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Chapter 31: Service Suspended
It must be said that the members of the third squad have always held their mastermind in high regard.
It's not just because of the mastermind's intelligence and beauty.
It’s that this lady really knows how to make them money.
After a year with the third squad, they had essentially escaped poverty. Now, besides buying resources for cultivation, they had a little extra cash to enjoy a morning meal.
This... this is happiness.
Who could resist, after a morning of cultivation, indulging in a few steaming... steamed buns?
Paired with a bowl of hot water, it was simply heavenly.
With unconditional trust in An Xin, several of them decisively followed her, filled with anticipation, towards the Mo Pavilion.
...
"Brother, look!"
"This is the Mo Pavilion Branch of the provincial city!"
"As the highest-level department of the human race, commanding all under heaven, the Mo Pavilion sure has presence!"
Standing in front of a somewhat retro-style pavilion, Wang Wenxuan wore a smug expression.
Yu Sheng glanced around and walked straight in.
"Damn, say something nice!"
"It’s super cool, alright? The Mo Pavilion, the Mo Pavilion in the provincial city!"
"With such a big presence, are you sure you don’t want to take a picture at the entrance?"
Wang Wenxuan shouted as he rushed inside.
Inside the grand lobby of the Mo Pavilion.
Several female clerks were patiently handling the affairs of the citizens until they heard Wang Wenxuan’s loud voice. They instinctively looked up, and upon seeing his face, their bodies shivered in unison.
"Madman Wang is here again!"
"This beggar, when will he ever stop!"
The clerks covered their heads in annoyance, their voices filled with agony.
It was as if a terrifying figure had arrived.
Every time Wang Wenxuan approached an empty counter, there was one sign that stood out.
‘Service Suspended’
...
Wang Wenxuan stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet.
Meanwhile, Yu Sheng silently turned around, giving him a look that was immensely complex, as if nothing was said yet everything was conveyed.
Perhaps if he had come alone, there would have been a one-third chance of claiming the reward for a righteous intervention.
Bringing this guy along... that chance was probably gone for good.
People who talk too much are unreliable, Sin City indeed hadn't deceived him.
Just then...
"Sister, excuse me, can we get some help here?" An Xin suddenly appeared at the counter next to Yu Sheng, her eyes brimming with tears, a pitiful sight.
Instantly, the clerk behind the counter hurriedly removed the 'Service Suspended' sign.
"Don't rush, little sister."
"First, tell us what exactly happened!"
Clearly, An Xin's sorrowful demeanor had affected her.
An Xin nodded vigorously, managing a strained smile, though it was distinctly bitter: "Thank you... thank you, big sister."
"I heard that fighting against a cult and saving people could be rewarded."
"Sob, if our leader dies, we won't be able to go on either."
"He... he fought for the human race."
"His legs are gone!"
"Sob..."
An Xin's crying grew even more heart-wrenching, touching everyone who heard it.
Exchange for a reward?
The clerk pondered the rules of the Mo Pavilion, even pulling out a thick policy manual, flipping through it page by page.
Finally...
"There really is..."
The clerk muttered to herself, somewhat bewildered: "But who has the time to record a video during a fight?"
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She absentmindedly took the USB drive from An Xin's hand and played the video.
The footage showed several people going for a rescue, edited and set to a background music, giving the advancing group an air reminiscent of a somber, chilly riverside.
Especially the camera work was quite skillful, the entire video atmosphere was solemn and grave.
Although the footage ultimately showed only the cult driver severely injured.
But the scene quickly changed, revealing several figures, severely wounded yet solemn and resolute, departing.
The short three-minute video could very well be used as a promotional trailer for a movie.
The clerk's eyes reddened as she watched, her nose tingling with emotion, her voice breaking, yet she still faced a dilemma: "This video is too brief, I can't verify its authenticity, it feels more like..."
"A movie."
Her expression showed her struggle.
Even though the young girl in front of her looked dirty and pitiful, and her captain was severely injured and hospitalized, without legs, the rules were still the rules, and she didn't have the authority to bend them.
"Please, sister, I'm begging you!"
"If we delay any longer, our captain will die..."
An Xin, disregarding her image, began to cry loudly.
The clerk was caught in a dilemma, and after a long hesitation, she bit her lip and said, "I don't have the authority!"
"Wait here, I'll go find a supervisor!"
With that, the clerk turned and walked away.
From a distance, Wang Wenxuan, who had been watching the entire scene, was stunned: "Can this... really work?"
"That An Xin, such a crazy woman, is really something."
Yu Sheng, however, watched him with a deep gaze, as if to say... engaged in the same trade, why is her packaging so much better?
Yours is so unprofessional.
Wang Wenxuan was completely baffled. Normally, exploiting such a loophole to exchange rescue for a reward is something almost no one would think of.
Perhaps others had thought of it too, but couldn't bring themselves to do it, so even the clerk was initially baffled.
Why did An Xin coincidentally think of the same thing as they did?
Unless...
There's a mole!
Damn it, Luo Yun, that shameless dog!
He must have been eavesdropping.
Wang Wenxuan cursed aloud.
A spark suddenly flashed in his eyes. Before everyone, Wang Wenxuan frantically messed up his hair, his face twisted in agony, and he staggered to lean on the counter. As the clerk passed by him, he, a grown man not particularly handsome but not ugly either, started crying.
"Sister!"
"Please save me, I have some information too!"
"Our boss..."
"Our boss is going to die."
"He's really pitiful, truly, his arms and legs are gone, only his head is left swaying there."
"If you don't approve this for me, it means you're plotting to murder the Reserve Forces commander!"
"A grave crime!"
Wang Wenxuan slammed his hand on the counter, his demeanor extremely agitated, and he even crazily signaled Yu Sheng with his eyes to back him up, determined to get the money today.
Ideally, outsmarting them would be best, it would mean not having to share the spoils with the boss.
...
Yu Sheng remained silent.
Just watching Wang Wenxuan's performance, his gaze somewhat pitying, and after a moment, he spoke: "If I'm not mistaken, the person behind you must be your... boss."
He pointed behind Wang Wenxuan.
Suddenly, Wang Wenxuan felt a chill run down his spine, as if a devastating beast was staring intently at him.
As if looking at its prey.
A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, he swallowed hard, and the grief on Wang Wenxuan's face vanished, replaced by a smile: "Sister, I was just joking, you're busy!"
"My boss is mighty and fearless."
"He walks through demon beast hordes as if on flat ground, killing a demon every ten steps, leaving no trace over a thousand miles."
"Fierce as a tiger, with iron bones, elegant in speech, and looks strong and spirited..."
"How could he possibly die."
Wang Wenxuan swore that in just one minute, he had used every idiom he had ever learned.
And used them perfectly.