Chapter 351: General‑Rank Treatment

"Team Leader Li, what are you saying......"

Xiao Yu's face flushed a vivid, dripping red, her head nearly drooping onto her chest.

"I'm speaking the absolute truth, think about it—Lu Jing's talent is ancient and dazzling; his future children will surely be no different," Li Changle said earnestly:

"In this life, that's about as far as we get; if we could nurture a genius like General Star Lu Jing......"

"Team Leader Li, I do wonder—does Lu Jing even notice me?"

Xiao Yu still had a good sense of self‑awareness.

Zheng Xuelan was clearly being clingy, because Lu Jing's attitude toward her was extremely cold.

If it were Xiao Yu herself, she probably wouldn't even have a chance to cling.

Thinking that, Xiao Yu lowered her head and walked forward in a muted silence.

Team Leader Li also realized his words were somewhat disrespectful and awkwardly patted his head.

"Excuse me, are you Lord Lu Jing?"

Just as Lu Jing and Zheng Xuelan stepped out of the building, an officer approached and asked respectfully.

"It's me."

Lu Jing nodded.

"Commander Xia told me to bring your escort vehicle over; here's the car key."

The officer first saluted Lu Jing, then handed over a bunch of keys with both hands.

Lu Jing raised an eyebrow; this General Star really didn't earn the certification for nothing—the treatment is absurdly good.

But it's fitting—he jumped straight from school rank to General rank, surpassing Situjun's military title.

Not long ago, Lu Jing had just learned about the General Star's rank.

Once a General Star is certified, it becomes a General rank, above captain rank and school rank.

General rank is evaluated by combat power; Lu Jing has 930,000 combat power, which makes him a Level 9 General Star.

He just doesn't know how far his Level 9 General Star stands from Commander Xiahou Jie.

Lu Jing estimates that to become a commander, one cannot rely solely on combat power; one also needs the talent to manage troops and coordinate the battlefield.

And those are not his strengths.

His gaze swept over a camouflage military jeep parked by the road.

It had no emblem and no license plate.

Such a military jeep can travel freely in any military district.

"Lord Lu Jing, shall I drive you there?"

"Fine, thank you."

Lu Jing wasn't stingy; a free driver shouldn't go unused.

The officer respectfully opened the rear door and invited Lu Jing and the other into the vehicle.

Boom—

The engine roared, and the military jeep quickly left the military district, heading toward the villa area.

All the way, Lu Jing idly stared at the scenery outside the window.

The jeep soon entered the city that had grown from the family zone, everywhere showing a picture of prosperity.

If he hadn't known this was a military district, Lu Jing would have thought he returned to the capital.

After a few more minutes, the jeep entered a manor‑like area, where villas stood amid park‑like greenery.

"Lord Lu Jing, we've arrived; I'll park the car in the garage for you."

The officer's voice rang out.

Lu Jing opened the door, scanned the surroundings, and his eyes lit up.

Earlier on the plane, he had seen Zheng Xuelan's home—a three‑story small villa—that made Lu Jing quite envious.

The unit assigned to him now is far larger than Zheng Xuelan's, with five full stories and a courtyard spanning several hundred square meters.

"Lord Lu Jing, the car has been parked in the underground garage."

The officer emerged from a nearby underground elevator, returned the car key to Lu Jing, and said, "My name is Gong Yongjun; you may command me for anything in the future."

There's still space underground?

Lu Jing spread his spiritual energy outward; directly beneath the villa lay three additional levels.

The first underground floor is a training hall, the second a lounge with a home theater, and the third a private garage.

These conditions, these facilities—unparalleled!

Lu Jing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

One must remember this is a military district, where every inch of land is worth gold.

"Lord Lu Jing, I will take my leave for now; your uniform is still being tailored and will be delivered by tomorrow at the latest."

"Very well, thank you."

Lu Jing nodded.

Being addressed as 'Lord' by others had become routine for him.

"Wow, this villa is truly grand, far larger than my own!"

Zheng Xuelan, upon stepping out of the car, exclaimed, "Compared to this, my house can hardly be called a villa."

Originally Zheng Xuelan intended to guide Lu Jing, but the officer beat her to it; however, since Lu Jing didn't chase her, she didn't leave on her own.

The two walked toward the courtyard gate.

"Good day, officer!"

Several patrolling soldiers, upon seeing Lu Jing, immediately performed a standard military salute.

Lu Jing nodded to indicate, "Mm, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard; it's what I should do!"

These soldiers instantly grew excited, their faces flushing red.

Those living here are either the commander or a General Star; to be able to speak with such a big shot is simply unimaginable.

These patrolling soldiers are mostly in their forties or fifties, their strength at the late Warrior stage, only one step away from the Master realm.

If they were in a small city like Anwu City, they could live quite comfortably; working as a martial arts teacher would be no problem.

But here, they can only be patrolling gatekeepers.

Lu Jing shook his head and took out his access card.

Beep—

With a light touch of the access card, the villa's gilded automatic iron gate swung open.

The magnificent, luxurious villa appeared before them unobstructed.

Front and back, lush green bamboo groves surrounded it; before the courtyard lay a clear pool, inside which colorful goldfish swam about playfully.

Beside the pond, fragrant grass grew lush, and smooth, snow‑white pebbles were scattered here and there.

Upon entering the villa, its interior decoration and furnishings were even more luxurious.

The five‑story villa was actually equipped with two elevators.

One elevator runs up from the basement, and another is attached to the exterior wall of the villa.

Lu Jing first walked around the first‑floor living room; the facilities were complete, with even the pots, pans, bowls and utensils neatly placed in the cupboard.

And in the first‑floor maid's room, a girl in a maid's uniform was ironing the bedding.

She looked to be in her thirties, with delicate skin and a pretty face.

"Who are you?"

Lu Jing asked.

"Sir, I'm the maid here, come to clean."

The maid‑uniformed girl, seeing Lu Jing enter, hurriedly put down her work, stood up and gave a deep bow, her snow‑white skin inadvertently revealed a large part.

"Mm, continue."

Lu Jing's gaze swept over the maid; she actually had the strength of a mid‑stage Warrior.

This house is really too big; giving it a maid is quite reasonable.

"Sir, I'll go make you a cup of tea."

The maid stood up straight and walked toward the tea room.

Zheng Xuelan beside her quickly stopped her, saying, "I'll go; you keep busy."

Having said that, she volunteered to help Lu Jing make tea.

Such a good opportunity to curry favor, she didn't want to waste it like that.