Chapter 190
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Chapter 190: Title
In the spacious, sunlit corridor, Ye Linlang strode forward with her assistant Qiu Xu trailing behind.
A moment’s reflection revealed the nature of this meeting. How fortuitous – her rare visit coincided with the monthly administrative assembly.
Qiu Xu remained oblivious to his superior’s altered demeanor as he flipped open his folder. "The morning schedule includes our routine conference followed by your review of seventy-two regional reports from Zhejiang Province. This afternoon, you’re invited as guest speaker on the provincial extraordinary individuals’ live stream to comment on recent events…"
Even the work-hardened Ye Linlang’s eye twitched at the mention of reports. These were Ye Er’s responsibilities, not hers. Attending meetings on Ye Er’s behalf proved challenging enough – let the avatar handle her own paperwork. Being essentially the same person, she trusted Ye Er would embrace her duties with enthusiasm.
En route to the meeting room, Ye Linlang mentally reviewed her avatar’s recent activities. Following the initial Awakening of Spiritual Energy, Zhongxia had established the Special Bureau. After being recruited, Ye Linlang’s True Form had dutifully attended their training program.
Three grueling months later, she’d graduated – yet maintaining permanent Bureau membership would be as absurd as the Emperor of Heaven babysitting mortals or the God of Light taking Vatican City employment. Consulting her system, she’d eventually succeeded in splitting off a semi-permanent avatar – no simple feat despite divine capabilities.
Mythology abounded with examples: high-tier deities like Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara manifesting countless forms. Ye Er emerged as her solution – a splinter consciousness requiring meticulous cultivation.
As her powers grew, avatar creation became smoother. Currently capable of maintaining six avatars simultaneously, she refrained from such excess.
—Not quite schizophrenia, but close enough.
Assigned to Zhejiang’s fledgling Special Bureau branch post-training, Ye Er received full state benefits (including potential matchmaking services). Charged with maintaining low profile, the avatar dutifully produced analyses while remaining reclusive.
Though possessing half her creator’s suppressed power, Ye Er’s civilian role theoretically required minimal combat. Reality proved otherwise – personnel shortages thrust all practitioners into active service. During Zhejiang’s crisis management, her Tier One capabilities surfaced, earning promotion from deputy to Chief of Analysis through accumulated merits.
While headquarters remained fully staffed, ninety percent of regional leadership positions stood vacant nationwide.
(Thus limiting branch authority to Category C incidents – anything above required headquarters intervention.)
Catastrophes bred heroes. In these extraordinary times, competence trumped seniority – scarce Tier One practitioners couldn’t boast two years’ experience when the Awakening began barely twelve months prior.
Promotion brought material comforts – increased salary, housing subsidies – but exponentially multiplied workloads. As Analysis Department Chief, Ye Er now processed all municipal reports before final submission.
Blue Star’s constant turmoil permitted no respite. Only enhanced physiology prevented collapse from endless reports and crisis management. Worst of all, Ye Er couldn’t complain – every disaster bore her True Form’s fingerprints, however indirect.
She’d engineered her own shackles.
Arriving at the meeting room, Ye Linlang surveyed assembled managers – all deputy director level or higher, flanked by assistants. The absent director’s role fell to the Special Action Division’s ex-leader as deputy.
Twirling a pen, Ye Linlang mused: Had Ye Er not claimed Analysis Department, this deputy position might have been hers. Not that it mattered – outstanding disaster response performance would inevitably propel Ye Er upward regardless.
Monthly formalities unfolded predictably: departmental reports, future projections, then headquarters directives from the deputy. Ye Linlang delivered Ye Er’s characteristic concise remarks – the Analysis Department’s verbosity being universally dreaded.
Post-meeting, alone in the office, Ye Linlang scrolled through Ye Er’s phone. Previous visits only permitted log skimming; now she delved deeper.
Yunlang Weibo’s top trend – Global Spiritual Technique and Magic Exchange Conference. Her fingertip hovered before selecting the hashtag.
[The inaugural Heavenly Law Battleground event above the Pacific, jointly organized by Eastern/Western powers and Champion Jiang Nan, promises friendly international competition… Demon web-dependent wizards vow to deploy mysterious participants…]
Netizens buzzed about the conference. Heavenly Law Battleground… Ah yes – Jiang Nan. Collaborating with nations? Bold move.
Divining the circumstances nearly made her laugh aloud. The desperate Champion, hounded by Battleground systems threatening debtors’ exile to abyssal mines, had resorted to point-trading collaborations. Pathetic.
Jiang Nan’s plight amused her – daily harassment over unpaid interest, contemplating suicidal leaps to escape collection. His curses against her loan-sharking avatar meant nothing. Debt repayment remained sacrosanct; none had forced his borrowing.
This conference warranted observation. Should it disappoint the Battleground’s prestige… Well, she could always elevate the stakes personally.
