Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

"20 points of my 73 Agility come from the Seventh-Rank Qilin Boots."

"In other words, within a short period of time, my base Strength has already surpassed my base Agility."

Yang Ling felt a mix of emotions, but he knew that if he hadn't stacked Agility high in the early stages, he wouldn't have had the chance to gain so many benefits this time.

The explosive increase in Strength was built on the foundation of sufficient Agility.

"Whether it was those rare exotic herbs or the Water Bodhi seed, none of it would have mattered without Agility."

"Moreover, if I didn't have enough Agility, I might have been trapped by the Heavenly Wolf Guard in the Water Qilin Cave this time."

By then, Elder Qin had already appraised the remaining exotic herbs.

These herbs all required deep processing, and their value was relatively ordinary.

Together, they were only worth twenty thousand taels.

He still needed to keep some money on hand as a safety net.

To avoid the embarrassment of not being able to produce a single coin when needed.

"Chief Constable Yang, you still have one bag left. It contains more exotic herbs than these three combined."

Elder Qin looked at Yang Ling's final bag.

Yang Ling said seriously, "When I was in the Changhe Prefectural Capital, I met Brother Dai Huaijin once.

At that time, he secured ten Foundation Consolidation Pills for me from the Pharmacy Guild, and I promised him that if I found any exotic herbs after coming out of the Water Qilin Cave, I would prioritize giving them to him.

This bag contains herbs I personally picked. Although Brother Dai Huaijin died at the hands of Rong Tribe spies, I can't let him become a laughingstock in the Pharmacy Guild."

Elder Qin was stunned for a moment, a complex expression crossing his face:

"If Nephew Dai hadn't left the sect to join the Pharmacy Guild back then, he might have had a chance to reach the Sixth-Rank realm."

Yang Ling suddenly grew curious:

"Elder Qin, isn't the Valley of the Dead backing the Pharmacy Guild?"

Elder Qin: "Chief Constable Yang, you might not be fully aware, but the relationships behind this are quite complicated.

Although the Valley of the Dead holds a position in pill refining within Zhao State, there are actually quite a few other sects that excel at it as well.

The Pharmacy Guild isn't just made up of disciples from our Valley of the Dead; it also includes disciples from these other sects.

In addition, the various Medicinal Shops across the land are also core forces within the Pharmacy Guild. Sometimes we even need to purchase exotic herbs from the guild for pill refining."

He paused, "This time, the Pharmacy Guild also secured ten slots, and their harvest was substantial."

"Elder Qin, that means the Guild Master of the Pharmacy Guild must be at the Fourth-Rank Grandmaster level, right?"

Yang Ling's heart stirred. Without such means, how could organizations like the Valley of the Dead allow the Pharmacy Guild to exist?

"He is, and I heard that Guild Master's surname is Zhao."

Elder Qin smiled.

Yang Ling immediately understood.

So it was a state-owned enterprise!

For example, the Mining Guild, while not directly backed by Zhao State, relies on a behemoth like the Arhat Temple, one of the first-rate sects, as its support. It's essentially another form of state-owned enterprise.

No wonder these Jianghu sects all allowed them to exist. After all, to some extent, they also threaten the interests of certain sects.

Their backing must be incredibly powerful for them to be left alone.

"Chief Constable Yang, Nephew Dai was a good man. Taking this bag of exotic herbs back will bring some comfort to his family."

"The Pharmacy Guild, knowing that you remember him, will treat his family well."

Elder Qin clasped his hands and smiled.

Shortly after, the two left the inner room.

More and more martial artists were waiting outside.

When they saw that Yang Ling had three fewer bags on him, they immediately understood and could only look on with envious eyes.

After a few pleasantries, Yang Ling took his leave.

Elder Qin continued to lead the other martial artists into the inner room.

"Brother Yang, Director Lu is looking for you. Come with me. It's probably something great!"

Qin Mo was searching around with several Ironclad Department agents.

When he spotted Yang Ling, his eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, his tone excited.

"Director Lu is looking for me?"

Yang Ling nodded thoughtfully.

Soon, the group arrived at Lu Yunchen's cabin.

Inside the cabin were Lu Yunchen, Yun Ruo, and several directors from the Yunwen Provincial Capital.

When Lu Yunchen saw Yang Ling, he immediately smiled and waved:

"Chief Constable Yang, come in and sit down."

"Director Lu, I'm fine standing and talking."

Yang Ling clasped his hands politely.

But Lu Yunchen's face darkened, and he stepped forward, grabbing Yang Ling and pressing him into a seat:

"If I tell you to sit, then sit. With the merits you've earned in the Water Qilin Cave, you have the right to sit today."

Seeing this, the other directors also chimed in with smiles:

"Chief Constable Yang, there's no need to be so polite with us. We're all on the same side."

Seeing this, Yang Ling had no choice but to sit across from Lu Yunchen.

Yun Ruo, her foot injured, was sitting next to him.

The other young Ironclad Department agents couldn't hide a flicker of envy in their eyes.

Here was someone who was still only an Eighth-Rank Ironclad agent, whose Seventh-Rank Ironclad appointment hadn't even come through yet.

Yet these provincial directors were already treating him like this.

They could imagine that in no time at all, Chief Constable Yang's position in the Ironclad Department would rise significantly.

"Chief Constable Yang, I had Qin Mo bring you here to ask you one thing."

Lu Yunchen got straight to the point:

"With the merits you've earned this time, your promotion to Seventh-Rank Ironclad is as good as done. As soon as the appointment comes down from the Capital, you'll be a Seventh-Rank Ironclad.

Currently, all the directors in the various divisions of the Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department are Eighth-Rank Ironclad agents. Only Sun Biao, with his seniority, has secured a Seventh-Rank Ironclad official position.

It was somewhat inappropriate to have you serve as a director there, but Sun Biao, the director of the First Division, Public Security Department, in Changhe Prefectural Capital, is getting on in years and not quite suitable for frontline duties. We plan to transfer him to the Yunwen Provincial Capital for work."

"So I'd like to ask your opinion: are you willing to serve as the director of the First Division, Public Security Department, in Changhe Prefectural Capital?"

"Don't worry, with your youth, you can just gain a bit more seniority, and then you'll be transferred to the provincial capital."

At this point, Lu Yunchen seemed afraid that Yang Ling might misunderstand, so he added:

"If you don't want to stay in Changhe Prefectural Capital, you can come to Yunwen Provincial Capital right away. However, there are no vacant director positions in the Public Security Division, the Bandit Apprehension Division, or the Inspection Department here. You could work under me as a Chief Constable first."

Yang Ling listened, stunned, but instead of being alarmed, he was pleasantly surprised.

He could stay in Changhe Prefectural Capital? That was excellent.

Changhe Prefectural Capital wasn't far from Green Mountain City.

Staying there, he could still level up at the Vermilion Gold Mine.

But wasn't this promotion a bit too big?

Going from Chief Constable of Green Mountain City to director of the First Division, Public Security Department, in Changhe Prefectural Capital seemed like just one step up.

In reality, it was two levels.

For example, Cui Tao, who served under Wen Kongxuan, held a higher position than the Chief Constables below him. He was the deputy to the director. Although his official position was also Chief Constable, he had the opportunity to fill the director's vacancy.

Yang Ling had effectively skipped Cui Tao's level and directly become a director, and the director of the First Division at that.

"Wait, won't this block Yun Ruo's path?"

Yang Ling's heart stirred, and he glanced at Yun Ruo.

Yun Ruo: "Chief Constable Yang, I think it's a good thing for you to gain experience in the position of director of the First Division, Public Security Department, in Changhe Prefectural Capital. I will cooperate with you when the time comes. Just ask me if there's anything you don't understand."

"It seems Director Yun isn't angry. I'll just dump the work on her and focus on leveling up. Wouldn't that be great..."

Thinking this, Yang Ling slowly spoke:

"Director Lu, since Director Sun Biao is being transferred to Yunwen Provincial Capital, has he been promoted?"

This was his last concern.

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