Zhenshan River
After Wu Ci finished calming down his audience before they even saw anyone, the captain and members of the law enforcement team still had their guns drawn.
Their eyes even showed some fear, "You...you are not——!"
Wu Ci looked up and saw that it was an acquaintance.
Isn’t this the same law enforcement team that arrested them yesterday?
When I turned around again, I saw the guy next to me with a look of stupidity in his eyes and a silly grin on his face while holding a gun. Wasn't he the one I just met in the auditorium this morning?
"Ah, this is a misunderstanding, but my identity is true."
Wu Ci hadn't officially started work yet, and hadn't received any ID to prove his identity, but he wasn't panicking at all. As he spoke, he took out his spiritualist ID and waved it at a speed that was too fast to be seen by the naked eye.
With his credentials, his convincing tone and calm demeanor, the law enforcement team believed him.
Of course, it could also be the effect of the newly upgraded [Preaching] talent, plus the peculiarities of the preservation inspection office.
The Inspection Department is a department that is kept secret. Although everyone avoids it because of Director Li’s false propaganda and the disguise of the predecessors who are slacking off inside, it is undeniable that it is indeed an indispensable department in the eyes of outsiders.
There are few people but a lot of work to do. They work hard but get paid little. They have to be like 007 every day and are almost omnipotent. They work hard with the belief of helping the people, and there have been no new people entering for many years. Therefore, those who can survive until now are all extremely awesome and capable seniors.
This name is reassuringly reliable as soon as it comes out.
"So that's how it is..."
"I was wondering, how could I run into a criminal by such a coincidence... Turns out it was my senior... He must have been carrying out some kind of mission at the time..."
Wu Ci raised his hand to suppress their voices, and said gently but without rejection, "The evil spirit is still spreading. Let's evacuate these shallow believers who have just been brainwashed and are not sober yet, and then talk. We can also gain some merits when the special forces come."
The captain of the law enforcement team was a little embarrassed. "You are right, but we can't get out for the time being. The door was clearly broken open, but it was locked in the blink of an eye. It is probably caused by the pollution. I have to trouble you to contact your superiors outside to think of a solution."
Can't get out? Contact your supervisor?
Wu Ci was a little panicked for a moment.
His real body doesn't have the Heavenly Starvation Sutra to suppress the evil spirit, so he can't get out, and he will be infected. And how can he contact his superiors? He hasn't officially started work yet, and today he is just working overtime to fill the vain. This work was done by Director Li who called him through a single line.
The black cat quietly tugged at his clothes from behind and stood on tiptoe to speak to his ear.
"Hmm?" Wu Ci smiled gently and lowered his head slightly to listen to him.
"Brother Aci, they are watching. My ability is not very useful. I can't just take out a soul and blow up the door right now. Your spiritual power should be more effective. You can directly open this level of magic blockade."
"Senior, who is this?"
Wu Ci rubbed the black cat's head in front of them, "He is my friend and brother. He came here without permission because he was worried about me. But please don't worry. I have already warned him. He will not affect your work."
Although it does not comply with the regulations, the seniors have said so, and it is obviously undeniable. Those who are sensible will not continue to raise this issue.
The captain of the law enforcement team nodded immediately and said, "Do you want to contact your superiors now? Do you need us to add signal enhancement equipment?"
"There's no need to go to so much trouble. Just lead these shallow believers out and keep them under guard until the follow-up personnel come to pick them up." Wu Ci said, and walked straight to the glass door without hindrance in their puzzled gazes. He broke the chain tied to the candlestick with his bare hands and opened the door that could not be opened.
The Special Operations Team that arrived wore the same uniform as the law enforcement team, but with an additional sword logo on their chest representing the department.
The leading special operations team member said sternly, "The law enforcement team reported the situation."
The captain of the law enforcement team trotted over to salute and report.
The area where the Dusk Bar is located has been completely cleared, and because the evil spirit may spread, the area cleared is even larger.
Wu Ci thought it was almost time and planned to escape.
"Senior, wait!"
He turned around and found that it was the old man he had seen in the auditorium this morning. The unfortunate guy was holding a gun and rushing to catch up with Wu Ci, "Please wait a moment, senior."
Wu Ci stopped in his tracks.
This old man is quite knowledgeable. After seeing this situation, he did not expose his identity as a spiritualist. Instead, he pretended not to know and followed others in calling him "senior".
He turned and smiled, "May I ask what I can do for you?"
The turn was too sudden, and Bai Budu braked suddenly, almost bumping into him. He looked around and saw no one, so he said in a low voice, "Um, Master Yuling, my name is Bai Budu, and I'm sorry for offending you this morning..."
Wu Ci laughed, "Don't worry about it, it's just a small matter, how can it be considered an offense? I haven't even thanked you for not exposing my identity."
Bai Budu said seriously, "Director Zhang specifically instructed us this morning. I understand. You must be carrying out some special mission."
"...That's fine." Wu Ci sighed, "Okay, then, what's the matter?"
"I think--"
Before he could finish his words, the captain of the law enforcement team and the captain of the special operations team came running over and interrupted him, "Senior, after the colleagues of the special operations team reported the matter to their superior, the superior wanted to contact you alone."
Seeing this, Bai Budu shut up and stopped talking, then quietly retreated with a bit of disappointment.
Wu Ci could have put the matter aside and called him, but in his eyes, Bai Budu was really of no use, so he was too lazy to bother meddling in other people's business, and did not say much, turning his attention to the officer who wanted to talk to him.
He looked at the communicator in the hand of the special operations team leader and took it, while the people around him stepped back tactfully.
"Hello, sir." He put the communicator to his ear.
There was silence for a long time on the other end of the communicator. Just when Wu Ci thought that the communicator was malfunctioning or the superior was not there, a young man's stammering voice finally came through the communicator: "... No, no... No, not sir. We will all be... classmates and colleagues from the same period."
"Hmm?" Wu Ci clearly understood, but pretended not to understand what he meant.
The young man was getting anxious, but the more anxious he got, the less he could speak, and his expression became more and more unclear, "Zhen, Chief Zhen...Zhen, it's us, we want to see you, report the evil spirit, now!"
He tried to speak clearly and fluently, but Wu Ci felt that he was about to cry out of anxiety.
"Okay, okay, don't worry," Wu Ci soothed gently, "You mean, you know my identity, we are colleagues and classmates at Dark Star University, and the director of the town asked me to go to him now to report today's magic energy problem?"
Hearing that he understood, the young man on the other end of the communicator happily agreed: "Yes... yes!"
Although the young man stuttered, he was very friendly. "My name is Zhao Xu, the chief of the town... Now, now, in the bureau, let... let, let them take you there!"
It feels like a big scam... He owed money and couldn't pay it back, so he was captured by Zhen Shanhe and forced to be the necromancer of 007?
The capitalist Zhen Shanhe has done all kinds of bad things, even Ji Ba was not spared.
What is this called? Forcing disabled people to work?
"Thank you very much, Zhaoxu." Wu Ci hung up the communicator, handed the box of spirit stones and the contract certificate he had just obtained to Black Cat and asked him to take it back, then took the special operations team's armed hovercraft directly back to the Special Management Bureau.
At night, the sun above the White Tower was extinguished in the upper city, creating the same sky changes as before the Sky Canopy Project. However, there was not a single star on the false sky that enveloped the entire dark star and the city. Instead, the colorful neon lights and high-rise buildings were even more dazzling, and the lights of the Special Management Bureau were as brilliant as during the day.
The armed hovercraft was granted access and parked on the helipad on the rooftop on the left side of the building.
The apron began to sink, like an elevator, below the roof, transporting it to a dedicated garage.
When Wu Ci got off the car, a special robot was already waiting at the door.
The garage, which was so wide that the end of it was visible, was filled with hovercrafts and various types of armed vehicles. The air was sprayed with deodorant, but the smell of metal still remained.
Under the bleak cold light, the robot's electronic eyes flashed red, and a cold electronic voice came from the loudspeaker:
[Dear Master of the Spirits, please follow me. The Director is waiting for you.]
It would probably take a lot of effort to restrain yourself from taking action against the capitalist boss who killed you in your previous life.
Moreover, this capitalist now wants to deprive him of his freedom by using the evil loan contract, putting an electronic handcuff on his wrist that can control him at any time, and making him his direct subordinate and 007 every day.
Wu Ci calmed his mind and followed the robot, using his brain to memorize all the routes around him as he walked, planning the factors that could be used for escape in case he was exposed.
After walking for a while, they entered a private elevator.
[ID scan completed]
[Access granted]
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
In front of him was a whole floor of offices, with a large door made entirely of gray metal right in front of him.
The robot retreated silently.
Wu Ci licked his back teeth, adjusted his expression, and repeatedly told himself to be patient for the time being, to be respectful, and to adapt to circumstances.
After preparing himself mentally, he took a step forward. The metal door sensed his identity information and opened automatically.
What comes into view is an office that is wider than several football fields. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the distance overlook the entire dazzling Dark Star City.
Perhaps because of this, there is not even a main light source in such a spacious office.
However, it may not be accurate to say that I was looking down. To be more precise, this floor was too high. Through such a large floor-to-ceiling window, I could only see the densely packed cold high-rise buildings with neon lights and sabers. Occasionally, an armed hovercraft with the permission to fly at this height would pass by quickly, and I could not see the situation on the ground at all. It seemed that everything was suspended in the clouds made of gorgeous neon lights, without the sense of reality and security of being on solid ground.
The floor-to-ceiling windows blocked out all the sounds from outside. There was clearly a broadcast, and clearly the Sky Group was sucking blood, stealing money, and oppressing people... There was clearly an illusory yellow holographic warning line prohibiting foreign hovercraft from approaching the high-rise building of the Heroic Spirit Special Affairs Administration... And clearly outside the window, it seemed to still be raining.
But the silence in the office, coupled with the view outside the French window, made Wu Ci feel a sudden fear and suffocation of a giant in this world.
It is a feeling of being excluded and suffocated by a series of negative words such as loneliness, fear, oppression, etc., which makes people... unable to feel that they are still alive.
A man in a black military uniform stood in front of the French window with his back to Wu Ci, playing with a pebble that had been polished to the texture of jade.
The ground around him was littered with various stones, some of which were strange and rugged, while others had been half-polished. They dimly reflected the colorful light of rain hitting the French windows, like precious gems.
This is probably the town of mountains and rivers.
The head of the capitalists, the chairman of the Sky Group, and also the director of the Special Management Bureau.
Wu Ci carefully did not step over the stones. He stood a distance away and bowed his head, "Director Zhen."
The man turned around and asked, "Are you Wuci?"
The sound that reached his ears was hoarse like a broken bellows. Wu Ci raised his head and quickly glanced at Zhen Shanhe.
He was probably in his 30s, with a neat crew cut, dark golden eyes, and a long scar on his throat that looked like his throat had been cut.
He stood straight, dressed neatly, and was about 1.9 meters tall, a head taller than Wu Ci. There was a sense of oppression when he stood in front of people, as if he was the city that formed a jungle of sabers outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. His temperament and figure were more like a soldier than a capitalist.
As for the face, even the bones were ordinary, hidden in the neon light coming in from the French windows, and it was not very clear. The combination of the facial features, except for the pair of dark golden eyes, was almost to the point of being forgotten after just one look.
His ordinary face was so inconsistent with his temperament, it was like... a fake face.
To be honest, this is not quite the same as the capitalist imagined by witches. But the fact that he is a capitalist is disgusting enough.
Wu Ci thought of the life he had played with in his previous life, and he wished that he could now disregard everything and mobilize the little spiritual power he had left to let the heroic spirit possess him and strangle Zhen Shanhe's neck, tearing off his flesh and blood! He wanted to strangle this guy to death!
Carrying with it the obsessions and hatreds of the previous life, once this thought arises it is like a weed that takes root and grows wildly.
"Keep your head up."
It was like the hoarse sound of a broken bellows.
There was no respect, no titles, and the tone did not sound like speaking to a person, but rather to an object that could be viewed at will.
Wu Ci concealed the hatred and anger in his eyes, suppressed his brutal murderous intent, raised his head respectfully, and even struggled to move his facial muscles, forcing himself to reveal an admiring smile.
His chin was pinched and his face was raised forcefully.
Zhen Shanhe used his other hand to push away the hair that was covering Wu Ci's eyebrows.
Seeing the pair of cyan eyes and the red scar under the left eye that looked like a tear stain, he was stunned. His dark golden eyes were a little dazed in the darkness, but he was not easily bewitched by Wu Ci's two or three words like the others. After he came to his senses, he immediately turned away from Wu Ci's face with disgust.
He turned away from the French window filled with stones, walked a distance, and finally said to Wu Ci in a cold voice, "Come here."
Wu Ci's adaptability to silently endure, his rationality and restraint, patience and self-cultivation that he was proud of, seemed to be of little use in front of Zhen Shanhe, his former and present enemy.
He has endured too much silently, secretly swallowed up too much resentment and pain, and when he encounters the fuse that triggers him to experience all this, it will explode uncontrollably.
If he fails to kill the man in front of him, he will go hopelessly and irreversibly insane.
But, it's not the right time yet.
Wu Ci bit the tip of his tongue, his nails digging into his palms with his clenched fists. He used up all his rationality and repeatedly warned himself not to do it, as if punishing himself, until he believed that the thought of not doing it was stamped in his mind.
Finally, he lowered his eyes and followed in silence.
Thank you guys. I heard many of you said to use the second one, "A Villainous Lady, But a Concerned Citizen", so I decided to use the second one. I had half of the cover done when I heard someone suggest using "I'm the Villain's First Running Dog".
I'm suddenly enlightened and it's like seeing the skyAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! (Jumping up and down)(Going crazy)(Death roll)(Jumping sideways)(Yelling)(Crawling with a decent shriek)
It feels as cool as the romance novels! And the heroine suddenly has the characteristics of a dark bitch like me.jpg
The readers who like strong heroines and delicate heroines will not scold me when they see this title. This title will definitely attract dark and funny people with good mental state. Readers can crawl and go crazy with me. (Happy)
I will upload it tomorrow at the latest when it is done. (My mental state is still good today. I have become more and more energetic since I got the mental illness.jpg)
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