Back at the hotel, Annan closed the window, opened the Gospel and prayed for a miracle of a silent barrier to prevent eavesdropping.

After Panji prepared jasmine tea for everyone, he slowly said, "I can drive the hovercraft on the sky highway from Nabisting to Fanmu La in 18 hours. As long as I tell you that Liz is Mr. and Miss Ash's favorite child, Madam Qinna will take good care of her."

It was obvious that he had thought about these words countless times on the way back, and what he said was logical and convincing.

Liz, who was looking at the hand mirror, suddenly raised her head. Just as she was about to say something, Ash stuffed a piece of chocolate into her mouth, and then he kneaded her shoulders rhythmically. Although she wanted to get angry, Liz's mood immediately melted like the chocolate in her mouth when Ash flattered her like this.

The blue-haired butler put the suitcase on the table: "The Beauty's Clothing Box is our only space prop. It contains various weapons, clothing, food, and emergency transportation. It can deal with any emergency situation... Harvey's coffin must also be kept in it."

"Alice doesn't have to sleep in a coffin." Harvey suddenly said, "She can disguise herself as a normal person, and even have the ability to breathe, maintain body temperature, and speak. If necessary, she can act with us..."

The young butler glanced at him, and the necromancer shut his mouth obediently, staring blankly with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

“Although I may seem a bit too arrogant to say this,” Pan Ji said, “but unless you suddenly advance to the Holy Domain…even after you advance to the Holy Domain, I will still be the most powerful magician in the Funeral Office. Thanks to this body that never grows, I have never fallen from my peak.”

"I never doubted that." An Nan gently moved her earrings and said with a smile, "Ban Ji, you have been ranked third in the Two-Wing Ice Arts Ranking for eight consecutive years... If you hadn't helped me secretly several times when I ran away from home, I would have been bullied a long time ago."

As if recalling the past, Panji's mouth curled up slightly: "No, Miss, you have been full of leadership charm since then. No matter where you go, you will meet companions who are willing to help you or even like you, such as Miss Cleos, Miss Slimolo, Miss Eliflin... It's just that sometimes you are a little naughty."

Ash and the others were stunned when they heard this - you have to know that the Gospel is a society ruled by law with excellent public security, but even in this state, they can still cause trouble that requires Panji to step in to solve it. This is no longer something that can be described by kindergarten-level words like 'naughty', right?

"I was a little ignorant when I was young." An Nan was also shameless: "But I dared to be so reckless at that time, in large part because I knew that if something happened to me, Banji, you would definitely come to save me."

"Rather than saying I was young, I was more like a kid in kindergarten." Zi Fei Moth sat cross-legged on the bed, swaying back and forth, eyes narrowed with a smile: "I got into trouble every day and had to trouble my parents to clean up."

"Once a person becomes dependent, he or she will always be a child who needs an adult to pick him or her up."

An Nan lowered her head, her hair covering her face, making it hard to see her expression: "But I am no longer a child, and I can no longer be a child."

After that, Purple Moth looked at the Trickster, who opened the Gospel and said, "Based on the intelligence from the mermaid and the information I collected yesterday, I determined that our best chance to enter the palace is the "Palace Dinner" held on the day the Gospel List is announced."

"On that day, all the powerful people in the Full Gospel and the consortium families will send people to attend the banquet, waiting for the birth of the new queen. Such a high-level banquet must be monitored very strictly, but there are so many guests and they are a mixed bag. That is the only loophole we can exploit... Although in my opinion, this plan is no different from becoming Harvey's experimental material, it is still more realistic than breaking into the palace."

"I will find a way to 'borrow' the identities of a few guests on that day." An Nan said, "There is no need to keep the Gospel Points that the Duolan Family has accumulated over the years."

"Even if we can enter the palace, there is still a critical problem." Igula said, "The banquet is used to celebrate the Gospel List and witness the change of the queen. That means that within a few hours from the beginning to the end of the banquet, the Gospel List will be issued. We must achieve our goal during this time - assassinate the princess who will soon become the next queen under the heavy protection of the palace."

"There is only one chance, and only a few hours."

"That sounds like a pretty outrageous plan," Harvey said.

"That's right." The fraudster spread his hands. "A plan that even Harvey finds outrageous - I don't think there is a more accurate description than this. Let's not talk about what will happen if we fail. Even if we succeed, and the First Gospel is indeed invalid, will the Lord's Wish be granted to you immediately? Miss, do you have a chance to make a wish? You can only make one wish. Can it really solve all the problems?"

An Nan glanced at Igula and said, "If it were you, would you give up after reaching this point?"

"……Won't."

"Although we grew up in different environments, have different genders, and different personalities, and except for some overlapping interests, almost everything else is different, but you and I are the same type of people." An Nan said, "The only reason we keep this life is to be used as a bargaining chip at the gambling table someday."

“I am not that anymore,” Igulla said.

"Since it's so dangerous, I should stay!" Ban Ji said anxiously: "Whether it's logistics or combat, I can definitely help you--"

"Before assassinating the princess, we need to work as temporary staff to explore the topography of the city, and even visually depict the interior of the palace." An Nan did not answer Ban Ji directly, but continued: "In other words, we have to work part-time these days."

"I have to work again?" Harvey couldn't help but complain, "Do I have to move bricks again?"

"Don't worry, not only will you not have to carry bricks, you won't even have any memory of working," Igulla said. "You will just feel like you get paid right after you get off work."

Yashu asked curiously, "Is there such a good thing?"

"Did you notice when you were in Happy World just now that once you had any needs, the nearby staff would provide services to you first?" Igula said, "And it's not just in Happy World. Any staff you meet anywhere in the underground city will be able to 'preemptively' meet your needs."

Ash and the others were slightly startled, and then they recalled that they had rarely spoken outside these days - whether they were shopping or doing other things, the hotel staff would immediately appear in front of them to provide them with help without waiting for them to open their mouths, which caused Ash to not practice his stand much in the past two days.

It's not like they didn't have doubts in their hearts, but questioning others "why the service attitude is bad" is reasonable, while questioning others "why the service attitude is good" seems too weird, so they let it go - again, they were just passing by the underground city and didn't care about the stories here.

But now it seems they too will become part of the story.

“This is because they are working in a state of ‘apocalypse’ all the time,” Iguerra said.

Ash tilted his head along with Liz: "Wait, I remember that the Apocalypse can only last for 5 minutes every hour, right? They can't just work for 5 minutes every hour, right?"

"Personal Apocalypse lasts for 5 minutes every hour, but Work Apocalypse is different." Igula said: "The work system in Nabisteen is completely different from other places. Simply put, when you meet the basic requirements of the job, you can sign a work contract. During working hours, you will always be in Work Apocalypse. You don't need to think at all. You can complete all the work with your colleagues very efficiently based on intuition."

"I have never experienced the apocalypse, so I don't understand it even if you tell me about it."

"There are game instructions in the games you play, right?" Igula said, "'Work Apocalypse' is like a game prompt that tells you what to do every minute and every second. For you, the whole world is made up of very specific tasks. You don't need to have any subjective initiative, you just need to be a gear and turn it."

"Is it that easy?"

"It's not easy at all." Igula said seriously: "Because you need to devote yourself to work all the time, the "work apocalypse" is said to be a very uncomfortable experience. It can even be said that when you are working, you are not yourself, but just a tool to translate the apocalypse."

Ash was surprised and asked, "Then why are there still people willing to accept the "Work Revelation"? "

“Because you can erase your memory.”

"ah?"

"Didn't I just say that if we go to work, our direct experience is that we are about to go to work one second, and the next second we have already left work and received our salary." Igula said: "Because the "work apocalypse" will control our thinking throughout the whole process, there is no such thing as "work experience" in Nabisteen. The memory of that time at work is meaningless to us, so a brand new way of working quickly became the mainstream of Nabisteen-"

"As long as the work memory is deleted, the workers will get their wages as soon as they open their eyes. Everyone named it the "Gospel Worker System". The orderly production, entertainment services and even social security of the underground city rely on this system to prosper to this extent, and it is not inferior to other first-tier cities supported by the royal family."

"What a genius system! Just for this reason, Nabisteen is worthy of being the imperial capital." The fraudster sighed, his voice seemed to be full of admiration: "Famula uses white mist to deceive the senses of citizens, making them mistake physical pleasure for work enthusiasm; Mengfeila controls the subconscious to force citizens to work hard and overtime, essentially using miracles to wear away their laziness."

"Even first-tier cities with the highest productivity, such as Vanmurra and Mengfeila, are only trying to reduce citizens' aversion to work. After all, without poison and brainwashing, who would be willing to work hard?"

Ash nodded repeatedly in agreement, and Liz touched his head in return.

"But this is completely the opposite in Nabistim. Everyone is willing and even eager to work. For them, work is just a change in the clock, and then they get paid - this money is no different from free money."

Ash couldn't help but feel yearning. It must be said that Nabisteen's characteristics are much better than those of Fanmula and Mengfeila. Hearing about it, he wanted to settle down in Nabisteen... Blood Moon? What blood moon? What is that? I'm not very familiar with it. Don't mention this word again in the future. I'm afraid Nabisteen will be unhappy.

No wonder everyone is willing to be a "drifter" even if they live in the dark underground. Ash thought they were so diligent and hardworking, but it turns out that each of them may be even lazier than Ash - after all, Ash still needs to expend his magic power to summon a substitute, but they sign a contract and get their salary in the blink of an eye. According to the actual work intensity, Ash might be ranked in the top ten in the underground city.