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Boris noticed his arrival and turned to look at him.

In the silent world, Bashar could quietly hear his own tense and rapid breathing.

And there was the pounding of a heartbeat.

He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He wasn't a coward, but at midnight, in his own home, sat a man who was already dead.

You should know that Boris's head is frozen in his own refrigerator.

In addition, there are rumors today that Boris killed hundreds of officers, wiping out the entire Border Defense Army.

Bashar swallowed hard, his mouth agape, but not a single word came out.

"Good evening, Major Bashar."

Before Bashar could speak, Luo Chen waved his hand first.

Why aren't you saying anything? Are you not welcoming me?

As Luo Chen's teasing voice faded, Bashar finally crawled out of the abyss of fear.

Bashar, his back covered in cold sweat, demonstrated the survival skills that a qualified nobleman must possess.

That's flattery.

"I am overjoyed that you have come to visit me in person."

"I was excited just now."

"I didn't expect to see you again so soon. I'll go and make you some tea myself right away."

Luo Chen smiled and waved his hand:

"No need to be so polite with me."

"I have a tight schedule tonight. You've heard about the massacre of the Border Defense Army officers, haven't you?"

Bashar nodded. "I already know, you did it?"

Luo Chen's eyes shone brightly like stars, and he gently corrected the other person's statement:

"That was Boris's doing. The Empire wants Boris's head, so I came to you."

Bashar felt both bewildered and disgusted when he saw Boris say he wanted to Boris's head.

However, he restrained himself from the impulse.

When faced with the unknown, the less you know, the safer you are.

Regardless of who Boris is, as long as I don't know him or understand him, I can relax for a while longer.

Bashar didn't ask any further questions and personally went to retrieve the box containing Boris's head.

Luo Chen opened the box, cradled Boris's head in his hands, and after confirming it was correct, smiled and gave Bashar a thumbs-up.

"It's well preserved; it seems you put a lot of care into it."

"It's my duty to serve you." Bashar wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, afraid that Boris might take his head off if he was displeased.

After examining the head, Luo Chen casually asked while packing it into a box:

Do you want to live?

This question plunged Bashar into despair, and he immediately nodded:

"I want to live. I'll do anything you ask to keep me alive."

"Very good!" Luo Chen nodded in satisfaction and recounted what he had already discussed with Wendell:

"Get yourself a certificate of injury, retire to a less demanding position, and try to develop your career within the Military Police Bureau."

"Your current duties are now being handled by your adjutant."

Chapter 215 You should be grateful to be able to work for the Luo God.

"Thank you for sparing my life."

Bashar bowed slightly, giving Luo Chen a respectful aristocratic salute.

"May I ask how you should be addressed, sir? I suppose you won't be called Boris anymore?"

"Titles are just empty names," Luo Chen said calmly. "Everything I say and do is for the justice of Ursus."

"You can think of me as the embodiment of justice in the kingdom of Ursus."

"Just call me the Luo God River."

Luo Chen knew that he was an extremely mysterious figure in Bashar's eyes.

The more mysterious something is, the more terrifying it is.

Yin and Yang are mutually generative and relative.

Something utterly terrifying can also become a pursuit of faith.

If you give him a legitimate possibility, he will fill in the blanks in the right direction on his own.

An avatar of Ursus?

Bashar was sweating profusely.

He had initially thought the other party's identity might be kept secret, but he hadn't expected it to be this secretive.

This player's skill level has reached the level of the Ursus kingdom.

Those beings who can walk on this land in the name of gods are undoubtedly ancient monsters who have lived for countless thousands of years.

To have survived such a being is truly an act of extreme mercy.

"Your Excellency, Goddess of the Luo God River." Bashar hesitated for a moment, then finally mustered his courage and tentatively asked:

"What important matter are you planning in Ursus? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Bashar regretted it immediately after asking the question.

He knew he had spoken out of turn; whatever Lady Luo God wanted to do was beyond the understanding of someone as insignificant as him.

Little did anyone expect that the Luo God didn't care at all.

I told him directly:

"Ursus is sick now. I feel like my whole body is covered in maggots. This feeling is making me very uncomfortable."

"My purpose in coming out of seclusion this time is very simple."

"That means we need to properly treat Ursus's illness. I want Ursus to flourish and become great again."

This statement silenced Bashar.

To be precise, they dared not speak out.

Luo God's simple statement meant that tens of thousands of people would lose their heads.

If it weren't for the Goddess of the Luo God's mercy, I would surely have been among them.

After all, as a nobleman, who hasn't thought about making contributions to the country when they were young?

But the more you learn, the more you understand.

He discovered that the biggest drag on the country came from these nobles.

However, even after discovering this problem, there's no way to solve it.

After all, he's a nobleman.

Could I possibly commit suicide?

But today, everything has taken a turn for the better.

As long as I stand on Luo God's side, I will no longer be a parasite on this country.

Rather, it is the scalpel of the new era.

"Your Excellency Luo God." Although Bashar was not a nobleman with high emotional intelligence, he was moved when a powerful national figure extended an offer to him.

The action of reaching out to hug will still happen.

"I am willing to contribute my own strength to Ursus..."

"Please give me some guidance. What should I do next?"

Bashar is desperate to improve.

Of course, this is only one of the reasons.

More importantly, in this torrent of change, one either goes with the flow or is swept away by the flood.

He already knew that the terrifying being before him was Luo God, representing the interests of Ursus.

If I don't voluntarily board this ship, I'll be silenced sooner or later.

Luo Chen nodded:

"You're a conscientious person too. What are your connections in the Military Police Bureau?"

"My brother-in-law is the director of the Military Police Bureau... I can help you infiltrate the Military Police Bureau."

Bashar quickly said that he wanted to use this opportunity to do Luo God a favor.

Luo Chen raised his hand to interrupt him.

Help me with something?

Luo Chen didn't like the idea of owing someone a favor.

Now he needs Luo God to help him find a job to demonstrate his value, not to work for Luo God.

Luo Chen glanced at Bashar with slight displeasure, then his expression darkened.

"Major Bashar, watch your manner of speaking."

"There are plenty of people who want to contribute to Ursus. You're not working for Ursus; Ursus has given you an opportunity to do something."

Seeing that Luo God was angry, Bashar immediately shut his mouth and dared not utter a sound.

He lowered his head guiltily, realizing that his thinking was indeed wrong.

It is my honor to serve the Luo God; whether I can make progress is another matter.

A moment later.

Water droplets condensed on the box containing Boris's head.

Luo Chen wiped the water droplets from the box, slowly breaking the silence, his attitude softening as he did so:

"Cherish your opportunity. I don't care what methods you use, within five months, I want you to become a high-ranking officer in the Chernobog Police Department."

"Remember, you're not working for me, you're working for your own future."

"I hope you can weigh this carefully."

"Thank you for your guidance, sir."

Bashar wiped the cold sweat from his brow and bent down to follow behind Luo Chen.

"I was originally the head of the prison system, so I'm considered a high-ranking officer in the military and police, but as you know..."

"With the recent breaches of prisons and mines, the responsibility rests entirely on my shoulders."

"Although my brother-in-law is the director of the Military Police Bureau, the appointment of high-ranking officials in the Military Police Bureau needs to be discussed by the city council."

"I'm struggling to even protect myself... and the arrangements you've made for me..."

"No, that's not right. It's my own affairs that I might mess up. Could I ask the Luo God for some guidance?"

"I will definitely thank the Luo God for her guidance in the future."

Very good, that's progress.

Now, not only do they not want favors, they're actually starting to owe them favors.