Four Split Personalities

Clearly, in terms of multi-tasking without professional training but relying solely on talents, Cleo was far inferior to Motan, especially when the latter was under a Chaotic Neutral personality—he could simultaneously look after minor things using his peripheral vision, decipher SUN’s codes, make coffee, brew soup, play mobile games, command subordinates, ponder life, stroke a cat, sing, spend money in games, and even publish Yi Dong’s personal information on a same-sex dating site, managing all these tasks quite adeptly.

Because he had trained, and he possessed a significant mental advantage...

As for the Absolute Neutrality and Orderly Good personalities, since it ultimately came down to being the same person, he could manage those too, but the former tended to slack off while the latter liked to concentrate, so under normal circumstances, Motan only did this when he was recognized as ’Tan Mo.’

Of course, comparing Cleo with such a broadly defined "monster" was undoubtedly unfair, after all, this young man was already doing extremely well compared to his peers... those who hadn’t cheated.

"It’s clear that the Marshal Family is facing an unprecedented crisis, and I have sufficient reason to suspect that the continuous high-level meetings recently held by the Violet Empire were targeting him. Based on the A-level intelligence applied for last time, it was very likely a trial aimed at major dukes, and the initiator was probably Duke Fire Claw. That girl named Double Leaf played a crucial role in this process; I recommend classifying her as a ’Whisper’ level character," Bro took a deep breath and murmured softly about his observations lately: "Furthermore, the results of this supreme council seemed slightly different than what the 1987 A-level intelligence indicated. The suspected Duke Baphi Marshal returned to his territory unexpectedly, and the next day, the rest of the Violet Empire Lords’ armies entered the preparation stage. Within a few days, they arrived at the Marshal Territory at an insane speed. Violet, Dundis, Baroka, Crystal Wolf, Hussein, Fernan, Simon, the forces under Fire Claw are already assembled, pointing their swords towards Mercury City..."

At this point, Cleo suddenly fell silent, and the quill that had been busily writing stilled above the paper, waiting for what came next.

After a while, Cleo continued, "Additionally, the second prince of the Violet Empire—Shu Bresen—appears to have abilities far exceeding his credentials and may be a strong contender for the next King of the Empire; I recommend classifying him as a ’Chant’ level character, with a special note: this opinion is a definite subjective view of the Wayne City Inn."

Two minutes later, a crow that had been quietly waiting by the window for a long time took flight with a freshly written envelope in its beak, flying straight north.

Cleo then let out a long sigh, a proud smile curving his lips. "Kalan City Inn... hmph, let’s see what you have to compete with me... Hey! Don’t write that down!"

...

At the same time,

Kalan City, Cloud Traveler Inn

"Today is another day without guests, gul."

The cute girl in a maid outfit pouted adorably. "Really freaking unhappy, gul!"

"Ladies, Wei Yang... remember to be a lady."

The innkeeper, Jun Wu, weakly hollered from behind the counter before covering his face again with "My Eagles Academy—The Rise of a Legendary Half-beast Berserker," mumbling discontentedly, "No business is also quite good, quiet."

"Untamed ambitions, gul!"

Wei Yang, who was cleaning the table, flung the rag straight at Jun Wu, hitting his exposed chin directly. "No spirit, gul, boys should have dreams, gul!"

Jun Wu, with dead fish eyes, snatched the suspiciously cleaner-than-human-face rag (washed forty times a day on average) and shrugged. "What’s the big deal? We’ll be leaving here soon anyway. When we get to the big place called the City of Freedom, won’t we have as many guests as we want?"

"You’re that confident, gul?"

Wei Yang fluttered her wings laboriously, floating in front of Jun Wu and perching her slender legs wrapped in black stockings on the counter. "We have neither background nor connections, gul."

"But we have achievements, silly Wei Yang."

Jun Wu rolled up his book and gently knocked on her forehead, smiling complexly, "Do you know how much my mission completion rate is now? Two hundred and seven percent! Two hundred and seven percent, can you believe it?"

"Well, it seems that guy’s intelligence is indeed a bit sharp, gul."

Wei Yang smacked her lips then suddenly froze, getting lost in thought, before flipping off the desk, landing on the ground with a whack.

"Hey!"

Jun Wu was startled and quickly stood up to check on his sister, who looked quite disheveled, "What on earth happened?"

Wei Yang struggled for a bit before getting up from the ground, her mouth twitching as she said, "Tan Mo sent me the latest intelligence gugu..."

"Huh? Doesn’t he usually send them to me, why did it suddenly go to you this time?"

"How would I know... Oh, he said he wanted to see if my messages would also go ’gugu.’"

"Gugu?"

"Gugu my ass gugu!"

Wei Yang glared at Jun Wu, patted her skirt, and shrugged, "But I also just realized, my replies seem to have a ’gugu’ too. It seems the system intentionally added the suffix gugu."

"That’s pretty cute."

Jun Wu smirked and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses before reigning in his smile and asking, "So, what did he tell you this time?"

Wei Yang scratched her hair and sighed lightly, "I’ve already forwarded the message to you gugu. If the content is true, our mission success might need to double gugu. The information he gave isn’t just intelligence anymore, he even made some predictions gugu, which seem quite reliable at a glance gugu."

Jun Wu was stunned for a moment before hastily opening the message bar and quickly reading through the message from Tan Mo forwarded by Wei Yang. After long moments of fluctuating expressions, he slowly shook his head, "Let’s not report this intelligence..."

"Why not gugu?"

Wei Yang tilted her head in confusion, curious, "Do you think this intelligence is very unreliable? Will it affect how higher-ups perceive us gugu?"

"No, quite the opposite..."

Jun Wu exhaled, took off his glasses, and methodically wiped them with the sleeve of his robe, "I think this intelligence is as accurate as the previous ones, terrifyingly so. Even the events predicted, which haven’t occurred yet, are somewhat credible. But precisely because of this, we shouldn’t report it to the inn’s upper management."

Wei Yang, though also intelligent, hardly racked her brains when together with Jun Wu since his mind was always quicker, hence...

"Speak human gugu."

She glanced sharply at her brother.

"Two hundred and seventy percent mission completion, our task is pretty much secured."

Jun Wu immediately understood and continued wiping his glasses while explaining, "If all goes well, the upper management at Cloud Traveler Inn will certainly value us highly. However, if we present an outcome too incredible, even surpassing the norm, that attention might shift unpredictably... possibly focusing on our source of intelligence."

Wei Yang nodded and then surprisingly picked up a cloth from the table and began her twenty-third round of cleaning for the day, shrugged, and said, "As long as you know what you’re doing gugu, all I want right now is to find a dupe to sell something pricey to."

Jun Wu smiled without humor and pulled back behind the counter, "That’s probably why we almost have no customers here..."

But just then,

A statuesque elven woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a white robe, sauntered in. She threw a coquettish look at the stray hair behind the counter that belonged to Jun Wu and cheerfully asked, "Are you Mr. Jun Wu and Miss Wei Yang? I’m Agatha from headquarters. Congratulations, your transfer orders have arrived."