Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 431 - 9 Do You Want a Free Divine Artifact?
"I definitely didn’t take any kickbacks, that’s all we have left."
The equipment Veronica brought back was only a third of what they had, and most of it was no longer usable.
They were second-hand goods scavenged from the warehouse to begin with, barely patched together for normal use. After the battle with the Holy Grail Church, they were practically all junked.
After all, this wasn’t a game where you could just have a blacksmith ding it and restore durability.
Since ancient times, wars have been fought over logistics. Without the support of supplies, it doesn’t matter how many people you have.
Looking at the state of these equipment, Wang Yunxiao could pretty much confirm that the Special Service Section squad of the Nantong District branch could be disbanded.
The only thing left in good condition was the Sword of Impermanence.
Qi Bing had sacrificed himself, got his throat slit on the scene, and couldn’t be saved. His body was taken back to the Special Service Bureau by Liang Dao, but the Sword of Impermanence was left behind.
"What does this mean, it’s a gift for me?"
Wang Yunxiao could hardly believe such good fortune could fall into his lap—a Divine Artifact! You just decide to discard it like that?
"How could it possibly be given to you for free? Isn’t there someone coveting this sword? Probably left it behind as bait."
Veronica wasn’t too sure about it either.
More baiting? All day long with your baiting, the fish are all fished up to be wide-mouthed!
Wang Yunxiao was extremely annoyed. The bunch of birdbrains at the Special Service Bureau didn’t do anything serious all day, just knew how to bait. They might as well rename themselves the Baiting Bureau.
"Who knows? Maybe they have their reasons for doing so."
Veronica pulled her compact mirror out of her pocket: "Look, the Archbishop has even allowed me to use the Church’s Divine Artifact, the Mount Sumeru Mirror this time. It’s like our Special Service Section is now in possession of two Divine Artifacts, and I suspect I’ve also become bait."
Wang Yunxiao: "..."
"Mount Sumeru Mirror sounds like something a monk would use. How did it become a Divine Artifact of the Qianjin Church?"
"It’s said to have been made from the remnants after slaying a Divine Aberration, hence the name Divine Artifact. Our Church calls our own things Holy Objects."
Well, hearing her say that, Wang Yunxiao remembered too.
He remembered Director Qin saying something about the three great Divine Artifacts, the nine Quasi-Divine Artifacts, all bursting out of monsters like loot.
As long as it’s useful, who cares whether it’s called White’s fake leg, Tyrande’s banana, or Ma Jiajue’s skull opener?
"I remember last time you mentioned a mirror called Shaoguang?"
"Right, that one is of the temporal series, this Mount Sumeru Mirror is spatial."
So why are they all mirrors?
Wang Yunxiao placed the Sword of Impermanence back into its sheath and held it in his hands, feeling a sense of childish play.
Handing out this kind of item casually, and then if it’s stolen, that’s okay?
If you could mass-produce them, I would say nothing, but these are as rare as a scorpion’s poop.
If this were a martial arts novel, it would cause Jianghu People to break their heads over it...
"Since that’s the case, you guys should take a break for a while."
After hearing Wang Yunxiao’s report, Qin Xiangdong fell silent for a long while before speaking earnestly, "You don’t need to come to the bureau for this period of time, let Chen Yuguang take over your duties and temporarily act as the head of the Special Service Section."
Chen Yuguang: "Ah? Me?"
"Yes, after cleaning up the Holy Grail Church, this year’s special crackdown is more or less concluded. There won’t be any significant events following. It’s a good time for everyone to rest. Later, I’ll apply to the bureau to distribute awards to you all."
These words felt somewhat disingenuous.
What does it mean to conclude?
Although the Holy Grail Church was being eradicated, Qian King’s Mansion had yet to make a statement, and Cuojin Sect was still beyond the reach of the law. There might still be someone behind this epidemic, fanning the flames in the dark, and those issues remained unresolved.
But Qin Xiangdong’s shoulders could hardly bear the weight anymore.
Surrounding and attacking the Consulate, with blood flowing like rivers... The severe consequences of such actions were more than a precinct director like him could withstand.
Wang Yunxiao didn’t understand the political movements of the upper echelons, but he saw deep exhaustion in Qin Xiangdong’s eyes.
"Did you read today’s newspaper?"
Qin Xiangdong paused for a moment before suddenly asking Wang Yunxiao.
"No."
"Go buy a copy of Tianmen Evening News, it features news about the President."
"Isn’t the President always making headlines?"
"This time it’s different, it’s about directives concerning the Tianmen disaster."
"Alright, I got it."
Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, am I some kind of government official? Now I’ve even reached the point where I have to read newspapers and study policy trends?
The Tianmen people’s attitude toward the President was always complex.
Back when the President was still in Tianmen, a call to arms would see a gathering of multitudes. Any demon, evil spirit, remnants of the former dynasty were all as vulnerable as clay chickens and pottery dogs.
Later on, after the new government was established and the President left Tianmen for the Capital, the people of Tianmen showed complete indifference, displaying Tianmen’s unique laid-back character of living life as usual, without taking things to heart.
So you’re leaving, as if we can’t live without you.
In the past two years, regardless of any vexing issue that arose, not a single person from Old Tianmen, from top to bottom, sought to implore the President for mercy or complain.
Nowadays, the President has the whole world to govern; the territory of Ming Country is so vast, and Tianmen City is but the size of a needle head on the national map. The President, busy with myriad affairs, hardly has the time to be concerned with your trifling, petty issues.
The men of Tianmen have thin skins; they can’t afford to lose face.
When Wang Yunxiao arrived at the newspaper stand, he saw that there was already a long queue here.
Although they often proclaimed indifference or disinterest, when they heard the President mentioned Tianmen in the newspaper, the people of Tianmen couldn’t care less about muddy roads after rain, and ran out to grab the paper.
"Buddy, can you read to me what it says here?"
"If you can’t read, why compete with others for a newspaper?"
"I want to, I’ll take it home to burn for kindling; you mind your own business! Just read it out loud!"
"Alright, alright... this part? I see the President didn’t say much..."
"Not much as in what?"
"It just instructs the municipal government to fully commit to disaster relief and do a good job preventing the spread of the epidemic, that’s it." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
"That’s it? Is such an instruction even necessary? Are all those officials just eating and belching without doing anything?"
By the time Wang Yunxiao got to the second position in line, the evening papers were all snatched up. The newsstand owner, with a grin, asked, "Do you want Xinmin Newspaper? It also has a front-page photo of the President."
The person in front couldn’t help but curse, "Look at what photo? As if we haven’t seen the President before!"
"This time it was taken well, so just say if you want it or not."
"Give me one!"
With no other options, Wang Yunxiao also bought a copy of Xinmin Newspaper. To be honest, this time the President wasn’t wearing a military uniform, but a shirt, and indeed looked good on camera.
The President normally didn’t wear women’s clothing; the very few photos of her in women’s attire from her early days in Tianmen were treasured and collected by people, essentially impossible to find on the market now.
