Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 2893 - 2913: Behind-the-Scenes Manipulation

Chapter 2893: Chapter 2913: Behind-the-Scenes Manipulation

Lin Chen subconsciously furrowed his brows, "First come, first served, then there is much that can be manipulated..."

"Isn’t that so?"

Hu Yunlai complained discontentedly, "When the supplies are distributed, it’s all decided by the Military Supply Department. Those with connections get notified first, and those without are the last to know. If you’re not careful, you wouldn’t even realize that all the supplies have been given out."

Xiong Yaxiong was exasperated when talking about this, "It’s even worse, there are those who cut in line. Everyone follows their rules, queuing up in the order they arrive, but there are always some who jump the queue. When asked, they say they came early and handed in their forms first but just left for a while."

"They say that, and the people at the Military Supply Department acknowledge it. Then they just blatantly cut the queue. Although people resent it, they dare not speak out. After all, if you offend the staff of the Military Supply Department, do you still want to collect supplies? Moreover, doesn’t each person in the Military Supply Department have their own background to intimidate with?"

Lin Chen nodded, not offering further comment.

Such matters exist everywhere.

The group hurried along and soon arrived at the department responsible for distributing magical treasures, weapon refining materials, and other supplies. By this time, there were already quite a few people in the courtyard of the Military Supply Department, obviously there to collect materials.

Xiong Yaxiong squeezed into the crowd and after a short while, emerged from the crowd with a look of joy.

"Made it in time, the form has been submitted!"

Lin Chen asked, "Does submitting the form guarantee the collection of supplies?"

Xiong Yaxiong nodded excitedly, "The Military Supply Department generally checks to a certain quantity, then they no longer accept forms because the supplies are probably all distributed..."

Xiong Yaxiong had just finished speaking when the crowd that was gathered around suddenly erupted into a noisy commotion.

"Why stop all of a sudden, I came over as soon as I heard the news!"

"How can this be, they’ve only handed out so few tickets, why are there no more?"

"Yes, they haven’t handed out many tickets, wasn’t it said to be a large batch of materials?"

"I saw some people didn’t even queue up..."

The man responsible for collecting forms pulled a stern face and said coldly, "Who said there was no queue, they arrived first and submitted their forms. They just have to wait for their names to be called. Nobody said you absolutely had to queue up."

"First come, first served; that’s the rule. There’s only so much supply, someone’s bound to get it, and someone won’t. If you come dawdling, can you blame others?"

The man gestured toward someone in the crowd, "You see, that person has been waiting at our department’s entrance for the chance to collect materials. He’s been waiting for a long time and, as soon as the supplies became available, he got them. If you loiter and there are no supplies left, who can you blame?"

The crowd’s gaze fell on the man pointed out by the man. The middle-aged man showed an awkward expression and smiled embarrassingly without saying anything.

Who would want to wait here all day if they had any other way?

It’s such a loss of face.

To put it unpleasantly, it’s like begging for food.

This isn’t something praiseworthy; being pointed out like this is so embarrassing.

Embarrassing as it may be, he dared not speak up for fear of offending someone and not being able to take back the supplies. What would his disciples do then?

Xiong Yaxiong said in a low voice, "His situation is similar to ours, also delayed for a long time without receiving anything. He’s just more desperate than us..."

Everyone who comes here is a Daluo Initial Immortal. With such strength, where can’t they be respected?

However, this is the War God Mansion, where strong individuals abound. A Daluo Initial Immortal doesn’t count for much here; if you want something, you have to follow their rules.

Xiong Yaxiong’s gaze was complex, filled with both sympathy for shared hardship and admiration for the other’s all-out effort.

Lin Chen laughed reassuringly, "We have also received ours, in the end. It’s all good."

Xiong Yaxiong nodded with a relieved smile on his face, "It’s still because I came with the Sect Master at the right time. I’ve been lucky with your Destiny."

Lin Chen said with a laugh, "It has nothing to do with me."

Since the forms were collected, everyone relaxed and sat in the spacious courtyard waiting.

People came and went in the courtyard, some cautious and others buoyant and carefree. A myriad of human conditions played out in the small space.

One by one, cultivators received their materials and left. The crowd in the yard dwindled, naturally, because those who hadn’t submitted their forms had already been driven out of the courtyard—although there were also some who refused to give up and still waited outside, just in case there were extra supplies left.

Xiong Yaxiong pointed at a man in front of them and whispered, "After he goes, it’s our turn..."

Lin Chen nodded but before he could speak, a richly clad middle-aged man suddenly walked in from outside.

He stood at the entrance, said nothing, simply scanning the area. The man who had been responsible for collecting forms brightened upon seeing him, promptly went out to meet him, and then led him to the side.

Soon after, the man who was responsible guided the middle-aged man into a room, their gaze sweeping over in this direction.

A sudden sense of foreboding rose in Lin Chen’s heart—he couldn’t possibly be that unlucky, could he?