The excitement at the registration site naturally reached Yan Jue's ears.
Zhou Taotao took a break from his busy schedule to call Yan Jue to chat about gossip. "Oh, you didn't see it. That guy Zhang Zizhen went to the scene as a staff member to help out. He was so proud of himself that he wanted to print out his app profile interface and hang it around his neck."
What Zhang Zi really wanted to show off was not the two identities of "Zhengyi Taoist priest and Special Management Bureau employee", but the six big words that followed it: "First-level Qi training cultivator".
On the first day of registration, the officials were paying close attention to the development of the matter. That was why Zhou Taotao conveyed the news to Yan Jue as if he had witnessed it on the spot.
"I, a top-grade earth spirit root, am not proud at all, so why should he be so proud?" Zhou Taotao rolled his eyes inelegantly. "He has such a fragile mentality. Be careful that someone else will come up and surpass him. He'll be crying then."
"His mentality has improved, hasn't it?" Yan Jue laughed. "Aren't you proud? Then who posted the verified screenshot of his personal information on WeChat Moments? You're saying one thing and thinking another, Taotao."
"Please call me Brother Zhou, and don't be disrespectful and follow Director Pan's bad habits!"
"Okay, Brother Zhou." Yan Jue readily agreed. "I see there's been quite a stir online. Have you figured out how to explain it to the public? And An Jin, how's he doing?"
"Just make an official announcement saying they're hosting a local Buddhist and Taoist exchange meeting and asking the public not to panic," Zhou Taotao said. "It's a small matter like this, so it doesn't matter whether there's an announcement or not. It's not too late to let the local government post an explanation on Weibo a day later."
It’s just that a lot of monks and Taoists appeared on the streets. As long as it’s not illegal, people are walking in groups on the streets. There is no need to explain if it doesn’t become a hot topic.
"As for An Jin, none of us are as skilled as Zhuo Feng and can directly see the energy distribution within his body. But from the looks of it, he's just as craving blood food as ever. He's just not eating as much each time, and has returned to his normal appetite."
Zhou Taotao guessed: "Perhaps only when his thirst for blood is gone will the energy in his body be fully connected? Or perhaps his fangs will grow back?"
"That's a good thing." Yan Jue thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back then and ask Zhuo Feng to take another look at him. If the energy in his body is related to the fangs, it will be convenient for you to keep records."
"By the way, doesn't An Jin also want to practice? Have you ever studied the compatibility of vampires and immortal cultivation?"
"Yes. Some people are already trying to integrate spiritual energy into An Jin's blood, but there hasn't been much progress so far. An Jin is staring at Director Pan eagerly, hoping that Director Pan will relent and give him a method to draw in spiritual energy."
Zhou Taotao laughed and said, "The problem is that Director Pan doesn't dare to give it to me. What if there's a conflict between the spiritual energy and the vampire bloodline? That would be harmful. We can only wait for the results from the lab. Or wait for you to come back and let Zhuo Feng take a look at him? I think if this continues, An Jin might become depressed because of his bloodline."
That was truly tragic. The only consolation Yan Jue could offer An Jin was that he would hurry back. He couldn't guarantee that Zhuo Feng would be able to see anything.
"By the way, he is the only one in An Jin's family who has awakened his bloodline?" Yan Jue said it vaguely. What he really wanted to ask was whether there was anything abnormal on An Jin's father's side.
From the revival of spiritual energy to now, they have discovered spiritual stone mines. The silence abroad now is really inconsistent with his usual cognition, and he always feels that this is the calm before the storm. Maybe suddenly, there will be big news abroad.
Zhou Taotao understood: "It really is."
Even though it was an encrypted call, he insisted on speaking quietly. "His father is fine. An Jin asked his father to contact relatives abroad, but he found that there was one person he couldn't get through to. He asked a relative who was familiar with him, and the relative said that he had been unable to get through to that person for a month."
"At the time, we just thought the phone number had changed, and the relatives were thinking about when to go and check on the family, but they got so busy with work and life that they forgot. After An Jin's father called, the relatives went to the family's house again, but the place was empty. We have reported the matter to the police, but there has been no progress so far."
Yan Jue's heart moved: "Disappearing at this time, could it be..."
"It's hard to say," Zhou Taotao said seriously. "I won't say much else without definite information. Just make your own guesses. It's inappropriate for me to say anything. But the higher-ups have already started mobilizing their spies to investigate, so we should have news soon."
"Okay, I understand." Yan Jue naturally wouldn't talk nonsense, so he changed the subject: "I saw someone on the mobile phone forum say that contribution points can be exchanged for ancient books?"
"Yes." Zhou Taotao said in a relaxed tone, "After all, only a minority of people can cultivate. According to statistics from our army, less than 60% of them have spiritual roots, and even fewer can successfully draw in Qi. After drawing in Qi, if you want to advance further, that is another high threshold."
"So, the higher-ups wanted to take this opportunity to gather together a number of classics treasured by those in the metaphysical world and reorganize them. Once the news of the spiritual energy revival is made public, in order to minimize the potential disturbance, the authorities will definitely provide the public with more choices."
That’s the revival of spiritual energy. Who doesn’t want to become an immortal?
But what if I don't have any spiritual roots and the wonderful world has nothing to do with me? That's when those classics come in handy.
"If I can't cultivate immortality, then I can't go for the bodybuilding and spiritual cooking skills either. There are also options like cultivating true qi, cultivating Buddha power, and becoming a Gu Master or Feng Shui Master. Although these aren't as powerful as cultivating immortality, at least I can hope to connect with the new world."
Yan Jue understood immediately: "The country has done everything it can to list so many options for you. If it really doesn't work out, then it just means you're not destined to be together. It's better not to force it."
This cannot be blamed on the country, we can only blame ourselves.
Moreover, both directions require a long time to study. This not only gives the people sufficient time to digest the ideas, but also provides the country with a smooth transition.
Yan Jue could only describe this move as: "Brilliant."
“I’m actually looking forward to that day.”
"Who isn't?" Zhou Taotao laughed. "The laws for the new world are already being perfected, and the military responsible for maintaining order is also undergoing intensive training. By then, China will undoubtedly be the most well-prepared nation in the world!"
Whenever he thought of that scene, waves of emotion welled up in his chest.
"Xiao Jue, you've been a great contributor. Maybe the higher-ups will even promote you, the top cultivator, as their spokesperson."
"Don't make fun of me." Yan Jue shushed him. "Be careful, I'll complain to Director Pan when I get back and make him double your homework."
Zhou Taotao immediately backed off, changed the subject back to normal, talked about a few interesting things that happened during the registration process, and then hung up the phone and went back to work.
Yan Jue touched his chin, thinking of the question he had just asked about An Jin, and raised his hand to send a private message to Zhuo Feng to ask if he had time recently.
Just as his finger was about to touch the game icon, he suddenly paused, thinking of another more serious problem. He had already unlocked Ah Qing's biography, so should he unlock Zhuo Feng and Noel's as well?
His first reaction after this thought arose was not to unlock it.
Ah Qing's biography was unlocked out of frustration, unable to return to reality despite never being able to reach maximum favorability. What about Zhuo Feng and Noel's? While their biographies documented their future paths, everything had changed since they arrived at kindergarten.
Zhuo Feng wanted to subdue the fox tribe, and with the help of technology, it would certainly be less stressful than fighting alone. He also felt a sense of concern, no longer cold and detached from love. Even if he became the supreme demon of the Tianchen Continent, the scenarios described in some novels, where such people might destroy themselves or the world, wouldn't necessarily happen.
Noel's father also made a deal with them, and the base on land has taken shape. No matter what disaster the mermaids of Atlantis will face, there will always be a place to shelter some of the tribesmen, or it will be enough for them to protect Noel.
On the premise that their future is guaranteed and Yan Jue himself cannot interfere in anything in other dimensions, is it necessary for him to unlock their biographies and peek into the future?
However, there was another opposing voice in his heart clamoring: Only if you read their biographies can you better help them avoid future disasters!
91 had said not to tell the cub about the biography, or he would be immediately untied. Yan Jue remembered this clearly. However, there were still loopholes that could be exploited.
If he knew about the disaster that would happen to the mermaids in the future, he could secretly sneak some items that could help people survive the disaster better into the transaction with Noel's father, using the excuse that they were gifts.
If he knew what conspiracy Zhuo Feng might encounter in the Fox Clan, he could also give him a few more eavesdropping devices that could detect the conspiracy.
Of course this is just an ideal approach, but either way it means that he must read Biography 2.
Yan Jue struggled and hesitated, but finally decided to test 91's attitude first. He didn't want the matter to end up as a regret of his own self-righteousness.
As for the reason——
"91, Ah Qing once gave me an S-level energy stone. Can I give it to Ah Qing?"
The biography states that the protagonist, relying on Ah Qing's ability to sense the energy of minerals, saved enough money to leave the chaotic star field. Since he was short of money, why not just give Ah Qing the S-class energy stone and let him take it back to reality?
He knew that the S-level energy stone had caused a sensation, and he was mainly testing whether he could find a loophole.
91's answer delighted him: "Sure."
Yan Jue calmed himself down and spoke more bluntly, "After Ah Qing sold the energy stone, he took the protagonist away from the chaotic star field early. It shouldn't be my fault, right? I didn't tell Ah Qing about his future."
"Players don't need to test it." 91 was even more blunt: "As long as players don't tell the cubs about the biography, they can exploit the remaining language loopholes."
Yan Jue cleared his throat and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Well, can we be more tactful in our words?"
"Since the future has been rewritten, the system will not prevent players from interfering with the problems that the cub will encounter in the future. The restriction of not allowing players to tell the cub the character's biography is mainly to prevent the cub from developing too many negative emotions and causing its own plane to shake."
Regardless of whether the cub has that mentality or not, the system has taken preventive measures early on.
Yan Jue thought about his children's personalities and felt that mental breakdown and the like should not happen to them.
91 spoke at the right moment, "Players, please don't get your hopes up. The various features and limitations currently available in the system are based on the experience gained from countless previous systems, and they aren't random."
Yan Jue was speechless.
This was the first time he had respectfully sent off the honest-to-God 91. He was so happy that he happily left a message to Zhuo Feng telling him about An Jin.
When asking for help, one naturally has to be humble. In order not to waste Zhuo Feng's time, he rushed back to Beijing before receiving a reply.
At that time, the registration work within the Special Management Bureau was in full swing.
Those who arrived early the day before, after seeing all the benefits, couldn't wait to greet their friends and relatives who were still waiting and asked them to fly over to register. At the same time, they didn't dare to stay any longer and flew back to look for ancient books that could be used.
So after four days of registration, when Yan Jue returned to the Special Management Bureau, he just walked to the street where the courtyard was located and was stunned to see the monks and Taoists coming and going on the street. He was a little unable to react.
He knew there were a lot of people, but only after seeing it with his own eyes did he realize how eye-catching it was.
With such a grand occasion, it would be strange if it didn’t attract onlookers.
Looking at the passersby around him who couldn't help but glance at him out of curiosity, Yan Jue mustered up his courage and stepped into the crowd of Buddhists and Taoists. However, just as he turned a corner and was about to go in, he was stopped by someone.
"If you want to watch the fun, you can't go any further. If you want to register, go to the back and queue up."
Yan Jue pondered how he could successfully navigate the final alleyway and enter the courtyard gate without revealing his identity. Special Management Bureau identification? He didn't have it with him in the dorm. Call someone inside? With so many people around, wouldn't that disrupt their work? Pull out his phone for verification? He didn't want to be watched.
After weighing the pros and cons, Yan Jue silently retreated to an empty corner and covered his entire body with spiritual energy, blurring his existence. Then he tiptoed up and flew up, and after a few jumps he stood in the courtyard of the Special Management Bureau.
As a monk, he naturally chose the monk's way and returned home in a low-key manner.
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