Don't Interrupt My Immortal Cultivation

As soon as Lin Wen returned to his room, he witnessed a miraculous scene.

Twenty people were in the room. On the left were ladies dressed in revealing or flamboyant outfits, and on the right were gentlemen showing off their muscular or slender arms. All of them were kneeling on the ground, attentively listening to the lecture in front.

"So, when excessively long data is copied to a small buffer, it causes the data to exceed the buffer, leading to the destruction of other data in the buffer, resulting in a stack overflow, which then causes the occurrence of vulnerabilities..."

Lin Wen could swear that none of the twenty people in front of him understood a single word he said. However, that didn't stop them from putting on an impressive act of pretending to understand.

They would occasionally frown or relax, nod or ponder, like the most diligent model students in a classroom.

The lecturer was animated and eloquent, seemingly enjoying the opportunity to showcase his talents.

"Enough."

Lin Wen immediately put an end to their performance.

"You may leave."

The gentlemen and ladies bowed neatly and filed out. The moment they stepped out of the room, their faces were filled with relief.

They had expected a wild party, but instead, they had attended an unusual lecture on internet knowledge.

Indeed, the world is full of surprises.

Fortunately, they were seasoned performers. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to meet the customers' demands, which could damage the reputation of the Captain's hotel.

However, Lin Wen noticed that a few of them had thoughtful expressions on their faces as they left, as if they had genuinely learned something.

The lecturer looked slightly uneasy, but Lin Wen didn't say anything. He simply said:

"Go rest. Tomorrow, you'll accompany me to a meeting. Memorize the file numbers and locations in the black suitcase tonight. When I ask for them tomorrow, hand them to me quickly. Understand? Don't ruin my momentum."

The lecturer nodded vigorously, clutching the black suitcase.

"Also, you now have another identity as a member of the Dragon Group, codenamed 'Worker'. If anyone asks, that's how you respond. But don't reveal any other information, like when and where you joined the Dragon Group."

The lecturer nodded again.

The next day.

As the first ray of morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into Lin Wen's luxurious bedroom, he woke up immediately, feeling somewhat unwell.

The room lacked any aura of cultivation, causing his primordial spirit to only recover to 99%.

Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lin Wen saw a bustling cityscape. Beneath the skyscrapers, cars flowed like rivers, and people surged like tides. At the bus stop, a large number of white-collar workers were jostling to board the bus, giving Lin Wen the illusion that he had traveled back in time.

No, no, no, no.

Such a nightmare must not happen.

Today was the start of the joint meeting of the Thirteen Prefectures. After quickly freshening up, Lin Wen found the lecturer waiting outside, looking as if he had barely slept the night before.

"Let's go!"

Lin Wen said a single word and walked out the door, with the lecturer following closely behind, clutching the black suitcase.

On the way, he encountered all the officials from East Qin Prefecture, but they all ignored him, and Lin Wen ignored them in return. The two groups acted as if they didn't know each other, one group boarding a bus and the other a private car.

The joint meeting was held at the Sea-Sky Convention Hall three kilometers away.

The road from Captain Kuku's Hotel to the Sea-Sky Convention Hall had been completely cordoned off. The road was clean and unobstructed, and it only took Lin Wen five minutes to reach his destination.

The Sea-Sky Convention Hall was shaped like a halved football field, with the podium in the middle of the half-field and the officials seated in the terraced audience stands.

Each official had a strictly designated area here, and the size and location of the area signified their rank.

Lin Wen's seat was towards the front in the middle, with three seats on either side reserved for him, indicating that his rank was towards the front in the middle of the joint meeting of the Thirteen Prefectures.

Those seated behind him were mostly deputy sheriffs and powerless ministers.

The lecturer sat next to Lin Wen, barely daring to breathe. The numerous officials and the solemn atmosphere of the venue were oppressive.

He saw the high-ranking officials from the Spiritual Capital of Yaojing, who used to be untouchable, taking their seats behind him, which made him feel like he had a thorn in his back and he was restless.

Even Chang Sheng, the mayor of Yaojing Spiritual Capital, a "god" whom he couldn't even look up to in the past, who was invisible behind five layers of guards during public visits and could only be admired on TV, was sitting not far in front of him. When Chang Sheng noticed him staring, he even nodded slightly.

For the first time, the lecturer realized that being a sheriff seemed to be a high-ranking position.

The venue quickly filled up, with everyone strictly adhering to their designated areas, remaining still. A terrifying silence hung over the venue.

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Before long, the governors made their entrance. They entered from the back of the convention hall, which was different from the local officials. They were all dressed in solemn governor uniforms, with the emblem of a lion king in full bloom on the front and the imperial emblem on the back.

Thirteen people in total, all seated below the main stage at the very front.

Lin Wen saw Sheng Huaixuan in the middle of the thirteen people. He sat motionless in his seat, seemingly gathering his energy.

Then, the elders made their entrance.

The entire audience suddenly stood up, and the enthusiastic applause echoed through the hall in the blink of an eye. Lin Wen was a step late, but he quickly stood up and clapped a few times, simultaneously activating the "Aura Perception" and looking towards the stage.

Four elderly men slowly walked out from behind the curtain, all of them dressed in long robes of gold and red, holding golden scepters, each of which was inlaid with a huge ruby.

"Aura Perception" was completely ineffective, there was not a trace of aura on the four old men.

This indicated that they were extremely cunning and emotionally restrained individuals. With Lin Wen's current cultivation level, he couldn't perceive their thoughts, beliefs, and everything that constituted their fundamental aura from the depths of their souls.

Lin Wen was slightly disappointed. It was a pity that there was no spiritual energy in this world, he couldn't cultivate. If he couldn't see it now, he wouldn't be able to see it in the future.

However, if he had the chance, he could try to use "No Colorful Phoenix in Body" to discern whether the elders were completely dark.

But such opportunities were rare. The moment Lin Wen stepped into the venue, he noticed that the entire place was tightly guarded, with a large number of powerful individuals patrolling the entire venue. Whenever their gaze swept over him, it would trigger the alarm of "No Colorful Phoenix in Body".

This was a substantial threat.

His previous battle with Lai Juncheng had shown that he had limits. He could dodge bullets, but it was hard to avoid powerful bombs or shells. He could withstand ordinary gunfire, but not intense explosions.

Moreover, according to post-event calculations, he could only cast spells of about 500 good deeds before reaching his limit. Any further forced spell casting would be too much for a mortal's mind to bear.

His greatest advantage was the unknown and concealment. The enemy didn't know how many tricks he had up his sleeve, what kind of abilities he would unleash. His physical strength was not his greatest advantage.

If he were placed directly on the front line of a battlefield, he wouldn't be able to withstand a modern brigade, or a large number of grey-clothed troops.

The "Thunder Flame Spell", a spell of great power, could only be cast a few times. Unless the enemy was foolish enough to huddle together, it would be difficult to annihilate them in one fell swoop.

Even if he could cast it indefinitely, he didn't have that many good deeds.

Even if he did, he wouldn't want to waste them.

If the majority of the enemy troops were just ordinary people, he wouldn't even be able to make a move, he could only run away.

Therefore, he needed to use his brain more, and make the most of the advantages he had that ordinary people didn't. Many things that worldly leaders dreamt of, he could easily achieve.

This was the real key to victory.