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796: Chapter 782 What is This 796: Chapter 782 What is This The grand opening of the world’s gate brought with it an enormous amount of resources, especially advanced “rules” and “decrees”.

In the past, it was quite impressive for a city to have one or two rule-level “stock items”…

Under normal circumstances, according to the rules, these would have to be given up to the State.

However, in the recent adventure in Valastalod (Silent Mountain Range World), Lu Ping’an himself retrieved several rule-level items, along with several quasi-rules.

Of course, such occurrences are extrely rare.

Unless the world was about to end, “truths” and “rules” would seek ways to escape and it would be extrely difficult to obtain high-end items.

But this ti, it had been enough to fatten the coffers.

Under any circumstances, rule-level items are extrely valuable, especially in the ancient city official…

“You can choose?

Choose from over thirty items?!

I can’t believe they are so rich!”

Lu Ping’an was shocked when he received the inside information.

But considering how many people from the ancient city went to the Silent Mountain Range and other worlds, it seems quite normal.

The biggest difference between officials and private individuals is their “wide-range selection” …

Rule-level items are good, but in most cases, you are unlikely to get the “rule” you need.

Trade by bartering?

There were quite a lot of risks before, and many people, even those who had rule-level items, would hide them to avoid attracting trouble.

But now, the rule-level self-selection brought out by the ancient city office instantly shattered Lu Ping’an’s psychological defenses.

It should be known that his Storm Lance is only a Silver Lower level and severely damaged.

But because it’s extrely compatible with him, the points Lu Ping’an had spent on it were perhaps enough for several rule-level items.

For professionals, what is most suitable and can integrate into their professional system is the best.

“In appreciation for what you have done on the green planet, we will reward you with a rule-level item at the dal-awarding ceremony.

If you are willing to take up this task, we can even give you the list for you to choose directly…”

This is not just a matter of wealth, but also a sign of “importance” and “trust”.

This is not just about giving a choice and “giving a piece” of sothing different, everyone knows rule-level items are a city’s strategic reserve.

Their intelligence and characteristics are extrely important.

Initially, even if Lu Ping’an wanted the Storm Lance, he could only state a “request” and see if there was a suitable one in the stock.

Now they directly provide the list, which is like presenting you with a “strategic weapons reserve”.

The trust and sincerity in this doesn’t need much explanation.

They are genuinely treating Lu Ping’an as one of their own.

Moreover, as things have developed to this point, even if Lu Ping’an’s prior “report” was very classified, it was still executed by human beings.

The ancient city’s Bureau of Anomaly Managent doesn’t give face to the State.

If they really wanted to claim the information they had received, it would only be a matter of making up their minds and crossing the line.

Lu Ping’an estimated that his “past” might have already been reviewed by several key leaders.

“That’s good, there’s no need for Plan C…”

Although the worst possible developnt is unlikely, Lu Ping’an was prepared for every eventuality…

if it all really ca to pass, he was determined to forcibly take his family and flee.

But now, it seems that instead of “slaughtering the pig to eat the at” and “selling it for money,” the local officials are more inclined to cultivate this “future seed.”

This made Lu Ping’an breathe a sigh of relief.

This is the most likely developnt, but in truth, one can always encounter completely unreasonable people and developnts, so he must be prepared for the worst.

“…

Well then, I’ll behave for a while.”

Seeing as the other party is sincere, Lu Ping’an has no reason to “flee”.

Upon his return to the ancient city, after settling his family (Mother: Tell Mom, which girl is yours…), he imdiately threw himself into his work.

The first thing was to reopen the trading land…

and at the sa ti, as before, he beca a “special supplier” to the city’s officials.

“…

How’s this possible?

Can you directly order a profession?”

When the Forbidden Grand Library appeared in front of the mbers of the special service team and the military personnel, it made people doubt their life.

The fact that there were two additional decrees-level professionals in three days undoubtedly shocked the upper echelons.

When the news was passed along, Lu Ping’an received the “comndation announcent” and “prize catalog”, and it is hard to say there was no connection between the two.

So things don’t need to be spoken out loud, but an understanding can be maintained.

Lu Ping’an knew that all this harmony and stability rested upon him being strong enough, progressing quickly, and demonstrating high value.

“Is this really a military uniform?!”

What ca next was a set of military uniforms and military ranks, but they were not the independent regint’s style that Lu Ping’an had seen before.

The special service team is a type of ard police, having its independent rank system.

It can internally refer to a real army, and there are also honorary ranks.

At the end of the day, an honorary rank, being a “substantive official treatnt”, differs greatly from substantive officials.

Before, temporary workers like Lu Ping’an, even if they were in the special service team, held only temporary ranks.

What Lu Ping’an received, however, was the real rank of colonel, corresponding to that of a real army.

Of course, the true military rank, the kind which allows you to command others, is sothing he could never have unless he was willing to ally with the military…

But just this, a substantive (ard police) colonel under 20 years old, is already exaggerated.

With a minor adjustnt, Lu Ping’an transford the object into a wind cloak and casually wore it.

His old special agent uniform?

The best suit of armor he’s ever had?

He didn’t need it anymore.

Nowadays, Lu Ping’an may very well be considered part of the “scenery” clan, always not looking quite like a normal human.

Instead of heavy armor, he wore a simple shirt and pants, just draped in a colonel’s cape, hovering in the air.

Yes, Lu Ping’an wasn’t standing on the ground.

He was sitting on a “levitation board”, underneath was a pair of “jet chanical legs”, which aided Lu Ping’an in walking.

On both sides of Lu Ping’an, a pair of “chanical arms” were moving freely, with a single thought, they could bring him water, or a book.

To onlookers, the blind man with lifeless eyes was just sitting in an imaginary chair, and he was indeed reading a book and sipping orange juice at the sa ti.

The automatic walking “legs” and the “arms” holding “sharpened tools” didn’t seem to be sothing to be ssed with.

The large book at his waist, the lance on his back, his limbs, he was full of high-ranking taboo items, the more experienced the observer, the scarier he seed.

In this manner, he perford his duty as a “Special Service Team” mber …

alone, he demolished two buildings, “invited” dozens into the police station.

The whole ti, he remained unmoved, just sitting and reading and having tea.

His chanical legs ran faster than a car, casually hopping to a height of seven or eight ters, a single swing of the “arms” demolished a building.

In the face of a “gang’s” gunfire, “Captain Lu” never even raised his head, the bullets were effortlessly blocked by the “armor”.

“I can’t help it, I just got these ‘armants’, I need to keep charging them and keep adjusting them…..they are stabilizing.” When asked, Lu Ping’an casually answered.

Ping’an spoke the truth, but more so because he saw no need for secrecy anymore at this point.

“Captain Lu, is this your new vehicle?

It’s not bad, do you have a license for it?”

Just a sentence from a familiar traffic police officer, flustered him all over again.

This traffic policeman was an old acquaintance, Ping’an had run into him several tis, and this ti, he had been stopped again…

“…This thing, it shouldn’t need a license, right?

And also, I am not a captain…”

“But this thing runs faster than a car, and it’s on the road.

If you say it’s not a car, it should be illegal to be on the road, right?

So, director Lu?”

“No, no, no, I’m not the director…it’s faster than a car, but it’s not a car, according to your definition, it’s just an ordinary vehicle, right?”

“A non-motor vehicle on the road … but this thing does not comply either.

Let check the traffic regulations.”

After a while, the traffic policeman looked up and said.

“Director Lu, I checked, the closest thing is ‘Assistive Movent Device for People with Incomplete Behavior’, are you sure you want to classify it as this?

There is indeed so modification rights for this, can temporarily be on the road, and there is a na that we’re quite familiar with…”

“What?” Lu Ping’an was increasingly surprised, how can you find a parallel for this thing?

“Disabled Persons Motor Wheelchair!”

This ti, Lu Ping’an was completely silent.

“Pft,” soone beside laughed out loud, looking at the skeleton, and Lu Ping’an lying on the top, it really did resemble one.

Lu Ping’an pondered for a while before he managed to squeeze out a sentence.

“…I don’t have wheels, so it should not be considered a motor vehicle, a non-motor vehicle, or a wheelchair, right?

At least a wheelchair needs wheels…”

“No, no, no, you see, you have auxiliary wheels underneath your chanical boots…”

Lu Ping’an jumped down, quickly knocked off the auxiliary wheels, then smiled and said.

“Now there aren’t any, now it, it, it…uh, is a toy, a children’s toy.

Yes, like the ones that transform!”

At this mont, it was the turn of the traffic police officer to look at him with sympathetic eyes.

“You’re a grown man, still playing with toys, and now it’s on the road…

what’s your parents’ phone number?

According to the usual practice, a child on the road with a toy car, they are asked to co to the station to retrieve him…”

“I…I, this is a car, alright!

You should arrest for driving without a license instead!”

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