Beast Tamer: Super Lucky Starting Contract

On the second day after the secondary league match ended, reporters were still lining up outside the match village, waiting for Mo Xu to show up and get exclusive reports.

There were also some internet celebrities who were live streaming with selfie sticks, shouting hard, hoping to get some traffic. Coupled with the crowds of onlookers, the area outside the competition village was even more lively than the tourist attraction.

Jiang Hongfang's driver picked up Mo Xu, took the dedicated channel, drove out of the competition village, and then arrived at the headquarters of the Huaxia Association.

Not far from the headquarters is the Capital Military Region, which is almost equivalent to a joint office. This is the heart of China and must not be lost.

Around the high walls and red gates, in addition to the soldiers standing guard in the open, there are countless experts lying in ambush in secret, protecting this place.

Signs prohibiting the emission of supernatural vibrations were erected in various places, and one could imagine that if even the slightest hint of the summoning runes was revealed, one would immediately be "covered in swarms".

After being inspected, the car entered the association's headquarters and, under the guidance of a guide car, stopped in front of a heavily guarded building. Then they got out of the car and walked into the building by guards.

Here, they went through extremely strict security procedures, and even someone of Jiang Hongfang's status was no exception.

After completing the separate security checks, the two met again on the first floor.

As soon as they sat down, Jiang Hongfang earnestly said, "It's not convenient for me to follow you. General Fu will take you there later. You must remember to behave yourself."

"I understand." Mo Xu nodded obediently, feeling a little nervous.

General Fu is here in person, and the identity of the person he is going to meet is already clear: the real top leader of China, Mr. Yan!

Ten minutes later, Fu Xiu arrived late: "Brother Jiang, Xiao Mo, I was delayed for a while because of something."

Jiang Hongfang and Mo Xu quickly stood up to greet him, and naturally would not nitpick about the lateness.

"Follow me." Fu Xiu acted decisively, dismissed everyone, and brought Mo Xu to a special office.

Mo Xu originally thought that Mr. Yan was in this lobby-like office, but it turned out that he was not. Instead, he was taken to the door of an elevator.

The two entered the elevator, the green light came on, and it started moving, sinking at a very fast speed, making Mo Xu feel a sense of weightlessness.

In the elevator, Fu Xiu suddenly asked, "Mo Xu, can you guess who you are going to meet?"

Mo Xu expressed his guess: "Is it... Mr. Yan?"

"Well, Mr. Yan wants to see you in person. You don't have to be too reserved. It's not like you're going to Beijing to meet the emperor. We just want to talk and ask you some questions." Perhaps noticing that Mo Xu was a little nervous, Fu Xiu spoke to comfort him.

"Yeah." Mo Xu took a deep breath after hearing that, and his mood calmed down a little.

Although Old Yan was not the emperor of a feudal dynasty, he was indeed the most powerful person in the entire China, so it was not much of an exaggeration to say that he had "met the emperor."

In his two lifetimes combined, he had never seen such a high-ranking person.

Moreover, since he can use the original matter to prolong his life, Mr. Yan’s strength must be unfathomable. It is very likely that he is not worse than Fu Xiu in front of him.

On that turbulent night, the towering red giant was still deeply imprinted in Mo Xu's mind.

Without giving him much time to think, the elevator stopped a few seconds after a few words were spoken. Fu Xiu took Mo Xu out, crossed the corridor, and entered the office where Old Yan was.

Mo Xu saw a skinny old man with a gaunt figure. The loose robe he wore was gorgeous, but it could not hide the old age on his face, which was covered with wrinkles and depressions, and had a dead air.

"I've brought the person here, let's talk about business." Fu Xiu took Mo Xu to sit opposite Yan Rushong, not leaving very far.

"Please take a seat. Xiao Mo's championship is incredible." Old Yan said kindly.

But this hoarse voice coupled with the slightly twitching dry face still looks a bit inhuman.

"Thank you...for the compliment, Chief." Mo Xu almost couldn't remember what address to use.

"Just call me Old Yan or Mr. Yan. Don't be shy, Xiao Mo. After all, you are my savior." Mr. Yan was indeed very approachable and had no airs at all.

"Hello, old leader. I don't deserve to be your savior." Mo Xu didn't dare to be disrespectful. It was necessary to show due respect to his predecessors.

“Without the divine purple crystals you brought, I would probably still be half dead.” Old Yan waved his hand, his eyes unclear. “After all, some people don’t want an old man like me to come out and walk around. Xiao Mo, you are different from those people. The phrase ‘lifesaver’ is still objective.”

Mo Xu felt a headache after listening to this. Although the old leader's words seemed ordinary, there were still some twists and turns hidden in them. He thought quickly, trying his best to avoid any mistakes.

"To be honest, I was still taking the unified examination when I was suddenly asked to break the trial. I was depressed that I couldn't become the city's top scorer. If I had known that I was saving the old leader's life, I would definitely not hesitate."

This passage not only expressed to Mr. Yan that he was willing to save him, but also implicitly pointed out that he knew nothing at the time and was just going for the reward, and did not want to get too deeply involved in the political struggle.

Of course, Old Yan could understand what Mo Xu meant. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said teasingly, "The 'culprit' who caused you to end the unified examination early is right next to you. Let General Fu compensate you."

Fu Xiu said proudly: "Such an excellent little kid, of course I have to compensate him, how about epic materials?"

The mention of "epic-level" materials made Mo Xu excited. But he also understood that this benefit was too hot to handle, and it was definitely not something that a mere city champion could get his hands on.

These two big shots are trying to win me over and tie me to the association's chariot.

"Of course this is good, but I feel a little nervous because I don't want to receive rewards without doing anything." Mo Xu continued to act like a grandson.

"Hahaha, you are quite a cunning boy." General Fu laughed and patted Mo Xu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you don't have to do anything. This reward is given to you personally. You have made great contributions as the top scholar."

"Then I will respectfully obey your orders. Thank you, General Fu." Upon hearing this, Mo Xu immediately took advantage of the situation.

If you don't take the epic materials given for free, you'd be a fool.

After a few probing words, the two old leaders and Mo Xu actually understood each other's meaning.

Mo Xu didn't hate Mr. Yan and Mr. Fu. On the contrary, he respected them very much.

He just had some concerns in his mind and wanted to maintain a "cooperative" relationship with the association rather than a "subordinate" relationship.

The political struggle is too complicated and he is too weak to be a chess player, let alone be used as a chess piece or cannon fodder.

The deaths of Zhao Ke and the three-tailed fox were still lingering in his mind, leaving him with some trauma.

Elder Yan seemed to see through Mo Xu's mind and suddenly asked, "Little Mo, do you think that in this world of great contention, geniuses can stay out of it?"

Mo Xu was about to say something, then he gave a bitter smile. He realized that what Old Yan said was right. Even if he was as low-key as possible, he had already been targeted.

This time he ruined the Northern Military Region's dream of winning the championship. Stealing people's money is like killing their parents. There are countless people who hate him.

Regardless of whether he is cooperating with a certain camp or working under a certain big shot, he has been labeled.

"But it's impossible not to compete. It's a shortcut to obtaining resources. Do I have to hide in the wild and work behind closed doors?" Mo Xu sighed inwardly.

As long as it is a resource, you have to fight for it. As long as you fight, there will be winners and losers. As long as there are wins and losses, people will hate you. This is an unsolvable proposition.

Judging from the current standpoint, it seems that it is an inevitable trend for the camp to rely on the Capital Military Region.

Adults only look at benefits, so he quickly changed his mindset and decided that since there was no choice, he might as well have a good chat.

"The old commander is right. I am a lowly person and my words do not carry much weight, but I have a problem that I have to express."

"Just say it." said Mr. Yan.

"I wonder if the old leader sees me as a valuable chess piece or as a future chess player?"