CHAPTER 15: CHAPTER 15 TAKING ORDERS

The mission requires hackers skills of the rankers to at least thrash the top three hackers on the hacker list.

Zeus and Rong Zhi work on missions, their movements are always swept clean by her. He once saw Rong Zhi operate live during a screen share, the code flashed by rapidly, in just two seconds their traces were wiped clean.

Zeus weighed it in his mind and concluded that President Fei’s strength is at least on par with that myth in the hacker world.

"There’s no deadline for the mission, ten thousand a day, it’s a bit less than before, but the advantage is that the mission is easier," Zeus analyzed, "But why does it feel like selling yourself to him? If he doesn’t say the mission is over, won’t we have to keep doing it?"

Heaven Gate Network has its rules; once a tasker accepts a mission, unless the mission is completed or the employer cancels it personally, the tasker must comply with the employer’s commands.

Though some taskers get annoyed and kill the employer, but that isn’t for Heaven Gate Network to handle.

Rong Zhi didn’t really mind, ten thousand a day just from moving her fingers was a lucrative deal.

Zeus understood, forwarded the order to her.

Rong Zhi clicked into the link, glanced at the content and requirements, and accepted the order.

Meanwhile, on the Heaven Gate Network forum.

[Am I not fully awake? Did I just see President Fei accept an order?]

[I thought I was the only one who saw it wrong and clicked to confirm, there are shiny six characters next to the order taker that almost blinded my eyes]

[President Fei is not taking it easy anymore?! Is the ’Your Father’ era coming back!!]

As long as the remuneration for completing a mission reaches a certain standard, Heaven Gate Network will classify the level of taskers based on the payment, ranging from low to high: beginner, intermediate, advanced, master, platinum.

The username of platinum taskers will have a special badge and exclusive color, every time a platinum tasker takes an order, the system will send a site-wide announcement on the forum.

This serves as an incentive to the taskers.

The ’Your Father Jungle Carry’ who’s been silent for half a year suddenly appeared, and the forum exploded like boiling water poured into an oil pan.

Rong Zhi looked at the announcement that passed by, internally despising the administrator who suggested this.

Got the employer’s contact from the administrator, she added the employer, and sent a greeting message to them.

...

Tingshan Villa, in a standalone garden villa.

Jiang Gujun’s hand stopped poking at the dumpling, his pupils dilated in surprise, exclaiming, "Mr. Su, someone accepted our order!"

He pulled out the chair and rushed to the second floor, finding Bai Su in the bathroom, shoved the phone inside.

"Look, look, a platinum tasker accepted it."

There are quite a few master-level taskers in Heaven Gate Network, but only a few platinum ones.

Jiang Gujun couldn’t figure out how ’Your Father’ came to accept this order.

Nobody ever heard he knew anything about computers!

Bai Su extended a slender finger to push the screen that was almost in his face away, squinty-eyed, carefully read the order information on the page.

"So he accepted it," he lowered his eyes, turned the tap in the sink, washing his hands slowly, "The fact that he dared to accept it proves his ability, did you get the contact?"

These taskers value their reputation and integrity, killing the employer is a minority case, especially since ’Your Father Jungle Carry’ has never once failed since he debuted.

Jiang Gujun quickly retracted his phone to inquire with customer service, and just as he opened the chat bar, he saw a red dot on the friend request icon on the top left corner.

"Hey, Mr. Su, he directly added us."

Jiang Gujun accepted the request and clicked into ’Your Father Jungle Carry’s profile.

Bai Su finished washing his hands, pulling a tissue carefully.

"Dingdong—"

Downstairs, the villa doorbell suddenly rang.

Jiang Gujun immediately lifted his head from the screen, looking cautious, "Again?"

Not many people know they are here, he suspected it was those people from yesterday.

Just after staging a car accident scene, now comes a home invasion the next day?

Jiang Gujun furrowed his brow deeply, a hint of displeasure and coldness in his eyes.

Bai Su’s gaze deepened, then remembered something, a playful smile appeared on his lips, "Alright, they don’t have that kind of ability to get in here, it might be a package, go open the door."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Gujun blinked in confusion, muttering, "A package... We just arrived in Beijing two days ago, haven’t bought anything..."

He said this while running to the door, entered the passcode and opened it.

Outside, the delivery guy in black and red uniform smiled warmly, holding a box with both hands, and handed it over: "Hello, please sign for the delivery."

Jiang Gujun: "..." there really is?!

After signing his name, Jiang Gujun hugged the box and looked at the shipping address: "...No. 88 Fuyu Alley?"

...

At ten o’clock in the morning, Rong Jiazze awoke slowly in the hospital bed, Rong Zhi rang the bell to call Director Jin for a check-up.

"The surgery was very successful, recovery is going well, for now stay in the hospital for observation, once fully recovered and rest for a while and it should be fully healed."

Director Jin, over fifty years old this year, wearing black-rimmed glasses, looked quite serious.

He asked Rong Jiazze two more questions, Rong Jiazze struggled to use sign language with one hand, the nurse’s aide Aunt Xue acted as a translator.

Director Jin nodded, reached out to rub Rong Jiazze’s head, with a rare smile on his serious face, "Good child."

Rong Jiazze smiled sweetly, his gaze falling on the youth leaning diagonally at the foot of the bed.

After the check-up, Director Jin left.

Rong Zhi pulled over a chair to sit by the bed, reaching in the fruit bowl for an apple, only to touch something cold.

Aunt Xue saw her looking at the black plastic bag with doubt, uttered a few words explaining: "That should be last night’s rice cake, it’s cold already, I just forgot to throw it away, I’ll take it away now."

Rice cake?

Rong Zhi slightly furrowed her brows.

Was it left by that man last night?

Quite thoughtful.

She picked an apple, holding a fruit knife, gave a soft acknowledgment.

Aunt Xue lifted the rice cake out the door.

Rong Zhi peeled an apple in one continuous strip, neatly slicing it.

The apple was cut into pieces that Rong Jiazze could eat, Rong Zhi adjusted the upper part of the bed, putting the sliced apple in a bowl before him.

Rong Jiazze looked at the apple on the small table, then at the young person who carefully prepared it all, his heart turned sour, his eyes instantly reddened.

"No crying," Rong Zhi said fiercely as she speared a slice of apple and binged it, "If tears fall in, there won’t be a second serving."

Rong Jiazze’s expression froze, his mouth pouting in grievances, but at least the tears stopped.

Rong Zhi was satisfied, lowered her gaze, unlocked her phone, and noticed several messages on WeChat.

Yao Yao: [Senior, my flight back to the country is in a while]

Yao Yao: [The people at the research institute were too cunning, camped for half a month, yet they fled blowing up the institute, quite ruthless]

Seeing this message, Rong Zhi squinted slightly, a cold glint flashed in her eyes: [Ruthless, but still merely a dog that bites]

Yao Yao: [Senior is right! But I found something from the ruins, I’ll show you when I’m back]