Start By Parsing The Sun

Cheng Han completed the reorganization of the Huizhou Theater and left quietly, leaving behind a legend about the Grand General.

In just two days, the fate of many people changed.

For example, Zhang, the manager of the Lake Patrol Office.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, the door of the Lake Patrol Office was knocked.

Zhang, the manager, was startled awake and rubbed his sleepy eyes, loudly asking, "Who is it?"

A loud voice came from outside the door, "Is Manager Zhang Liang here? I am Xuan Shi from the Central Court."

When Zhang, the manager, heard the term "Xuan Shi," he jolted awake, and his drowsiness disappeared instantly.

He hurriedly got up, rubbing his eyes, and quickly shouted, "Master Xuan Shi, please wait a moment, I will come and open the door right away."

Zhang, the manager, hastily put on his clothes and rushed to the hall to open the door.

What he saw was two black-robed Xuan Shi standing quietly outside the door.

And several tens of meters away, there was a mysterious boat moored.

One of the Xuan Shi showed a polite smile and said, "Manager Zhang, Vice General Zong from the Central Court requests your audience."

Zhang, the manager, exclaimed, and his whole person was dumbfounded.

The high-ranking Vice General actually personally received such a small figure like me?

The other Xuan Shi gestured, "Please follow us."

Zhang, the manager, dumbly said, "Oh," and instinctively followed their footsteps.

Until the moment he sat on the mysterious boat and it soared into the air, he still had an extremely unreal feeling.

However, Zhang, the manager, was not a fool.

He naturally understood that all of this was related to the Grand General.

That esteemed person stayed at the patrol office for a day, eating and living together with him and others, which was why the Vice General personally invited him.

It was also because of the same reason that the two Xuan Shi were unusually polite to him.

At this moment, Zhang, the manager, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Life is unpredictable!"

As he looked down at the shrinking fishpond, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met the Grand General.

At that time, the esteemed person was wearing ordinary work clothes, with a clean and gentle smile, and took the initiative to greet him, "Good morning!"

"Good morning!"

This was the greeting from Vice General Zong.

The old face of this high-ranking Xuan Shi also had a gentle smile.

Zhang, the manager, respectfully bowed, "Esteemed person, I pay my respects to you."

However, in his heart, he felt that the smile of the deputy general was more sincere and more likable.

Deputy General Zong smiled and said, "When we were at the dock that day, I didn't have a chance to chat with you. Today, I happen to have some free time, so I asked someone to invite you over for a chat."

Zhang, the steward, humbly replied, "It is my honor, sir!"

Deputy General Zong directly made a request, "Can you tell me in detail about the matter between you and the general?"

Steward Zhang respectfully replied, "As you wish."

He immediately started talking nonstop, "Here's what happened..."

This was something he had anticipated, so he had already prepared in advance what specific content to talk about and how to narrate it.

Steward Zhang took more than half an hour to recount every detail related to the general.

This included the brief meeting he had with the general before he left the Huizhou war zone.

Deputy General Zong muttered thoughtfully, "The general will leave this maritime world in a month?"

Steward Zhang nodded, "Yes! Those were the words spoken by the general himself."

Deputy General Zong looked regretful, "The general is an exceptionally outstanding commander. It's a loss for the Dongli war zone."

But this person secretly rejoiced in his heart, "It's good that he's leaving!"

Taking Deputy General Zong's standpoint into consideration.

The general's intimidating power was indeed too strong. Every day the general stayed in the Dongli war zone, he felt the pressure increase.

They chatted for a while longer.

Deputy General Zong smiled and asked, "Our war zone plans to expand the scale of green shrimp farming tenfold. We are currently in great need of talent. Would you be willing to take on the position of 'Grand Steward'?"

Steward Zhang was instantly shocked and delighted.

According to the hierarchy, the steward's superior was the chief steward, then the grand steward, and then the grand grand steward.

In other words, this was equivalent to a promotion of three levels.

Steward Zhang quickly regained his composure and replied, "Sir, it is my great honor!"

*

Thousands of kilometers away.

The Yun Cui war zone.

A medium-sized port.

Cheng Han, dressed in a staff uniform, gazed at the sea and suddenly had a feeling.

Without hesitation, he conducted a deduction and immediately smiled.

The promotion of Steward Zhang by three levels was a special gift prepared for this person, but it was not personally bestowed by him.

This guy was diligent in his work, had abundant knowledge in farming, and had excellent character. It was not excessive to give him the position of grand steward.

Speaking of which.

This matter could only be handled by the Huizhou war zone.

Otherwise, the esteemed General, with a single word, could decide the fate of the deputy general, but personally appointing an ordinary person as the grand steward would surely make others burst into laughter.

Cheng Han shook his head slightly and muttered, "Sometimes, having a high position makes certain things inconvenient."

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The news of my departure has already spread. I wonder if the other party will take the bait."

In fact.

Before leaving.

The main reason why Cheng Han bid farewell to Steward Zhang was to use him to spread the information.

The target of this fishing expedition

Is not someone else.

It is the Snake God.

Previously, he carried out a reorganization in the Huizhou theater, but due to time constraints, he naturally didn't have time to clean up the spies in that theater.

It can be certain.

With Madam Snake's character, she definitely didn't hesitate to plant spies in the Huizhou theater.

And the news of his departure will definitely spread quickly, and then be heard by the spies, and ultimately known by Madam Snake.

Cheng Han chuckled lightly, "Dear Madam Snake, I am a thorn in your side. Don't you plan to take action?"

At this moment.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

The sound of a bell spread throughout the pier.

Cheng Han looked towards a few hundred meters away.

A raft was cutting through the waves and heading towards the pier.

This means that a ship is about to dock.

Cheng Han took out a whistle from his pocket and walked quickly towards the berth on the pier.

His current identity is that of a newly relocated immigrant, and his current occupation is a dock worker.

This can be considered his new identity for undercover investigation in the Yun Cui theater.

The pier is a crowded place and also a place where information spreads quickly. As long as one pays a little attention, they can understand the situation in the lower levels of this theater.

Soon.

Cheng Han, along with several other workers, arrived at a berth to welcome the approaching ship.

Ten seconds later.

"Buzz!"

With the sound of the engine running.

The raft slowly approached the berth.

Now in the Dongli theater, more than 90% of personnel and material transportation between the various lotus islands is handled by the mica tunnels.

Although the other theaters have formulated construction plans, the projects have not yet started, so they can only rely on rafts for transportation.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Cheng Han blew the whistle hard and shouted loudly, "Throw down the mooring rope."

A crew member picked up a bundle of mooring ropes and threw it over from a distance of more than ten meters.

However.

This guy's aim this time was really off.

The mooring rope flew in an arc through the air and fell straight into the sea three meters away from the shore.

This distance was a bit too far.

Even if the people on the pier wanted to catch it, they couldn't.

The supervisor next to him couldn't help but curse, "Idiot!"

At a critical moment.

Cheng Han decisively took two steps forward, his left hand pressed against a pillar on the pier, and his whole body leaped out of the pier. His right foot accurately hooked the rope.

At the same time.

He immediately used the first move of the Nine Elements Martial Arts, the Hidden Horse Stance, to convert the internal force in his body in one direction, and then flipped his body back towards the pier.

"Snap!"

Cheng Han's right foot landed perfectly on the pillar.

The supervisor was stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly, "Good!"

The other workers also shouted.

"Awesome!"

"Well done!"

Several crew members on the opposite side happened to witness this scene and all raised their thumbs.

From the perspective of an ordinary person, this was definitely considered a very skillful martial art.

"Snap!"

The supervisor patted Cheng Han's shoulder and praised him, "Xiao Sun, you actually have such a skill."

Cheng Han smiled and told the truth, "I used to be a patrol officer in the Xiaoling realm for a while."

The supervisor suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

He turned to look at the others and ordered, "You guys bring the mooring rope over."

He then looked at Cheng Han again, "Xiao Sun, you've worked hard just now. Take a break."

Obviously.

Cheng Han won the supervisor's recognition with this skill and gained some preferential treatment.

The others crowded around and took the mooring rope from Cheng Han's hand.

Cheng Han didn't refuse and directly let go of the mooring rope. His colleagues worked together to pull the boat closer.

A few seconds later.

The raft stabilized.

A passage bridge was immediately set up.

The passengers lined up in a long queue and began to disembark.

After a busy period.

The ship, loaded with passengers, slowly left the port.

The supervisor waved his right hand and shouted, "Everyone, go rest for a while."

The group of people dispersed.

Cheng Han approached the supervisor and used a flattering tone, "Supervisor Liu, I just arrived in this theater and don't know much about the situation here. Can you tell me about it?"

If it were half an hour ago.

Supervisor Liu would definitely not bother to say much and dismiss him with a "You'll know when you've been here for a while."

But now.

Supervisor Liu readily agreed, "No problem."

Cheng Han's lips curled up.

He deliberately showed a little skill earlier to get on Supervisor Liu's good side.

And the crooked throw of the crew member's mooring rope was actually his doing.

Otherwise, the other party would have thrown it dozens of times at the very least. How could it be so off target?

While walking, Supervisor Liu said, "The environment here is completely different from the Xiaoling realm. You're a new immigrant and it will take quite some time for you to adapt..."