Chapter 553 Going to Starlight State to Teach
James ultimately did not massage Harmony's stomach, which was quite inappropriate. Instead, he used acupuncture to help alleviate Harmony's pain and then prescribed some medicine for her to take with water. The remedy worked quickly.
Time flew by, and a few days passed. During these days, Mason and Yosef remained quiet, seemingly giving up on their revenge against James.
They also didn't secretly trouble Jennifer and her family, making everything appear very calm.
However, James did not let his guard down. He knew that with Mason and Yosef's character, they wouldn't just let things go. They were surely plotting something in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.
James alone couldn't protect the Johnson family at all times.
Fortunately, Rolf kept his word and sent some martial artists to secretly protect the Johnson family. These martial artists weren't highly skilled in martial arts and couldn't directly fend off Mason and Yosef's men, but their presence conveyed a message that James was now with the National Security Agency, and if Mason and Yosef wanted to harm James's family, they had to think twice about whether they had the capability.
This gave James some peace of mind.
One day, he got up early and took two days off from Jennifer because he had promised Rolf to fly to Starlight State to train the National Security Agency personnel.
Downstairs, a Land Rover was waiting, and Clio was there to receive him.
He found it odd that Clio, a Captain in the National Security Agency, seemed to act like his personal attendant, always there to pick him up.
Besides Clio, there were three other men in the car, all of whom he had met before. They respectfully nodded to James and called him "Instructor."
The scene felt a bit out of place. They were all older than James and physically more imposing. To an ordinary person, they seemed much stronger than James, who looked like a regular office worker. It felt strange to see three burly men calling him "Instructor."
James nodded lightly in response.
These three men were martial artists, but still in the first stage, vastly different from James and not on the same level.
Although James wasn't exuding any aura, they could still feel his overwhelming presence in the car, making them tense.
It felt like a mountain was sitting in the car, making them very uncomfortable.
James smiled, "No need to be nervous, I won't bite."
They gave a dry laugh but seemed to relax a bit.
On the private National Security Agency flight to Starlight State, Clio reminded, "Mr. Smith, Delbert had many followers in our agency. They know you killed Delbert and are taking his place. They might not follow orders and could try to trip you up."
James was unfazed by the revelation. He nodded, "I understand, thanks for the heads-up."
Clio added, "Actually, Delbert's followers aren't too difficult to handle. With your skills, you can easily manage them. The real challenge is the two third-stage martial artists in the team. They are arrogant and were originally supposed to take Delbert's place as instructors. Now that you've taken the position, they might give you a hard time."
"Is the instructor position that desirable?" James asked curiously.
Clio nodded, "Very much so. It's a high-ranking position in the National Security Agency, just below the two ministers. Most importantly, the instructor is directly granted the rank of Rear Admiral Lower Half. If you complete a few outstanding missions and contribute to the country, you could be promoted to Rear Admiral!"
With this, James was genuinely surprised, his eyebrows twitching. 'The rank of Rear Admiral? That's quite a significant position.'
Frankly, the Smith family had immense influence in the City of Mysteries, but they wouldn't dare offend a Rear Admiral Lower Half lightly. After all, every Rear Admiral Lower Half had the backing of a powerful nation.
James could directly be promoted to Rear Admiral Lower Half.
This would elevate his status from the mundane to the extraordinary, a dramatic change!
However, he felt a bit uneasy about it.
Before this, he had no military background and came from a prominent family in the City of Mysteries, not exactly a clean slate. It was a little crazy that he become a Rear Admiral Lower Half.
Clio, being perceptive, saw through James's doubts and said, "According to the rules, someone without military experience can't be directly granted the rank of Rear Admiral Lower Half. This has never happened before. But given the special circumstances, you're being treated exceptionally. Since you've become our National Security Agency's combat instructor, you're being given the rank of Rear Admiral Lower Half to command respect. However, it's just a title. Until you contribute to the country, you won't have any real power."
James nodded, "Understood."
He had thought of this, too. The rank of Rear Admiral Lower Half sounded impressive, but without real power, it was just a nominal position.
After all, even singers could be given honorary military titles. As a National Security Agency instructor, being granted the rank of Rear Admiral Lower Half made sense.
Frankly, he wasn't very interested in the rank because he didn't plan to stay permanently. Once he completed his mission, he would leave.
As long as the National Security Agency could ensure the safety of Jennifer, Dennis, and Kaitlyn during this period, that would be enough.
Clio continued, "Mr. Smith, you may not have real power, but as the martial arts instructor, you'll be in charge of over a thousand subordinates in the National Security Agency. If you teach well and earn their genuine respect, it will make things much easier for you."
James understood this principle and gave a nod. He was actually curious about the upcoming challenges. This was his first time as an instructor, facing a group of elites. He wondered what the scene would be like. It would surely be interesting.
James was the man who enjoyed challenges. He hoped the National Security Agency personnel could bring him more surprises.
The plane flew quickly, and in less than two hours, it landed at the National Security Agency base.
"Mr. Smith, welcome!" As he got off the plane, Rolf personally came to greet him. Tall and thin, dressed in a blue military uniform, he looked more like a scholarly official than a martial general. However, everyone in the National Security Agency knew that this deputy minister was a true killing machine, feared by all.
James, still in casual attire, looked a bit out of place compared to the atmosphere here. He walked up, shook hands with Rolf, and smiled, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Tackett."
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