47: Chapter 46 Dream-Fulfilling Ambassador Sun Po

Early the next morning, President Chen Wang took his card with trembling hands.

No text was displayed on the purple card; it was still that familiar Heavenly Soldier,

only the color was deeper, and there were some extra lightning patterns.

But as the master of the card, how could President Chen Wang not know the changes in this card at this moment?

He clearly saw a few blindingly large characters in his card information.

Name: [Maguiling]

MOD: [Divine Empyrean Meteorite Register]

Category: [deity card / Thunder Department]

...

Although President Chen Wang desperately wanted to remain calm, his wide-open eyes and the unstoppable smile at the corners of his mouth betrayed his current mood.

Immediately afterwards, this President Chen actually cupped his fists deeply at Sun Po and said:

"Little Friend Sun! From now on, you and I shall address each other as brothers. You will be the older brother, and I will be the younger brother!!"

Looking at the serious-looking President Chen Wang, Sun Po hurriedly waved his hands.

"That won't do, President Chen. It'll shorten my life."

President Chen Wang's serious face instantly relaxed:

"Hahaha, just kidding,

Little Friend Sun, I haven't been this happy in many years."

This was indeed heartfelt. President Chen Wang had served in the Gaoping City Card Association for many years,

and his ability as a Card Maker had no problems.

At the peak of a high-tier Card Maker, he was only a step away from a Card Master.

For so many years, he had long since fully constructed his own deck.

Most of the card-making sequences and matching materials were exchanged from the official treasury,

and were specially formulated by experts according to his physique and tactical habits. His combat power had always been in the first echelon of Gaoping City.

But as his first card in life, the [Heavenly Soldier] inevitably stepped down from the position of a main combat card.

This also seemed to represent the departure of that young soldier Chen Wang, replaced by the lifeless bureaucrat President Chen Wang.

Even though he still exchanged some resources for it from official channels, wanting to keep this [Heavenly Soldier]'s combat power as good as possible,

but a [Heavenly Soldier] without a true name had too low of a ceiling, and the materials required to advance to a [Heavenly General] were only provided to active-duty soldiers.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant he was, President Chen Wang's [Heavenly Soldier] could only be sent to do minor security jobs for the Gaokao.

For a veteran who had been a soldier for most of his life, this was actually a very sad thing.

It was like that old rifle he had used for many years, which was the most handy and had accompanied him through life and death, could only become outdated and gather dust in the end.

And a [Heavenly Soldier] awakening its true name was even more like an unreachable white moonlight for retired veterans, a lifelong regret.

No matter how successful your official career was after retirement, or how formidable your combat power was,

seeing juniors in the military flash that [Heavenly Soldier] or [Heavenly General] with a true name would still unconsciously make one drool with envy.

Perhaps they were envious of that true name, or perhaps they were envious of another possibility of themselves when they were young—it was unknown.

But at this moment, President Chen Wang only wanted to do one thing. After having his secretary send Sun Po away, he picked up the phone at the first moment.

...

Inside the principal's office of No. 2 Municipal High School, the telephone suddenly rang.

The pot-bellied, greasy principal narrowed his eyes and answered the phone with a chuckle:

"What's up? Wangzai?"

President Chen Wang had dark lines on his face. Back then, he was the shortest in the class and was called Wangzai by some bastard.

This damned nickname had followed him for a lifetime.

But he was in an extremely good mood at the moment, and knowing that he would definitely have the upper hand today, he didn't care:

"Zhu Big Intestine! Starting today, you are no longer worthy of calling Laozi Wangzai!"

The principal leaned back, spreading out his thick mountain of flesh:

"Sigh, our friendship has faded after all. What's wrong? Now I'm not even allowed to call you Wangzai?

Have you broken through to become a Card Master? Then you're just a Wangzai Master."

President Chen Wang didn't care about the other party's sarcasm at all:

"Starting today, Laozi is different from trash like you. Laozi has the demeanor of ascension!!"

Then, the phone on the other end hung up.

President Chen Wang was dumbfounded.

He tried calling back and asked:

"What are you doing? Zhu Big Intestine, why did you hang up the phone without a word?"

The No. 2 Municipal High School principal chuckled:

"Did you secretly find a youngster to engage in a life-and-death battle on the bed and 'dissolve your military might'?

You still have the demeanor of ascension?

You trash who couldn't even enter the elite class."

At this sentence, President Chen Wang's expression noticeably changed. The mental composure he had cultivated over the years in officialdom was directly thrown to the back of his mind, and without any nonsense,

he had his driver take him straight to the principal's office of No. 2 Municipal High School without saying another word.

...

A moment later, the squinted eyes of the No. 2 Municipal High School principal widened.

"It really awakened a true name for you? And it's fucking the Thunder Department?!"

The No. 2 Municipal High School principal's eyes turned red with envy.

Why?! Back then, when he retired with severe injuries from the elite class, he didn't awaken a true name.

Why could such trash who couldn't even be selected for the elite class awaken one?!

And he's fucking over fifty years old? Awakened just by sleeping?!

And it's the Thunder Department, known for its fierce killing power?!

There's something fishy!

There is definitely something fishy!!

Under the cajoling and pestering of the No. 2 Municipal High School principal, the big-mouthed President Chen Wang quickly spilled the truth.

"Sun Po!?"

The No. 2 Municipal High School principal's heart became excited, and then he coughed twice and said to President Chen Wang:

"Wangzai, you took such a huge advantage of your old squad leader, how are you going to thank me?"

President Chen Wang was feeling proud, and being asked this counter-question, he was a bit confused:

"Thank you? What am I thanking you for?"

The conversation between the two unfolded:

"Which school is Sun Po a student at?"

"No. 2 Municipal High School's, of course."

"Who am I?"

"Principal of No. 2 Municipal High School!"

"Correct answer. You don't need to pay the thank-you fee;

it's not too much for a rich bastard like you to pay for twenty sets of purple materials for me, right?"

President Chen Wang: "I&＃X*!!!"

...

The next day, as soon as Yang Xinyue opened the courtyard door, she saw the principal, who looked like a fat catfish, smiling ingratiatingly at the door:

"Xinyue~"

Yang Xinyue was about to close the courtyard door without hesitation:

"Scram! Not even a dog would be a head of discipline! Stop asking this lady to work overtime! This lady won't go!"

Principal Zhu Chang forcibly blocked the door, his face smiling almost like a chrysanthemum, and squeezed in forcibly:

He smiled while squeezing in:

"Xinyue, don't be so resolute. I'm not here to ask you to work overtime today; I'm here to find classmate Sun Po."

Yang Xinyue's willow eyebrows stood on end. Like a mother hen protecting her chicks, she pushed even harder:

"He's busy, scram, scram, scram!!"

However, before she could push him out, many people suddenly popped up behind Principal Zhu Chang:

"Hello, does classmate Sun Po live here? Is he home?"

"Hello, I am the secretary of Director Luo of the Gaoping City Mystic Realm Management Center. I want to talk business with classmate Sun Po."

"Hello, I am the secretary of the vice president of the Luchuan City Card Association, and I'd like to make an appointment with classmate Sun Po."

"Stop pushing! Is there any sense of first-come, first-served?!"

"Nonsense, this is our city's genius. The neighboring city's people can line up behind the dogs!"

...

Sun Po only thought he had added a true name to the [Heavenly Soldier].

Little did he know, he had already become a dream-fulfilling ambassador in the eyes of those high-ranking retired veterans.

What was Sun Po doing at this moment then?

Sun Po was shocked in the [Tianhe Water Mansion Secretariat] watching [Changyou] read.

No, or should it be called, listening to books?