After looking over the benefits offered by the Special Affairs Administration, Chen Mo curled his lip. He truly found some of those benefits beneath his notice! After all, he was not some Half-step Bao Dan martial artist from the Martial Arts World, but a cultivator—a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.
As for the pills, some would be useful and some would not, but there was no reason to refuse free things, so it did not matter. Besides, even if he did not need them himself, he could give them to others.
For example, his friends could use pills for healing or cultivation. He could also exchange Xiantian Realm cultivation pills for Houtian cultivation pills, which would at least double the quantity. The Special Affairs Administration would be more than happy to make that exchange. After all, refining Xiantian pills and Houtian pills were completely different matters. Whether it was the medicinal materials or the people refining them, neither was the same.
As for the other terms listed, they were much more ordinary. For instance, he could use special transportation in emergencies and have local troops assigned to cooperate with him. There were many such conveniences.
Of course, rights came with obligations. The foremost duty of a Half-step Bao Dan was to oversee the Special Affairs Administration and act when a crisis arose that could not be resolved. However, even that was not compulsory; he could refuse.
There were only two Half-step Bao Dan masters in the entire country, so naturally, those at the pinnacle of combat power were entitled to a certain status. As long as they served as overseers, they could enjoy many conveniences.
After looking it over, Chen Mo signed his name on the document, signifying his acceptance of the benefits. Li Puhe took back the paper, placed it