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

Right now, no one knew what Yang Ling was really up to.

Liang Yue and Lin Qin, these two old hands, had no idea.

Wen Kongxuan, Lü Zhan, and the other colleagues from the Changhe Prefectural Capital were equally clueless.

Lu Yunchen and Lan Jinshui understood even less.

"Director Yang, have you lost your mind?"

"How can a dead man come back to life?"

Lan Jinshui’s expression turned grim. He looked at Lu Yunchen and said:

"Director Lu, can a madman like this really sit in the seat of Director of the First Division, Public Security Department, Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department?"

"I will write to the Capital and inform the Department Head of this matter personally."

"Whether a man can live again or not, can't we just wait seven days and see?"

Lan Jinshui chuckled. "Fine, I'll give him seven days."

With that, he gave a signal, and several Ironclad Constables from the Inspection Department stepped out of the crowd.

"Who is the clerk here?"

Lan Jinshui said calmly.

The clerks, who had been called back, exchanged uneasy glances. One of them gathered his courage and asked:

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Arrange accommodations for us."

"Yes, sir."

Lan Jinshui led his men away with the clerk.

Yang Ling also instructed Sun Tiejun to arrange lodging for the others.

Seeing this, Wen Kongxuan took his men and continued their patrol.

Liang Yue and Lin Qin guessed that Yang Ling wanted to speak privately with Lu Yunchen, so they tactfully took their leave.

The courtyard suddenly became much quieter.

Lu Yunchen glanced at Qin Mo and Wang Shichang, then turned to Yang Ling:

"Are you saying Shen Shuyan can come back to life just to lure out the lurking Rong tribe spies?"

Wang Shichang and Qin Mo suddenly understood.

Yang Ling said, "That's part of it. I thought they would make a move on me before you arrived, but they used a different method instead."

"Shen Shuyan's sudden death actually spared these Rong tribe spies from exposing themselves."

"If they hear that Shen Shuyan will come back to life, they will certainly make another move. We just need to wait here."

Lu Yunchen frowned. "Will they believe that?"

This was utter nonsense. He didn't even believe it himself.

Qin Mo and Wang Shichang exchanged a look. Right, would that bunch of spies really buy that?

"They will definitely believe it."

Yang Ling nodded firmly.

A method like Shen Shuyan's feigned death—wouldn't any Rong tribe spy with some status, like those from the Silver Generation, know about it?

Now that he had publicly revealed it, the other side would surely receive word.

So, from now on, they only had one option.

—Make sure Shen Shuyan was truly dead!

This was also why he hadn't added Lan Jiao's name to the list.

As long as some key Rong tribe spies weren't betrayed by Shen Shuyan,

his death still held value and necessity for them.

Seeing Yang Ling so confident, Lu Yunchen thought it over and finally nodded:

"Fine, we'll do as you say. Let's wait seven days first."

"By the way, is Yun Ruo still at the prefectural capital?"

"Director Yun needs to hold down the fort there, in case the Rong tribe spies try a feint to the east, attack to the west."

With that, Yang Ling sent Qin Mo and Wang Shichang off on patrol, then led Lu Yunchen into the inner room for tea.

Over tea, he told Lu Yunchen everything about Lan Jiao being a Rong tribe spy.

"Lan Jiao's real identity is the branch leader of the Immortal God Sect in Changhe Prefectural Capital."

"But he had Lan Yue temporarily take over that role to handle a lot of business for him."

"It's safe to say Lan Yue is also involved with the Rong tribe, likely having already defected."

"As for Prefectural Governor Lan, he's not clean either."

Yang Ling then recounted the story of the three Confucian Scholar brothers.

"Keeping Black List fugitives and letting them kill and plunder on his turf..."

Lu Yunchen squinted his eyes.

"You did the right thing. If we recklessly arrested Lan Yue, even the Governor of Yunwen Provincial Capital would interfere."

"Although we in the Ironclad Department have the Department Head backing us, we are ultimately military officials."

"Military officials going up against civil officials are at a natural disadvantage."

"But if we can find solid proof that Prefectural Governor Lan is colluding with Rong tribe spies, that's a different story."

Yang Ling's mind stirred with curiosity. "Director Lu, why are military officials at a disadvantage against civil officials?"

"Doesn't Zhao State build its strength on martial arts?"

"That's true, but half of Zhao's most formidable experts are equally skilled in both civil and military arts."

Lu Yunchen chuckled wryly. "They're civil officials, but their martial prowess is terrifying."

"They also command fierce soldiers."

"Take the Governor of Yunwen Provincial Capital, for instance. Besides handling some civil affairs, he spends all his time training."

"If I truly faced him, it would be a fifty-fifty match at best."

Yang Ling gasped sharply.

So after all that, the civil officials could fight too? And they controlled considerable military power?

"Think about it—how valuable is a civil official who can fight in the eyes of His Majesty?"

"Without them, how could the realm be governed? If we had to handle it, we'd fail even at tax collection."

"Do you know about irrigation? About farming? You don't know anything."

Lu Yunchen sighed. "The only thing we're good at is catching criminals!"

"So if you ever meet certain big shots, never underestimate them."

"Our Department Head once suffered a major loss because he looked down on a scholar, and he still holds a grudge to this day."

"What happened?"

Yang Ling was very curious.

Lu Yunchen glanced at him, then swallowed his words:

"You're just a small-time Prefectural Capital Director. What business is it of yours to ask? If you want to know, climb higher. The day you enter the Capital, someone will tell you naturally."

"Oh."

Yang Ling nodded in disappointment.

Then he humbly sought advice:

"Director Lu, I'd like to ask you something about cultivation and Vital Qi."

"Speak."

Lu Yunchen took a sip of tea.

"I've been practicing my Internal Technique Method lately, but I find my training speed is always stuck."

Yang Ling hesitated. "Is there any way to speed up my cultivation a little?"

"How can you be impatient with martial arts training?"

Lu Yunchen frowned. "As for training speed, it depends on three factors."

"First, your natural talent."

"Second, the enhancement of your external environment."

"Third, pills and rare exotic herbs and flowers."

Talent? Yang Ling asked himself—with 200 Spirit, his talent was definitely not weak.

His training speed was indeed very fast.

But it seemed like the Experience Points he gained per hour were fixed.

"Although your talent is set from birth, it can be altered through certain Cultivation Techniques, pills, or rare exotic herbs and flowers."

"Also, if you one day break through to Fifth-Rank, you'll find your training speed improves."

Lu Yunchen smiled. "Most Martial Artists don't know the inside story, but I do. Do you want to hear it?"

Yang Ling nodded eagerly. "Yes."

"You should know that Fourth-Rank is Grandmaster. The lifelong dream of every martial artist under heaven is to become a Grandmaster."

"But becoming a Grandmaster isn't that easy! Even with a Second-Rate Internal Technique, just breaking through to Fifth-Rank is a problem."

"However, a Second-Rate Internal Technique at least gives you some hope of reaching Fifth-Rank. Not like those who practice Third-Rate Internal Techniques—their ceiling is Seventh-Rank for life."

"Fifth-Rank, we actually have another name for it: 'Minor Grandmaster.'"

"This realm is different from Sixth-Rank. It involves a complete transformation of the body."

"If the transformation succeeds, it's a total metamorphosis."

"For those with strong enough talent, even regenerating lost limbs isn't a problem."

At these words, two words popped into Yang Ling's mind:

Gene mutation!

He suddenly thought of Xu Wuji, that eunuch from the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs. Wasn't he Fifth-Rank?

Had he also regenerated his lost parts?

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