"Jiang Li."
Yang Hui came to the courtyard of Jiangnan Pavilion and called out, "You've really given me a headache. After dealing with your weapons and equipment, it totaled 57.87 billion."
"Wow, that much?"
Hearing the number, Zhao Ruo's eyes immediately lit up, and she chuckled, "Jiang Li, you have to treat your senior brothers and sisters to a good meal."
"Later."
"Teacher Yang, just transfer a round number to me."
Jiang Li, counting the 24 billion Luo Feng transferred, barely had enough to buy the complete set of World Destruction gun techniques.
"A round number?"
"No way, I don't need seventy-eight billion even for a runner's fee!"
Yang Hui immediately refused. He'd been working hard for days.
And him, a dignified God of War, a special envoy from the Martial Arts Association, a teacher at the Elite Training Camp, was haggling with someone.
After all, Jiang Li's stuff was second-hand, and even with two SS-grade pieces of equipment, they wouldn't fetch a high price.
But seventy-eight billion was indeed too much.
He thought about it. A normal God of War only earned about ten billion a year.
Yang Hui felt undeserving!
"Um..."
Jiang Li was stunned, confused. "Shouldn't the amount be rounded to the nearest billion?"
Zhao Ruo: "(OxO)?!"
"What?"
Yang Hui's face immediately fell. So, your errand fee was 70 million?
Beep.
After completing the transfer, Yang Hui left Jiangnan Pavilion looking dejected.
As soon as he walked out the door, Yang Hui's communicator rang. He looked at the caller ID.
Yang Hui's expression suddenly changed: "Inspector Wang."
"Yang Hui, go and bring Jiang Li to me."
"Yes."
Yang Hui replied in a row.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Hui turned and walked back into Jiangnan Pavilion.
"Teacher Yang?"
Jiang Li looked up and saw Yang Hui returning. He understood he'd been a bit excessive.
Those weapons and combat suits were ultimately second-hand. Yang Hui must have put in a lot of effort to get them sold at this price.
'Beep.'
'You have received a transfer of 100 million Hanxia Currency from Jiang Li.'
"I…"
Yang Hui was at a loss for words, a mix of emotions on his face.
"Teacher Yang, you deserve it."
Jiang Li said seriously, while Zhao Ruo, who was next to him, covered her stomach and tried to stifle a laugh.
"Jiang Li, thanks!"
Yang Hui's words were almost gritted out.
"Hoo!"
After Yang Hui exhaled a long breath, he said solemnly, "Jiang Li, Inspector Wang wants to see you."
"Inspector Wang?" Zhao Ruo was startled at first, and stared at Jiang Li with wide, beautiful eyes.
Inspector Wang was in charge of the Elite Training Camp. She hadn't seen him many times during her stay, let alone been summoned individually.
"Okay."
Jiang Li nodded slightly.
Jiang Li followed Yang Hui through the training camp buildings and arrived outside a quiet villa. An old man was already waiting there.
"Teacher Yang Hui, Inspector Wang is waiting for you and Student Jiang Li inside."
The old man smiled and gestured for them to enter.
After entering the villa.
"It's Xiao Yang!"
A woman with the air of a noblewoman waved to Yang Hui. "Old Wang is in the living room upstairs. Just let the student called Jiang Li go up himself."
"Jiang Li, go up yourself!"
Yang Hui gave some instructions and then went to the living room on the first floor to chat with the noblewoman.
Second floor.
The door to the meeting room was open.
Jiang Li walked into the meeting room and saw a lean man sitting cross-legged in front of the tea table, looking to be about forty years old.
At this moment, he closed his eyes, as if knowing that Jiang Li had arrived, and suddenly opened them.
With a single glance, an invisible pressure instantly bore down on Jiang Li.
"Jiang Li greets the Inspector."
The pressure came like a strong wind, but Jiang Li was like a great mountain, standing firm.
"Hmm, as expected of the Invincible God of War, your mental strength has surpassed that of a high-level war god!"
Inspector Wang smiled, and after a word of praise, pointed at the coffee table. "Take a close look at this contract. If there are no issues, sign it!"
Jiang Li picked up the contract, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Unlike the previous warrior contracts, this was actually a contract for an Inspector of Limit Martial Arts Association!
"An annual salary of thirty billion?"
"Choose any three sets of secret manuals?"
"A complete set of SS-grade combat suit and weapons?"
After reading the contract, Jiang Li found the rewards to be quite generous.
"What are the requirements?"
Jiang Li finished reading the contract, but it didn't mention any specific requirements.
"This contract was drafted personally by the association's head."
Inspector Wang smiled slightly. "Since there are no requirements mentioned, then there are no other demands. Of course, the position takes effect after you surpass the level of a War God."
"Are you willing to sign?"
"I think no one can refuse."
Jiang Li picked up the pen prepared on the tea table and signed his name with a flourish.
This couldn't even be called a contract. The position of Inspector was, in the eyes of outsiders, a symbol of power and status. But for Jiang Li, it was essentially without any conditions.
Surpassing the War God level wasn't a problem for him at all.
"Sign this one, keep one for yourself, and the other will be kept by the martial arts association."
Inspector Wang handed over an identical contract. "The funds will be deposited into your warrior account annually. You can log in to Limit Home to choose your techniques, weapons, and combat suit..."
"Any other questions?"
Jiang Li shook his head.
After signing the contract, Jiang Li was undoubtedly one of the most core members of the Limit Martial Arts Association.
\n\n
Back at Jiangnan Pavilion.
Jiang Li opened his laptop and logged into Limit Home, only to find that the new mail indicator was at 99+.
He took a quick look; ninety-nine percent of them were invitation emails.
"Heh, I didn't expect the Polynas Family to send me an invitation email too!"
Jiang Li chuckled when he saw the subject line from the Polynas Family.
But it made sense when he thought about it.
Big families prioritized collective interests; personal loves, hates, and emotions were worthless in the face of family gains!
"A set of SS-grade combat suit, a SS-grade Blood Shadow Battleblade, hmm?"
"Contract configuration: a set of combat suit, and all the weapons..."
"Ninety-nine SS-grade Blood Shadow Battle Swords!"
Jiang Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately maxed out the plus sign.
"Purchase successful!"
"Please verify fingerprint."
"Deduction successful!"
Jiang Li looked at the display, which showed the successful deduction, and couldn't help but sigh, "Truly loaded!"
You know.
An SS-rank weapon, even at half price, costs 60 billion.
Jiang Li's actions this time cost him, just for the weapons… 6 trillion!
The most expensive Inspector in history was born!
Limit Martial Arts Association Headquarters.
Seeing the information the Limit Martial Arts Association's head brought up, Liu He, one of the five Inspectors, was also dumbfounded.
"Ninety-nine SS-grade Blood Shadow Battle Swords?"
"Is this Jiang Li planning to open an armory?"
Virtual space.
Round table meeting.
The highest-level meeting, which usually only happened twice a year, was happening for the second time this month! And both times were for the same person.
"Everyone, I solemnly reiterate, this contract was drafted by the Association Master himself!"
"I'll reiterate this one more time: what Jiang Li wants is ninety-nine SS-grade Blood Shadow Battle Swords."
Inspector Liu's tone wasn't calm; it was almost a gritted teeth.
"He's a Spiritualist; needing a lot of weapons is normal."
Inspector Wang voiced his opinion.
"If he can even use them..."
Another, Inspector Zhu, spoke up: "I have no objections."
"Even a God of War like Phantom Demon Kalan can only control twenty-four flying knives at once!"
The black Inspector, Vladimir, said coldly.
"Vladimir, I think Kalan is not as good as Jiang Li!"
"Since the three Inspectors have no objections, give it to him?!"
"Give it to him!"
Elite Training Camp, Jiangnan Pavilion.
Because the Elite Training Camp was near the Limit Martial Arts Association headquarters, the weapons and combat suit Jiang Li ordered arrived an hour after the round table meeting.
Then, there was… a large box.
The box was made of a mixed metal, 1.6 meters long, 1.4 meters wide, and 1.4 meters high. It was also specifically equipped with two belt-like devices.
It seemed to be for easy carrying.