met Fu Xinghe’s maternal grandfather. He was an old man, full of vigor and vitality, muscular, wearing a tank top and sunglasses.

Such a contrast.

It made Lu Ding suspect whether Aunt Qiu and Secretary Qiu were actually his biological children.

Of course, he only thought this in his heart and didn’t show it on his face.

After all, Secretary Qiu and Aunt Qiu, the sister and brother pair, really didn’t seem to match this Old Master Qiu who had children late in life.

But it must be said, this Old Master Qiu was also quite bold.

He had barely taken a couple of bites of food before he wanted to raise a vat and drink with Lu Ding.

He said he was happy, that his daughter and grandson had both returned.

Old Master Qiu was a man of true feelings, and Lu Ding wasn’t one to be coy either. Drink it was then.

Anyway, today was a day off, there was nothing much to say, so there was no need for useless talk, going back and forth with pleasantries, it was all about drinking, so why beat around the bush? The Qiu family wasn’t big, the scenery was picturesque, good people weren’t many, and they were all at this table, bottoms up!Gulp gulp gulp gulp......

Lu Ding, who had never been drunk before, felt the effects of intoxication for the first time today.

This wine had strength!

It was tough.

It wasn’t until late at night that Lu Ding, supported by others, groggily made it to bed.

He slept soundly in bed.

With the blanket covering his belly button, Lu Ding, in his sleep, seemed to return to apartment 1503 in the resettlement community in Yunhai of the Third Circle.

’Damn!’

’When the Golden Finger couldn’t be used, back when I was an ordinary person, I could dream of soaring through the heavens and diving into the earth.’

’Now that the Golden Finger can be used, I end up dreaming about being an ordinary person instead?’

’Other powerhouses dream of when they were ordinary people because they had beautiful memories from that time: love, family, friendship.’

’I had nothing, just a mess every day, worrying about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, figuring out how to get a higher wage before turning eighteen, finding a better part-time job, whether I could grab good discounted goods today, researching how to avoid the supermarket auntie and quietly knock a fish unconscious, buying a live fish as if it were dead!!!’

’What’s the point of dreaming about that kind of life!!?’

He controlled his own life, and even his own dreams, Lu Ding would control them himself.

With a wave of his hand: ”Change it for me!!!”

The dreamscape immediately transformed.

Of course, this wasn’t a skill he had mastered now that he was powerful.

It was a dream control technique honed over eighteen or nineteen years, when he had the Golden Finger but couldn’t use it, often fantasizing about how exciting his life would be after the Golden Finger activated, those daydreams.

It’s not recommended for ordinary people to learn this; it can easily lead to schizophrenia.

At this moment, Lu Ding slept very sweetly.

In the dream, under the setting sun, a group of demons and monsters were running, with Lu Ding chasing behind them with a knife; that was his lost eighteen years.

Just chopping, just killing, just mowing them down like grass.

Inspired by this emotion, the Inner Demons shouted in an almost frenzied tone: ’And me, I’m fucking here too!!’

One living person and one inner demon launched a merciless massacre against the demons and monsters in the dream.

Until the next day.

When the last demon died under Lu Ding’s chaotic blade strokes.

The dream was complete.

He opened his eyes.

It was already morning.

Lu Ding stretched his body, feeling refreshed all over: ”A pity, such a situation only appears in dreams.”

”In real life, there aren’t so many high-quality demons and monsters for me to slaughter.”

He opened the door.

Lu Ding spoke: ”Morning, Xinghe.”

It turned out Fu Xinghe was already in the small courtyard, having prepared breakfast for him.

”Morning, Brother Lu. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you sleep.”

Lu Ding walked over and sat down, casually forming a hand seal, which saved him the trouble of washing up.

”It really has been a long time since I slept so comfortably. Is there something special about your grandfather’s wine?”

There were no outsiders here, so while Fu Xinghe served Lu Ding porridge and moved the breakfast dishes in front of him, he responded.

”Brother Lu, I’m not afraid you’ll laugh when I say this.”

”My grandfather belongs to the ’turn from darkness to light’ category. A long time ago, my grandfather was a demonic cultivator from another continent, most skilled in the art of brewing wine, believing that all things in heaven and earth could be used to brew or steep wine.”

”Later, he was fortunate to meet a Great Han Qi Refiner who was on a mission outside Great Han. They hit it off immediately and, after beheading a chicken and burning yellow paper, became sworn brothers.”

”That Qi Refiner later encountered danger and died while on a mission. My grandfather carried his corpse, fleeing across dozens of continents, far more than tens of thousands of miles, traveling day and night to reach Great Han.”

”From then on, my grandfather settled in Great Han.”

”The wine you drank yesterday, Brother Lu, was the recipe my grandfather conceived after carrying his dear friend’s corpse on that fugitive journey, through all the hardships and displacements.”

”Life and death are like a dream, with an extremely heavy killing nature.”

”It was specially prepared for you.”

As he said this, he laughed.

The way he put it was a bit stereotypical about Lu Ding, but it also showed respect.

Lu Ding smacked his lips. Although there was no taste left in his mouth, he still felt it in his heart.

”The killing nature is indeed heavy. I killed all night, raising the knife and dropping it, raising and dropping, to the point I’m now in a bit of a sage mode.”

As he spoke, Lu Ding realized something.

”So all the powerful families in Hanjing have their own backgrounds.”

Fu Xinghe sat down to have breakfast together: ”That’s right. The weak and the overly kind cannot occupy a position of power in Hanjing.”

”Great Han has one capital, two cities, and three continents. Among them, the one with the most moderate culture is Shenzhou, the one with the deepest cultural heritage is Zhongzhou, and the one with the least modern development and the highest level of naturalization is Daozhou.”

”Similarly, these three continents correspond respectively to Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism.”

”As for the two cities, Wangcheng and Jiangcheng, they correspond respectively to Great Han’s captives and Great Han’s military generals.”

”The reason Wangcheng is called Wangcheng is because everyone living there consists of royal families and royal bloodlines captured by Great Han throughout its development to this day. Of course, it’s the smart ones.”

”That’s why it’s called Wangcheng. On the streets of Wangcheng, anyone you pick out might be the descendant of some dynasty, many generations down the line.”

”And Jiangcheng is also the place where hawk faction generals and members settle down the most. The local customs are fierce; if you’re not convinced, you fight.”

Listening to this, Lu Ding thought it had a wonderful similarity to the arrangements of the 749 Bureau in various places in the Third Circle.

In this Second Circle, every place also had its own distinctive characteristics.

Rather than being simply stereotyped.

This arrangement also facilitated management.

Each in their own territory, under the unified command of Hanjing. Once large-scale war or an emergency situation arose, corresponding measures and orders could be issued based on the characteristics of each region.

It had to be said, the person behind the planning of these cities and regions was truly playing a grand game of chess.

Lu Ding pondered in his heart, wondering if he should also arrange things this way in the new city in the future....

Although he wasn’t the sole decision-maker in the new city yet, who else could it be but him!!?

Fu Xinghe continued: ”And Hanjing is the central hub for all factions. Brother Lu, you came up from the Third Circle. After following you, I’ve also read some history of the Third Circle.”