Global Catastrophe: I Became the World Tree-Chapter 37 - Gun Permit_1

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Gun Permit_1

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Gun Permit_1

The video was short, just a few dozen seconds, but the information it conveyed was astonishing.

Golden Pig Scalp: “The team that made this video is pretty good! I’ve watched it 10 times and still can’t spot any issues.”

Fisher’s Evening Song: “Is this League of Legends movie coming out? The actress who plays Annie?”

Wanderlust: “The superhuman news I’ve been anticipating has surfaced again. Everyone, watch and cherish it while you can! I bet it won’t be long before this video is gone.”

Ye Feng flipped through the comments and fell into silence.

Indeed, this wasn’t the first time he had seen news about superhumans; it started circulating about three months ago, around the time when plants began to mutate.

But each time the news appeared, it was fleeting, vanishing before it could gain any heat.

However, rumors were rampant, some people swore on the internet, saying that their neighbor was a superhuman and that they had seen them sprout wings on their back and fly away.

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Then they were taken away by the authorities.

Ye Feng neither disbelieved nor fully believed such messages.

Things on the internet are certainly not all true.

But he also believed that the emergence of so-called superhumans among humans wouldn’t be strange.

After all, so many animals had undergone mutations, even plants had mutated, so it wouldn’t be surprising at all if some individuals in the human population mutated and acquired so-called superpowers.

As for why humans developed abilities instead of just growing in size, Ye Feng guessed it had something to do with humans being intelligent beings, capable of controlling the way they “allocate their points.”

It’s like the Big Yellow Dog, whose speed and bite force increased significantly, while compared to other animals, its change in size was truly minimal.

If animals could do this, it was understandable that humans could take an extreme approach, with no changes in body size, but “allocating points” to other areas.

He glanced at the trending search list and was surprised to find that 15 out of the top 50 hot searches were related to superhumans.

This made him suspect that the officials were doing it intentionally.

“Are they preparing to bring the superhuman matter to light and start hyping it up in advance?” Ye Feng couldn’t help but mutter.

Of course, such matters didn’t concern him much.

Superhumans were so exceedingly rare that saying there were only a few in a city, or even unsure if there were any at all, wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Even if there were any, the government’s organized forces would counteract them, dealing mainly with those at the top of the danger list; he didn’t need to worry about it for the time being.

Ye Feng considered these things while also scrolling on his phone.

Now that he didn’t need to worry about his phone’s battery life too much, he spent more time using it.

But unfortunately, he couldn’t keep playing on it indefinitely, not because of battery or data limitations but because he needed to harvest Spiritual Energy every hour.

Moreover, as his territory expanded, the time it took to harvest Spiritual Energy each hour also increased, now taking at least 10 minutes for each harvest.

Although he could grow one Main root and a hundred lateral roots every time he leveled up, he could currently control only up to 30 of them at the same time.

And that was just a rough control.

If it were during battle, it wouldn’t be so bad; he could simply twist 10 tree roots into one group, and by controlling 30 groups of roots, he would be able to command all of them to fight together.

Furthermore, all that’s needed in battle is to forcefully smash things, which doesn’t exhaust the mind too much. Even if the number of roots to control doubled, he would be able to manage it with some effort.

However, using his Devouring Ability to extract Spiritual Energy without causing damage to the trees was a delicate task.

“Sigh, I still need more practice, and try to control more roots at the same time. Otherwise, as my territory expands, won’t I just become an emotionless harvesting machine?”

As Ye Feng grumbled to himself, he continued to control the tree roots, skimming them over trees and bushes alike.

While he was busy harvesting Spiritual Energy in Yang City, an event closely related to him was unfolding.

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“Here are five gun permits for your security company; with these, you can go to the City Guard Department and get five hunting rifles and 150 bullets.”

“I’ve done what had to be done. I hope you can successfully retrieve the branches I need, so there may be more opportunities for cooperation in the future,” Xu Liang said seriously as he looked at the tattooed, muscular, middle-aged man before him.

“Haha, Professor Xu, don’t worry. With a hunting rifle in hand, not to mention 300 pounds of branches, even 3000 pounds I can get for you,” Chen Dalong immediately thumped his chest with confidence.

Xu Liang smiled and echoed a few words. He took such assurances with a grain of salt, having personally experienced how tough negotiations with the other party had been just yesterday.

They started with a lion’s share, demanding ten million Huaxia Currency right off the bat. When they realized they couldn’t get that much money, they started asking for various benefits. After nearly three hours of negotiations, they finally came to terms.

So, in addition to the 1.5 million Huaxia Currency advance payment, he also had to get them five gun permits, along with the corresponding firearms and bullets.

Of course, if they could bring back 300 pounds of material, it would all be worth it.

Heck, probably even 200 pounds would be enough, especially since he found an unexpected boon this morning— the Iron Birch Tree had grown another 30 meters, as noted on the danger list.

Soon, Chen Dalong left with the gun permits in hand.

“Boss, how did it go?” As he left the research institute, the underlings waiting outside quickly surrounded him, their faces full of eager anticipation.

“Haha, got the goods. These guys really have the connections! Things we couldn’t get no matter what, they managed to snag five for me just like that,” Chen Dalong took out the five gun permits and waved them with a proud laugh.

“The boss is mighty!” the underlings excitedly chimed in.

Everyone was sucking up for a simple reason—the gun permits!

Whom to allocate them to was a matter easily decided by a single word from Chen Dalong.

“Don’t be hasty—this is a big fat sheep. If we do a good job this time, there’ll be more benefits to shear later on.”

Chen Dalong said with a smile, then named four of his confidants, “Zhao Rong, Qin Fang, Li Huosheng, and Zhang Chenggang, these are your gun permits. Come with me to the City Guard Department to enter your information, and that’ll be the whole process done.”

After handing out the permits to the four, Chen Dalong turned to reassure the rest: “As for everyone else, don’t worry. The policy is becoming more and more relaxed. You’ll definitely get your permits. Maybe later, our company can apply for them by itself.”

He wasn’t lying. As animals around the world began mutating and danger levels rose year after year, it wasn’t just police officers who could get firearms. Even other government employees could now apply for them after undergoing training.

In the past three months, policies have become more lenient, and many security companies have likewise received gun permits.

It’s just that Mad Dragon Security Company, established by Chen Dalong, had applied several times without passing the review, and this time he’d finally caught a break.

If things go well this time, it might even be an opportunity for redemption.