Spare Me, Great Lord!

In fact, in the goods transfer exercise this time, Kuriyama had indeed included many potential key personnel on purpose. Assured about their competence, it was meant to be a test of their loyalty.

Only after a few rounds of tests like this could the truly useful members emerge. After all, people’s trustworthiness was always questionable.

The delivery truck in which Takashima was hiding in was not loaded with goods. Inside, there was only a device that automatically collected and recorded every trace of wireless signals in the region. Thus, no signal transmission could be done without his permission.

Kuriyama checked the record and did not notice anything unusual.

Therefore, Lu Shu had unwittingly earned Takashima’s and his men’s trust…

Maybe even Nie Ting had not seen that coming. Yamada might have been in trouble then if he himself were here, because he would have definitely tried to send out the message regarding the large-scale goods transportation.

Fortunately, Lu Shu did not need to convey the information to anyone. Did Nie Ting not ask him to think on his feet?

What a blessing in disguise…

Lu Shu found it weird, though, that things were not really going as expected… Shouldn’t he be causing a nuisance now? What was he doing in the inner circle of the Collection of Gods?

Could he be assigned to counter the Heavenly Network? That would be so very interesting…

However, that was impossible. Spies were a long-term commitment and the Collection of Gods would definitely not give him the role without his pledge of allegiance.

But Lu Shu could not help but start wondering, what kind of face would Heavenly King Nie Ting don if it truly happened?

A few years ago, an American girl was traveling in Beijing. Back then, the lottery had not been banned yet. Thus, the girl went to try her luck and, surprisingly, she got the best prize.

The reward for the first prize was 50,000 yuan, second was 8,000, and third was 500.

As for the best, it was a ten-day tour to the US…

Following Kawayoshi and the rest, Lu Shu went into an elevator. Having Kuriyama’s iris checked, the platform started to descend. Kuriyama glanced at everybody and instructed, “Report to the Department of Internal Affairs to record your irises. That will be your free entry pass.”

Lu Shu finally let out a sigh of relief. That way, he would have the freedom of going around the place on his own.

However, it was not quite true. The underground base actually consisted of numerous floors, many of which were not accessible by normal workers like himself.

At the moment, Lu Shu was silently reciting the series of number he saw on the door of the factory room just now. There were a whole row of similar rooms, so he must not remember the wrong number.

In case he got the chance, he would certainly destroy them all, not giving the Collection of Gods any advantage.

Lu Shu pondered, those Collection of Gods members would surely kneel down in gratitude if he could produce a box of stinky tofu right now. But he gave up the thought soon since there was no possible explanation to justify the source of the tofu…

Kuriyama reminded, “There are many female Practitioners inside the base. But, behave yourselves. I don’t want anything to happen. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Yes, Sir.”

That implied anything, including some fun, was acceptable so long as the consequence was within one’s control.

Lu Shu’s face remained expressionless, though deep down he felt sorry for the females in the Collection of Gods. It was truly unlucky for them that they had to survive in an environment that knew nothing about respect.

Finally the elevator shuddered to a stop. First time visitors including Lu Shu and Kawayoshi were immediately led by people from the Department of Internal Affairs to settle relevant procedures. They registered their fingerprints and irises for an access pass and collected their daily necessities and dormitory access cards.

This time, Lu Shu and Kawayoshi were again allocated to the same room. There were better rooms, of course, but they were not eligible. The hierarchy was apparent.

The double-sharing dorm was as small as around 20 square meters. It was only equipped with beds, simple furniture and a tiny television on the wall. There was not even a computer.

Lu Shu glanced at his phone and realized there was no signal. It seemed that only people of certain positions could contact the outside world from within the base.

“Every month, we can take turns to take four days off to return to Nishinokyo. Our duty is underground security. Three shifts. We work the day shifts. My monthly salary is five magical stones, and yours is three,” Kawayoshi said smugly, “But don’t worry. When you advance to Class C, you will have much better treatment too. And as for me, I’m afraid that’s not too far away.”

Lu Shu gave a nod of acknowledgment. He was a tad disappointed, for he had expected to be assigned surface work so that he could guard his magical stones well…

Lu Shu’s heart itched at Kawayoshi’s high pay. That fellow was freaking taking Lu Shu’s stones…

“At first, Lord Kuriyama wanted to put you on the surface for warehouse security duty, but it will lower your price by mingling with those commoners all day. So, I’ve helped you to request for underground work with me,” Kawayoshi jabbered, looking eager for Lu Shu’s appreciation, “No worries. I will settle it with Lord Kuriyama soon. You don’t have to report to the surface yet.”

Lu Shu almost shrieked. Who the hell asked you to help me? Don’t think too highly of yourself!

Thus, he said non-negotiably, “As subordinates, it is our duty to comply with our superiors’ orders. We must never act on our own wills. You don’t have to persuade me, because I have made up my mind. I want to work on the surface!”

Kawayoshi was speechless.

“From Nagaya Kawayoshi’s distress, +666!”

Since when was he such a man of justice? Underground work came with benefits, because it was always easier to get recognition and promotion when working right beside the leaders. They could easily give them some benefits.

Why was this man so irritatingly righteous?! Which modern man would be willing to give away the benefits at hand?

What future would he have if he joined those commoners on the ground?

Kawayoshi made full use of his convincing skills. “The women up there, no matter how pretty, are still commoners. And you know it too, the marriage between Practitioners and commoners is not allowed. Besides, you won’t have the time for cultivation training if you are too caught up with the basic duties on the surface.”

“Save your energy, please.” Lu Shu looked determined and serious. “For the future of Japan, some things must be done!”