Chapter 317

The two walked one behind the other out of the dining room, following the green stone corridor deeper into the courtyard. A gentle breeze passed through the leaves, quiet and serene.

After walking over a hundred meters, they reached a standalone tea room.

The interior was equally simple: one table, four chairs, a clean tea stand, soft lighting.

After sitting down, the old man skipped all preliminaries and spoke directly: "Little Qin, your contribution in this matter was immense. Given your status, after deliberation, we've reached today's decision—but whether you accept it ultimately depends on your own opinion."

As he spoke, the old man reached beside the table and pulled out a dark brown official document bag.

The bag's seal was intact, stamped with a bright red seal. Qin Yun's gaze flickered over it, recognized the characters on the seal, and his heart gave a slight leap—it was the ** Department's official seal.

The old man pushed the bag toward Qin Yun and smiled faintly: "This document was granted to you as a special exception, based on your achievements and personal abilities, after dedicated approval. Take a look."

Qin Yun's gaze grave, he slowly opened the sealed bag in front of the old man and removed three items.

The first was a document, its top bearing a bright red official stamp: ** Department. The body of the text made his scalp prickle.

【Special Appointment of Comrade Qin Yun as External Field Consultant of the ** Department】

The document also clearly noted: no official post, no fixed duty hours, no affiliation with any unit, no subordination to local authorities. During the term, a dedicated liaison officer would be assigned; his daily movements would be entirely free. His personal benefits, medical coverage, and talent allowances would all follow the standard for a Level-Positive Official, funded by a state special budget, valid for life.

Each line of text made Qin Yun grimace.

"So I've officially eaten state grain—and without being bound by the system."

The old man smiled as he waited for him to finish: "If you agree, your consultant status is official. Of course, you may refuse—it's a thankless job, after all, and burdensome for you personally."

Qin Yun quickly said: "I'm willing—to serve the nation…"

Before he finished, the old man waved a hand to cut him off: "No need to burden yourself with responsibility. The rights of this consultant role are negligible. We gave you this title simply to make future coordination easier. Honestly, I hope we never need to use you at all."

Qin Yun understood. This appointment letter gave him an official identity, but its authority was severely limited. Still, in the future, he might be called upon for missions. Put bluntly, to an ordinary person, this letter felt less like a reward and more like a constraint.

But Qin Yun didn't see it that way. If his abilities could help the nation in times of need, it was his duty to do so.

Qin Yun picked up the second item: a dark red matte-finish appointment letter. Its cover was modest and plain, devoid of ornate patterns. Inside, it detailed his consultant permissions and classification level—essentially his identity credential.

The third item was a card, entirely matte black, similar in size to a bank card, bearing no mark except a national emblem.

"This is a special service card. It integrates all privileges: national external field green channel, confidential access, case intervention, resource allocation, and classified eavesdropping. With this card, you can mobilize many resources during missions—though only during missions. Otherwise, it's just a bank card for your allowance."

Qin Yun nodded, indicating he understood.

The old man pulled out another sheet of paper—only a few lines long: 《Performance Commitment Letter》.

"This appointment has no contract," the old man said, looking at Qin Yun with sincere and solemn tone. "The only requirement: uphold your bottom line. Do not disgrace your mission."

Qin Yun's gaze firm: "Rest assured, I will not betray your trust."

The old man gave a slight nod and smiled: "Of course, you needn't worry. You might never be needed in your entire life. In truth, this is a reward—not a responsibility."

Qin Yun smiled too: "Then can I retire right now?"

"Hahaha!"

…

After bidding farewell to the senior, Qin Yun contacted Shen Hu, Zhang Chao, Jiang Bingbing, and Fan Chen.

Meeting friends naturally brought a burst of lively chatter.

"Man… you've really made it now. Top blogger nationwide, making a fortune every day."

Zhang Chao looked at Qin Yun and sighed: "Think back a year and a half ago—you were still in Beijing, pulling all-nighters coding. Did you ever imagine you'd end up like this?"

Qin Yun laughed: "It's fate. Trees die when moved; people thrive when they change. You must seek transformation—or destiny's wheel won't turn for you."

"But you're not even human," Jiang Bingbing pinched Qin Yun's arm, feeling it was only slightly thicker than hers—how could he be so strong? "Killing a brown bear in the wild was already insane, and now you've tamed a lion? Didn't you fear those hyenas?"

"He hasn't been human for a while," Fan Chen laughed. "He might've been modified by aliens. He's just human-shaped now—his genes could've changed already."

Qin Yun gave them both the middle finger: "I'll take you two out first."

Shen Hu said: "You started global lottery draws—any ideas for your next livestream?"

"Yeah, yeah," Zhang Chao remembered. "Don't do anything too dangerous. If people get hurt, the responsibility's huge."

"I suggest you find a remote island and partner with a TV station or online platform. Turn your next livestream into a full show."

"The more people involved, the more unknowns. You need to plan thoroughly."

Qin Yun smiled: "Don't worry—I haven't even started planning yet. I won't take five ordinary people to challenge extremes. I'll find a suitable project."

Seeing he had it under control, they dropped the topic.

The five ate, drank, laughed, and didn't part until one a. m.

…

For the past two days, news outlets have been full of reports about the safe rescue of hostages in Kenya.

Douyin, Toutiao, Xiaohongshu all carried similar content.

There were official statements from Kenya, and interviews with the hostages.

The official explanation was that, through the efforts of Kenyan police, the criminals were successfully crushed and the hostages rescued, with no injuries sustained.

Naturally, no one linked the hostages' rescue to Qin Yun.

Even among the hostages, only Jiang Xia knew the truth—and she couldn't reveal it, per Qin Yun's instructions.

So, despite this massive event, Qin Yun remained outside it all—and he was deeply relieved.

If this got exposed, he'd have no peace for a long time.

"Husband!"

Qin Yun looked toward the voice. A beautiful woman in a white loose short-sleeved top waved at him.

Seeing Su Huan, Qin Yun's face instantly lit up with a smile.

Twenty-plus days of longing turned into a fierce embrace; they kissed, oblivious to everyone around.

"I missed you so much."

Looking at her crimson, glistening lips, Qin Yun wanted more.

Su Huan hugged him, her long black hair loosely tied in a ponytail. Through his gaze, she sensed something—and a look of anticipation surfaced on her face as she leaned close to his ear.

"My love, I miss you."

That whisper of "I miss you" carried boundless allure, changing Qin Yun's gaze.

He lightly pinched her nose and smiled: "No rush—I'll make you pay when we get home. Let's go."

The two reached the parking lot; as soon as the car door closed, Su Huan eagerly straddled Qin Yun, cradling his head and kissing him.

Qin Yun, of course, refused to yield.

The car swayed gently; faint breaths rose and fell, and beneath the tinted glass, two naked bodies burned as they entwined.

Having suppressed desire for nearly a full month, neither Su Huan nor Qin Yun wished to delay this passion until they reached home.

This battle lasted over an hour before finally subsiding!

But such release could not quench the longing that had built for so long—once back home, from the door to the sofa, from the sofa to the bed, from the bed to the bay window, they unleashed their desire without restraint.

After another intense gasp, Su Huan felt her entire body go limp.

"Husband… I can't take anymore!"

Qin Yun looked at the woman and laughed heartily, hastening the climax.

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