Legendary Person: I brought my skills back to reality!

The bright lights of the presentation shone again, dispelling the darkness and shock that had enveloped the hall.

The speaker, Li, had already stepped down from the platform, leaving behind a room full of Fama guests with various thoughts and ideas.

Black Shark was still immersed in the images of the spinning blue planet and the steel behemoth, his mind a complete mess, as if he had just been hit hard with a club.

His secretary, Wang, handed him a glass of warm water at the opportune moment and said softly, "Mr. Black Shark, please rest for a while. We have other plans to follow."

Just then, several doors on both sides of the hall slid open silently, and several rows of people walked in with neat and uniform steps.

They were all wearing different styles of uniforms, some in deep navy blue, some in rugged military green, and some in simple black suits, all with shiny badges on their chests.

At the very front of each team stood a young woman in a well-fitting business suit, smiling. They exuded competence and each held a finely crafted white sign with a line of text written in black, intricate yet exceptionally neat square characters—text he couldn't understand at all.

“That is…” Black Shark subconsciously squinted, trying to recognize the unfamiliar symbols, but only felt dizzy.

These characters are more complex and beautiful than any inscription on any scroll on the continent of Fama.

Chinese characters are, of course, very beautiful.

Secretary Wang leaned closer to him and whispered, "Mr. Black Shark, these are some important departments of our country. Do you see that sign?"

He pointed to a group of people wearing navy blue uniforms, led by a woman who looked very smart and capable.

“That’s the ‘Bizarre Affairs Bureau,’ which specializes in handling… well, special incidents and managing people with special abilities like you.” He then pointed to another group of people in military green uniforms.

"That's an 'Army Group Army,' the nation's armed forces, the soldiers who defend the homeland."

There was also a group of people dressed in black suits. "That's the 'Ministry of State Security,' responsible for maintaining national security and preventing external threats."

Black Shark's heart skipped a beat. The Bureau of Mystery? The one that manages them? The Army? National Security? These words combined instilled in him an instinctive sense of awe and pressure.

This is on a much higher level than his previous activities of forming gangs and robbing on the continent of Fama.

What is a guild anyway? Compared to this, it's just a bunch of bandits who occupy a mountain stronghold!

As they spoke, the groups quickly sprang into action. They lined up against the wall at the front of the hall, and someone brought over folding tables and chairs from behind, setting up a makeshift stall within minutes.

Behind each stall stood several uniformed personnel with serious expressions, while the woman in charge stood in front of the stall with a professional smile on her face, as if waiting for customers to come in.

The entire process was orderly, highly efficient, and completely silent.

The visitors in the hall looked at each other, many with puzzled expressions.

This scene... it's a bit like the recruitment of new members by those big guilds in Shabak City, but the atmosphere is completely different, more solemn, and more... tense.

"What... is this going to do?" Black Shark couldn't help but ask.

"This can be understood as... an initial communication regarding work intentions." Secretary Wang adjusted his glasses, choosing his words cautiously.

"The country is willing to provide opportunities for everyone to showcase their talents, but it also needs to understand your expertise and aspirations. You can talk to representatives of departments that interest you, based on your own circumstances. Of course, this is just a preliminary understanding and is entirely voluntary."

As Secretary Wang spoke, he took out the square device called "pad" from his briefcase, tapped it a few times, and brought up some introductions with pictures and simple symbols, corresponding to the signs of each stall, and handed it to Black Shark. "The responsibilities and general direction of these departments are explained more intuitively here. You can take a look first."

Black Shark took the tablet, looked at the badges and pictures on the screen representing the army, police, and special agencies, and then looked up at the people standing straight behind the stalls, feeling a mix of emotions.

He saw Secretary Wang patiently explaining the differences between the various departments to him, while the other "little secretaries" around him were also quietly explaining to their respective "guests".

A buzzing murmur filled the hall, a mixture of curiosity, doubt, and a barely perceptible hint of anticipation or worry for the future.

If Xu Hao were here, he would probably be clapping and congratulating everyone present!

They even solved the employment problem at the same time, giving them civil servant positions right from the start, without even having to take the civil service exam. I really don't know what kind of good fortune they have accumulated over several lifetimes!

Black Shark licked his slightly dry lips; the delicious taste of the soup dumplings still seemed to linger in his mouth. But now, he felt a different, more intense hunger.

—A desire to understand the rules of this new world, and perhaps, a hint of ambition to regain a foothold.

Without my brother! I'm starting over! In no time, I'll be a big shot again!

He clenched his fists, his gaze flickering as he looked at the stalls that represented power and order.

Which stall should we check out?

This appears to be the first real choice he faces in this new world.

Black Shark's gaze swept between the several stalls.

Army? That sounds like a war machine, similar to the warriors of the Fama Continent?

But judging from their imposing presence and strict discipline, it won't be an easy place for them to get by. Besides, I, Uncle Hei, am destined to be someone important! How could I possibly become a lowly soldier?!

No way!

Ministry of State Security?

It sounds rather mysterious, probably some kind of conspiracy or trickery, similar to spying on rival guilds in the past, but I have no idea what to do with this.

His gaze finally settled on the stall that had a sign that read "Bizarre Management Bureau".

The Administration Bureau… administers? Administers what? Administers people like them with “special abilities”? That sounds… interesting!

They have a bit of an air about superiority!

If I can make a name for myself in this "Management Bureau", will I be able to start shaking things up again like before?

Go check it out!

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding with anxiety, and tried his best to appear neither humble nor arrogant as he shuffled over.

Behind the booth sat two young staff members in navy blue uniforms. The woman, a man and a woman, immediately stood up as he approached, flashing a standard professional smile: "Hello, sir. Are you interested in our Bureau of the Strange and Mysterious Affairs?"

Black Shark gave a vague "hmm," but his eyes were scanning the items on the stall. On the table were some paper materials printed with Chinese characters he couldn't understand and some strange patterns, as well as a "pad" similar to the one Secretary Wang had given him, with a lit screen that seemed to be playing some kind of promotional video.

“Our Bureau of Supernatural Affairs is mainly responsible for responding to and handling various supernatural phenomena, abnormal events, and…” The female staff member paused, her gaze sweeping over Black Shark, seemingly choosing her words carefully, “…managing and guiding individuals like you who come from other worlds and possess special abilities, helping everyone to better integrate into society and utilize their expertise in suitable positions.”

Managing special skills? Leveraging expertise?

Black Shark's heart skipped a beat. Didn't this mean they valued the power brought by the Fama Continent?

Wouldn't his fighting skills still have a use? If he could be a small leader here, managing a group of people... a hint of excitement involuntarily appeared on his face.