Chapter 113 (Injured)

Duan Yunchen's unfortunate day began in the morning.

Yanju sat on the sofa in the open-plan living room outside her room, casually looking down at a book.

Beside her sat an unfamiliar woman with lifeless gray eyes, wearing a vest typical of an internal affairs officer at the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs. A somewhat familiar long coat hung on her lap, its hem reaching the ground and vaguely concealing the red chain around her ankle.

The woman had apparently turned her coat inside out, smoothing out the back, and was drawing something on the fabric with her fingertips. Duan Yunchen looked closer and saw that the paint she was using was bright red.

It refers to blood from the fingertip.

Duan Yunchen: ...?!

She must have done something wrong today.

Otherwise, how could I have seen Director Yan sitting in her living room with a woman?

Moreover, this woman was drawing a formation with her fingertips' blood; she didn't seem like an ordinary person at all.

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Duan Yunchen believed that he had been diligent and conscientious during his time managing the Weir Hub, and that the Mother Goddess should not have treated him this way!

Hearing the door open, Director Yan looked up and said, "Good morning, Director Duan."

Duan Yunchen: ...

It spoke. It wasn't an illusion. I've completely given up hope.

No, her mornings are not good.

If Director Yan hadn't shown up, today would have been a perfect morning!

Duan Yunchen forced a smile, his teeth clenched, and said, "Director Yan, good morning. May I ask what brings you here so early in the morning?"

“Oh,” Director Yan said casually, “There’s been a bit of a problem at headquarters, so it’s not convenient right now. We’re sending a serious criminal to be temporarily detained at the Weil Hub.”

Headquarters, in trouble, serious offender, imprisonment, Welsh hub.

Duan Yunchen's brain, which had just been turned on that morning, went through the sentence again and was then greatly alarmed.

There was a problem at headquarters, and then they sent in a serious criminal from the Weir Hub. It goes without saying that he was the culprit who caused the headquarters' malfunction.

Such a formidable criminal is beyond the capacity of the Vier Nexus to accommodate.

Duan Yunchen was on the verge of tears: "Director Yan, you've come to the wrong place."

“My Vil hub is a transportation hub, not the main city.”

Director Yan: "I know, it's the Weil Hub that was delivered."

Duan Yunchen turned around and retreated back into his room, muttering to himself, "I'm probably still sleepy. I need to go back and sleep some more. I'll be fine after I wake up..."

“Duan Yunchen,” Director Yan said calmly from behind her, “if you back down one more step, I’ll smash the mithril pipes connecting to the middle room.”

Duan Yunchen: !

She immediately turned around: "No, Director Yan, please don't. What did you just say? A serious offender? Okay, okay, I'll submit it for processing on the system right now."

After Guan Yunji finished the last stroke, she listened from the side and laughed: "Is this the little witch who made a deal with Feng Yang more than fifty years ago?"

"He's still a child."

"Little witch," Guan Yunji said, taking out a small square bottle from her storage space and throwing it to Duan Yunchen, "I happen to have some mithril left, so I'll give it all to you."

Duan Yunchen instinctively dodged the bottle flying towards her, but upon hearing Guan Yunji's words, he hurriedly changed his movements to catch it.

The bat flew out of her pocket and used its body to support the glass bottle.

Duan Yunchen took the bottle, carefully opened it a crack, sniffed it twice, and then closed the bottle tightly.

It is indeed mithril.

Duan Yunchen gripped the mithril bottle tightly in his palm and quickly stored it in his spatial storage.

But if someone is being unusually attentive, they must have ulterior motives. What does this woman want from her?

"Let's make this clear beforehand," Duan Yunchen said cautiously, "I'm not going to help you escape. What's in my hands is mine, and bribing me won't work."

The woman took it out too early; Director Yan was still standing there!

Duan Yunchen was no match for Director Yan.

Guan Yunji shook her head and neatly folded the clothes she had drawn on her knees: "I don't want anything from you."

Duan Yunchen just needs to stay alive and stay in the Weir Hub.

As long as she lives, she will be a trace of Shan Fengyang's existence.

The Weier Hub is not only Duan Yunchen's masterpiece, but also Shan Fengyang's magnificent political achievement worthy of being recorded in countless histories.

Guan Yunji naturally realized that the entire operation and maintenance of the Vernech was based on the little witch's immortal life and mithril.

So she gave her remaining mithril to Duan Yunchen, hoping that the Vil Nexus could exist for a little longer.

Director Yan did not stop the suspected "transaction" that was taking place in front of her. After Duan Yunchen put away the mithril bottle, she closed the book and stood up: "I'm handing the person over to you. I'm going back to headquarters now."

Duan Yunchen: ?

“God said,” Director Yan said, “Guan Yunji cannot leave the top floor of the Weier Hub Bureau branch, nor can she cause any damage to the branch or transmit any information about herself.”

She knew perfectly well that, apart from the Void Realm, probably no prison could hold Guan Yunji. Bringing Guan Yunji to the Vel Nexus was merely a cover.

Duan Yunchen's rooftop was a perfect spot, as there were no other living beings besides herself.

“God said,” Yan Ju continued, “that Duan Yunchen could not send out any information related to Guan Yunji or let her go.”

Duan Yunchen: "Director Yan, you might as well put him in my branch prison instead."

What does it mean to put it on the top floor of her house?

Ignoring Duan Yunchen's protest, Yan Ju straightened his clothes and directly ripped open the world barrier, his figure disappearing into the spatial rift.

No more than ten minutes passed between Duan Yunchen waking up and Director Yan leaving.

Only Guan Yunji, smiling, remained sitting on the sofa watching Duan Yunchen.

Duan Yunchen: ...

Guan Yunji: "Little witch, in return for the small bottle of mithril I gave you, give me a large room where I can see the sun. The room should have a desk, paper and pens, and a separate sofa."

"Oh right, it's morning now, and I haven't had breakfast yet. Give me a cup of soy milk and two fried dough sticks."

Duan Yunchen: ...

She said indifferently, "No problem. How should I address this lady?"

Guan Yunji: "Just call me teacher."

Duan Yunchen: ...

"Madam, please use a different form of address."

She doesn't have any other teachers!

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Yan Shi quickly left the Weir Hub.

No other problems.

The main thing is that during the time she was waiting for Duan Yunchen to wake up, Guan Yunji sat opposite her and drew a blood array.

If the blood stops flowing from your fingertip, tear the cut deeper. If one finger really stops bleeding, switch to another.

It's quite a horror movie.

Moreover, although the time is the same in both the inner and outer worlds, their climates are somewhat different. When they arrived at the Vil Nexus, it was just dawn, and everything was still asleep.

In the early morning, before full light had fully penetrated, some sunlight shone through the window. The rooftop of the Vell Hub wasn't yet illuminated by automatic lights; only a few dim nightlights remained. Coupled with a small flame that presumptuously tried to provide illumination...

The scene wasn't just eerie, it was extremely eerie.

To distract himself, Yan Shi took out the book "Ancient Gods and Authority" that he had just brought out from the library from his spatial bracelet and started reading.

It turned out that the ancient book was written in characters she couldn't understand at all.

Yan Shi: ...

She despaired of the books in the Otherworld.

There isn't a single book written in the common language.

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Instead of achieving his goal of distracting her, Yan Shi found himself paying even more attention to Guan Yunji because of his boredom.

The more Guan Yunji watched, the more a chill ran down his spine, but there was nothing he could do.

When Duan Yunchen finally woke up and walked out of the room, Yan Shi felt an instant sense of relief.

She quickly handed Guan Yunji to Duan Yunchen and left the far from cozy living room.

She wants to go back to the outside world and bask in the sun.

Yan Shi re-entered the headquarters of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs.

Only then did I realize that the General Administration of Radio, Film and Television was not a good place to sunbathe either.

The field staff fought a major battle with the enemy at headquarters last night. Now, some of the office staff who were not involved in overtime have come to work, making things even more chaotic at headquarters.

It wasn't exactly chaotic, just a lot of people hurrying around the headquarters area. Some were delivering medicine, others were delivering documents, some were repairing buildings and landscaping, others were perfecting formations, and still others were taking stock of the damage...

Yanshi had never seen so many colleagues at work since she started working there.

It's quite lively.

She stood at the door for three minutes, thinking it over, before remembering that she should go to the medical office to find Lu Jian.

The medical department was even more chaotic than the headquarters.

Last night's enemy attack field team suffered injuries to varying degrees, ranging from minor to serious. The array on the ground in the medical station was constantly flashing a soft light as they cleaned up the dirt and bloodstains.

Doctors and nurses in light green medical uniforms moved among a large group of wounded, their faces serious or anxious.

The overall atmosphere was somber, quite different from when Yan Shi visited Sheng Chunqiu at the medical department after the Emerald City incident.

There were many people at the medical station that time, but everyone seemed relaxed.

The employees still in the corridor now only wore expressions of sadness and heaviness on their faces.

Yan Shi's heart sank.

Instead of pushing through the crowd to find Lu Jian's ward, she asked the woman leaning against the wall with a blank expression, "Are you waiting for the doctor?"

The woman's injuries didn't appear serious; half of her coat sleeve was torn. There must have been an injury on her bare arm, but it had healed, leaving only a faint scar.

Her eyes remained unfocused, and upon hearing the question, she reflexively replied, "I'll sign the critical condition notice."

Yan Shi pursed his lips and remained silent.

She was also bewildered. How could the medical level of the other world, with its potions, pills, immortal herbs, and countless healing abilities, possibly result in serious injuries that were untreatable and required a critical condition notice?

The woman was ready to sign, but when there was no response, her eyes suddenly lit up. She snapped out of her daze and grabbed Yan Shi's arm: "Did she come out alright...?"

Her tone of surprise immediately dimmed, and she slowly released her grip on Yan Shi's arm.

"Director Yan, I'm sorry for the offense." Her head was bowed deeply, her hair falling down and obscuring her face.

Yan Shi: "...It's nothing."

The woman kept her head down and said, "I'm so sorry, Director Yan. I accidentally mistook you for a doctor. It's all my fault."

Her tone was very fearful and cautious.

Yan Shi clenched her fingers into her palm, and she finally slowly realized that something was wrong.

Is she really that scary?

"What happened to your friend?" Yan Shi asked calmly.

The woman said in a low voice, "Last night she was torn in two by a space mage, and her lower body disappeared in the spatial turbulence."

Upon discovering the situation, she immediately applied a medicinal paste to the wound, barely managing to pull her friend back from the brink of death.

However, due to the prolonged injury and the corrosive effects of the spirit at the wound site, her friend is still in the emergency room and hasn't come out yet.

Yan Shi closed his eyes, loosened his clenched fingers, and gently tapped his trouser leg.

The casualty figures are still being compiled; these are not just cold, hard numbers in a report. In the medical ward, these are living, breathing human beings.

"Which department are you from?" Yan Shi asked.

Woman: "Information Department. We're all from the Finance Department."

They were all from the internal affairs team. Last night, the only internal affairs team present was probably from the information department.

Because of the leaked proposal, the internal affairs team of the Information Department was called back to work overtime.

"What's your friend's name?" Yan Shi sighed inwardly.

The woman replied, "Yes, it should be a ring."

“God said that Yinghuan’s injuries will heal immediately.” Yan Shi’s voice was gentle as he finished speaking. “Go in and see him. Your friend’s injuries are healed now.”

Upon hearing this, the woman bowed deeply to Yan Shi, saying, "Thank you, Director Yan. Thank you so much." Her voice trembled with emotion as she stammered, "Thank you."

The door to the emergency room next door opened, and the woman stood up and rushed to the door.

Yan Shi then noticed that the woman had a pair of very beautiful pink eyes, which were now glistening with tears, but had regained their focus and appeared clear and bright.

Yan Shi passed by the two people who were clinging tightly to their friends on the hospital bed that had been pushed out, and continued walking down the corridor.

Lu Jian's ward was the second to last one.

Looking through the small window in the ward, Lu Jian lay pale in the center of the bed, breathing weakly.

Yan Shi pushed open the door and entered.

However, they discovered that the scene inside was not the same as what they had seen through the small window of the ward.

Lu Jian was sitting by the window. The curtains concealed her figure, and she was looking down with a cold expression.

Yan Shi closed the door.

“At the roadside,” she said, walking closer to the window and standing behind the curtains, looking down.

Below are patrol teams busily cleaning up the scene.

The uniforms of the field team are quite different from those of the office team. For ease of movement, the field team wears short, fitted action uniforms, and the jackets have multiple instantaneous trigger arrays.

Lu Jian turned around and looked at him: "Director Yan."

Author's Note: There's another chapter coming up.