Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Can’t You Feel My Loyalty?

"This is slander, blatant slander!"

The captain of the City Management Team, after repeatedly reading the content of the "Condemnation Letter," strongly condemned the Extraordinary Universal School!

Facing the Devout Buddhist from the City Joint Committee, the captain of the City Management Team straightened his posture in front of the "law enforcement recorder" pinned on the Devout Buddhist’s chest—

He earnestly, seriously, and objectively explained, with reason and evidence, that Ke Chen City, in terms of development strategy, composition of extraordinary personnel, and strict implementation of the "Ke Chen City Extraordinary Management Regulations," had absolutely no connection to the recent disappearance incident just 100 kilometers from Ke Chen City involving the Extraordinary Universal School.

During the video recording process, the Devout Buddhist also activated a voice-to-text software for simultaneous recording.

Once the response was confirmed, the Devout Buddhist signaled the captain of the City Management Team to make a concluding speech, and after the conclusion, turned off the "law enforcement recorder."

"So, it really wasn’t done by you guys," the Devout Buddhist stared into the eyes of the City Management Team captain.

"Really, if I’m lying and it was done by our people, may lightning strike me down!"

Just as the captain finished speaking, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

The Devout Buddhist didn’t think twice, grabbed his phone, stood up from the wheelchair, and turned to run.

A medical miracle!

For the Devout Buddhist, how could it be so coincidental for thunder to strike just after someone swore an oath?

The Devout Buddhist refused to believe it!

Open the door?

Not happening, in a rush, the Devout Buddhist directly crashed into the captain’s office door, leaving a human-shaped silhouette.

The captain of the City Management Team was dumbfounded by the Devout Buddhist’s action, instinctively patted his own shoulder, and said, "Be careful," as stone-like textures quickly crawled over his skin surface.

Flipping over the table, he closely followed the Devout Buddhist out of the captain’s office, directly crashing into a human-shaped silhouette on the wall...

Devout Buddhist: "Why are you following me?!"

City Management Team Captain: "Why are you running?!"

The extraordinaires working on this floor could see...

Their long-time single captain was chasing a mummy.

He seemed a bit urgent, but don’t panic, took out his phone, took a photo and posted it in the colleagues’ group, the one without any leaders:

[Tiezhu]: Have the people from the Extraordinary Universal School arrived! I’m on my way!

[Cui Hua]: The captain has been single for too long, now even a mummy isn’t safe? If you ask me, Lord White Impermanence is way sexier!

[Corpse Interpreter]: I’ve been sleeping in the morgue for days, have never seen this model.

[Mosaic]: This mummy’s underwear is bright yellow!

[Take a Humble Name]: This is youth!

[Egg Fried Rice]: ...

...

[Yadan]: I just connected with the captain, he said he was chasing Special Commissioner Devout Buddhist, scatter, everyone.

Five minutes later.

The Devout Buddhist and the City Management Team captain returned together to the captain’s office.

The captain looked at the human-shaped hole at the office entrance and the human-shaped hole on the wall, remained silent for a while, then decided to move to a different office.

The Devout Buddhist followed the captain for a few steps, then turned around, returned to the captain’s office, sat back on the wheelchair, and continued following...

"Devout Buddhist, do you believe us now?" the City Management Team captain confirmed once again.

"I believe, I believe."

The Devout Buddhist, slightly embarrassed, asked:

"About breaking your door earlier, should I compensate?"

"No need, no need, we’ll fix it internally ourselves."

"Good! Good! Good! You’re definitely a good captain! The Rich Monk certainly didn’t misjudge you!"

Saying this, the Devout Buddhist spoke:

"In fact, aside from discussing the ’Condemnation Letter’ with you, the Rich Monk has a small personal idea this time. The Rich Monk wants to temporarily join the Ke Chen City Management Team, to view the creation of civilization work from your perspective, and then score it. I wonder if that’s convenient?"

City Management Team Captain: "Convenient, definitely convenient, where would the Special Commissioner like to start understanding from?"

Lowering his head, the Devout Buddhist adjusted the bandages he had loosened while running, and said:

"Let’s start by understanding the welfare benefits of the extraordinaires in Ke Chen City, like...

ordering some milk tea?"

Following this, the Devout Buddhist and the City Management Team captain engaged in detailed discussions and exchanges on how to arrange the Devout Buddhist’s temporary identity.

To show the importance of the exchange, the City Management Team captain made a cup of milk tea powder for the Devout Buddhist.

The Devout Buddhist took a sip.

"Damn, even the non-fresh ones taste this good!"

Slap!

Seeing the Devout Buddhist slap himself, the City Management Team captain asked in confusion:

"Special Commissioner, what’s wrong?"

"A mosquito."

Seeing the rings and rings of bandages on the other’s face, the City Management Team captain hesitated for a moment...

and called someone to bring a mosquito coil.

...

Compared to the close, friendly, and equal...

high EQ exchange between the City Management Team captain and Devout Buddhist,

at this moment, "Dog Legs" was kneeling on the ground, banging his head:

"My most most most most most most revered Lord Gluttonous Legislator! Right now, only you can lead us. Now in Ke Chen City, we are being brutally slapped on the face by the Extraordinary Universal School!

Slapping the Extraordinary Universal School’s face is equivalent to slapping yours!

I wish I could rush into Ke Chen City right now, and perish with those guys!

But I’m afraid my combat power is insufficient, going would only be a loss for you, instead of causing damage to the other side!

Plus, from what I know, the City Joint Committee has already confirmed the decision to bring Ke Chen City into the committee, we’re just a step away from the final scoring. If we take action on them after the scoring, it’ll no longer be convenient!

..."

Dog Legs kept banging his head while speaking, and even when his forehead was bruised and bleeding, he kept going.

A complete picture of someone considering the Extraordinary Universal School and the Gluttonous Legislator, with sincere devotion! He was sincere to the point of sacrificing himself for them!

"I’ll consider it."

Moved by Dog Legs’ sincerity, the Gluttonous Legislator replied with a phrase before hanging up the video call.

After the video call disconnected, the Dog Legs slowly knelt, murmuring:

"Do I still need to think about it? Was everything I said for nothing?"

Having talked too much just now, his mouth felt dry and parched, licking his lips, a sweet metallic taste filled his mouth...

After a long time, the Dog Legs stood up from the ground, pulled out a tissue from his desk, and wiped himself off.

After tidying himself up and skillfully bandaging, the Dog Legs pressed a button on his desk.

Soon, his door was pushed open, and ten people with handcuffs and shackles, faces full of terror, were shoved inside...

"Kneel." The Dog Legs said calmly.

Thud, thud, thud...

The Dog Legs looked at one of them, pointed at him, then pointed at the bloodstains on the ground where he’d just banged his head:

"Lick it, tell me what it tastes like. If you get it right, you can live, and we won’t pursue legal responsibility for your photoshopping."

The one pointed at was trembling, not daring to move.

The Dog Legs picked up a gun from the table.

Bam!

Drip, drip, drip...

The person pointed at wet his pants, and the person next to him...

was shot between the brows and fell dead.

"Oh dear, how come my aim is so off?" The Dog Legs looked somewhat apologetically at the dead person, his face full of guilt.

But soon he reined in his guilty expression, looked back at the person, and continued:

"Are you really not going to lick it?"

"I’ll lick! I’ll lick!"

The person with the gun pointed at them crawled over to that spot and gave it a lick.

"What does it taste like?"

"A bit salty, a bit sweet."

Bam!

This time, it hit.

A shot between the brows again.

"Next, if you get it right, you can live."

"No one willing to volunteer, huh?"

"Alright, you then, step up."

Bam!

"Your turn." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Bam!

"Hope you won’t let me down."

Bam!

...

Looking at the fallen ten people, the Dog Legs scratched his head in annoyance:

"Gave you all a chance, but it’s useless!"

"Couldn’t you feel the taste of loyalty in my blood?"

Speaking, the Dog Legs put down the gun, picked up the paper ball left from wiping the blood on the desk, and took a deep breath from it at his nose...

"Obviously such a strong taste of loyalty, why can’t anyone else feel it but me!"

After worrying a bit, the Dog Legs sighed, had someone clean up the office, and then.

When someone encounters unsatisfactory matters at work, what should they do?

As a wanderer working "far away from home", the Dog Legs decided to call his "good father"...

Opening the contacts, clicking on the starred and remarked as "Stupid Mad Old Man" contact, he dialed.

...

Meanwhile.

Mausoleum, behind the City Management Team.

The Name-Slinging Geezer took a small folding stool, sat between two nameless tombstones, basking quietly in the sun.

"The young people today have really wild ways..."

After replying to a group chat, the Name-Slinging Geezer put down his phone.

"Want some fruit?"

The Name-Slinging Geezer peeled an orange, handed it to the tombstone on his left.

"Don’t want it?"

The Name-Slinging Geezer took a segment of the orange, handed it to the tombstone on his right.

"You don’t want it either? Too sour?"

"Hmph, if you don’t eat it, I will."

The Name-Slinging Geezer stuffed the orange segment into his mouth.

"Hiss— it is a bit sour indeed."

Everything was so peaceful.

Occasionally a breeze passed by, like the soft murmurs of many people.

In this tranquil atmosphere, the Name-Slinging Geezer’s phone rang, it was the person noted as "son" calling.

"Son, you must be righteous..."

As he spoke, the Name-Slinging Geezer stood up, patted his lower back, and answered the video call.

"Son, why are you calling me today?...

What am I doing? I’m climbing the mountain to keep myself fit!...

I’m in good health, you don’t have to worry about me while working outside!...

What’s wrong with your head? Tell Dad! Is your boss bullying you? No way it was from knocking, tell Dad...

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[Unused Monthly Pass Shelter Center]

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