First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 256: The He Family’s Earth Observer Elder, Make Me a Pot of the Strong Stuff

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After saying that, Li Qianxing turned and looked at Zhu Yixuan.

“You guys really ought to learn a bit more—bright spears are easy to dodge, dark arrows aren’t.”

Geniuses are geniuses, but exactly because they are,

they often oversimplify problems.

But they’re not Lu Ding.

They don’t have that kind of confidence.

Trying to cut corners recklessly, heading straight for the result—their thinking isn’t thorough.

The loss this time is still considered minor.

But Lu Ding could tell what he was thinking.

He said, “It’s all yours.”

Lu Ding walked out, and Zhu Yixuan drew his blade and went in.

Their figures crossed paths.

At the gate of Luoyao 749.

Lu Ding was waiting for the Luoyao 749 investigators to arrive. Arresting the entire He Family was no small matter—he couldn’t handle it alone.

They had to lock the whole place down.

Couldn’t let a single person escape.

Since all of you were involved,

then all of you get arrested.

If they didn’t set an example now, everyone would start thinking up ways to frame 749 investigators in the future. That couldn’t be allowed.

Soon, Zhu Yixuan walked out of the room.

And as the Luoyao 749 investigators gradually gathered,

when the last vehicle, which looked like a missile truck, drove in—

Lu Ding got curious.

Li Qianxing beside him was just about to say, “Never seen one of those before, huh?”

Show off a little.

Then he heard Yan Feifan whispering nearby: “Brother Lu, that’s Luoyao 749’s Sky Net. It’s made from a special kind of spider silk unique to Luoyao.”

“It can be launched to lock down an area, making sure any fighting or sound inside doesn’t leak out.”

“And from the outside, it looks completely normal.”

Yan Feifan had followed all the intelligence on this place,

so he was pretty familiar with it—even niche gear like this, he knew a bit about.

Originally, Lu Ding had been worried that using Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting might cause too big a commotion—after all, it was a hundred-meter-tall form. Cleaning up the aftermath could be a mess.

But hearing that now,

there was nothing to fear—use it however he liked later.

Li Qianxing’s eyes were fixed on Yan Feifan.

He started considering him seriously.

Everything about Luoyao 749 was great—

except they were short on brains.

He didn’t know where this bad trend had come from.

Even he, the deputy director, had to step in and think these days.

That wouldn’t do.

This Yan Feifan looked promising.

Not very strong, sure—but if they could bring him in for a clerical management role, handling rear logistics…

It wouldn’t be bad.

Luoyao wasn’t as developed as Yunhai, but did promotions and raises care about location?

Besides, the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming.

There’d be plenty of work then.

Having someone like him around would definitely make things easier.

Quietly, Li Qianxing started pulling up Yan Feifan’s file.

Not long after, once everyone was in place,

a grand fleet of 749 vehicles set off toward the He Family estate.

The He Family still didn’t know—

disaster was about to strike.

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The sun was high in the sky.

The He Family’s Earth Observer Realm elder had just gotten out of bed.

He looked up at the sky.

“Ah!!”

A loud yell.

Clear.

Bright!!

“Cough cough cough cough……”

He cleared his throat, hetui—spat once.

Raised his hand, tugged at his sleeve, and lay back in the lounge chair.

“Make me a pot of the strong stuff!!!”

Three minutes later.

Deng deng deng deng, a young girl brought over some tea.

The old man took a sip from the cup—left a little at the end.

Deliberate, but not wasteful.

Dipped both index fingers into it and wiped them over his eyes.

Mouth gurgling, swirling, rinsing.

Someone brought over a spittoon, placed it right in front of him.

The old man still spat on the ground.

Massaging around his eyes with his fingers: “Tea brightens the eyes!!”

Reached out, took two walnuts, and started rolling them in his hands.

The old man mumbled to himself: “People live to see who lasts longer. I’m already over a hundred by now—my peers from back then,”

“either dead or gone.”

“Only I can still eat, sleep, and live well. Isn’t that what life’s all about?”

This elder of the He Family had a rough childhood—his ancestral home struck by natural disaster.

No choice but to flee with the family.

He got separated midway, but someone thought he looked decent, passed him around, and he ended up in the palace.

In the palace, he learned all sorts of skills.

When the dynasty collapsed, he escaped.

With luck and talent, he found his elder brother—

the very founder of the He Family’s Borrowed Blade line.

But by then, the elder brother had suffered all kinds of injuries from joining the army and fighting.

Soon after helping the He Family rise, he passed away.

From then on, the old man understood—life was his own.

Struggle and fight all you want, but in the end, you end up with nothing.

No point.

And you know what? With that mindset,

every day was a happy one.

He didn’t have any ambitions left.

No children of his own,

just guarding and waiting.

Guarding the legacy and bloodline his big brother left behind, waiting to live out his life and go out in style.

And wouldn’t you know it—he reached the Earth Observer Realm by accident.

Who could make sense of that?

What countless people dreamed of—he got there just by living well and never wronging himself.

Well then, guess he’s not dying anytime soon.

But that’s fine—even at the Earth Observer Realm,

he wasn’t going to stop enjoying life.

Look at him—Earth Observer Realm, and still getting up at noon. Who else could do that?

Still yelling: “My mouth feels bland, no flavor. Go get some side dishes.”

“Great-grandpa, what would you like to eat today?”

The old man rolled his walnuts and nodded: “Anything’s fine. Four cold dishes with the wine, four hot dishes with the rice.”

“Alright, Great-grandpa.”

“And what would you like to drink today?”

The old man glanced at the weather.

“Heh, the weather’s good today. Bring me some Western stuff—make it cold!”

As soon as he finished speaking—

BOOM!!!

With a loud blast, the old man saw Luoyao 749’s Sky Net—

Xiu~, it fired up and blanketed the He Family estate overhead, sealing it tight in a blink.

The exaggerated expression on his face slowly fell away.

He stood up slowly.

“Guess there won’t be any drinking.”

As he spoke, his figure flickered forward in bursts.

Until he reached the main gate.

Saw the Luoyao 749 people had the whole place surrounded.

He cupped his hands: “Gentlemen of 749, might I ask what this is all about today?”

Yan Feifan stepped out from beside Lu Ding and tossed over a document.

The old man caught it, eyes scanning from top to bottom.

His face grew darker.

Cursing inwardly.

His damn-nephew descendants picked the worst people to mess with—749.

You take someone’s stuff, just give it back. No matter how fine the blade is, you need to survive to use it.

And framing someone for murder?

Good idea, sure—but if you’re gonna do it, at least do it right. Don’t leave any loose ends.

He raised the document and asked, “Excuse me, how will the people listed here be handled?”

Lu Ding stepped forward: “For attempting to frame a 749 investigator, all involved will be executed on the spot—let this serve as a warning to others.”

The document in the old man’s hand crumbled into dust and scattered in the wind: “That won’t do.”