Chapter 30: Talking Nonsense with Eyes Wide Open

While the area was being urgently cordoned off, on the other side, Yun Xiao also climbed up from the ground. He had just logged off to ask where Ai Ai was, and now he knew the specific information.

He took out the small notebook he carried with him, then used a charcoal pencil to scribble a few numbers from the game on it. This game even used its own script for house numbers; he didn't know what the game's developers were thinking, wasting time on such things.

Soon, this small notebook was delivered into the hands of Feng Bu'er. His eyes lit up as he looked at Feng Buxi, who was standing to the side, "I didn't expect you to actually have some tricks up your sleeve. Can you tell me, how did you find it?"

Intuition told him it was necessary to understand how this guy managed to do it; he could not put his team members in a dangerous environment again.

Feng Buxi pointed at Yun Xiao, who was to the side, and the several players behind Yun Xiao.

These players were all there out of curiosity, having come over to join the fun as soon as they logged on.

Of course, it was also because they hadn't gone to find work after logging on and had come to see what the NPCs with Transcendental Power looked like.

"It seems you are quite capable." Feng Bu'er nodded. These people were likely all thugs who hung around Bar Street for a long time. Although they looked a bit dirty, there were many of them, and perhaps even more people were monitoring that witch in Bar Street.

Hearing the NPC's praise, an excited expression appeared on Feng Buxi's face once again. It seemed this NPC's favorability had increased; he didn't know if this game even had a favorability system.

He would ask when he logged off.

Thinking of this, Feng Buxi pulled over a strong laborer, pointed at Zhuguli, and then made a yawning gesture.

"Are you tired? You want him to take over the follow-up?" It had to be said, the comprehension ability of transcendents was truly strong.

Even without language, relying solely on gestures was no problem at all.

The reason for choosing Zhuguli was, on one hand, because he had just logged on and had time, and on the other hand, because he could order food through gestures.

This showed that his body language ability was quite strong, and he was fully capable of handling this liaison work.

A confident Zhuguli gave Feng Buxi a thumbs up. It was said that for doing this job, Feng Buxi had already received 1,000 Tana in the morning; this was a commission players wouldn't even dare to imagine.

Not to mention, the Golden Church, which belonged to the Wealth Church, really had something going for it.

The powder they used for tracking was actually gold!

The pointer used for scouting the path was also gold!

The way they sealed the bar was also very peculiar; they directly covered the entire bar with Gold Foil, and then let mechanical dolls go inside to open the door. Even if there was an explosion, it would be contained within that golden Gold Foil, without a single wisp of smoke leaking out.

Who wouldn't want this kind of Transcendental Power? The players were all itching to grind favorability with the Wealth Church; if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't speak, they would have long since recommended themselves to join the Golden Church.

In Chen Zhi's view, these people from the Wealth Church were really good at messing things up, putting Transcendental Power in front of ordinary people; no wonder Tana City was in such a mess.

If people knew that becoming a transcendent meant they could possess so much wealth, then only a fool wouldn't want it.

Turning back, Chen Zhi was stunned when he saw the several newspapers that Susan had respectfully placed in front of him.

What was remarkable was that the people of the Wealth Church had their own set of explanations.

For example, they cordoned off Bar Street and its immediate vicinity, claiming it was an investigation conducted by the Wealth Church for the recent election, as they believed someone near Bar Street was influencing the election of the new Governor.

Or, for example, they confiscated buildings on Bar Street, explaining it as a measure to demolish the bar buildings due to quality issues.

As for using Gold Foil to take away the building, they said it was the latest type of gold-lacquered waterproof cloth!

This was truly lying with one's eyes wide open.

But looking at Susan's appearance, she actually believed it; it seemed the Wealth Church hadn't done this just once or twice.

It made sense; the Evil God often appeared in Tana City, and such excuses were definitely not rare. For the ignorant masses, using official rhetoric to explain things was normal.

Besides, most of those who hung around Bar Street were commoners; it wasn't certain if those commoners were even literate. If it weren't for needing to understand the script, Susan might not necessarily be literate either.

Chen Zhi flipped through the newspaper again. Recently, the Governor of Tana City would be facing a new round of elections. Unlike the City Lord, the City Lord of Tana City was usually appointed by the King, but the position of Governor was elected by all the citizens of Tana City.

The City Lord changed every year; some came to gild their resumes, while others were demoted by the King. In short, they changed like a revolving lantern.

But the Governor was different; the Governor only changed every four years and could be said to be the actual person in power in all of Tana City.

All the newspapers, even the entertainment ones, mentioned this matter. It was no wonder the people of the Golden Church had to use this method to cover up the transcendental problems discovered in Tana City.

After all, no matter where those candidates went to give speeches, there would be a certain degree of lockdown; Tana City had been full of turmoil recently anyway.

Looking at it this way, cordoning off a bar street or something was completely a minor matter, not worth mentioning at all.

Just as Chen Zhi was about to turn the newspaper to the daily jokes page, someone came from outside the sewers. Andrew bowed respectfully, and Saina, wearing a sour face, also arrived in front of Chen Zhi.

Seeing that Susan was still alive, Saina was initially a bit puzzled, but she quickly put those thoughts away and lowered her head.

"Respected My Lord, your loyal Believer Andrew White has arrived in response to your call."

"Respected My Lord, your loyal Believer Saina Jones has arrived in response to your call."

Both of them had received a message from the Lord of Calamity that morning, summoning them to the sewers.

The Calamity had been a bit active recently, or perhaps there was some plan. Seeing the several newspapers laid out in front of the Calamity, Saina doubted life once again.

The Calamity actually read newspapers?

This was completely not His style!

Or was it that after the battle, he had actually gained some consciousness?

"Very good." Chen Zhi shook his arms with satisfaction, "You should have already seen the farce in the city recently; this is an opportunity for us."

Andrew shed a few tears; he knew it, the Lord of Calamity would definitely not be willing to be trapped in the sewers for a lifetime!

"So we can make some modifications to the sewers. The warriors I left for Saina should have almost finished harvesting the Nongzhuang, right?" Chen Zhi asked.

"The finishing work is already underway," Saina said respectfully.

Without a doubt, she also hoped that the Calamity could do something, something that would make the entire Tana City even more chaotic than it was now.

"Very good. Next, I need them to renovate the sewers. I need some help from you, for example, these guys need some material rewards..." Chen Zhi said with a thick skin.

(End of chapter)