Chapter 538: 338: The Only Designated Selection Officer of the Immortal Country!_2

Chapter 538: Chapter 338: The Only Designated Selection Officer of the Immortal Country!_2

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You could do so many things!

The Immortal Country is really generous!

It’s not convenient now, I’ll study it carefully when I’m free.

“Thank you all, I really appreciate it.”

Shen Ye said sincerely.

With everyone bustling just now, I should have offered them a drink.

It’s just that I have a lot to deal with right now.

Maybe later.

“Hold on a moment,” the assassin leader said.

He dived into the tent and soon returned to Shen Ye with a letter in hand.

“A letter from His Majesty to you—he said he hasn’t been able to contact you recently and doesn’t know what happened to you, so he entrusted us to deliver it to you.”

“…Thank you.”

Shen Ye took the letter, broke the seal, pulled out a piece of letter paper, and quickly read through it.

He couldn’t help but sigh.

Norton was urging him to advance his studies at the Imperial Military Academy.

Damn it.

I wanted to go last time too, but there was no chance at all!

What about this time?

“Everyone, I might have to make a trip to the imperial capital,” Shen Ye said.

“All according to His Majesty’s orders. By the way, I remember you haven’t been enlisted for long; do you need any manpower along the way?” the assassin leader asked.

“No need—ah, yes, I do need—can I pick them myself?” Shen Ye asked.

The assassin leader took a document from his bosom, quickly signed it, and then stamped it with a seal.

“Take this, with this order, you can assemble a squad to protect you.”

“Thanks, I’ll come back and treat everyone to drinks,” Shen Ye said.

“Sure, sure, take care of your business first.”

The assassin leader approached, lowered his voice, and said, “Be wary of those foreigners, although they are also of the Human Race, they only seek to earn merits to gain entry to the Great Tomb—do not trust them.”

“Understood!” Shen Ye said.

Foreigners.

Those must be the people from outside.

I arrived quite early myself, and at that time, the Human Race of the Nightmare World wasn’t so cautious and I managed to secure a reliable identity, and was then named “Peiqi” by Norton, which led to my acceptance by everyone.

Others probably haven’t had this sort of treatment.

Shen Ye thought quietly and left the campsite.

Now it seems—

Aside from the matter of the foreigners, the Nightmare World is basically still on its original track.

It’s just, who is in charge of the Undead Empire now?

Why start a war?

Even the Great Skeleton is eagerly wanting to go back to see his mother!

No, I need to investigate this.

As Shen Ye thought, he returned to the bustling military camp in the Human Territory.

“Peiqi!”

Someone called out.

Many soldiers turned their heads to look.

“That’s Saint Peiqi, who killed the Undead Assassin and saved His Majesty’s life.”

“That’s him, he looks so young.”

“But he sure is formidable.”

The crowd murmured among themselves.

Shen Ye could only force a stiff smile and greet everyone.

Two military inspectors hurried over, asking:

“Peiqi, where’s your ID proof? Which army are you in?”

Shen Ye handed them the order.

The inspectors unfurled it and after a glance, nodded, “Please proceed to the third tent ahead, the troop deployment command center, they will arrange it for you quickly.”

“Thanks,” Shen Ye took back his order and walked on.

It wasn’t long before he reached the place.

Entering the tent, he saw a row of soldiers standing inside.

A military officer was sitting behind a desk with his legs crossed, staring at the soldiers with an amused expression.

“Sir, please give us a chance,” a soldier said earnestly.

“How am I not giving you a chance?” the officer snorted coldly, “I told you to stay and fight at the front lines, but you kept dodging your duties, and now you want me to assign you to other tasks?”

“Reporting!” Shen Ye shouted.

The officer turned, stood up immediately, and said with a smile:

“Peiqi? Why haven’t you left for the imperial capital yet?”

“I’m just about to go, could you take a look at this?” Shen Ye passed the order to him.

After examining the order and checking the seal, the officer slapped Shen Ye on the shoulder, grinning:

“Go pick your people, whoever you fancy is fine, the squad has a limit of six, come to me when you’ve got your team.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Shen Ye waved to the officer as he turned to leave, but then he heard a “Wait a moment” from behind.

He looked back to see the soldiers all staring at him.

“Did you call me?” Shen Ye asked.

“Would you consider us, sir? We’re all quite capable, we can definitely protect you to the imperial capital,” the leading soldier said.

Shen Ye hadn’t been paying attention before, but now he took a closer look and realized that these men were not young, each emitting strong fluctuations of power.

—Probably around the Fifth or Sixth Layer of the Dharma Realm.

“With such strength, you are only soldiers?” Shen Ye exclaimed in surprise.

The officer quickly tugged at his sleeve, whispering, “These are foreigners, not to be trusted.”

Foreigners?

Back when the Nine Aspects were still around, Shen Ye himself was at least a “King” level Professional on the Death Planet.

Even though he had to start over this time and was no longer a “King,” he knew almost all of those powerful Professionals.

But these faces were all unfamiliar.

—They must be people from other planets.

Xu Xingke had also warned him to be careful of these individuals.

Considering this, Shen Ye said:

“Without having established any merits on the battlefield, you’re thinking of going to the imperial capital; I suspect your intentions are not pure and cannot employ you.”

The soldiers looked at each other in confusion.

One of them stepped forward, menacingly warned, “Kid, you’d better listen and behave, or else—”

“Brazen!” The officer barked, “Guards!”

Before his call even faded,

The tent was suddenly surrounded.

Two squads of Great Knights clad in heavy armor strode into the tent, drew their weapons, and pointed them at the soldiers.

The leader of the soldiers quickly pulled the menacing one back, pasting on an ingratiating smile and said: