"Colonel Jia, this is Chen Shouyi. My parents are all right, aren't they?"
After finishing his call with Bai Xiaoling, Chen Shouyi called the military post across from his parents' shop.
"C-Chief Chen, don't worry. Your parents are both fine. Once the all-clear sounded, they came out of the air-raid shelter."
Relieved that his parents were safe, Chen Shouyi thanked him and hung up.
"Chief Chen, how about I go over and guard them right now?" Carl hurriedly offered.
"No need. They're perfectly safe now. Let's keep talking!" Chen Shouyi thought for a moment, then said, "About your compensation... A salary of ten million a year, plus a monthly allowance of a hundred jin of True God Meat. It's of Medium Divine Power. What do you think?"
"You're far too generous. I'm very satisfied, Chief Chen!" Carl said excitedly. His breathing even quickened.
Ten million a year wasn't much for a legend—if anything, it was pitifully little. Just his annual state stipend in Great Xia Nation amounted to thirty million, and he could get even more by going to some small country. But the important part came after that.
A hundred jin of True God Meat with Medium Divine Power every month was enough to drive any legend wild.
Although Great Xia Nation also gave legends an allowance—fifty jin of "meat scraps" with Weak Divine Power every month—he'd heard that legends in the military received a larger allowance. He didn't know exactly how much or what quality it was.
But he was sure it couldn't be this generous.
This was True God Meat with Medium Divine Power. Compared to the more common Weak Divine Power and Lesser Divine Power, most legends had never even seen it.
A hundred jin would likely leave him with quite a bit each month after