Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 787 - 34 Handle Early, Resolve Quickly
Wang Yunxiao felt somewhat melancholic in his heart.
When Liu Zhihan spoke about the situation in the parallel world, he was somewhat overwhelmed.
Because that historical timeline was the one he was more familiar with.
Instead of like here, where the Former Dynasty continued for five hundred stable years like an old dog, with the President ruling over everything with divine military might.
His own memories were not complete; rather than saying they were missing, it seemed more like they were deliberately deleted.
Sometimes he wondered, if he had retained his complete memories, what would he have done after transmigrating here.
The answer is still pretty much the same.
An ordinary person, even if winning five million in a lottery, would still not spend recklessly.
For a person with firm principles, having more or fewer memories doesn’t suddenly elevate them to the genius of Zhuge Kongming, or a master of all historical and engineering fields.
There isn’t much difference between the online and offline states of Miss Li’s mind. The initial sense of vulnerability she brought to Wang Yunxiao now seems just like a facade for self-protection in retrospect.
Then why erase the memories?
Can’t figure it out, now is not the time to think about it.
After the meeting ended, the Special Service Bureau began distributing special equipment.
These included the Special Service Bureau’s unique winter uniform, a collared wool military coat, and the accompanying military cap, leather boots, and armed belt, etc... Thanks to the support from the Church’s textile factory, various units of the new government always had ample stock of uniforms.
Compared to the full set of combat armors they used to wear, there are plenty of these military coats.
The uniform issuance was not for vanity or show, but to enhance the authority of this operation. Otherwise, scattering personnel from various departments across the streets to capture people might start rumors.
Apart from the uniform, there was also a temporary special work permit issued by the Special Service Bureau, which functioned like a search warrant effective for all governmental offices and private residences in the city.
Then there were the real special equipment, divided into two types, both of which Wang Yunxiao had seen before.
One was a small radio used by Veronica, popularly known as the "Net Path Communicator".
This device uses a kind of black technology difficult for ordinary people to understand, allowing functions similar to mobile phone text messages even without communication satellites, operators, and signal stations.
The machine Wang Yunxiao received was about the size of a basketball. Once equipped with a battery, it could receive and send messages.
A beep sounds, and it spit out a long strip of paper filled with four-digit numbers, which then had to be matched with the text in a codebook.
Sounds somewhat complicated, cumbersome, primitive.
But it genuinely solves the problem of real-time communication.
No matter how it looks, as long as it works.
If you find it ugly, go and develop your own brick phone.
The other piece of equipment was the "Multi-Dimensional Periscope" Wang Yunxiao had used before, the purpose of which needs no detailed introduction; in a word, it is a substitute for the Chess Herald.
After wearing it, you could see the health bar above the enemy’s head.
Previously, several leaders in the Special Service Bureau guaranteed this could identify all transmigrators. Wang Yunxiao was skeptical, thinking how you would find them hidden in the vast sea of people?
With this device.
During the previous survey, the controlled transmigrators, if they hadn’t slipped up themselves, Wang Yunxiao wouldn’t have been able to tell them apart from the local natives at all.
After putting on this thing and taking another look, my goodness, the front of the forehead is shiny and bright, and there’s a long braid comb at the back of the head. With dry, black and thin eyes devoid of spirit, it gave off the appearance of a ghost suffering from tuberculosis.
It is said dogs have sharper hearing than humans, capable of hearing sounds that normal human ears can’t detect.
In much the same way, if one doesn’t possess the insight of Chess Herald, such a transmigrator could be standing right in front of you and you still wouldn’t be able to see their true face unless your perception breaks through this barrier.
Not seeing is a lifetime of regret, but having seen is regret for a lifetime; it’s better not to see, as it makes one doubt life itself.
After collecting the equipment and arriving at the cafeteria, personnel from various units didn’t even have time for a meal and immediately departed upon getting into the vehicles.
Now it’s a race against time. The sooner the connection with the other world line is severed, the smaller the damage will be.
Wasting even one second today could potentially cost an hour to address the consequences in the future.
Once again, boarding the Special Service Bureau’s military truck, it sped along the road while people jostled up and down inside the cabin; Wang Yunxiao’s heart also bounced around inside his stomach.
He still didn’t know whether that other world line was the world he was familiar with.
The Special Service Bureau had divided Tianmen City into one hundred and eight sectors, specifically delegating tasks to each small team. Wang Yunxiao’s Special Service Section and Squad 101 were responsible for six blocks in the Nantong District and three locations in the outer suburban counties.
"Big brother, you wouldn’t believe it, but the Special Service Bureau’s coat is really warm,"
Matuan huddled in a corner with a sleazy expression of having bagged a great bargain, wearing the freshly issued, sleek and smart military coat as if he were a security guard at the entrance of a residential area.
Nobody could blame him though... because with the Garrison Soldiers Dharma Gate enhancing resistance, everyone gathered together didn’t feel cold. Thus, this winter, the brothers hadn’t really added any clothing.
As the old saying goes, when riding a bike to a bar, save where you should, spend where you must.
Even though the brothers could withstand it, if there was a plan to get clothing for free, everyone would gladly accept.
The equipments borrowed in the past would get wrecked on practically every mission, leading to excessive costs.
This mission finally didn’t require combat with enemies using real guns and swords, so everyone was happy, thinking that this coat might last longer and could be worn for a few more days.
Soon, the vehicle entered the Nantong District, and the communicator began to beep and spit out slips of paper. The tasks of translating and communicating were handed over to Little Gourd, as others didn’t have the capability; just looking at the code would give them a headache.
It should be more accurately called a conversion code, not a encryption. After all, machines are simpler in construction, and no matter how much high technology is added, you can’t just cram a Chinese input method into it.
"Yang Zhi Alley No. 26, Zhang Xiufen, female, 48 years old."
Little Gourd read the information on the slip of paper. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Wang Yunxiao knocked on the window of the cabin in front: "Comrade, take a right at two more intersections ahead!"
Five minutes later, the truck arrived at the destination.
As soon as Wang Yunxiao jumped down from the truck, he saw a vigorous man pinning an old woman down at the entrance of his house, slapping her fiercely while shouting, "You shameless crazy old witch! Full and fuddled, you come to my house seeking displeasure, huh?"
The brothers rushed forward and pulled the two apart, the old woman was sobbing loudly, and the strong man continued to curse non-stop.
"What’s happening here? Why are you hitting her?"
Wang Yunxiao walked over and asked sternly.
The strong man spread his hands and said, "Officer, you don’t know, this crazy old woman from who knows where insists she’s my mother. I don’t recognize her, and she just sprawls here kicking up a fuss and threatening to go to the Governmental Office to report my disobedience. She even injured my wife!"
"She really isn’t your mother?"
"For Heaven’s sake, my mother has been dead for eight years, and all the neighbors can bear witness! And don’t I know what my own mother looks like? Even if she climbed out of her grave, I would recognize her. What does she have to do with this old woman!"
