In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 43 Lü Jinshan's Backer
night.

Lu Jinshan entered the outer district in a black sedan. At first, it was a chaotic and dirty community, and further in, it became a brightly lit and bustling Kabuki district.

Many people's impression of the outer districts is only chaos, but beneath the surface of chaos lies a deeper level of decadence and debauchery.

Some money can't be spent in the Chinese area, but can be squandered freely in the foreign areas.

West Street Bar.

As soon as Lü Jinshan got out of the car, a doorman immediately came up to him, bowed, and said in the South China Sea dialect, "Mr. Lü, the big shots have been waiting inside for quite some time."

"Has Mr. Zhao arrived?"

"Old Zhao has arrived."

Upon learning that Mr. Zhao had arrived, Lü Jinshan quickened his pace.

He entered the glittering bar, walked across the noisy and vibrating dance floor, and, accompanied by the bar's security, made his way to the top-floor private room.

Lu Jinshan tugged at his collar at the door, took out some eye drops, put them in twice, and then went inside.

Soon, a wail came from inside.

Before the security guards closed the door, they had already seen Lü Jinshan slumped against a man.

boom.

The door closed, and Mr. Zhao, sitting on the sofa, puffed out a cigarette and said, "Alright, stop crying. You're not going to die."

Lu Jinshan, wiping away his tears, asked, "Old leader, what's Lin Zhiyan's background?"

"Haven't you guessed it yet?"

Mr. Zhao held out his cigarette, and Lü Jinshan quickly raised his hands to act as an ashtray.

"The Lin family of Cangwu, with two marquises in one family, was once a prominent family in the South China Sea."

Lu Jinshan's fat jiggled.

"Look at you, you're hopeless. Those two Martial Marquises from the Lin family died ten years ago; they can't cause any trouble."

"Just wait, everything will be fine once the task force leaves."
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night.

Zhang Like and Lu Zhao still met up at the food stalls outside the border station.

The surrounding area was very lively, with most of the guests being officers and soldiers from the border station and passing truck drivers.

“Lu Jinshan has been suspended from his post. Chen Hongtao is the temporary station chief. His primary goal is to ensure that the flood control work goes smoothly. He shouldn’t be going against us.”

Zhang Like poured wine for Lu Zhao and reviewed the situation.

Without Lü Jinshan to keep them in check, no one at the border post can stand against them.

As the temporary top leader, Chen Hongtao could add a valuable experience to his resume if he could ensure that flood control went smoothly, and the best choice would naturally be to rely on Lu Zhao.

After all, his work ability has been unanimously recognized by everyone over the past two years.

Lu Zhao shook his head and said, "If the Chen family doesn't fall, there will be a second Lü Jinshan. Chen Hongtao is not our teammate; he could become our enemy at any time."

"You're too vengeful; that's not a good thing."

Zhang Like said with a hint of helplessness, as he ate his food, drank wine, and said:
"The Federation has only seventy-two Martial Marquises in total. In the more than two hundred years since its founding, there have only been retired Martial Marquises. These people are like gods in the sky, and they have never fallen down."

"If you can become an immortal in the future, then disregard what I said today. If not, I advise you to give up your desire for revenge against the Chen family."

Lu Zhao neither refuted nor responded.

Old Zhang is right. Zhuge Liang represents tangible power, and with his current physique, he's not even worth a second glance.

However, things are not impossible for humans. With the old Taoist priest's presence, his chances of becoming a Marquis Wu in the future are 30%. In order to further develop his life, he must keep climbing higher and obtain more life supply quotas.

In addition, there are various secret medicines within the Federation. Starting from the second stage, life development requires the use of these secret medicines.

These secret medicines are worth a fortune in the outside world and can often be sold for extremely high prices on the black market.

But within the Federation, a second-class merit can be exchanged for a dose of the secret medicine.

Lu Zhao asked, "Old Zhang, is Deputy Station Chief Chen going to be transferred next month?"

"probably."

Zhang Like replied, "Deputies are just there to gain seniority. He'll probably go somewhere else to take charge. What, do you have a plan?"

Lu Zhao nodded noncommittally: "Do you think I have a chance? Or maybe you could take the position?"

"I can't do it. I was only promoted to major two years ago, and I have to wait another two years."

Zhang Like shook his head, then stroked his chin and pondered, "The deputy station chief is a battalion-level officer, and you've just been promoted to captain, which is enough. Besides, you have two second-class merits, so you can be promoted."

“I think it’s feasible, but it would be best if you could get Vice President Chen’s recommendation.” Lu Zhao said, “Give it a try, and if it doesn’t work, we’ll think of other ways.”

Zhang Like, slightly tipsy, said, "Graduates from Beijing have such strong learning abilities; I don't even need to teach you."

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to drag you down this path. I think it would be good for you to become a teacher. Sometimes you have to hold a government position until the very end before you can finally give up."
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June 10th.

It was a special day, and the camp was filled with joy because it was payday.

Soldiers lined up in long queues outside the logistics department, waiting to receive life-saving supplies and wages.

Lu Zhao also arrived early in the morning to queue up. The people in front of and behind him were his own soldiers, and they chatted casually.

The reinforced platoon soldiers noticed that their platoon leader had become much more talkative lately, and even his usually deadpan face had started to smile.

"Oh my! Isn't this Staff Officer Lu?"

A voice came from behind him. Lu Zhao looked up and saw a bald major walking over. It was Mo Kun, the head of the logistics section.

Her relationship with Lu Zhao was lukewarm. At first, she even made things difficult for him regarding the life supplement quota, but she stopped targeting him after Lu Zhao and Zhang Like got closer.

However, the two did not grow closer because of this; Mo Kun simply stopped targeting him.

The border post is full of all sorts of people, from easy targets like Liang Fei to opportunists like Mo Kun.

When Lu Zhao demonstrates sufficient strength, most people will choose to watch the show rather than try to curry favor with Lü Jinshan.

At this moment, Mo Kun changed his usual businesslike attitude and his face was full of warm smiles.

He said, "I have some questions for Staff Officer Lu regarding flood prevention. May I come to your office with you? It will only take a short while."

Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow.

This person used to be very cold to him, but now they've completely changed their attitude.

There must be something supernatural behind everything that happens unexpectedly.

He followed Mo Kun into the other party's office, and they actually started discussing flood prevention work.

Most of the questions were unilaterally asked by Mo Kun, who showed great concern for the flood prevention work. Lu Zhao didn't know what Mo Kun was up to, but he still answered his questions conscientiously.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhao glanced at the time and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He stood up to say goodbye: "It's getting late, Section Chief Mo, let's talk another day. If there are any further questions, I can send someone over later."

"Please wait a moment, Staff Officer Lu. I have something else here that I would like you to take to Captain Zhang."

Mo Kun pulled a worn-out box out from behind his desk and introduced it, "This is the wine he asked me to buy before."

As he spoke, fearing that Lu Zhao wouldn't believe him, he even opened the box to reveal the bottles of wine inside.

The brand name is Honghualang.

Without thinking much, Lu Zhao bent down and picked up the box.

Currently, the logistics system is underdeveloped, and the concept of online shopping doesn't exist yet. Most items within the camp are purchased through internal channels via the logistics department.

This includes soldiers' personal belongings, which can be declared simply by filling out a form.

The next moment, a sense of vigilance arose in his heart, so he put down the box, took out one of the bottles, unscrewed it, and smelled it.

A strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted out; this was clearly not alcohol, but a life-sustaining tonic.

Moreover, its level is not low; it is very likely an intermediate-level life supplement.

Lu Zhao looked up, frowned, and said, "Is this a life-sustaining tonic?"

Mo Kun said with a smile, "It's medicinal wine, it's medicinal wine."

"You should deliver it to him yourself."

Lu Zhao put down the wine bottle and left, leaving Mo Kun with a stiff expression.

The soldiers outside, collecting their wages and life-saving supplies, were unaware of what had happened. They only saw Staff Officer Lu return to the queue, collect his supplies, and leave the logistics department just like the others.

This is also where Lu Zhaowei's prestige lies.

You may do many things that have no consequences, but that doesn't mean others are completely unaware.

Lu Zhao first returned to his dormitory, took a life supplement, and began the long-awaited practice of refining essence into qi, then tested himself with a blood analyzer.

[Vitality: 37.4]

Today, Lu Zhao's office was unusually lively.

Department leaders, middle managers, and low-level clerks and soldiers—people who usually had no say in anything—came in waves to curry favor with him.

It almost got to the point where he couldn't work properly.

(End of this chapter)