God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 154: White Mountain City, Captain of the Security Forces

The proprietress broke free from the sheriff's embrace, leaned closer to Captain Doe, and said: "Captain Doe, he really isn't my boy toy. Look at his fancy clothes—he might be some rich kid from the city. I wouldn't dare lie to you. It's best not to offend him, or things could get messy."

John Doe glared at her fiercely and replied coldly: "In White Mountain City right now, not even God would dare talk back to me! Do you know why?"

The proprietress looked at him suspiciously. Something was off about John Doe today. He seemed unusually cheerful—had he been promoted?

John Doe sneered: "The Captain of the Security Forces just recognized me as his godson this morning! The Captain is my father now! Even if I kill this kid, those useless fools in the city wouldn't dare say a word!"

The proprietress opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word. All she could do was cast an apologetic glance toward Alexander.

She thought to herself, I've done my best. Who can you blame? Blame your bad luck. Blame yourself for wandering into the wrong place.

In this city, the Security Bureau calls the shots. Without the Security Bureau's armed forces, this city would have fallen long ago. Here, they hold absolute authority.

Alexander's eyes narrowed slightly. So I've just arrived in White Mountain City and already have to deal with the Security Bureau? What kind of luck is this?

"Hey, pretty boy, don't look at me like that. Soon, you'll be... heh heh heh..." John Doe grinned maliciously as he walked toward Alexander, his eyes filled with such vile intent that it made Alexander feel nauseous.

A glimmer of cold light flickered in Alexander's eyes, and a trace of purple began creeping into his pupils.

At that moment, a startled voice came from the doorway: "Holy crap, Alexander?!"

Everyone turned toward the voice and saw a pudgy young man in a Security Bureau uniform standing dumbfounded at the entrance. This chubby guy? Well, he looked... cheerful.

The purple light in Alexander's eyes faded as a look of disbelief appeared on his face. It was his high school classmate, Mark.

Back when they graduated, Alexander had awakened a farming talent, and Mark had even considered asking his father to pull some strings to get Alexander a job at an agricultural company. This pudgy guy was one of Alexander's closest friends during high school.

Alexander had known Mark was from White Mountain City, but he never expected to meet him here. Reunited, yet so much had changed.

Looking at Mark's Security Bureau uniform, it was clear he was doing well for himself. Despite his stout build resembling a little grenade, Mark moved with surprising agility, darting over to Alexander in an instant.

"Alexander? W-what are you doing here?" Mark stammered, overwhelmed with joy.

Alexander's expression grew complicated, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words. Since high school graduation, his life had taken a completely different path.

For a brief moment, seeing Mark brought back the old "Alexander." Finally, Alexander managed to say: "Step outside for now. I'm in a bit of trouble."

Alexander could easily kill these Security Bureau officers and leave, but Mark couldn't. The Captain of the Security Forces wasn't just anyone—he was the strongest law enforcer in the city, second only to the director in authority.

Alexander didn't want his old friend to get caught up in this mess because of him.

Mark froze for a moment. Trouble? He had been so thrilled to see Alexander that he only now noticed the tense atmosphere in the room.

Glancing at John Doe, Mark suddenly understood: "Holy crap! You're eyeing up my buddy Alexander, huh?"

Then, Mark shot a playful look at Alexander: "You're kicking me out just because you've run into trouble? Don't tell me you're planning some... shady deal and don't want me to see it?"

Alexander's face instantly darkened. "Get lost. I'm trying to protect you. Don't be ungrateful."

Mark clicked his tongue and replied: "You're still the same. Always trying to handle everything on your own. You didn't even stop to think if I could help."

Alexander raised an eyebrow. Could it be that Mark has become someone important in White Mountain City?

"Can even the godson of the Captain of the Security Forces be messed with?"

Mark turned and glared at John Doe. His expression shifted rapidly, the cheerful look vanishing into a dark and imposing demeanor.

"What are you doing here?!" Mark shouted harshly.

Alexander thought this would lead to a tense confrontation filled with sharp words.

To his surprise, as soon as John Doe heard Mark's question, he dropped to his knees with a loud thud.

John Doe forced a grotesque smile and stammered: "Godfather, I-I'm here on duty!"

Alexander was completely thrown off.

John Doe was calling Mark godfather?

This rough man in his thirties was calling the pudgy Mark godfather?

Was Mark really the Captain of the Security Forces in White Mountain City?

The women present were all dumbfounded.

The Captain of the Security Forces was actually this young and chubby man?

They stole nervous glances at the sheriffs beside them, their eyes filled with panic, their hands frozen in place.

This really was the Captain of the Security Forces!

Mark's round eyes flared in anger as he roared: "Didn't I order you to patrol the outskirts of White Mountain City? You patrolled your way into a brothel? Let me ask you—if monsters attacked the city, who's responsible?! According to the security regulations, what crime is this?"

"I-I-I…" John Doe's mouth faltered, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The moment he saw Mark addressing Alexander as a close friend, he knew he was finished.

Using patrols as an excuse for leisure wasn't uncommon among the sheriffs, but whether it became a big deal or not depended entirely on how the leadership viewed it.

In the system, this kind of misconduct was like a student skipping assignments in school. The teacher might smile and say nothing during class. But come finals, those smiles would disappear.

Mark cast a cold glance at John Doe and said icily: "You're no longer part of the Security Bureau. You're dismissed."

John Doe's head shot up, his eyes wide with panic. "No, godfather! You're cutting me off like this—how am I supposed to survive?!"

In White Mountain City, losing the protection of the Security Bureau was like falling from heaven to hell, making even basic survival a challenge.

Mark waved his hand impatiently: "Get out and take off that uniform. If I still see it on my desk tomorrow, you'll deal with the consequences."

John Doe stared blankly for a moment before meeting Mark's unyielding gaze.

He stood up, his face hollow, and stumbled toward the door.

Outside, John Doe's sobbing could be heard.

Mark turned his cold gaze to the other sheriffs and barked: "Why are you still here?! Get out and patrol!"

The other sheriffs, as if granted amnesty, hastily abandoned the women they were with, grabbed their hats, and scrambled for the door.

They were terrified that Mark might strip them of their uniforms too. They ran as fast as they could, hoping he wouldn't remember their faces.

Mark turned to Alexander with a mischievous grin and winked: "So, what do you think? Pretty impressive, right?"

Mark observed Alexander's expression carefully, afraid that Alexander might start treating him differently after learning about his position as Captain.

The last thing Mark wanted was for their genuine friendship to be tainted by societal roles.

Fortunately, Alexander's expression remained calm: "Not bad, not bad. Very commanding. Looks like I'll need your protection here in White Mountain City, Brother Mark."

Mark chuckled: "No problem. There's nothing I can't handle in White Mountain City."

The proprietress felt like she was dreaming.

This young man in the black trench coat turned out to have such powerful connections! She had never heard of anyone like this in White Mountain City. Could he really be from another city?

If he had the means to cross cities, he must be a powerful awakener.

Her initial awe was quickly replaced by anxiety.

She was afraid Alexander might hold a grudge against her for how she treated him earlier.

The proprietress hurried over to make amends: "Sir, I'll upgrade your room immediately. You can stay on the fifth floor. That room is spacious and quiet. I'll also send our best girl to keep you company."

Mark smirked and teased Alexander: "I didn't know you had a taste for this. Tonight, let's go wild and indulge! We'll have a drink, and you can tell me how you ended up in White Mountain City."

Alexander nodded slightly.

Mark glanced at the proprietress and said: "My good friend is staying in this shabby place? Find someone to pack up his things."

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