On the way, an officer from a forward base shouted, "I need to be issued a new batch of ammunition. I'm asking you, where is the ammunition in the warehouse? Why is the quantity not right!"
One soldier mumbled in reply, "We kept a ledger, but many officers would come and withdraw money temporarily, and they said they would make up for it later..."
A messy account.
The officers gave away the supplies from the outpost as a favor, and when they returned to the city one day, many nobles would have benefited from their small favors and lived very comfortably.
This is the current state of the outpost.
Qing Chen said, "So, what do I need to do before the Third Division returns to the forward base?"
The corgi officer led him into a building and said, "Your daily task is to clean all the restrooms four times a day. If I find any strange smells in the restrooms, or if the Marquis frowns when he passes by, you will be punished, understand?"
As they were talking, a young man was kicked out of the outpost commander's office at the end of the corridor.
Marquis Bolton chased after the young men, punching and kicking them: "You can't even manage a forward base properly! The supplies don't match the numbers and you come to me? Don't you know I'm in the Superconducting World?! Duke Storm is coming soon, you lot better get the accounts straight, or he'll go to the King and impeach me again!"
At that moment, the Marquis of Bolton saw outside the window that someone was setting up a makeshift swimming pool on the airport...
He paused for a few seconds and said, "Confiscate those brats' swimming pools and put them in my backyard!"
Qing Chen was somewhat surprised by this scene. Was this the person in charge of the outpost? Addicted to the world of superconductivity, and then just sitting back and doing nothing at a military base?
Does the king's son-in-law have the right to do whatever he wants?
It has to be said, this guy is quite good-looking, like a male star in a movie, somewhat reminiscent of Leonardo DiCaprio.
It's quite normal for the Fifth Princess to see him confused.
The question is, why would such a powerful figure with nepotism be so fascinated by the world of superconductivity? Aren't there many other interesting things to do there?
What Qingchen didn't know was that Bolton, as the king's son-in-law, would never dare to play with female slaves.
He can only immerse himself in the world of superconductivity.
...
...
While Qing Chen was still watching the commotion, Duke Bolton suddenly turned to him and the Corgi officer and yelled, "What are you looking at? Get out of here and do your own work. I get annoyed just looking at you!"
The corgi officer grabbed Qing Chen's sleeve and started to walk away.
After taking only two steps, Marquis Bolton suddenly said, "Wait a minute, what's this new face doing here?"
The corgi officer quickly said, "Your Excellency, he's new to this building and is in charge of cleaning."
Marquis Bolton said, "You get out, he stays and comes over here to clean my office!"
Corgi pinched Qingchen's arm and said in a low voice, "What are you standing there for? Go on."
Qing Chen walked towards the office with his head down. He was stunned as soon as he entered the door because what he saw in front of him was a huge poster, and the poster featured... himself.
To be precise, it should be a poster of himself outside the gate of the 8th multiverse, where he slaughtered the four major guilds with six divine cuts. The image is dazzling and brilliant.
Marquis Bolton glanced at him sideways: "You're into the superconducting world too?"
“Let’s play,” Qingchen nodded.
"Do you know him?" asked the Marquis of Bolton.
"I know him, the Light of White People, an exceptionally capable person," Qing Chen knew him well.
Lord Bolton corrected, "It's the 'most' skilled... cleaning."
After speaking, the fair-skinned and handsome marquis sat back in his recliner and put his virtual reality glasses back on.
Qing Chen truly didn't expect to meet his fans here...
Chapter 844, The New Steward of the Outpost
In his office, Marquis Bolton was engrossed in the world of superconductivity, while Qing Chen stared at the posters on the wall in deep thought for a long time.
He suddenly realized that the Marquis of Bolton in front of him was the best entry point.
Bolton was the husband of the fifth princess of the Roosevelt family. The fact that he managed the outpost in such a terrible state and wasn't executed shows that he had some very powerful connections...
He quietly conducted statistics at this outpost, and could even calculate the approximate troop strength, material resources, and financial strength of the entire Roosevelt Kingdom.
This is something the Eastern Continent urgently needs to know.
The Marquis of Bolton's office was a mess; the documents were piled up on the desk, making them impossible to distinguish one from another. If a rebel spy came here, they would be in despair, because they simply couldn't find the information they needed quickly from the huge pile of documents...
Under normal circumstances, a marquis's office would definitely have a dedicated person to clean it. He couldn't have a female secretary, but he would need at least one male secretary.
The fact that Bolton's place is so disorganized shows that his subordinates also think he's an easy fool and don't take him seriously at all.
The Marquis of Bolton's life was like entering the game of 'life' and instead of investing his points in wisdom, he focused them on charm and luck.
He is extremely unbalanced in his studies.
Qing Chen meticulously cleaned the office thoroughly, not even missing the cracks in the windows.
Everywhere you could reach was spotless, and you couldn't even see the watermarks left by the rag.
Finally, he casually categorized and archived the documents, but he didn't browse their contents.
A qualified spy must learn to be patient and know how to endure.
Just then, the corgi officer trotted in from outside and knocked on the door: "My lord, something terrible has happened..."
He looked at the Marquis of Bolton's office halfway through his sentence and almost thought he had come to the wrong place.
Is this spotless, tidy office the office he remembers?
Marquis Bolton opened his eyes, his anger evident as he asked, "Don't you know I'm in the Superconducting World? You'd better have something really important to tell me, or I'll hang you from the flagpole at the outpost... Wait, is this my office?"
Bolton looked at Qing Chen with surprise: "Did you clean and tidy this up?"
Qing Chen nodded: "Yes."
Bolton nodded without saying anything and looked at Corgi.
Corgi hurriedly said, "My lord, a group of nobles from Blackwater City have arrived. I was going to assign them to units, but they said they had already been incorporated into Marquis Dodge's army and refused to accept our assignment... The two sides almost came to blows!"
Qing Chen understood that the officers at the outpost must have wanted to take advantage of the allocation of personnel, but the other party had official documents protecting them and didn't need to pay any attention to them.
The officers caused some trouble and wanted to complain, so they dragged in the Marquis of Bolton to intimidate them.
Lord Bolton was also furious upon hearing this: "Don't they know whose territory the outpost is? They've been incorporated into Lord Dodge's forces, do they have any documents? Without documents, what are they talking about!"
Corgi blinked: "There are no documents."
However, at that moment, Qing Chen took out a stamped document from the archived files on the table and handed it to Marquis Bolton: "Your Excellency, if I am not mistaken, this is their transfer order, but I only saw the title when I was categorizing it, so I am not sure if it is what you are looking for."
Marquis Bolton immediately glared at Corgi, furious: "I remember now, isn't this the document you gave me? How could you not remember? This is a transfer order personally issued by the Duke of Blackwater. Are you trying to get me impeached by the Duke of Blackwater?! Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Get out! Go apologize to this unit and I'll deduct your performance bonus for this month!"
Corgi's face was ashen, and he glared at Qingchen fiercely as he left.
He had hoped that the Marquis of Bolton would suppress the matter by taking advantage of the Marquis's poor memory, but Qing Chen had created an unexpected complication.
After Corgi left, Marquis Bolton glanced at Qing Chen: "You've seen the documents? Do you know these documents are confidential?"
Qing Chen calmly replied, "No, I spent a total of more than 40 minutes cleaning the office. I didn't have time to read all the documents. I only looked at all the titles just to classify and file them. The left-hand compartment contains the transfer orders from the various dukes' offices, the middle compartment contains the material transfer orders, and the right-hand compartment contains the military assistance letters."
Marquis Bolton paused for a moment: "I was looking for a transfer order from the Duke of Storms, but I couldn't find it."
Qing Chen pulled out a document from his left: "Is this it?"
The Marquis's eyes lit up. He was in dire need of a new person to help him manage state affairs, and the Duke of Storms was coming soon. He also didn't want to be impeached again.
But the Marquis of Bolton asked, feigning nonchalance, "Where were you before this gathering?"
“Reporting to Your Excellency, I am the third butler at the Kennedy Marquis Manor, responsible for the daily life of the eldest young master, Lan Shan,” Qing Chen said.
"Your abilities are not bad, but how did you end up being relegated to cleaning toilets?" Marquis Bolton knew very well that people who were relegated to cleaning toilets in the building were usually base officers like Corgi who had been bribed, and then their enemies were sent there to be humiliated before being sent to their deaths in the Forbidden Forest.
He knew some things, and he knew what the Corgis were doing, but he didn't have the energy or the ability to care...
So I became more and more confused.
Qing Chen replied, "I once risked my life to save Marquis Kennedy's life. This time, the Marquis sent me to the battlefield, wanting to give me the merit of a minor nobleman, but someone doesn't want me to steal the merit."
Marquis Bolton chuckled: "This world is so filthy, how can it compare to the fun of the superconducting world? Life is so short, it would be so much better to be happy in the superconducting world."
However, the Marquis of Bolton had a change of heart; someone willing to risk his life to save his lord must be quite capable...
Never mind, let's observe further.
He waved to Qing Chen: "Go do your thing."
Qing Chen suddenly asked, "Lord Marquis, do you know the Light of the White? I also watched his battle video outside the 8th Multiverse."
Marquis Bolton was immediately a little embarrassed: "I don't even know him yet. I sent him a private message, but he didn't reply. Of course, I can understand. Someone as capable as him probably doesn't have time to deal with me."
"Aren't you going to reply? You didn't tell me your identity?" Qing Chen asked.
“I told him, but he didn’t reply. He’s a god in the superconducting world, why would he need to deal with people like us?” Marquis Bolton said.
Qing Chen thought to himself, "Why are you starting to self-pity? A marquis is already a nobleman of very high status..."
Of course, this Marquess Bolton was not like a real marquess, at least not the Marquess Kennedy.
He pondered for a moment and said, "What if I had a way to let you know the light of white people?"
"What method?" Marquis Bolton asked, puzzled.
After considering it carefully, Qing Chen said, "Although I don't know White Light, I was in the game when White Light opened the 8th Multiverse game mechanism. I even gave him the airdrop I found, an assault rifle and a bottle of medicine. That's one encounter, and I don't know if it can be of any help. Marquis, you can send him a private message and say that you are a friend of Flash. Maybe there will be an opportunity, but I'm not sure."
Marquis Bolton's eyes lit up: "Really? You actually sent guns to the White Light?! Did you fight alongside them?"
"No," Qingchen shook his head: "I got killed instantly, so I just deleted my account and started over."
"Um, shall I try using your friend's name?" the Marquis tentatively suggested.
"Please give it a try. This is all I can do."
Qing Chen turned and left the office, then went to clean the restroom.
He stepped into a cubicle, put on the virtual reality glasses, and entered the superconducting world. Just then, he saw a private message from Marquis Bolton: "Hello, White Light, I'm a friend of Flash. He says he knows you..."
Qingchen replied, "So you're Flash's friend! I was all alone in Multiverse 8 back then, and Flash helped me. His friend is my friend. Let's add each other as friends, and we can run dungeons together sometime."
After replying, Qingchen logged off.