Cleaning up the battlefield by Qin Mu meant that he did not intend to hide the killing.
There were few and very old CCTV cameras in the residential area, which were in disrepair. But what if one of them was working and really captured the scene? What then?
It was better to be forthcoming and admit it.
Qin Mu lifted his hand slowly and said calmly, "I am a Martial Artist!
Hiss~~~
The two Security Officers heard this and suddenly their faces changed for the better, but there was still some doubt.
This was a tenement building, a low-income community.
A young man, still with the looks of a student, had become a Martial Artist?
Was that possible?
Had a Phoenix flown out of a chicken coop?
"Don't move!"
One Security Officer stayed vigilant, and the other immediately turned his smart system on to scan Qin Mu.
Beep!
Information popped up.
Qin Mu: 18 years old, Quasi-Martial Artist!
"It's true, then."
The two were no longer tense, and their stun guns were put away.
"A Quasi-Martial Artist, but he still enjoys the special regulations for Martial Artists," the Security Officer said slowly, "These are people from the Hungry Wolf Gang. Were they staking you out to rob you?"
Heh heh.
Without Qin Mu saying anything, the other party already knew the situation.
This was a low-income community, with insufficient public security, or rather, no one paid attention to the situation at all.
Even with a dead body in the street, it would take more than half a day to get it off.
Small disputes were completely ignored; even if there was a fight, so long as no one died, they wouldn't intervene.
Everyone here was Cultivated. If you could, you fought back; if not, you endured.
So, the Gangs that frequented this area generally didn't cause fatalities to avoid trouble.
Qin Mu lowered his hands and nodded lightly, "Yes, they knew I passed the Martial Artist examination and received a reward. They ambushed me downstairs. I fought back. Is there a problem?"
The Security Officer waved his hand:
"Hey, what's the big deal?"
"Just a few punks died. At your age, you are considered an excellent Martial Artist; right?
"These fellows have ambushed excellent Martial Artists in a few of the previous communities. The others were all young people, inexperienced, didn't dare to fight back and were robbed quite a bit."
"As for you, you're probably the first to fight back and kill them."
Ten thousand credit points.
That was no small sum for a low-income community; it was several months' salary for an ordinary person.
Punks typically made a thousand or two thousand credit points at a time.
Dealing with these excellent Martial Artists seemed dangerous, but in reality, they were dealing with young people, kids who hadn't seen blood. Once a gun was pulled, who would dare to resist?
The Security Officer suddenly remembered:
"Oh, right, the caller said they had a 98K, didn't they?"
Holy crap!
You guys know everything, but you just don't arrest them, is that it?
Qin Mu's brows slightly twitched.
"Hmm, the first shot didn't fire, and I was faster on the second!"
The two Security Officers who had doubted Qin Mu's performance earlier were surprised.
"You're good!"
"Good luck and decent strength. Looks like you'll get a good result at the Martial Examination in a few days."
"How about it? Do you want to consider joining the military? Even if you don't want to go to a military academy, you can be directly assigned to the Public Security Team."
For Martial Artists.
Especially excellent Martial Artists.
Every faction wanted to recruit people, since by recruiting one gets a reward, and quite a substantial one too.
Qin Mu hesitated, "I. I still need to discuss it with my family."
He didn't refuse directly.
As they were still handling his case, it wasn't appropriate to refuse directly. Of course, joining wasn't quite appropriate either.
It would be a trap to go, not knowing the situation.
"No problem, my surname is Wang, a generation older than you. Just call me Old Wang. This is my number. Let me know once you've thought about it." Old Wang was also a Martial Artist, but only a second-rank Martial Artist. People his age normally just barely passed the Martial Examination when they were around thirty. They had some Cultivation, but no future prospects for advancement. The positions given to them as small Security Officers came with ease, were stress-free, had good benefits, and were safe, without the stress of fighting Vicious Beasts.
He left his number.
Qin Mu saw Old Wang about to leave, "Don't I need to go back with you to make a statement?"
Hahahaha.
They burst out laughing simultaneously.
"This small matter has all been recorded. As for the other matters, they will be handled by the logistics."
Old Wang patted Qin Mu's shoulder familiarly, "Just go home at ease. Cultivate well and strive to get a good ranking in the examination. Bring some glory to our tenement building here."
After speaking,
The two drove away, without even waiting for the logistics team's arrival.
As for Green-Eyed Wolf and the others, they just lay there on the ground.
Qin Mu could only say that he was used to it.
He went home.
Cooked. Returned after a day.
Actually, Xiao Yun came back with Yang Ling.
Sniff sniff~~~
Qin Yun burst into the room and instantly dashed toward the pot.
"Brother, I don't know about your martial arts, but your cooking skills really have become divine. The stewed meat soup even smells like fierce beast meat now~"
Ha!
Qin Mu stepped forward and playfully pinched Xiao Yun's nose before scolding with a smile:
"Only your little nose is so sensitive that it can even smell fierce beast meat."
"Red-tailed Vicious Ox. Eat it while it's hot."
Red-tailed Vicious Ox?
Yang Ling's eyes lit up instantly, "Xiao Mu, you passed the Martial Artist examination?"
Huh?
Xiao Yun, who was serving the meat, suddenly froze, "Oh right, fierce beast meat costs hundreds per jin. Where did you get the money, big brother?"
"Your big brother isn't just any Martial Artist; he's an excellent Martial Artist!
"Jiangcheng rewarded me 10,000 credit points!"
Qin Mu had not been so happy for years.
"Mom, I paid the rent for a month. Keep some for yourself, and I'll transfer the remaining 5,000 to you."
No!
Yang Ling opened her phone and immediately transferred the credit points back, "I still have money. If there's no rush for rent, it's enough until I get paid at the end of the month. I won't even need to borrow money."
"You'll be taking the official Martial Examination soon, right?
"You don't even have a smart device. That will be inconvenient later. Also, is there anything else to prepare? Like arms or anything?"
It had been so many years.
Yang Ling had forgotten the rules of the Martial Examination.
She was just always anxious.
"Just tell me what else you lack. If necessary, I'll borrow a little more from my colleagues."
"Leaving the city means Vicious Beasts; it's very dangerous. How can you go without weapons and armor?"
Qin Mu shook his head.
Still, he transferred the credit points back:
"No need, I have read the rules of the Martial Examination that weapons and armor are provided so there is no need to spend any money."
"Moreover, the salary of a Martial Artist is very high. Someone offered 10,000 a month before the examination was completed and no work required.
Wow!!!
Qin Yun immediately jumped up in surprise, "Big brother!! Did you really become a Martial Artist?
Even at this very moment, she still couldn't believe it.
"Monthly salary of 10,000, no need to go to work?
"Mom~ You tell him. Where in the world is there such a good job?"
Yang Ling also looked puzzled:
"Your dad was also a Martial Artist before, and his treatment was over 10,000, but it couldn't be."
Qin Mu chuckled:
"Excellent Martial Artist. Do you know what an excellent Martial Artist is?"
Qin Yun tilted her head in incredulousness, but looking at her big brother, it didn't seem fake.
"Don't simply stare, hurry and eat."
"This meat's going to get cold soon~"
Mm-hmm.
Qin Yun then slurped up some drool.
Her face was full of smiles; even her wrinkles seemed less than before.
On the other side of the equation,
Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall.
Supervisor Guo Youwei looked with a shocked expression at the Examiner's report of today's preliminary examination results.
"You. you, you!"
"How can I even scold you~!!"
Alas!
Thinking deeply, Guo Youwei sighed: "Though you are being an Examiner for your first time, it just cannot be this outrageous, right?" "An eighteen-year-old boy, breaking through five levels overnight, and you just asked him a couple of questions and let him go?"