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God Level Farmer In Another World

In a world shattered by monstrous invasions, where humanity teetered on the brink of extinction, a flicker of hope emerged through the awakening of jobs and skills—powers that granted ordinary people the strength to push back against the encroaching darkness. But amidst the chaos, not all awakenings were met with applause. Alexander, a soul reincarnated from Earth, found himself in this brutal reality, gifted with the job of a mere "Farmer." His talent, cryptically named "An Inch of Heavens," bore no clear promise, no shining potential. At first, disillusionment gnawed at him; in a world where power was everything, what use was a talent that spoke of soil and harvests? But beneath the surface of this mundane job lay a truth that even the gods might envy. "An Inch of Heavens" was no ordinary talent—it was a gateway to boundless power, a force that, in the right hands, could reshape the very fabric of the world. He did not step forward to be humanity's shining knight. No, Alexander embraced the shadows, becoming a mastermind who saw the world not as a cause worth saving, but as a chessboard ripe for his control. Alexander had the power, and what did he do with it? He became the unseen force, the boss behind the scenes, not to save humanity, but to craft a reality where his fantasies reigned supreme. And in that unforgiving world, it was not the loudest voice that won, but the one who controlled the silence.

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Chapter 65: Investigation of Ethan Blake

Chapter 65: Investigation of Ethan Blake

Nighttime, at the Old Oak Cafe, second floor.

Alexander had his own private room at the Old Oak Cafe.

The room was meticulously arranged, with a small refrigerator, toiletries, a TV, and more—everything one could need.

It was clear that a woman had thoughtfully organized everything.

Alexander was hunched over his desk, reading a book, when his phone rang. It was Vincent.

"Big Brother, my sister said Ethan Blake will be removed from his post soon, and I should prepare to take over as the chief security officer."

Vincent's report left Alexander slightly puzzled.

Ethan Blake had just performed a heroic act and was even injured in battle. Objectively speaking, he was a hero—why would he be removed?

Alexander chuckled:

"Not bad. Once you're promoted to chief security officer, you can help me with more things."

On the other end, Vincent flattered him:

"Don't worry, Big Brother. Whatever you say, I'll do. I'll follow your every order."

Suddenly, Alexander asked:

"Do you hate me?"

There was a brief silence on the other end:

"Big Brother, why would you think that?"

Alexander's voice turned sinister:

"If you don't hate me, then why did you activate the recording function?

Trying to figure out who I am? Typical of Welma's brother. So stupid."

There was a long silence, followed by a blood-curdling scream from the other end.

Alexander hung up. The punishment for Vincent was far from over.

He wouldn't kill Vincent; he still needed him to deal with Welma.

Burning one's mind with the Heavenly Flame of Creation for an entire night wouldn't be fatal as long as the intensity was controlled.

A luxury apartment in Bluewater City.

Vincent was in excruciating pain, wishing he could smash his head against the wall to end it all.

But the agony was so overwhelming that he couldn't move.

He could only watch as his phone unlocked on its own, the cursor automatically navigating to the recording function, deleting the conversation.

Vincent had initially thought that becoming the chief security officer, only to be constantly threatened, would take all the enjoyment out of the position.

Now, Vincent regretted everything.

He wouldn't dare try to play any tricks again.

That mysterious man was terrifying.

Vincent also understood that his role was merely to help Alexander take down Welma.

Repeatedly betraying his sister made Vincent feel a pang of guilt.

The searing pain in his mind lasted until the next day.

After a night of torment, any trace of guilt Vincent had felt was gone.

His bloodshot eyes fell upon a framed picture of him and his sister on the bedside table, and a sense of resentment began to brew.

"If it wasn't for my sister pushing me into politics, I wouldn't even be in Bluewater City!"

"If Welma hadn't told me to find a way to take Ethan Blake down, I wouldn't have run into him in the old town!"

"If she weren't the director, why would that person be torturing me?!"

"I just wanted to be a carefree playboy—who is she to force me to improve myself?!"

Ring, ring, ring.

His phone rang—it was Welma.

Vincent wiped the cold sweat from his brow and weakly answered:

"Hello?"

Welma's voice was stern:

"Hm? Why do you sound like that?

Little brother, were you out partying again last night?

Can't you ever learn to behave?!"

Vincent's expression darkened, but he forced a smile:

"What's up, sis? What do you need?"

Welma's voice brightened a little:

"The investigators are arriving today. Ethan Blake will definitely be in jail within two days.

Get ready for your promotion. Haha, excited?"

Vincent, thinking of how he would have to live every day tied to his phone even as the chief security officer, found the promotion meaningless.

Welma continued:

"Alright, I won't keep you. The investigators are here. Wait for my good news."

Bluewater City's Third Hospital.

Two investigators dressed in black suits knocked on Ethan Blake's door.

Sarah was woken up by the noise.

She had been staying by her master's bedside, looking after him.

Ethan had told her to go home, but she had thrown a childish fit to stay.

Sarah rubbed her eyes and groggily opened the door.

The investigators glanced at Sarah, then at Ethan, who was still asleep in bed, frowning.

There was only one bed in the room.

The investigators revealed their credentials:

"Security Bureau Investigators. We're here to ask a few questions."

Sarah immediately thought of the middle-aged man who had caused trouble at the Security Bureau yesterday.

Her face showed displeasure as she walked to the bedside to wake Ethan Blake.

Ethan opened his eyes, sitting up straight. He said to Sarah,

"Sarah, bring two chairs for our guests."

The investigators sat down, glancing at Sarah:

"You are Sarah, right?"

Sarah nodded, confused.

One of the investigators began taking notes, speaking as he wrote:

"Officer Sarah was originally a security officer at the East District Security Station.

How did she end up being transferred to the Bluewater City Security Bureau as the chief security officer's assistant?"

Sarah instantly understood.

When she first arrived at the main bureau, there were plenty of rumors—some suggesting that she had an inappropriate relationship with Ethan Blake.

To put it bluntly, they claimed she had used her body to become the office pet at the bureau.

Sarah's face turned pale with anger, and she was about to speak, but Ethan raised his hand to stop her.

Ethan said calmly:

"Officer Sarah's qualifications and merits fully meet the transfer criteria. She is an outstanding warrior."

After following Ethan for so many years, Sarah's abilities were indeed far above those of the average security officer.

The investigator continued making notes, replying:

"I will look into that.

Now, on to the next issue—there have been several complaints against you recently.

During the demon siege, you allegedly tried to loot personal property, which in turn attracted the demons.

You were then forced to blow up the gas tanks, causing property damage.

How do you explain that?"

Ethan was so furious that he laughed. What an absurd accusation.

He pointed to his missing arm and said:

"Do you think I'd lose my arm over money?

At that time, I received orders to block the demons on Central Avenue.

However, reinforcements were delayed. To cover my team's retreat, I detonated the gas company's tanks.

As for looting? Complete nonsense!"

The investigator, still writing, gave Ethan a sidelong glance, his eyes full of skepticism:

"A chief security officer, personally fighting on the front lines?"

Ethan's face darkened:

"Why wouldn't a chief security officer fight on the battlefield?

If you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance footage from Central Avenue."

The investigator shook his head, smiling slightly:

"Well, that street was heavily damaged. The only footage left is of you entering the gas company.

But don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of it."

Ethan responded in a low voice:

"Then you can ask my team members."

The investigator closed his notebook, his expression turning serious:

"All of your team members have been detained.

This leads to my third question."

Ethan's eyes widened in shock.

How could this be?

What had the officers done wrong?

Why were they being detained?

The investigator's gaze turned cold, as though interrogating a criminal:

"Director Welma ordered you to hold your ground on Central Avenue.

Why did you disobey and retreat?"

His tone became harsh:

"Because of your insubordination, the demons ran rampant!

Reinforcements were coming soon!

Why couldn't you hold out just a little longer?

Were you all that afraid to die?!"

Ethan's eyes filled with shock. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He had suspected that Welma intended to use the demons on Central Avenue to kill him, but it was only a theory.

He had no concrete evidence to prove that Welma had set him up.

But Ethan knew the truth—that reinforcements were never coming.

Had they stood their ground, both he and his team would have died in vain on Central Avenue!

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