I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1028 - 947: Anointing Oil (Part 2)

Welcome to the tour...why does it feel like you're actually welcoming me to "participate"? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Looking at the chilling depiction of hell in the brochure, along with the incarceration details and the trial regulations based on crimes, the Serpent Director couldn't help but open his mouth again and said somewhat weakly:

"Isn't this... isn't this a bit overdone?"

"Overdone? It seems pretty okay to me."

Taking half a step forward and glancing at the extremely bloody images on the brochure, Leon blinked and said:

"I think the greatest significance of this isn't punishment, but a potential deterrent. Knowing that such a thing exists is enough to curb most malicious thoughts.

Moreover, it's quite troublesome to bring the living into the Realm of the Dead for a tour, but dreaming is much simpler. When it fully opens at the end of the year, I plan to arrange for a batch of nightmares, letting new officials experience a small dream for a week to see how effective the deterrence is.

Of course, just deterrence without rewards isn't viable either. However, since the construction of the underworld branches has just begun, the rewards need to follow up slowly. Currently, the only thing we can provide is personal safety insurance for outstanding individuals. If they die from overwork during their tenure, we can guarantee a revival."

"..."

"Also, theoretically speaking, these eighteen levels of hell are just for show. But if the warning reaches this extent and is paired with corresponding welfare policies, yet one still can't resist reaching out, then putting a few people in there wouldn't be impossible either.

Given the current situation, I indeed can't fully supervise everyone while they are alive, but after they pass away naturally, I have a pretty comprehensive accountability system. No need to look further, your situation isn't included in these eighteen levels."

Glancing at the Serpent Director who was holding the "Trial Regulation of Criminal Classification" and almost pressing his eyes against it, Leon smiled and said:

"The currently established eighteen levels of hell are just the protocols for handling 'general' heinous crimes. For unprecedented special cases like yours, there's a qualification for adding a private room inside. You'll be going straight to the nineteenth level then."

"..."

"Why are you looking at me? The twelve directors of the Clearing Bureau actually total thirteen people, so having a nineteenth level with my eighteen levels of hell seems quite reasonable, doesn't it?"

Under the gaze filled with a hint of fear from the Serpent Director for the first time, Leon reached a hand to pat him lightly on the shoulder twice, secretly stirring the stormy Heart Lake of the Serpent Director, then promised with a cheerful smile:

"When your time comes, I'll make sure to pay you a visit. I possess the authority of [Fear], and Emma has almost consolidated the authority of [Punishment] recently while supervising the eighteen levels of hell.

Considering your unprecedented 'accomplishments' in the past, it'll be worth the two of us to craft a single-person hell for you to dwell until the Realm of the Dead perishes."

"..."

Damn it... you wish! If that day ever really comes, I'd rather explode my own soul than go to your place!

"Friendly reminder, even if you commit suicide, it won't be of any use."

The pupils and whites of two eyeballs instantly reversed, showcasing a unique aura of 49.9% of the Overlords of the Dead Realm. Then, Leon, whose whole body slowly faded, laughed in the shocked eyes of the Serpent Director:

"After I conquered the entire Realm of the Dead, I gained the ability to reach the death's end beneath the [Cliff of Doomsday]. Even if you shred your soul into a thousand pieces, you'd end up reporting there eventually.

So, preemptive suicide is merely a slight inconvenience to me. As long as I'm willing to spend the time gathering, I can still piece together the fragmented you, and find a way to drag you back for punishment... hehe, the conversation strayed a bit."

After pulling the "Welcome to the Underworld Branch" out of the stiff fingers of the Serpent Director, Leon weighed the not-so-thin brochure in his hand and smilingly asked:

"By the way, I ask you, can this, change the present world?"

As Leon inquired, the You Sui Sanctuary they were in glowed faintly. The Serpent Director's lips uncontrollably opened, squeezing words out from between his teeth:

"Perhaps... it could... but this is... forcibly..."

"Snap!"

Reaching into the mirror world to find the communicator developed by the scholars of the Crolock Kingdom and slamming it onto the brochure, Leon continued to ask:

"By adding this with this, could it change the present world?"

"Or... maybe... but only... partly..."

"Snap!"

Taking out William's old textbook and smashing it onto the communicator, Leon, enjoying the satisfaction of recreating a classic scene, couldn't help but happily pursue further:

"And adding this? Once people are trained as well, can it completely change the present world?"

"Probably... maybe... but it's just... your assumption..."

Tsk... not cooperating at all.

Finished... it's truly over this time!!!

Just as Leon retracted the props, dismayed that the last question couldn't successfully emulate, the clothes on the back of "Prince Vernon" had already uncontrollably seeped large patches of moisture.

The ointment! The ointment from the You Sui Sanctuary is out!

Gazing at the hanging white droplets above, and inhaling the exotic fragrance that began to seep into him slowly, the Serpent Director's soul instinctively curled up entirely, desperately trying to avoid the soaking ointment.

Unfortunately, the characteristic of [Justice] authority is absolute 'fairness'. One must adhere to 'justice' oneself to influence others.

To reverse the influence on Leon, the Serpent Director had already entrusted his [Justice] to the You Sui Sanctuary, merging with the ointment condensed over thousands of years, losing the qualification to withdraw. Evading even became a luxury.

No! This can't go on like this!

Even though the Serpent Director fought hard against it, the ideological embodiment of the ointment continued to drip under his influence, like an ancient water torture, drop by drop impacting his forehead, continually seeping deeper into his soul.

This topic can't continue anymore! At least in the matter of the Thirteen Kingdoms, it's absolutely impossible to win against him!

But if I can't refute him, then I will become the "anointed" one! As long as he doesn't break his word, I have to become his 'follower'! And he just said...

He's going to give me a private room in the nineteenth level of hell, making me stay until the world ends!

...

"I... I admit, your strategy... might indeed hold potential for changing the present world!"

Clenching his teeth to give a positive answer, reluctantly acknowledging Leon's idea, the Serpent Director, while struggling against the ointment's sudden torrent over his head, shouted at the top of his lungs:

"But your idea about the Clearing Bureau... is absolutely wrong! Without the Clearing Bureau, humanity is doomed!"