Qing Chen turned to look at the other person: "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"
He Jinqiu smiled and said, "The Fifth Princess instructed me to assist you in reorganizing the Third Division. She said you are exceptionally talented, but lack strength. I happen to have the strength but not the management skills, so being your assistant would be a perfect complement."
Qingchen was speechless.
How could Boss He, who could manage an organization like Kyushu so well and make it the world's number one intelligence organization, lack management skills? Therefore, Qing Chen was acting, and the other side was also acting.
Boss He spoke with exceptional sincerity; if the other party hadn't kept his appearance the same, Qing Chen might have believed him on the spot!
Qing Chen asked, "What is your strength level?"
Mr. He said, "The A-level gene warrior has developed cancer because he was injected with a defective gene serum, and he doesn't have long to live."
Qingchen's heart tightened. He felt that the second half of the sentence was true, and the reason why the other person looked so haggard was because of cancer!
At this time, Mr. He had lost a lot of weight, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes when he smiled and spoke, and his sideburns under the fisherman's hat were also white.
It was only at this moment that Qing Chen realized that the other party was already over thirty years old and was a strong person from the same era as Zheng Yuandong.
So, does Mr. Zheng know about this?
Although there are many conflicts between Kyushu and Kunlun, Qingchen knows very well that Boss Zheng and Boss He have a deep camaraderie. If Boss Zheng knew about this, he would be very sad.
"What should I call you?" Qing Chen asked with a smile.
“Just call me ‘He’,” Boss He said with a smile. “I’ll call you Head Butler. We both work for Her Highness the Fifth Princess. You’ll be the head and I’ll be the deputy. I’ll just follow your orders. You can think of me as your personal bodyguard.”
So, Mr. He was sent to monitor me, right?
The traitor spying on another traitor... While the Fifth Princess has a grand vision, her judgment of people is a bit outrageous.
Indeed, a woman who would be interested in the Marquis of Bolton must have some issues with her judgment of character.
So, should I tell Mr. He the truth?
Qingchen decided to wait and see. If it were Boss Zheng, Qingchen would reveal his identity directly, but since it was Boss He in front of him, Qingchen had some concerns.
This Mr. He is extremely profit-driven and doesn't trust anyone. What if the other party sells him out?
Qing Chen asked with concern, "He, how is your condition? Are you still able to fight?"
He Jinqiu shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, my combat power is unaffected. Rest assured, I will help you deal with anyone who dares to challenge your authority."
Qing Chen was relieved, which meant He Jinqiu still had some time: "Then we'll be colleagues from now on, please take care of me."
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The ship's barracks, which were originally the residence of slaves, have now been specially set up for experts to live in.
Each of the B-level masters was a small-time tycoon in the city, living in a large apartment in the city center. But here, they all became bunkmates, smelling each other's foot odor and armpit odor.
The seven members of the Crimson Blood Squad sat on the edge of the bed, communicating silently in sign language.
Elite combat personnel all know how to communicate in silence; this is an essential skill, especially for those who have been to the Forbidden Forest. They understand that not speaking carelessly is the first basic principle for survival.
However, compared to those experts who looked worried, the Crimson Blood Squad was overjoyed.
They originally thought they were being transferred to the Third Division to be cannon fodder and die, but now it seems that's not the case!
Yellow signifies: I thought we were being targeted, but now it seems all the top fighters at the outpost have been transferred to the 3rd Division's reconnaissance battalion. The 3rd Division can't possibly use over two hundred B-level fighters as cannon fodder, can they? Who would be willing to do that under pressure?
His dark expression softened slightly: "At first, I thought it was that butler who suddenly turned the tables and secretly manipulated things to transfer us here. But a friend just told me that the transfer of all two hundred-plus B-level experts to the Third Division was a clever move by Marquis Bolton. He was transferred to the Third Division as its commander because of his great achievements, and before leaving, he wanted to take all the B-level experts with him to do something big."
Blue eyes lit up: Doesn't that mean we have a chance to earn merit?
Green: I wonder how that steward is doing. He should be reporting to the Third Division with us, which will make it easier to kill him. I was worried that a C-rank wouldn't survive on the battlefield, but with us here, he's doomed.
Black sneered: Although it's different from the plan, I will definitely kill him if I meet him.
Green: He is a C-level, which should be considered a top expert in the military. Could he also be on this airship?
Black pondered: I'm not sure, but I didn't see him just now.
As he was gesturing, the dormitory door suddenly opened. The seven members of the Crimson Blood Squad turned around and were shocked to see the 'Butler' push the door open and enter, followed by a young man.
Green eyes lit up and couldn't help but say, "It's that butler. So he really is on this airship."
Looking at the black figure, he thought to himself, "This must be a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road."
He stood up and walked over, smiling broadly, and said, "I didn't expect that someone like the butler, a C-rank, could make it into this team?"
Qing Chen glanced around nonchalantly, without saying a word.
Instead of stepping forward as he had just said, He Jinqiu stood aside, waiting to see how this 'steward,' whose management skills had been praised by the Fifth Princess, would handle the current situation.
However, the next moment, the black figure walked up to Qing Chen, who then looked directly at He Jinqiu and said, "Hit him."
He Jinqiu raised an eyebrow. So-called management skills... are they really that simple and crude?
Black stood in front of Qing Chen and said coldly, "Let me be frank. It was I who transferred you to the Third Division. I'm sure you can guess that. So let's not bother with formalities. This time on the battlefield, it's either you or me who dies."
Qing Chenchao and He Jinqiu pouted: Hit him!
Isn't management skill simply about knowing people and assigning them to suitable positions? You're an A-level expert, and Boss Zheng says you have the potential to break through to demigod status at any time. With someone like that around, do you really need any management methods? Just reach a consensus with these people!
Boss He took a deep breath and slapped the black man's cheek with lightning speed.
With a sharp crack, the black figure fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, Boss He was still standing there, his right hand, which he had used to slap, hanging at his side, as if he had never moved.
Suddenly, Blackie's head lolled to the side, and his body crashed to the ground after being hit by a tremendous force, resulting in at least a moderate concussion.
The crisp sound came too suddenly, and Boss He's move was too fast. The experts present all recognized that this was a speed that only an A-level expert could possess!
Qing Chen thought to himself that he was being treated really well in the Western Continent, with the leaders of the Nine Provinces acting as his henchmen.
Fortunately, he hadn't revealed his true identity. As long as he kept quiet, Boss He would have to play along. If he had, Boss He might have given up the act...
At this moment, Qing Chen coldly looked at all the experts in the dormitory: "Everyone, that was just a small incident. Let's get to know each other again. I am Brian Kennedy, the chief steward of Marquis Bolton. From now on, I will be in charge of all the political affairs of the Third Division, as well as all your actions. Remember, in the Third Division, you only need to take orders from three people: the first is Her Highness the Fifth Princess, the second is Marquis Bolton, and the third is me."
Yellow, Green, Red and others stared blankly at Qing Chen, wondering how this guy had suddenly become Marquis Bolton's head butler.
Did the captain bribe the wrong person? Why did he end up buying this guy a position?
Now that this butler holds all the power, isn't the Crimson Blood Squad doomed to be wiped out?
The next moment, Qing Chen introduced with a smile: "This is He next to me, my personal bodyguard and assistant. We are both very easy to talk to. As long as you behave, nothing will happen."
After Qing Chen finished speaking, he turned and left with He Jinqiu. Huang and the others quickly helped Hei up from the ground and rubbed his temples.
"Captain, what do we do now?" Yellow asked in a low voice.
Black paused for a moment, then said menacingly, "There's no turning back now. Prepare the neurotoxin we extracted in the Forbidden Forest last time, capture him, and create the illusion that he has violated the rules."
As he spoke, his dark eyes drifted to the other side and exchanged glances with another group of people.
Those were also members of the Crimson Blood Squad, his black-clad comrades.
They arrived at the outpost with Lan Shan and his brother respectively, but were then transferred to the Third Division.
Fourteen B-level experts could easily kill a C-level expert on the battlefield.
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Inside the airship, Qing Chen and He Jinqiu were assigned to the same double dormitory room.
He Jinqiu sat on the soft bed and looked at Qing Chen: "Aren't you worried about your safety? The situation will inevitably be chaotic on the battlefield. You are only a C-level, so it's easy for them to launch a sneak attack."
Qing Chen smiled and said, "With you protecting me, I don't need to worry about anything. To be honest, this is the first time I've had a bodyguard as skilled as you, and I feel more at ease than ever before."
He Jinqiu suddenly asked, "Are you in the resistance? What is your status in the resistance?"
Qing Chen was taken aback. He hadn't expected Boss He to ask such a question. He smiled and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
I need to be careful what I say, lest Boss He uses me as a pledge of loyalty to the Fifth Princess and ask me to do him a favor...
Qing Chen looked at He Jinqiu and asked in return, "Are you a member of the resistance? What is your status in the resistance?"
He Jinqiu said with a smile, "I don't understand what you're saying either."
Just then, a soldier's voice came from outside the room: "The airship has arrived at the Third Division. Please come to the command room, the airship is preparing to land!"
Chapter 854, The Forbidden Forest! New Rules!
Countdown 36:00:00.
"Gentlemen, are there any problems with our cooperation?" The Fifth Princess sat in the command seat, looking down at Qing Chen and He Jinqiu.
Qing Chen said, "He is very cooperative with me. We just reorganized the reconnaissance battalion, which is crucial for protecting the Marquis."
The princess nodded. What worried her most was that He Jinqiu, relying on her strength, would no longer listen to the steward.
She thought for a moment, dismissed all her subordinates from the command room, and then said, "Although the butler is of low rank, you should not underestimate him. The fact that Bolton investigated corruption at the outpost and defended against the giants' attack was actually thanks to the butler."
"Oh?" He Jinqiu raised an eyebrow.
The princess continued, "In the investigation of the corruption case, he used swift and decisive methods to gather all the evidence overnight."
He Jinqiu: "What about the giant invasion?"
The princess laughed and said, "That's because he arranged the docking positions of the airships in advance, which gave the Class A airships a chance to take off. Moreover, he also captured those six giants alive."
Actually, the princess was also a little confused. The identity of this butler still seemed to be in doubt. If the butler was really a rebel, why didn't he reorganize the outpost? Wouldn't Bolton be dead by now?
Did I misunderstand him?
She was a little confused for the time being, but it didn't matter. She had already instructed He to keep a close eye on the housekeeper, and He would report the housekeeper's every move to her.
However, He Jinqiu's feelings were completely different from hers...
Because it was him who contacted Gale Thunder to raid Outpost 9 that night!
He Jinqiu originally intended to get close to the Fifth Princess, but the Fifth Princess arranged for him to assist Marquis Bolton. He didn't have much time to waste, so he hardened his heart and joined forces with the Giant Dynasty, intending to send Marquis Bolton to his death.
In this way, he could stay by the Fifth Princess's side and continue searching for what he wanted.
This surprise attack, which was supposed to be a sure thing, almost prevented Gale from returning to the Forbidden Forest!
At the time, He Jinqiu was a little puzzled as to who had ruined his plans.
Now, He Jinqiu has finally found the culprit!