242: Chapter 242 Father, how about we divide the family property today?

Zheng Baichuan watched from the side, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

The son of a Federation hero, a top assassin from the Shadow Academy.

An S-rank Genius from the Ye Family of Magic City, a future powerhouse of the Thunder Element.

And another... the sole heir to the Hunter Association, the future president.

Any one of these three, if plucked out, would be a core talent that major forces would fight tooth and nail to recruit.

And now, they were crying and begging to become Su Ming's underlings?

Marshal Huo Tianxing looked at this ragtag group before him, the smile on his lips growing wider.

Good heavens!

A whole team of hardened thugs!

Su Ming looked at Ye Xiao, who was hugging his leg, and at the sincere-looking Young Master Gu Lingfeng and Night Crow beside him, and felt barely satisfied.

Well, it'll do. A killer, a power bank, and a walking ATM.

Though the sparrow is small, it has all its internal organs.

He would add more "high-quality assets" as he found them in the future.

Outwardly, however, he put on a reluctant expression and nodded.

"Fine, considering how sincere you all are, I'll give you an internship Opportunity first."

After saying this, under the stunned gazes of everyone, he reached into his spatial equipment and pulled out paper and a pen.

Then, in front of everyone, he squatted down, used a rock as a desk, and unleashing his skills as the top student in his grade, his pen flew across the paper with sweeping strokes.

A few minutes later, a freshly printed, still-wet "Meteor Special Task Force — Internship Employee Assessment Standards and Performance Scoring Sheet" was slapped into their hands.

The three of them curiously leaned in to take a look.

It was densely packed with clauses:

1. All spoils and seized supplies shall be distributed uniformly by the Captain (Su Ming), with a base split ratio of nine to one (Captain nine, team members one)...

2. Each person must undergo 10 combat training sessions monthly; the loser will be responsible for the base's (which will exist) sanitation for a year...

3. Any damage to public property during missions requires triple compensation: one part to the municipal government, and two parts to the Captain...

4. Strictly forbidden to talk back to or question the Captain's decisions; violators will be kicked out of the team!

5. Speaking (sucking) true (up) words (to) can promote team harmony, and those who contribute can have priority in exchanging for strategic supplies...

6. ...

7. ...

After reading through the dozens of clauses, even the military district staff officers peeking from the side had their mouths twitching at the rich sense of exploitation between the lines.

Even capitalists would weep and beg to be his apprentice.

The few Western Frontier officers who had been itching to join immediately extinguished that little spark in their hearts.

Forget it, forget it.

A gold nest or a silver nest is not as good as one's own dog kennel.

This wasn't joining an ace special task force; this was clearly selling oneself to work for the Captain for free.

However, to everyone's surprise, the three "exploited" parties, holding that black-hearted agreement, were not in the least bit reluctant. Instead, their eyes were shining, and their faces were flushed with excitement.

Young Master Gu Lingfeng stood at the very edge, his mouth already grinning from ear to ear.

A nine-to-one split?

Deduction of allowances?

That's nothing.

In his mind, he had already rehearsed the marriage proposal process eight hundred times—the ID badge of a Meteor Special Task Force lieutenant, a crate of rare source crystals obtained from an S-rank forbidden zone, kicking open the gates of the Huangfu Family, and placing the betrothal gifts right in the center of the hall.

Just thinking about it was intoxicating.

Ye Xiao was trembling with excitement.

Cleaning?

Is that even a thing?

Staying by Brother Ming's side, walking through the 3S green channel, exchanging for ninth-order Thunder Element source crystals at will, and in a few years, making a Breakthrough to the ninth order to stand side-by-side with Brother Ming on the front lines of the interstellar battlefield.

What is an allowance compared to absolute power and Opportunity? It's not worth mentioning.

As for Night Crow, a hint of fanaticism ignited in his icy eyes.

In the future, when executing missions, there would be no need to cover his face or sneak around, and no need to plan escape routes.

Wearing the coolest dark gold trench coat, sporting the Meteor badge, walking through the front door of the target's fortress.

And leaving in style under the escort of Federation military helicopters.

That is the ultimate romance of an assassin.

Watching these three guys who, instead of being angry at the harsh contract, were smiling more obscenely and recklessly than the last, the surrounding officers were completely bewildered.

Marshal Huo Tianxing's mouth twitched, and he silently mourned for two seconds for these three Geniuses who were helping count the money after being sold.

This kid's ability to sell a pipe dream is even better than his teacher's!

He gave a dry cough and waved at Zheng Baichuan.

"Go, move their files into the top-secret database, set their identity level to the direct guard sequence of the Special Task Inspector, and grant them corresponding exemptions."

"Yes!"

Zheng Baichuan stood at attention and turned to carry out the order.

He knew that from today on, this ragtag group had become an existence that no one in the Federation could underestimate.

...

The post-war matters of Black Spider Canyon were quickly settled under the efficient operation of the Western Frontier Military District.

Su Ming walked over to Night Crow and patted him on the shoulder.

"Spend some quality time with your father. Meteor has just been established, so there are no missions for now. I'll notify you if anything comes up."

Night Crow nodded heavily, his eyes slightly red.

Marshal Huo Tianxing and Zheng Baichuan also came over and exchanged private contact information with Su Ming.

"Extracting Zhou Kui's memories will take time," Marshal Huo Tianxing said with a solemn expression. "I will notify you as soon as there are results. I always feel that the coordinates he sent out won't be for nothing."

Su Ming nodded noncommittally.

Bidding farewell to everyone, Su Ming, Ye Xiao, and Young Master Gu Lingfeng boarded the thunder fighter jet returning to Jiang City.

As the fighter rose into the sky, the ruins of Black Spider Canyon below became smaller and smaller, eventually disappearing at the end of the horizon.

Inside the cabin, Su Ming stood by the porthole, looking at the blood-colored sunset outside, touching the major general badge in his pocket that still carried his body heat, and sincerely sighed:

"This business trip was a huge harvest!"

He checked his panel with his consciousness.

[True Mass: 5000 tons (+)]

[Remaining mass points: 6,120,000]

[Planet-level exo-colonial star core armor: sinking star]

[Current repair rate: 68.33%]

Nearly nine million mass points!

If you count the hundreds of fourth and fifth-order Shadow Demon Spiders in his spatial equipment, the mass points gain must have exceeded fifteen million!

The repair rate of sinking star is more than halfway done, and a new function has been unlocked!

Plus a major general rank and special envoy privileges!

And his own special task force!

A huge profit.

Beside him, Ye Xiao and Young Master Gu Lingfeng were not as relaxed as he was.

Having witnessed the terror of a ninth-order battle firsthand, they deeply realized their own inadequacies and were both calculating how to risk their lives to improve their strength once they returned.

Just then, a sharp communication ringtone broke the silence in the cabin.

Young Master Gu Lingfeng took out his high-priced custom terminal, and upon seeing the caller ID, his expression changed slightly.

He walked to the corner and answered the phone.

From the other end of the line, a dignified and powerful male voice immediately came through.

"You brat, are you dead out there?"

"If you're not dead, hurry up and get back to the Imperial Capital! The triennial grand finale auction of the God Hunter Auction House is starting early next month!"

Young Master Gu Lingfeng's expression tightened: "Dad? Wasn't it supposed to be at the end of the year? Why is it early?"

"There are too many good things this time! Several mysterious grand finale items are eager to be sold, so the scale of this auction is unprecedented!"

"Most of the Federation's financial giants and powerful figures will attend, the military has also sent high-level officials to sit in, and even a few reclusive ancient Families have sent people."

Upon hearing this, Young Master Gu Lingfeng's face lit up with joy.

Talk about perfect timing!

He was just worrying about where to get resources to improve his strength, and here comes this top-tier auction!

However, the next words from the other end of the phone made the joy on his face instantly freeze.

"By the way, you mentioned last time that you recruited a lackey in Jiang City, what was his name... Su Ming?"

"Bring that country bumpkin along too. I've reserved exclusive seats for both of you. Bring him to the Imperial Capital to broaden his horizons and see what real high society is."

"Let him see the foundation of our Gu Family. When dealing with a lackey who crawled up from the bottom, you have to use both soft and hard tactics—give a slap and then a sweet date, so he'll work for our Gu Family in the future..."

Young Master Gu Lingfeng's face turned pale in an instant.

"Shut up!"

He almost roared it out, his voice cracking.

"Dad! How many times have I told you! If your memory is bad, eat more pig brains to supplement it!"

The other end of the phone was clearly stunned by the roar.

Young Master Gu Lingfeng, with his survival instinct fully activated, continued to speak at a rapid pace:

"Regularly saying the opposite of what you mean can effectively alleviate symptoms of senile dementia!"

"You've been taking your medicine on time lately, right? Make sure you don't stop..."

"Hello? Hello? ... My signal is bad here! Hanging up first!"

"Clack!"

He hurriedly hung up the phone in a panic.

In the cabin, there was a deathly silence.

Ye Xiao looked at him with a half-smile.

Su Ming remained calm; the team entry agreement was still imperfect, it seemed.

Cold sweat poured down the back of Young Master Gu Lingfeng's head.

Brother Ming... he shouldn't have heard that, right?

He shouldn't have... heard it all, right?

He shouldn't... kill me, right?

Dad... my dear dad!

You are going to kill your son!

Country bumpkin?

Lackey?

Work for your Gu Family?

Young Master Gu Lingfeng's legs went weak, and he almost knelt to Su Ming.

Are you trying to see how fast our Family can pay out the nine-to-one split of the Family property!

Or do you think your son has lived too long!

Do you want our Gu Family to be wiped out today?!