Summit Farmer

Although he knew that soaking in the Integration Soup would make it troublesome to return to Earth, Peter Brown was also aware that without the soup, he simply couldn’t develop here. Thus, after much consideration, the only thing he could do was to proceed with the Integration Soup ritual.

After packing the herbs, he also received some utensils for preparing the Decoction from the shop owner, and Peter walked back to the County Office.

"Are you the newcomer from the Lower Realm?" Just as he entered the courtyard reserved for first-class Guest Ministers, Peter heard someone ask.

He looked up and saw several tall figures blocking his path.

From the looks of it, Peter, with his sharp vision, could tell that these men were looking to test him.

With a slight smile, Peter responded, "Indeed, if you all have any thoughts, the County Magistrate personally appointed me as a Second Class Guest Councilor. If you have any objections to the Magistrate’s decision, I suggest you take it up with him."

These men had initially intended just to give Peter a hard time, but he had directly invoked the County Magistrate’s personal appointment, leaving everyone frozen in place.

Peter chuckled and said, "If anyone wishes to spar, you should seek out Martial Artists for that. I’ve just arrived and need to take a bath, so if there’s nothing else, kindly step aside."

With those words, Peter walked past them.

The two men blocking Peter’s path unconsciously made way.

Watching Peter walk in, everyone’s faces revealed a mix of complex emotions. This situation was just meant to embarrass Peter a bit, of course; they couldn’t let the County Magistrate see it, for if the Magistrate were to dismiss them, even eating would become an issue. Having a secure job here was like having an iron rice bowl, something they truly dared not break.