Chapter 1600: Going Home

"Bureau Chief! You... hmm?"

Not knowing what happened after she left, when Leon caught up with the frightened eavesdropping young lady and tried his best to explain the situation, and then returned to the Bureau Chief's office, it was already empty. Only messy documents remained on the table, along with a pile of empty wine bottles beside the sofa.

Leaving so quickly? Did your successor arrive before you withdrew?

Checking with the Black Goat's soul vision and discovering that the red-haired Bureau Chief had indeed left, Leon couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. He then went upstairs to check on the situation of the Eleventh Ant Nest, just to be safe.

And the facts proved that when the Bureau Chief wasn't drunk, she was quite reliable.

She had likely left behind the access rights to the Virgo Palace as well. Dense Slaughtering Blood Hair, carrying the scent of the sun, sealed off the fifth and sixth floors of the Virgo Branch completely, in numbers ten times greater than usual.

Judging by the aura emitted by the Slaughtering Blood Hair, the successor could probably come a month later and it would still be fine. Before the power left behind by the Bureau Chief was exhausted, even if ten or eight True Gods came down, they definitely wouldn't be able to open it without spending a week or two.

Fine then...

Seeing that the Bureau Chief had made full preparations and it didn't seem like a hasty decision made on the spur of the moment, Leon didn't say anything more.

Anyway, with the Bureau Chief's level, now that the Slaughtering King Society had ceased its activities and the Dead Realm had changed its flag, the entire current world was like a backyard to her. As long as she wasn't stupid enough to charge into the lair of the Ten Descendants of the Great Court, there couldn't be any danger, and there was no need for him to worry about her.

Hmm... speaking of worrying, he had been out for several months again this time. Anna must have worried a lot taking care of the two little demon kings by herself. It was time to go home and take a look.

Collecting the empty bottles from the Bureau Chief's office and sending them to the police department's recycling point, Leon found a corner nearby that no one noticed and stepped into a window.

Although there were public carriages to take home from the Cleanup Bureau, walking this way was faster, and it could save on carriage fare, so traveling through the Mirror World was more pleasant.

After Leon transferred through the Mirror World several times and popped his head out from a small mirror at a stall on the corner of Ship Bridge Street, he was startled by the Ship Bridge Street that appeared before him.

He didn't know what was going on, but because it was located in the old city of the capital, Ship Bridge Street had always been relatively quiet. Now, it had suddenly become lively. Although it couldn't be called bustling with noise and excitement, its appearance was clearly very different from before.

The stone-paved street, which originally had quite a few moss stains on both sides, seemed to have undergone a very thorough cleaning and scrubbing. Not only had the slippery moss been scraped off, but even the brick surface, which was no longer flat due to the long-term trampling of pedestrians, had undergone some meticulous repairs.

This bad road, which always made the carriage bump twice when he passed by after work, had taken on a new look. The somewhat old facades of the shops on both sides of the road had also mostly been renovated. The signs that had been stained by wind and rain had been taken down and replaced with things similar to glass light boxes.

And the factory building that occupied a large piece of open space behind the street, from which the roar of machines could be heard from time to time, had disappeared. It had been replaced by a new branch of Charle Department Store. The sound of loudspeakers for various discounts, the laughter of pedestrians, and the whistles and hoofbeats of carriages passing by in a hurry were all mixed together.

If it weren't for the fact that some of the shop fronts hadn't moved much, the Happy Apartment with its freshly painted exterior walls was still in its original place, and he could occasionally see one or two familiar faces on the road, Leon would have almost thought he had come to the wrong place.

Good heavens... this change is too big, isn't it? I only went on a business trip for two months, how come it's like I've been gone for two or three years?

Climbing out of the small mirror with a puzzled expression and nodding apologetically to the dumbfounded stall owner on the small chair next to him, Leon carried the gifts he had brought for Anna and the others and walked quickly toward the Happy Apartment.

"Click."

Just as Leon walked outside the gate of the Happy Apartment, the familiar clicking sound came from the small garden as expected. The muscular old man covered in scars, with a lollipop in his mouth, stood up from behind the hedge with a cool expression and gestured at Leon with the gardening shears in his hand.

"Uncle John, you've grown stronger again." Smiling and nodding at the strong old man, Leon handed over the bag he was carrying and took the initiative to greet him:

"I haven't been home for a while, thank you for taking care of the two little brats at home. This is a woodworking set I brought for you, and a bag of flower seeds I asked the clerk to pick. They said it's a new variety with flower buds twice as big as other flowers. Please keep them well."

"Click."

"Then I'll leave them here."

As the "bad person" disliked by the Happy Apartment, Leon didn't expect any answer. He smiled and hung the gift on the hedge, then walked toward the entrance hall on the first floor.

And just as Leon entered the entrance hall, a wisp of wind carrying a hoarse old voice drifted quietly from behind, brushing past his ears with quite a bit of reluctance.

"Thank you."

"?"

Leon turned his head in surprise upon hearing the sound, only to find that the strong old man in the small garden had already disappeared, and the bag he had hung on the hedge had also disappeared along with him. If it weren't for the fact that the gift in his hand was indeed missing, it would be as if nothing had happened at all.

"That stubborn old man!"

Accompanied by a familiar complaining voice, the white-haired curly-haired old lady put down the knitting that seemed to never be finished and greeted him from the duty room. She took Leon's arm, her eyes reddening slightly, and explained:

"He is thanking you... After the new poorhouse behind was built and stuck to the side wall of the apartment, he was slowly able to speak again. Although he can only pop out a few words at a time, it can be considered more human than before."

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"That's a good thing!"

After hearing what the manager auntie said, Leon's eyebrows couldn't help but lift slightly, and he smiled and teased with a hint of surprise:

"When I come back late at night this time, I finally don't have to worry about being snipped... Auntie Mary, this is a gift for you~"

"Good, good, good, I'll accept it."

After taking the small bag Leon handed over, the manager auntie didn't rush to see what it was. Instead, she looked at Leon's figure, patted his arm, and then said happily but with some regret:

"After you went on a business trip, you feel stronger than before, and you've even grown a bit taller... hmm... I won't give you the sweater I knitted for you yet, the size still needs to be changed."

"Then I won't be polite with you either."

Smiling and indicating that he would definitely accept the sweater, Leon chatted with the manager auntie for a few more sentences. Just as he was about to go upstairs to go home, he was pulled by her, and she reminded him with a smile:

"It seems you brought too few gifts!"

"Ah?"

"Your wife just took two accountants upstairs, saying she was coming to see your younger brother and sister, and by the way, to check the accounts."

"Ah???"

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