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Chapter 268 Jiang Heng
Jiang Heng stood at the door of the ground patrol training camp with a cigarette in his mouth.

It was May, and the temperature was already over 30 degrees. The scorching sun was high, and standing in a crowded interview crowd made it even more unbearably hot.

Not long after, Jiang Heng's clothes were already wet with sweat, and his shirt and trousers were tightly attached to his body, making him very uncomfortable.

Although the current body looks like nothing, it contains a soul in his 30s.

For unknown reasons, Jiang Heng, the owner of an industrial company who died because of being involved in the struggle of the immortal sect in his previous life, accidentally passed through the body of a young man with the same name and surname as himself in this overseas land seven or eighty years ago.

In his previous life, Jiang Heng was born into a wealthy family in China. He received all kinds of high-quality education since he was a child. He was lucky enough to come into contact with the Immortal Sect at the age of seven. However, due to his poor foundation, he could only inherit the family business and start a business.

In this life, Jiang Heng did not come from a wealthy family. On the contrary, he lived in poverty and grew up in a slum.

His father, Jiang Fuhai, was an honest shoe repairman who set up a street stall every day to repair and shine shoes.

Her mother, Lai Guizhen, works as a handyman in a teahouse in the city, and her younger sister, Jiang Xiaoyue, sells cigarettes and cakes in the teahouse. The family of four is squeezed into a small wooden house of less than thirty square meters.

Jiang Heng's family, like nearly a million poor people in this sea city, lived at the bottom of this pyramid.

However, the Jiang family, which was struggling in hardship, now saw a glimmer of light.

Jiang Heng is already full and has passed the basic bone test.

The root bone of 97 points!

Jiang Heng couldn't help shaking his head when he thought of his 27-point roots in his previous life.

It really is the same name but different life!
If I had such good bones in my previous life, I'm afraid I would have become a powerful figure long ago, and I wouldn't have ended up being slapped to death by someone else.

In this sea city, young people who have passed the root bone test have the opportunity to sign up for the ground patrol training camp.

Once the interview is passed, after entering the ground patrol training camp for a year of training, you can become a ground patrol when you come out.

The monthly salary of a ground patrol in this era is 350 yuan, which is enough to support a large family.

Jiang Heng's father, Jiang Fuhai, repaired shoes for a month, and his mother, Lai Guizhen, worked as a handyman in a teahouse from dawn to dusk for a month. The total cost was only 130 yuan a month.

In addition, the monthly salary of the ground patrol is only a basic income.

In this era of Haicheng, the forces are mixed, there are three religions and nine streams, and the ground patrol can get a lot of oil and water every month, which is a pretty decent job.

However, it is not so easy to pass the interview of the ground patrol training camp. In addition to the most basic facial features, high height, and qualified bones, you are also required to be able to read, write, and have keen observation.

Most importantly, you have to give enough benefits to the interviewer.

There is no shortage of qualified young people in this era, but what is lacking are opportunities and resources.

The ground patrol is an opportunity and resource that everyone is competing for.

Only when the interviewer is satisfied, will you have the opportunity to put on the tiger skin that represents majesty and decency.

At this time, Jiang Heng had a huge sum of 5000 yuan cobbled together by his parents in his pocket, waiting for the interviewer to call his name.

In fact, Jiang Heng is not interested in becoming a land patrol. If it weren't for fulfilling the wishes of his parents in this life, he wouldn't be bothered to come here in this hot day to suffer in line.

Although for the poor young people of this era, becoming a land patrol is an excellent life-changing choice, unless there is really no chance, they will find ways to find another way to make a living.

But Jiang Heng knew very well that to become a ground patrol, even if he got to the top, he could only be regarded as a fat dog, and he would never be able to become a big shot.

And according to the memory of Jiang Heng's previous life, decades later, this overseas land will be taken over by the orthodox fairy gate from Middle Earth, ending the chaotic situation of mixed fish and dragons, and the happy days of local patrols will be gone. to the end.

As the saying goes, heroes come out of troubled times.

Today's sea city is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and heroes are emerging in large numbers. All the big names in later generations took advantage of the situation and soared into the sky.

This is the best of times, with countless opportunities.

This is also the worst era, life and death follow fate.

If Jiang Heng really had to choose, he would rather fight recklessly in this colorful hodgepodge than be a small land patrol.

Could it be that a dignified seven-foot man lived his whole life again just for a job of earning money?Then spend your life doing nothing?
Taking another [-] steps back, although the salary of land patrol is not low and the income is quite high, it is completely a highly dangerous job.

On the one hand, a large number of demon sects in the Middle Earth were defeated in battles with orthodox immortal sects, and fled to this overseas place in order to save their lives.

Those members of the demon sect are all ruthless and have many magic weapons. They have rich combat experience, are penniless overseas, and have no forces to rely on. They have to do some free business to obtain resources to support their cultivation.

Most of the ground patrols are poor children who have only been trained for a year and hurried to work. Even if their bones are good, most of the methods of cultivation are not on the table, and the magic weapons they use are even more rudimentary.

Most of the ground patrols don't even have magic weapons, and are only equipped with ordinary firearms. They can deal with ordinary people or ground rats with low cultivation level, but if they encounter those ruthless demon sect members, they will basically be sent away.

The casualty rate is not low, which is also an important reason why the ground patrol recruits people frequently every year.

On the other hand, in this overseas land, there are many gophers. The so-called gophers are all kinds of local forces. They fight fiercely and grab the territory. Most of the gophers are also poor. children.

After the orthodox immortal sect of later generations took over this sea city, all the rats were wiped out.

But in this day and age, the gophers are still domineering. Sometimes they fight in the street with passion, and even dare to draw their knives when they meet the patrols.

Sometimes when local patrols deal with incidents related to field mice, they have to be accompanied by highly cultivated and strange people to suppress them.

"Jiang Heng!"

In the small room where the interview was held, a voice called Jiang Heng's name.

"Here!" Jiang Heng spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth quickly, and walked quickly into the small room.

A young man who had just finished the interview was coming out of the room, his face was full of joy, obviously he passed the interview and was about to be recruited into the ground patrol training camp.

In the room, a fat dark man with a beard was sitting behind the interview table, flipping through a celebrity magazine in his hand, and an old-fashioned refrigerator next to him was squeaking out air-conditioning.

Feeling the coolness in the room, Jiang Heng immediately felt refreshed physically and mentally.

"You are Jiang Heng?" The black, fat and strong man slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Heng.

"It's me, sir!"

"Speak to me and call the report."

"Report! It's me, sir!"

"Yeah." The fat black man nodded, impatiently threw the magazine in his hand in front of Jiang Heng, and said, "Read a paragraph to me."

Jiang Heng picked up the celebrity magazine, opened it, and read a paragraph of the text in a clear and expressive manner.

After reading, Jiang Heng took out the 5000 yuan that his parents had cobbled together from his pocket, stuffed it in the magazine, and handed it back respectfully.

The fat, dark man was still a little hesitant when he heard Jiang Heng read a paragraph so smoothly. But when he saw that the magazine contained scattered and wrinkled money, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)