“Are you anxious?” Long Xiao knew why Zhao Xing had come as soon as he saw him.
“If we don’t leave soon, my family will be tired of waiting,” Zhao Xing replied. “Which family can linger for a month without getting bored?”
He had already shared several farewell meals with the old Agricultural Affairs Bureau head.
Zhao Xing was tired of saying goodbye to his family.
Whether it would work out or not, he needed a word; waiting too long for a transfer was not a good thing.
If there were any issues with the Divine Might Army that prevented his transfer, Zhao Xing would have to prepare for the military Agricultural Affairs Bureau assessment.
There was a fixed assessment time every year, mostly concentrated in the spring; if he missed it, he would have to wait another year.
Given Zhao Xing's situation, he felt that he might pass the assessment if he took it now; he just needed the opportunity.
After all, his understanding of spells was already comparable to many old eighth-grade Agricultural Affairs Bureau officials. The Four Seasonal Techniques and Earthly Techniques were mostly at the eighth or ninth transformation level, with very few at the seventh transformation.
He even had self-created spells!