In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 58 Enlightenment
"Hello, Mayor Zhao."

"Miss Lin, your subordinates have been acting inappropriately lately. I hope they haven't caused you any trouble?"

Zhao De apologized first, but his tone was very calm, which sounded more like a provocative question he already knew the answer to.

As a powerful local official, he didn't need to lower his attitude towards Lin Zhiyan. The Federation wasn't like ancient times, where spoiled brats could only bully minor officials.

Unless Lin Zhiyan's father is her direct superior, if her father is still alive.

Lin Zhiyan said sarcastically, "It is quite troublesome. It's not easy for Mayor Zhao either, with such useless subordinates."

"You flatter me. I'll have them write self-criticisms later."

Zhao De then got to the point, saying, "This case is being handled by the Daozheng Bureau, and we dare not neglect it. But we hope that Team Leader Lin will consider the difficulties faced by the local area and that our efficiency is not as good as that of Cangwu City."

"I will definitely find the person for the task force, please give us some time."

Lin Zhiyan's expression softened, and he made a request: "I want someone alive and mentally sound."

"The target is an extraordinary individual, and there is no guarantee of life or death during the capture process."

"Dead or alive, the stolen goods must be recovered."

"I can't guarantee that either."

"What if I insist?"

After a long silence on the other end of the phone, the reply came: "Then our city will fully cooperate with the task force."
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Meanwhile, Lu Zhao and the others returned to the Special Counter-Strike Force to retrieve their surrendered personal cell phones.

At this moment, it seemed that the detachment leader, Wang Tong, had been waiting for a long time.

He handed Lu Zhao a bottle of water and said, "Is Miss Lin difficult to please?"

"It's alright, not as bad as I imagined."

Lu Zhao answered without hesitation.

Although he still retains some of the manners of a scion of a prominent family, he is not a bad person.

'They must need something from me.'

Lu Zhao was able to sense that the task force had clashed with Fang City, and Lin Zhiyan was looking for a breakthrough in himself.

"Really? I've heard that this Miss Lin is not easy to please, and she offended a lot of people as soon as she arrived in Fang City."

Wang Tong seemed to have a hidden meaning in his words, saying, "Those who come from Cangwu City probably don't understand the hardships of us border cities. First, we have no industry; second, we are impacted by smuggling; and third, we still have to ensure grain production."

“Brother Lu’s job on the border is the hardest. He gets paid so little each month and then he has to feed mosquitoes in the jungle.”

Lu Zhao didn't speak; he could already guess what the other person was going to say.

The three major violent law enforcement agencies are the Special Counter-Strike Force, the Public Security Police Force, and the Border Police Force. Among them, the Public Security Police Force has the most power, followed by the Special Counter-Strike Force, and then the Border Police Force.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the border station is better equipped than the security and espionage stations. The four companies of the Ant Ridge Border Station are fully equipped with various types of heavy firepower.

But they cannot enter the city; power resides only in Ant Ridge.

The struggles within the Federation follow the rule of fighting without breaking apart; very few dare to openly confront higher-ups, and those who do often come to a bad end.

Therefore, their usual tactic is to stall; all they need is the ability to do bad things.

The security forces were unwilling to cooperate, so the special agents only sent one squad.

If their border station cooperates a little more, Lin Zhiyan can go home for dinner.

Seeing that Lu Zhao remained silent, Wang Tong continued, "Brother Lu, have you considered developing in other units? Come to our Special Countermeasures Team, it's more suitable for your development here. Recently, our company is short of a company commander."

"I think the border station is pretty good."

Lu Zhao politely declined, but her decisive answer made Wang Tong's expression stiffen.

He laughed and said, "I can consider it later. This is my phone number."

After leaving his phone number, Wang Tong turned and left.

Liao Lang and his accompanying soldiers all looked on with envy.

This was a personal invitation from the captain of the Special Counter-Strike Force.

Liao Lang flattered, "Brother Lu, you've really made it big! Don't forget us when you become successful."

"Doing your own job well is the most important thing."

Lu Zhao glanced at him. People have an instinctive pursuit of power, but many people are slow to react to it.

The Special Operations Rapid Response Detachment is a higher-ranking unit than the border station, and the company commander is better than the training staff officer, but Lu Zhao's foundation is in the border station.

He went to the special operations team voluntarily, essentially jumping into a pit. Lu Zhao retrieved his phone and found a missed call from his mother, Luo Xiuhua.

They would call once a month to give a brief update on their daily life.

My mother was a typical rural woman with only a junior high school education, having completed nine years of compulsory education. She had no great ambitions in life, only wanting to live a peaceful life, and often complained about how my father and eldest brother rushed off to their deaths back then.

But she never interfered in or commented on Lu Zhao's affairs.

All that remained was: "Take care of yourself, don't overwork yourself."

Then her niece snatched the phone away.

"Hello, Uncle Zhao, can you hear me?"

Lu Zhao couldn't help but move his phone away an inch from his niece Lu Xiaotong's loud voice, saying, "I can hear you, you're going deaf."

"Hehehe, Uncle Zhao, I got first place in the grade in the monthly exam."

"How many points?"

"Culture is worth 800 points, just 10 points short of the maximum."

What about life development?

"Uh... seventy points."

Federal secondary education is divided into culture and life development. Life development is scored out of 100, while the Nanhai West Road high school exam has a total score of 810.

Top universities generally have strict requirements for life development. Lu Xiaotong's score is good enough to get into a first-class university, but not into Beijing or Chishui.

You need at least 90 points to meet the minimum standard.

However, there was nothing that could be done, as Lu Xiaotong didn't have very good resources. Previously, Lu Zhao was in an official orphanage, which received ample resources to set a good example.

Lu Xiaotong then started talking about everyday trivialities, complaining about her friends at school, calling a certain teacher an idiot, or about a dish her mother cooked that tasted bad.

As Lu Zhao listened, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, and his face was not as tense as usual.

For a moment, he was pulled out of the quagmire of the power arena.

This world is not just about deceit and betrayal, nor is it all about enemies or allies; there are still many ordinary people who yearn for a better life.

Thoughts arise in the darkness, and the most direct way to perceive the existence of others is through touch; the spirit that carries others is also a form of touch.

Lu Zhao's skin felt slightly itchy, and the thoughts that were spreading from it reached his senses.

His spirit can touch objects.

The cool ground, the damp grass blades, thrown towards the mountains, he could feel the mountain wind howling, drifting towards the sky as if standing on the clouds.

For a moment, he seemed to fly.

Lu Zhao slowly withdrew his divine sense, watching his hand open and then clench, returning to his body with lingering reluctance.

"Touch, this feeling is like the mind leaving the body."

Lu Zhao was certain that he had grasped one of the five senses: touch.

Having already mastered taste and smell, he only needs hearing and sight to achieve first-level perfection.

Having gathered all five senses, he possessed an almost godlike perspective, as well as the characteristics of all mental supernatural powers.

From only being able to vaguely perceive and manipulate with thoughts, it has become omnipotent.

This should be the meaning of perfection, not limited to the life bone itself.

In the teacher's words, it's about concentrating and focusing one's mind.

He vaguely grasped the knack, and sexual cultivation didn't seem as difficult as he had imagined.

It sounds mystical, but in practice, the principles are everywhere in life.

"Contemplating the five senses seems to go beyond just the five senses."

The five senses are merely a manifestation, and the five senses derived from the soul are also just a form of expression.

Divine will, divine will—the emphasis is on will.

The Dharma is a way to assist people in their spiritual practice. Just like a textbook, its primary purpose is not to ensure correctness, but to make people understand it.

Is my own understanding right or wrong?
With doubts in his heart, Lu Zhao returned to his dormitory and closed his eyes to enter the Hunyuan state.

(End of this chapter)