He gasped, already picturing the tragic scene of being wiped out in one fell swoop.
"What should we do then?"
Ling Qingxue frowned.
She dedicated her life to spiritual practice; how could she ever be troubled by such mundane matters?
At this moment, however, I truly felt the constraints of the rules of this unfamiliar world.
Zhang Shaozhong scratched his head, deep in thought:
"Well... there are ways... but they're all incredibly difficult. Either we could spend a fortune to find a really powerful connection to create a completely convincing fake identity... but we don't have that kind of money."
Or, once you regain some of your strength, you might gain some... um... supernatural abilities like influencing others' perception or becoming invisible? But that's a long way off. Or... "
He paused, then lowered his voice:
"I can only try to keep a low profile and go out less. If I have to go out, I have to disguise myself and avoid crowded places and places with surveillance cameras. If I encounter a checkpoint... I can only run away or make up a story."
Night Enchantress was stunned:
"Why are you acting like a thief just because you're going out?"
Ling Qingxue also felt a wave of powerlessness.
A tiger fallen into the plains, a dragon swimming in shallow waters—this is generally true.
"So, my two ancestors!"
Zhang Shaozhong clasped his hands together in a pleading gesture.
"I'm begging you! Please, please don't go out on your own! Follow orders! We're currently 'infiltrating'!"
Understand? Go infiltrate!
He picked up the oversized hoodie:
“If you ever have to go out in the future, Fairy, you’d better wear this hat and walk with your head down.”
"Ma'am, could you... could you tone it down a bit? Stop walking so... swaying so gracefully? Wear something more conservative!"
Night Enchantress:
"..." She looked down at her impressive figure, then at Zhang Shaozhong's ordinary T-shirt, with an expression that said, "Are you trying to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?"
Ling Qingxue silently expressed her disdain for the phrase "swaying gracefully," but still nodded slightly, agreeing with the suggestion to "keep a low profile."
After this intimidating education, the two women finally gained a preliminary understanding of the seriousness of being "unregistered residents" and temporarily gave up the idea of going out without permission.
But Zhang Shaozhong's heart was still heavy.
It's like carrying two time bombs in your arms, not knowing when they'll explode.
He looked at the two men, one frowning and the other expressionless, sighed, and resignedly picked up his phone.
"Alright, let's eat first... Tomorrow, I'll think of something to do at home... Sigh, life is really..."
Before he could finish speaking, a loud broadcast suddenly came from outside the window, growing louder as it approached:
"Attention residents! Attention residents!"
A census of migrant population registration will be conducted soon. All residents are requested to cooperate actively and truthfully report their information…
The loudspeaker van slowly drove past downstairs, its sound clearly reaching the room.
Zhang Shaozhong:
"!!!"
Ling Qingxue: "..."
Night Enchantress: "...What the hell is this now?"
Zhang Shaozhong's chopsticks fell onto the table with a "clatter".
Oh no! What I feared most has come to pass!
A census?! If they're going door-to-door to register people, how are these two in his house supposed to "report the truth"?!
His face instantly turned even paler than Ling Qingxue's.
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