I might have been playing a fake cultivation game.

Chapter 115 Act with Conscience

Chapter 115 Act with Conscience

"Hello, Mom," Zhou Yunshen said as he answered the phone.

Liu Huizhen's voice came through the phone: "Um—Yun Shen, are you busy with work? I'm calling you now, will it interfere with your work?"

Whether it was his imagination or not, Zhou Yunshen felt that there seemed to be a sense of caution in his mother's voice.

Zhou Yunshen said, "It won't delay you, what's wrong?"

The voice belonged to Liu Huizhen, the mother: "It's nothing, it's just that someone from the county came to our house today, and it was the county magistrate. He brought your certificate of honor—"

Zhou's mother recounted the events in detail.

Zhou Yunshen listened attentively, a strange expression on his face.

He never expected the government to pull this stunt.

With such a grand fuss, even the county's top officials have been invited. My parents probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Zhou's mother continued, "Yun Shen, to be honest, when these people rushed into the shop, I thought you had gotten into trouble outside and they were investigating you. After all, you transferred so much money to me the other day, and I've been feeling uneasy about it—"

Zhou Yunshen said with a smile, "Mom, what are you thinking? If I have a problem and the government wants to investigate me, only police officers will come, or plainclothes officers. There won't be so many people here."

The voice that belonged to Zhou's mother chuckled, "I was just too nervous at the time to think about anything else."

"Um—Yun Shen, what exactly are you doing right now?"

Before Zhou Yunshen could even reply, his father's voice rang out: "You tigress! Don't ask questions you shouldn't! The county magistrate said before that this is a secret! A state secret!"

"Okay, I won't ask, I won't ask," Zhou's mother quickly said.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunshen thought to himself: Alright, there's no need for explanation now. The word "confidential" is enough to cover it up. The government's involvement is really effective.

"Dad, you're here too," Zhou Yunshen said with a smile.

"Yes, Yun Shen, you—you must work hard over there, listen to your superiors, and serve your country well," said Zhou's father.

"Okay, Dad." Zhou Yunshen felt a little amused and exasperated, but he still agreed.

The father's voice continued, "Your mother and I are in good health, so don't worry about us. Just focus on your work."

"Okay, Dad," Zhou Yunshen said. "You can spend the money I send you as you please. Don't worry about saving it for me. I have plenty of money. My salary is very high. You shouldn't keep that convenience store anymore. It doesn't make much money, and someone has to watch over it all day. Most of the money you earn goes to the landlord. You two can go on a trip. While you're still young, go and see the beautiful landscapes of our country."

Father Zhou: "Haha, you don't need to worry about my and your mother's affairs. Hmm—I'll listen to you. After the New Year, when the lease expires, we'll close this shop."

"Okay, sure." Zhou Yunshen couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"Um—son, you're working now, with a contract job—" Zhou's mother's voice came from the phone.

Zhou Yunshen remained silent for a while.

This is the mindset of our parents' generation, and it's also the prevailing attitude in the county town; having a government job represents respectability.

Take blind dates for example. In his small county, a government-affiliated employee earning 5,000 yuan a month is more sought after than someone without a government-affiliated job earning a million yuan a year.

Zhou Yunshen hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mom, have you ever seen anyone who doesn't have a formal job offer such a high salary and bonuses?"

He lied.

He's just an ordinary person, there's no need for fabrication.

He said that simply because he didn't want to disappoint his parents and wanted to make them happy.

Soon, the father's hearty laughter came through the phone: "Good, good, good! My Zhou family can finally enjoy government jobs. This is truly a stroke of good luck!"

"Son, you must work hard and contribute more to the country."

"Yes, I know, Dad," Zhou Yunshen replied.

"Also, you must have a conscience and be an upright person. Don't do things you shouldn't do, understand?" It was Zhou's father's voice, earnestly teaching him.

"I know, Dad," Zhou Yunshen replied.

From a young age, his parents taught him to have a conscience and to know what he could and shouldn't do. It was under their influence that he developed his current personality.

"Okay, then you go ahead with your work. Your mother and I won't bother you any longer," said Zhou's father.

"Okay, you and Mom need to remember to take good care of yourselves," Zhou Yunshen said.

"Don't worry, your mother and I aren't old yet, we can take good care of ourselves," Zhou's father said with a hearty laugh.

After ending the call with her parents, Zhou Yun took a deep breath.

"The National Special Contribution Award—" Zhou Yunshen murmured to himself.

He vaguely understood the government's intentions behind this action.

Time passed day by day.

The Burning Sky Squad's second operation was not so lucky, and they returned empty-handed.

This is actually normal.

After all, Fengdu City is so large, and there were only ten Yin Marshals in total, and now there are only eight left.

Killing Yin Shuai really depends on luck.

Such operations to hunt down Yin Shuai usually end in failure.

On this morning in the Xuan Yuan Realm, Zhou Yun Shen, as usual, was cultivating in the mountains outside Lu Chuan Prefecture with his little black tiger.

This self-cultivation really works.

Zhou Yunshen could clearly feel that his strength was steadily improving little by little through this self-cultivation.

While he was cultivating, the little black tiger would squat not far away and watch, its eyes sparkling.

At first, the little black tiger showed more fear than anything else.

But as time went by, the little black tiger's fear of him lessened, while its affection and attachment to him grew stronger day by day.

This monster is growing incredibly fast; in just a few days, the little black tiger has already grown several small tiger teeth.

Around noon, Zhou Yunshen sat on a rock to rest, holding a spirit stone in his hand and absorbing its spiritual energy.

The little black tiger came running over excitedly and gently rubbed its fluffy head against Zhou Yun Shen's trouser leg.

"Awoo." The little black tiger cried out, its voice as soft as a cat's meow.

Zhou Yunshen reached out and gently stroked the little black tiger's fluffy head. Then he took out a plate of stewed pork belly from his storage ring and placed it on the rocks next to him.

The little black tiger immediately leaped onto the rock and began to eat heartily.

It eats a lot, consuming meat several times its own body weight every day, which would be unbelievable in the real world.

But this is the Xuan Yuan World, and this is a demonic beast, so everything seems quite reasonable.

Zhou Yunshen smiled as he watched the little black tiger eat meat, and said, "Do you want to cultivate? Do you want to become as powerful as me?"

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