Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents
Chapter 65 - 63, I, artist, transfer money!

Chapter 65: 63, I, artist, transfer money!

Green City Airport.

It was evening when Chang Feng disembarked from the plane that had flown from South Sea Continent to Bei Qiu. Despite the journey, there wasn’t a trace of fatigue on his face. After three consecutive high-speed train transfers and two flights, Chang Feng seemed unaffected. If he hadn’t taken a wrong turn, he might have reached Green City by noon.

Carrying his easel on his back, Chang Feng left the airport and took a taxi directly to the Jin Hao Building. After the numerous transfers, his funds were critically low, and he urgently needed to get an advance from this job’s employer.

Downstairs at the Jin Hao Building, one of Wang Lihe’s staff paid Chang Feng’s taxi fare before leading him to the top floor, just outside Wang Lihe’s office.

"Mr. Chang, please wait a moment; Mr. Wang is entertaining some relatives."

"Okay."

Chang Feng walked into the waiting room, set up the easel from his back, and began to paint. Although he had wasted a lot of time on detours that day, Chang Feng had also seen many impressive sights and people. Of course, the most memorable was the adorable girl in a white skirt he had seen sleeping at the hotel at noon. Chang Feng recalled the girl, spread out his paper, and his brush danced across it.

"That’s great! If you’re short of hands, I can step in," Lu Lin stood up and said.

"Mr. Wan, I’ve just been promoted to a certified Star Skill Instructor and am currently in a period of incredible luck."

"Back on Blue Star, I even Guided several students to acquire Double Star Skills."

"If you don’t believe me, you can check my guidance record."

Wan Fugang was skeptical. It was already incredible to be promoted from an apprentice Guide to a certified Star Skill Instructor in just over ten days, let alone Guiding multiple students to Double Star Skills. That must be a joke, and not a very good one.

"Hmm, let me check," Wan Fugang nodded, entered Lu Lin’s Citizen Number, and began searching the internal website.

"HISS..."

How is this possible! Wan Fugang’s eyes widened as he stared at Lu Lin in disbelief.

The Astrology Guidance Teachers Association recorded every Guiding session conducted by its Guides—of course, this only applied to those below Master Level. The records included not only the Star Skills the Guides had successfully helped others comprehend but also the number of people Guided and their success rate. Anyone looking to comprehend Star Skills could search the official website and choose a Guide with a high success rate or one specializing in a particular attribute or series of Star Skills.

Typically, certified Star Skill Instructors were responsible for Guiding Martial Artists at First level and below. Intermediate and Advanced Guides could Guide Martial Artists of Sixth level and below. However, they usually only Guided Martial Artists up to Level Five. Level 6 Martial Artists were at an important juncture of Star Core Cultivation and would try their best to find Guides with Master qualifications to increase their chances of breaking through to the Seventh Level Golden Body Realm.

On the official website, Wan Fugang saw Lu Lin’s guidance record. His most impressive feat involved Guiding a Level 3 Star Core Martial Artist in Comprehending Star Skills. This person not only comprehended Double Star Skills but also seized the opportunity to break through, directly becoming a Level 4 Martial Artist. Other records were just as Lu Lin had described: he had Guided over a hundred people in total, with seven or eight comprehending Double Star Skills, and even more comprehending other exceptional Star Skills.

What was most crucial was—

[Name: Lu Lin]

[Level: Star Skill Instructor (Beginner)]

[Guidance Success Rate: 100%]

100%!!! That was a one hundred percent success rate! The Lu Lin standing before him actually possessed such remarkable skill. He was truly a genius, a genius who could obtain the qualification of a Star Skill Instructor in just ten days.

"Lu Lin, sit down for a moment. I need to make a call to the President," Wan Fugang said, then turned and walked away, jotting down Lu Lin’s information in a notebook at the front desk.

After a short wait, Wan Fugang returned. "Lu Lin, the President might not be back until late today. She said if you’re willing to help others with their Awakening, you should come over early tomorrow morning. She’ll drive you to Smith City. Oh, and leave me your contact number; I’ll send it to the President."

"Okay."

Seeing it was getting late, Lu Lin knew there would be no opportunity today, so tomorrow would be fine. Lu Lin even thought that when he went to university later, his Talent wasn’t particularly good. To compete with those geniuses, rather than just doubling his efforts, it would be better to spend more time doing Guiding work when he had the chance. He could earn money by Guiding Star Skills and rapidly improve his Cultivation, all without any delay. Alien was the gathering place for all the Federation’s Star Core Warriors; the Star Core Warriors there would be more than enough for him to advance all the way to a Level 9 Star Warrior.

Returning to Lishui Bay Community, Lu Lin saw Wang Juan emerging from Da Xiang’s building.

"Wang Juan, how’s Da Xiang?"

"Oh, wow, isn’t this our dear Lu Lin? How was your meal with that ninth level expert today?" Wang Juan was her usual self, her words sharp as ever upon meeting someone.

"Not bad. The ninth level expert was amazed by my Talent and wanted to take me as an apprentice, but I refused."

"HUMPH. You can really brag." Wang Juan conceded defeat. "Da Xiang is just being himself. What else can be done? He’s been shouting all day about wanting to go out and work. You should go up and try to persuade him."

"Alright, I’ll go up then." Lu Lin said and headed towards Da Xiang’s apartment.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lu! When are you going to fix my wall?" Wang Juan shouted after him. Hearing her, Lu Lin quickened his pace.

"Mr. Chang, Mr. Wang will be ready soon. You can wait by the door for a moment."

"Okay." Chang Feng silently put down his paintbrush. Looking at his unfinished work, he felt a surge of annoyance. As an artist, he hated it most when people disturbed him while he was painting. He took the paper, tore it into pieces, then tidied his things and walked out of the waiting room.

From outside the door, the noisy chatter of a woman could be heard. Chang Feng frowned in displeasure but said nothing.

"Second Brother, you must come then!"

"It would be best to invite some of Green City’s bigwigs. Our Yu Long hasn’t seen much of the world yet."

"Alright, alright, Little Sister, don’t worry. I’ll even invite the City Lord of Green City to Yu Long’s Promotion Banquet."

"Yu Long, go back and work hard on your cultivation. Whatever you want, your Second Uncle will give you a big red packet then." The speaker was Wang Lihe. He walked to the door and patted his nephew’s shoulder encouragingly.

"Uncle, don’t worry. I will definitely work hard on my cultivation. I won’t let your six years of nurturing go to waste."

"Good, good, good. We’re family, so don’t mention ’nurturing’. Alright, Yu Long, go back with your mother first. Your Second Uncle has some business to attend to." Wang Lihe saw Chang Feng and, fearing he was growing impatient, his words clearly intended to hurry his sister along.

"Okay, okay, we’ll go now."

"Honestly, this Second Brother of ours! We rarely come back for a visit, and he’s so eager to send us away."

"Can’t company matters be handled any other day? Oh well, let’s go, Yu Long." The chubby middle-aged woman pulled her son and turned to leave. As they passed Chang Feng, the woman glanced at him and snorted coldly. Zheng Yulong offered a slight smile, but it held little warmth or sincerity.

"Artist, please come in." Wang Lihe invited Chang Feng into the office and handed him Lu Lin’s file. "Artist, this time’s target is extraordinary, so the higher-ups intend to capture them alive, without causing injury or death.

"Um, please, try to be as discreet as possible when you carry out the mission. It’s a bit of a hassle, I know."

"Okay." Chang Feng nodded, memorized Lu Lin’s information, and then extended his right hand.

"Transfer some money to me."