Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 36: The Object of Everyone’s Pursuit
Many people began to question their lives.
But seeing that the vast majority were similar to themselves, and only Ding Ling was exceptional, they felt much relieved.
They were, of course, also puzzled as to why Ding Ling was so accomplished.
Ding Ling’s response was simply ’a gift from heaven.’
And he ’knocked them down.’
At this moment.
Han Fu was also toasting Ding Ling:
"General Ding. The official insignia and attire for the Commander of Changshan County will be delivered to you tomorrow!"
Ding Ling returned the courtesy and stood up to express his gratitude.
Han Fu laughed heartily, his mood evidently excellent.
To put it simply: it was like a basketball enthusiast watching an exhilarating basketball game.
The contest between Ding Ling and Jushou, Tian Feng, Geng Wu, Min Chun, and Xun Chen was far more thrilling than any ordinary competition!
Han Fu was greatly entertained!
Thus, Han Fu’s favor towards Ding Ling was extremely high; not only did he award Ding Ling an Achievement Medal, but he also promised:
"To make your military title more legitimate, I will contact the court to promptly issue a Holy Decree to officially recognize your position!"
Of course, Ding Ling expressed his gratitude extensively.
The banquet concluded with everyone thoroughly enjoying themselves!
Xun Chen, Jushou, Tian Feng, and the others became very friendly with Ding Ling and admired him greatly! They invited him several times to visit their homes.
To be the first to invite Ding Ling, Xun Chen even glared at Jushou and the others, hoping they wouldn’t interfere.
However, Jushou and Tian Feng, deeply impressed by Ding Ling, were extremely curious about him and their minds were filled with ideas about exploring military strategy and governance concepts with him!
They had no regard for Xun Chen’s warnings.
Zhang Hex, seeing the situation going awry, quickly pulled Ding Ling aside.
Pan Feng boldly stated:
"General Ding has already agreed to visit my home. There’s no need for you all to compete."
Xun Chen, Jushou, and Tian Feng couldn’t help but regret, each saying:
"Then come to my house tomorrow."
Gao Lan watched from the side, full of envy.
When could he become a guest of these esteemed gentlemen?
It was something he longed for but couldn’t attain.
Yet here was Ding Ling, now troubled by which invitation to accept.
Such is the gap!
Truly, people cannot be compared!
How long had Ding Ling been in Jizhou?
And he had already become so familiar with the Jizhou elites! Indeed, a rare talent!
This strengthened Gao Lan’s resolve to befriend Ding Ling!
Cheng Huan watched with satisfaction!
’This is a talent I, Cheng Huan, valued and unearthed!’
In the end.
Ding Ling returned to his own residence and invited everyone over.
The residence was a gift from Han Fu.
In his delighted state, and with Xun Chen, Jushou, Pan Feng, and others speaking on his behalf, Han Fu bestowed various rewards and accolades upon Ding Ling, with the residence being just one of them.
Another banquet unfolded that night.
It wasn’t until late at night that it finally adjourned.
...
After seeing everyone off.
Ding Ling stood at the entrance of his residence and took a look.
Two stone lions guarded the gate!
A plaque hanging high above the entrance bore two large, bright characters: Ding Mansion!!
"I now also own a house, no, a mansion!"
Ding Ling walked into the courtyard of the residence, unable to hold back a sigh.
This mansion was enormous.
At least several thousand square meters!
With mountains, water, and corridors everywhere, and all sorts of beautiful landscapes dotting the area!
If this were in the real world.
It wouldn’t be purchased for anything less than several billion!
"Have I struck it rich?"
Ding Ling raised an eyebrow, "Unfortunately, this house can’t be taken back to reality."
Moreover, tomorrow he had to go to Changshan County, and he definitely wouldn’t stay in Yuan Shao’s domain in the future; this house would surely be taken back.
"Live day by day,"
Ding Ling thought to himself, since it was a freebie anyway.
As he walked towards the inner courtyard.
He saw a pretty maid making his bed.
Ding Ling’s heart fluttered, he glanced at the maid and thought:
"This maid is prettier than any girlfriend I’ve had in my past or present life! Han Fu is indeed generous; giving away such an excellent maid."
"Greetings, General."
The maid, stared at by Ding Ling, blushed and shyly bowed in a grand salute.
Ding Ling snapped out of it, refraining from looking further, merely signaling that formalities weren’t necessary, and asked for the maid’s name, birth date, and so on.
Learning her name was Zhao Bingxuan, he couldn’t help but be slightly surprised.
A girl with such a name didn’t seem to come from an ordinary family.
Further inquiry revealed that her father was once an official, and during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, almost all her family members were killed; only she and her siblings narrowly escaped by hiding in a secret chamber.
Speaking of the sorrowful parts.
Zhao Bingxuan couldn’t help but sob.
Ding Ling casually offered comforting words, only to unexpectedly cause Zhao Bingxuan to break down, her tears flowing like a river.
Ding Ling was stunned.
Zhao Bingxuan, choking with sobs, explained:
"It seems that the masters of Ye City only saw me as a lowly person, knowing only how to abuse and suppress me; you’re the only exception, General."
She looked at Ding Ling affectionately and declared firmly:
"From now on, I will serve you well, General. Just please don’t make me leave."
Ding Ling hesitated.
He wanted to say: ’I’m leaving tomorrow. I probably won’t return here.’
But everyone appreciates beauty.
Moreover, this girl seemed sensible, gentle, and strong.
Soft-hearted, Ding Ling agreed, and allowed her to bring her siblings to live there as well.
Zhao Bingxuan was overjoyed, kneeling to thank Ding Ling.
Ding Ling helped her up.
She solemnly promised: never to betray the General and to faithfully serve him for life.
Ding Ling had no words.
Zhao Bingxuan appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen, someone who, in the modern world, would likely still be in high school.
Yet she had already endured countless worldly hardships!
Ding Ling, contemplating various thoughts, lay down on his bed and fell asleep.
As he awoke.
Ding Ling felt rejuvenated and couldn’t help but be surprised:
"Sleeping two hours in this game seems equivalent to sleeping seven or eight hours in the real world!"
"Is it because the quality of sleep in the game is better? Or is it because of my improved physical condition?"
Ding Ling pondered.
Next time, by sleeping in reality and comparing, he would know.
"Ding Ling."
Pan Feng, along with Zhang Hex, came to find Ding Ling early in the morning.
They brought the official seal and robe and other items.
Ding Ling accepted them one by one and looked at the seal: Tiger Valor General!
This was a position of the seventh rank.
Far superior to a Military Marquis.
This was thanks to the imminent collapse of the Han Dynasty and the great power of state governors.
In the past, it would have been impossible to bestow an official seal upon Ding Ling so casually.
"Congratulations."
Zhang Hex, Gao Lan, Cheng Huan, and Pan Feng all congratulated Ding Ling, noting:
"As soon as the court issues a Holy Decree, your position will be fully recognized, and your official seal cannot be easily taken away!"
Ding Ling nodded with a smile.
"Besides, I mentioned last time that I have a surprise for you."
Pan Feng handed Ding Ling a handwritten note.







