Summer is extremely boring and long for Hope City, which has almost no greenery.
This is especially true for people like Lin Qingliu who travel frequently.
At this moment, he was sitting in a bumpy military vehicle, passing through the East Third Gate of the inner city and heading towards his clinic.
It is already late August, and it is a relatively peaceful time. Some believers are busy with training, some are busy accompanying their children to study, some are busy investigating cases, some are busy with scientific research, and some are busy cosplaying as Batman...
We are all busy, it is better to be busy...
Lin Qingliu complained in his heart and began to think about the next arrangements.
After a period of mobile psychological treatment, the team of psychologists led by Lin Qingliu has basically completed the follow-up comfort of the infected riot incident.
For those whose hearts are traumatized, time is the best comfort. All Lin Qingliu can do is to use suggestion to subjectively prolong the soldiers' perception of time so that they will no longer feel so entangled and painful.
At the end of the mission, Lin Qingliu wrote down some of his ideas in a report and gave it to Wencheng.
The content mainly includes his thoughts on the military pension process in Hope City.
Wen Cheng gave face to this superpower who was not good at fighting and read the report in person.
Lin Qingliu could see that the general was quite satisfied with his performance.
This is not only reflected in the other party's expression, but also in the payment of rewards.
It has to be said that as one of the three major institutions, the military is really willing to spend a lot of money.
The remuneration Lin Qingliu received in this mission was divided into three parts: the salary for being hired as an external psychologist for the military, the subsidy for long-term missions, and a "settlement fee".
Wencheng thinks highly of Lin Qingliu, a very useful psychologist with super powers. In order to make sure that Lin Qingliu can get whatever he wants in the future, he specially approved a resettlement allowance and ordered Lin Qingliu to move into the inner city within ten days.
The two-story clinic that originally belonged to him in the outer city will be purchased at market price.
This order was also the source of Lin Qingliu’s resettlement expenses.
The sum of these several payments together was already a huge sum for a normal psychologist. Adding in the income Lin Qingliu had saved before, and the little gray income that El brought him when he cleared the outer city area, Lin Qingliu's total deposits finally exceeded 400,000 information coins.
This money is enough for him to buy a relatively remote house in the inner city.
Therefore, it would be more accurate to say that he was carrying out an official moving mission rather than taking a vacation at this time.
Although the order was a bit harsh, Lin Qingliu gladly accepted it.
This was partly because he did have the idea of moving into the inner city. After all, being closer to the center would allow him to better coordinate his believers. In addition, the inner city was relatively close to everywhere, making it easier for him to take action in an emergency.
On the other hand, Wencheng gave too much, and it was really difficult for him to refuse such a big gift.
Although Lin Qingliu's strongest path has reached the fifth energy level at this time, he is still willing to abide by the rules between humans.
When operating within human rules, money is a necessity, even if it is called information currency.
Lin Qingliu had already thought about the development direction after entering the inner city. For a secret organization, he had always wanted to build a facility similar to a base.
His [Natural History] pathway has reached the third level, so it is not difficult for him to carry out some basic designs.
But before moving, he still has some things to do...
"Just leave me here. I'm going to buy some woven bags to pack my things when I get back."
Lin Qingliu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled and talked to the driver, asking him to drop him off near a market two blocks away from the clinic.
He didn't want the military too close to his home, and that was a valid reason.
After purchasing several woven bags officially produced by the factory, Lin Qingliu returned to his clinic with a relaxed pace.
Relying on his five senses that had been strengthened many times, he confirmed that no one was following or monitoring him at this time.
He inserted the key and turned the door. A barely visible hair slowly fell down, and Lin Qingliu's expression relaxed again.
After closing the door and walking into the entrance hall, Lin Qingliu looked at the empty clinic and soon noticed an obvious sign of movement, which was a patient registration book placed on the front desk.
He raised his eyebrows, thought of a possibility, and walked over quickly to look through it.
Soon, Lin Qingliu's eyes were fixed on the last line of text in the register:
【Name: Li Xiaodao……
Address: No. 02, Lane 3, 2nd Street, Market, Waicheng District]
Looking at this line of information that appeared out of nowhere, Lin Qingliu's mouth curled up slightly.
That is El's current base.
As a teenager who is sensitive to the outside world and lacks some care, after eating a few meals and treating a few wounds, the relationship between El and Lin Qingliu is actually more like friends with a big age gap than a simple believer and bishop.
Every time the location of the base was changed, El would take the initiative to explain it to Lin Qingliu.
Although he had never taken the initiative to look for the other party, Lin Qingliu was indeed a little touched by such trust.
This time, it was obvious that El discovered that Lin Qingliu was not at home, so he used his ability of dimensional displacement to enter the room and left this message.
I just happened to have something to do with him.
Lin Qingliu put down the woven bag in his hand, looked at the current time, left home again, and headed to Market Second Street written on the address.
It was a somewhat dilapidated alley. Lin Qingliu pushed aside the people who were setting up stalls at the entrance of the alley and walked straight in.
After turning a few corners, the light in the alley became darker and darker, and the air became gradually humid, with a faint smell of mold.
Sensing that there was no one around, Lin Qingliu walked straight towards a big door, activated the dimensional displacement, and went in silently.
For such a meeting, politeness is a bit redundant, and knocking on the door is a meaningless act.
Walking into the narrow house consisting of only two rooms, Lin Qingliu saw two slightly sloppy men at a glance.
One of them was about thirty years old, with a protruding beard on his face, which obviously had not been properly groomed for some time.
At this moment, he was lying on a thin mattress on the ground with his legs spread out, a thin quilt covering him, his body rising and falling with his incessant snoring.
In another room, there was a boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old sleeping. Although he was asleep, he still had a slightly frown on his face, as if he had a naturally cold face.
Lin Qingliu thought about it and felt that it was still early, so he reached out and gently pressed on El's forehead and entered his dream.
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