Myth News Forecast

In the Department of Investigation of the Arrival Incident, merits are divided into four levels.

Third-class merit, second-class merit, first-class merit, special-class merit.

Every achievement can be converted into resources and knowledge, providing assistance on the path to promotion.

Don't underestimate the third-class merit award, which is the lowest rank. If converted into money, it's worth at least 50, enough for Du Wang to choose a relic of a fierce-level demon from within the organization.

However, Du Wang is not in a hurry to be promoted, so he plans to save this merit for later.

When I got home, my parents weren't there.

Du Wang lay lazily on the bed, looking at the bright sun and the blue sky outside the window.

This was the first time he had been so free since being discharged from the hospital.

Team Leader Chen gave him and Cheng Huo two days off so they could rest at home.

Du Wang took a nap for half an hour, then went downstairs to the vegetable market near his home.

He bought a crucian carp, two pounds of pork ribs, half a free-range chicken, and some miscellaneous side dishes.

Once home, he skillfully put on an apron, cleaned all the meat and vegetables, and began cooking.

When he was 10 years old, his mother sent him to the mountains to practice martial arts.

Because conditions on the mountain are poor and there is no dedicated canteen, and it is quite difficult to go down the mountain to eat, people have no choice but to cook for themselves.

In three years, Du Wang not only mastered impressive martial arts skills but also honed his culinary abilities.

However, after returning to the city's martial arts team, he didn't have much time to showcase his culinary skills.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon.

Mother Li Jing and father Du Sheng returned to their old neighborhood.

The two chatted as they walked.

"Sister Wang from next door came to see me yesterday. She was very attentive and said she wanted to introduce a girl to my son," Li Jing said proudly.

Du Sheng chimed in, "Sister Wang next door? Is she her niece, the one who works at the nursing home?"

"Yes, it's her."

Du Sheng shook his head repeatedly: "Forget it, I remember she was a mistress."

Among neighbors in the same building, gossip often spreads very quickly.

Li Jing pinched her husband: "Keep your voice down."

Du Sheng looked around: "Nobody's here."

Li Jing whispered, "You think I don't know? I rejected him right away. Seriously? My son is so handsome, he could find any girl he wants. Why should he settle for someone from her family? I wouldn't even consider dating him."

Du Sheng nodded: "But Xiao Wang's condition has stabilized now, and he has a good job. It's time for him to find a girlfriend and have a child as soon as possible."

Li Jing slapped her husband's arm: "Come on, does your Du family have a throne to inherit?"

"Let me tell you, son, if you want to date, go ahead; if you don't, stay single. Even if you find someone, don't rush into marriage. It's best to live together for a while, to avoid getting divorced later."

"Okay, whatever you say."

The couple chatted as they walked up the stairs.

"Whose cooking smells so good?" Li Jing sniffed curiously and found that the smell seemed to be coming from her own floor.

The aroma of food wafting out as they unlocked the door made them pause in surprise.

Du Wang, who was busy in the kitchen, leaned out after hearing the sound: "Dad, Mom."

Li Jing happily took off her shoes and went into the kitchen.

"Son, why are you home so early today? You even cooked dinner."

"I'm taking a couple of days off."

Li Jing looked worried: "Why are you suddenly taking a break? Is something wrong at work?"

"No, it's good news, I'll tell you in a bit."

Du Wang smiled and brought all the dishes to the table.

Cold crucian carp salad, stewed pork ribs with potatoes, spicy chicken, and cabbage and meatball soup.

These three dishes and one soup are a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate. Paired with three bowls of white rice, they are so appetizing that just looking at them makes one's mouth water.

After washing their hands, the couple sat at the table, staring at their son's back, then at the overflowing fruit bowl, exchanging a strange look.

Li Jing whispered, "What do you think the good news is?"

Du Sheng guessed, "Did he get another bonus?"

Li Jing rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think bonuses are like cabbages, something anyone can get?"

Du Sheng said, "Or what?"

As they were talking, Du Wang took off his apron and walked over.

"I have some good news to tell you."

Li Jing and Du Sheng looked expectant.

"I recently helped a professor in the department complete a research project and received a bonus."

Du Sheng looked at his wife with an expression that said, "See, I told you so."

"How much is it, Xiao Wang?" Li Jing asked.

Du Wang glanced at the two men and said, "30."

"How many?"

"30 million?"

The couple immediately stood up.

"What kind of research topic is this? How can it be worth more than a wanted criminal?!"

"Yeah, Xiaowang, don't lie to us, you haven't done anything illegal, have you?"

Du Wang felt somewhat helpless in the face of their surprise and uncertainty.

It's important to know that he didn't just have 30; after selling the unused relics of the Head-Changing Ghost to the authorities, he had a total of 87.

But he didn't dare to give the money to his parents openly.

After all, 30 had already surprised them this much, so 87 would have made them faint.

In order not to increase his parents' blood pressure, he decided to take a slow and steady approach and look for opportunities gradually.

"I'm not lying to you, really. If you don't believe me, I can have my boss call you to explain."

He dared not say Chen Qingyao's name, fearing that his parents would suspect the wanted criminal again.

"Is it really 30?"

Seeing Du Wang's certainty, Li Jing had no choice but to believe him.

Du Sheng sat down again: "Xiao Wang would never lie, but what kind of project is this? The prize money is so high."

"It's a classified topic, involving some official secrets, so I can't say."

"Okay, okay, please don't tell anyone," Du Sheng quickly said. "Just keep this to yourself and don't mention it to anyone from now on."

As a former guard in the army, Du Sheng takes the word "secrecy" very seriously.

"clear."

Du Wang sat down and handed the bank card to his mother: "Alright, since the money has already been given to you, you can pay off part of the debts first."

Unexpectedly, her mother shook her head: "No rush."

"We can't pay off such a large debt all at once, or others will think our family has made a fortune."

"Old Du, here's what we'll do: bring me the account book. Let's calculate it, pay back the small amount first, and then keep some for our son to save."

Du Wang advised, "Don't save any for me, I still have my salary."

"A man who does not plan for the future will have trouble in the present. You can't be without money if something happens." Li Jing shook her head: "Listen to me."

"All right."

Du Wang couldn't help but smile as he watched his parents intently checking the accounts.

Ten minutes later, the accounting was finished, and the family of three was finally able to eat.

During the meal, Li Jing praised her son's cooking skills to the skies, saying it was comparable to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, which made Du Wang blush slightly.

After dinner, his parents took on the task of washing the dishes and urged Du Wang to go back to his room to rest.

He could only lie in bed, enjoying this rare moment of normalcy.

"bite."

Suddenly, my phone received a message.

It was sent by Mumu.

[Mumu: This is the website... Are you looking for demons? If you have any clues, you can call me to help.]