Lantern Sister is still very capable.

Chapter 70 Inspection

The affairs of the alien alliance were temporarily out of Chu Deng's reach. After stirring up a storm on the forum that night, Chu Deng then abandoned the forum, leaving many people who wanted to find Chi Yu anxious and frustrated, but they had no news of this guy at all.

After carrying the soundly sleeping Jin Xiaoyue back to the dormitory, Chu Deng piled the level-one crystal cores of various elements that he had obtained from Old Man's Teahouse on his bed, sat cross-legged and counted his debts, and finally pinched the level-four gold element crystal core and looked at it.

Chu Deng's next priority is to help Jin Xiaoyue awaken her powers, and also to observe whether there are any promising potential superhumans at Haishi No. 1 High School.

When she was ten years old, she got involved in the Fire Butterfly incident and, through the Fire Butterfly's influence, roughly learned about the organizational structure of the Sea City Superpower Base.

I heard that the highest-ranking leader of a city's superhuman base is the "director." The base's full name is the Special Office, hence the title "director." The director is usually a level four superhuman. Next are the squad leaders of the action department, a position that can only be held by level three superhumans. Each squad leader has four team members, and each team member is randomly assigned ten low-level superhumans that they are responsible for observing regularly.

In this interconnected system, each superhuman cannot exist in isolation; they are responsible for multiple individuals. If a subordinate gets into trouble, the superior is also held accountable, creating a system of joint liability.

The fact that the highest-ranking leader of the Haishi base is only a "section chief" clearly shows the wary attitude of those with superpowers.

Chu Deng heard that when Fire Butterfly was at the base, she had to attend psychology classes every day and write a report on her thoughts to her superiors every week.

Chu Deng's explanation is understandable.

After all, superhumans are essentially weapons, and superhuman bases are like armories, with weapons constantly coming and going. It's essential to keep meticulous records of everything entering and leaving the armory; if even one weapon is missing, it would be a disaster for ordinary people. The weapons also need regular maintenance. If a part breaks and the weapon accidentally discharges, it's fine if it explodes inside the armory, but if it explodes outside, it would be a catastrophe.

While the authorities are strict in their actions, they are quite lenient towards those with superpowers in other aspects.

Those with ambition can join the military, utilize their superpowers, and receive rewards for killing exotic plants and beasts. The mission bonuses and benefits are top-notch, and there is a pension for those who sacrifice their lives. Their families and descendants are supported by the state. Those who want to relax can join the city-level base, where various departments are also short-staffed. Once you join, you will receive civil servant benefits, working from nine to five with weekends off. There is no clocking in, but action reports are required. You can do things when there is work to do, and when there is nothing to do, you can go home to your wife and children and live a warm life.

Even if you can't get ahead, there are ways. You can start by doing clerical work in the base, and your monthly salary can be exchanged through the military's system. You can also try to get some crystal cores from time to time, or register and think about how to make your superpowers work in daily life. If you're not good at combat, using your superpowers for daily life is also a way to make money.

Here are a few typical examples. There are high-level wood-type ability users who focus on cultivating rare plants, with the government protecting them. They are also invited to help with research from time to time. They earn money and have a high social status. They have both substance and face. These people are too busy enjoying life to think about being antisocial.

There are also low-level ice-type ability users who make ice sculptures or sell cold drinks. Although their abilities are weak, the ice is all-natural and free. With a little skill, they can run a small business and make money without any initial investment. Over time, they accumulate their own savings.

Of course, it's not that being a civil servant at the base means being poor. It's just that some married men who want to save up some money on the side can do so by reporting to their superiors and getting it approved.

Liang Wufan, who makes a living by selling cold drinks, knows this trick well. He hands over all his wages from the base to his wife. After work, he sets up a stall, selling cold drinks and popsicles in the summer and ice sculptures in the winter. In less than a year, he saved up enough for a low-altitude motorcycle and is now working hard to support his old car by setting up a stall.

The main reason is that Liang Wufan's home is far from the base, and ground transportation often involves rush hour traffic. Low-altitude motorcycles are cool and stylish, and they also allow him, an ice-type, to experience the joy of flying in the sky. Ever since he rode one, he has never been able to put it down.

Unfortunately, the cost of using the skyrail is not low, as the anti-gravity system is constantly in operation, resulting in high maintenance costs, which naturally requires users to pay more. The low-altitude motorcycle is mainly powered by a hybrid electromechanical system, starting with electricity and accelerating in the air using fuel-powered propulsion. With fuel prices so high, it's truly rare for Liang Wufan to use the low-altitude motorcycle twice a day as his mode of transportation. The money he earns from setting up a street stall after get off work is only enough to cover his transportation costs.

Returning to the topic, Chu Deng glanced at the date on her personal terminal.

3 month 19 number.

There are still some days until the first round of intensive training and testing on April 1st.

Chu Deng fiddled with the crystal cores on the quilt a few times, then put them away in the box her father had given her. She needed to hurry up and help Jin Xiaoyue master the Awakening Body Technique. The next few days would be filled with special training every night.

Thinking this, Chu Deng glanced at Jin Xiaoyue, who was sleeping soundly.

The poor child, unaware of the grueling training his friend had arranged for him, drifted off into a deep sleep.

After a night, Jin Xiaoyue, still half asleep, got up and washed up before remembering that she had gone out with Chu Deng last night, but she had forgotten how she got back.

She was planning to talk to Chu Deng during morning reading time, to ask about last night, and wondering if she should sneak out to play again tonight.

Then, we heard the homeroom teacher, Zhang Yijing, clap her hands, signaling the students who were reading aloud to quiet down so she could announce something.

"We'll do a physical exam together. Our class and Class 2 will go together. Everyone will line up in the training camp teams and go to the playground. After the exam, we'll go straight to breakfast. The first class will be held as usual."

After Zhang Yijing finished speaking, she went out to wait for her students. The students in her class also went out to line up, and some of them who did not want to waste study time even brought booklets.

Chu Deng didn't take anything, and Jin Xiaoyue followed her empty-handed. While queuing, Jin Xiaoyue took Chu Deng's arm and whispered, "Dengdeng, are we going again tonight?"

Chu Deng was thinking about the physical examination when she casually replied, "I'm not going there. I have other activities. Change into some clothes that are easy to move in."

Jin Xiaoyue felt relieved. No matter what they did, she just liked being with Chu Deng.

The two then started talking about other topics, and Meng Qiuhe, who was standing next to them, whispered to his good friend.

"Tell me, what did Chu Deng eat to grow up like this? She goes to class during the day and trains at night, and she's still so energetic all the time... I'm so sleepy!" Meng Qiuhe sighed, but because the person he was discussing was in the same row as him, he spoke close to Pei Hanxing.

Pei Hanxing stepped aside to avoid Meng Qiuhe and reminded him, "The teacher is watching." Then she stared at the booklet in her hand and read it silently.

Meng Qiuhe quickly stood up straight, looking very serious, and quietly read his "High-Scoring Essay Writing Guide".

The homeroom teacher of Class 2 made all the students in his class line up with booklets, saying that not a single minute could be wasted.

When I left Class Two just now, I saw that Pei Hanxing's hands were empty.

He even lent Pei Hanxing a book and gave it to him, earnestly telling Pei Hanxing to study hard and try to defeat Chu Deng.

Pei Hanxing didn't say anything, took it, and went out.

Meng Qiuhe was standing next to Pei Hanxing at the time. Hearing what the teacher said, he immediately laughed and said, "Old Zhao, it's not that my Xingzi doesn't want to win, but Chu Deng is just too strong! Why don't you bring Chu Deng back to Class Two to share his learning experience, so that the people in Class Two can learn from him!"

Zhao Lesheng glared at Meng Qiuhe, who was his class representative. He felt that Meng Qiuhe was boosting the morale of others and diminishing his own. So Zhao Lesheng grabbed Meng Qiuhe and flicked him on the head a few times.

Meng Qiuhe's forehead turned red from being flicked, but he laughed heartily. Only when he saw that Lao Zhao was really angry did he beg for mercy and tuck his tail between his legs into the group.