Everything in this world already had a price tag.
If Chu Fei wanted to gain a foothold in Arctic City and attain a higher social status, lying low definitely would not do. The best stepping stone was military merit.
As the saying went, heroes emerged in troubled times, while pedigree mattered in prosperous ones. Now that the entire Morning Star had been swept into war, military merit was instead an excellent opportunity. It could even be said that military merit was often the only path for ordinary people to change their fate.
Although Chu Fei was no longer exactly an ordinary person, among the web of relationships in Arctic City's upper circles, he was still from the grassroots, with an unstable foundation.
And honestly, a Cultivation Level of 12.0 was indeed a little low.
Some might say that Chu Fei possessed formidable combat power, but cultivation realms were like academic credentials—they were the first impression people had of you.
Oh, a Cultivation Level of 12.0? Sorry, we're hiring 14.0 here! You're still a little too green! What, you've killed a 14.0 cultivator? Holy shit, someone, throw him out! He's a dangerous element!
Reality was sometimes more absurd and rigid than fiction. Because reality had accountability mechanisms.
If someone approved letting a 12.0 take a position meant for a 14.0, it was fine if results came of it. But if something went wrong, hehe... You were the one who approved it, weren't you? Go on, give everyone an explanation!
So Chu Fei had two important tasks ahead of him: raise his cultivation level and earn military merit! His ultimate goal, of course, was to go home.
Only then could he truly stand among the uppermost ranks of Arctic City's pyramid, gaining more resources and greater freedom.
Just like those 14.0 individuals