Wang Gen felt his scalp go numb.
This was the trump card of Meng City, a sealed object whose importance surpassed even his own as the Bureau Chief!
In all his years in office, he had only used it three times, including this one.
The first time, he had solved a massacre that wiped out a family of thirteen!
The second time, he had destroyed a large-scale cultist nest!
This was the third time, and the sealed object had actually gone on strike?
He leaned down, intending to pick the book up, only to find that it was firmly stuck to the ground. It was clearly throwing a tantrum.
No matter how much Wang Gen tried to reason with it, it was useless. In the end, he had no choice but to pry up a chunk of the flooring and send the sealed object, along with the floorboard, back to the Hidden Vault.
Uncle Guo was stunned by the sight. He felt that today was simply too bizarre.
First, one of their own security officers was blown to bits by an RPG right at the front gate!
Then, the Bureau Chief took out a sealed object, only to bring it back attached to a piece of the floor.
Wang Gen felt quite embarrassed, but he didn't have time to explain. He had to get the sealed object back into the vault immediately.
He stepped aside to return the item and only let out a sigh of relief once he saw Uncle Guo lock the door with his own eyes.
“Bureau Chief, what happened?”
Uncle Guo’s cloudy eyes looked over. Wang Gen didn't hide anything and recounted the events. When he mentioned that the sealed object had refused to answer, Uncle Guo’s body shuddered, and he instinctively tightened his thick cotton robe.
“Uncle Guo, you’re experienced and knowledgeable. Have you ever heard of such a thing?”
Wang Gen pulled out a cigarette and respectfully offered one.
Uncle Guo waved it away and leaned back in his chair.
“I won't smoke. Bureau Chief, I have a piece of advice. I don't know if you’ll take it to heart.”
“Please, Uncle Guo, speak your mind.”
“Do not use that sealed object ever again!”
“Huh?”
Wang Gen was confused. Uncle Guo continued.
“The reason it dropped to the floor and refused to let you use it is because it’s holding a grudge.”
“If it were any other short-tempered sealed object or a powerful transcendent item, you would have suffered a backlash by now.”
Wang Gen was lost, not understanding how he had offended the sealed object.
Seeing this, Uncle Guo said gloomily, “You are already a Demigod. How far do you think you are from a true God?”
“Poles apart,” Wang Gen answered without hesitation.
Forget about a God; even compared to a Sequence 4, the difference was like heaven and earth.
“Then you should have heard the saying: the divine must not be profaned!”
“And just now, you were using it to spy on a God. Do you think it wouldn't resent you for that?”
Wang Gen broke into a cold sweat. He gaped in shock. “A God?”
Uncle Guo nodded, his expression solemn. “A true God!”
Wang Gen waved his hands repeatedly. “Impossible, impossible. Ever since the Zhou Era, gods haven't walked the world. Where would a god come from?”
Uncle Guo didn't argue. He simply stared at Wang Gen with his pale, milky eyes.
“Then do you think the evil gods worshipped by those cults are fake too?”
Wang Gen fell silent.
It was somewhat ironic. A true God might not show a single miracle in countless years, no matter how much one prayed or offered sacrifices.
Yet an evil god would manifest as long as you gave them enough.
An evil god that could respond to a believer's prayer—was that not also a God?
“It seems you understand.”
Uncle Guo let out a yawn, shrinking his aged frame as much as possible into his cotton robe.
“Whether it’s a true God or an evil god, they are existences that sealed objects cannot oppose.”
“Using it to spy on such a being is the same as sending it to its death. Do you think it can help but hate you?”
“Having offended it, while others might get thirty minutes, you might not even get ten—or perhaps even less.”
“So, for your own sake and for the sake of Meng City, try not to use it again.”
Wang Gen’s expression was incredibly grim.
His subordinate was murdered, and he had been 'blacklisted' by a sealed object. Was there anyone unluckier than him?
Wang Gen sighed and promised Uncle Guo that unless it was a matter of life and death, he would never use that sealed object again.
After he walked out of the basement, he began to ponder the text that had appeared in the book earlier.
‘This butcher, who harmed countless children, has finally met his retribution.’
‘His soul should descend into hell forever. This manner of death was far too merciful for him.’
It seemed his understanding of his subordinate wasn't deep enough.
Wang Gen rubbed his temples. The most urgent task was to suppress the news.
If the public found out that one of their captains had been blown up by an RPG right in front of the Security Bureau, how would the Meng City Security Bureau have any authority left?
This was something Wang Gen could not tolerate under any circumstances.
“Bureau Chief!”
The security officer who had detained the streamer ran back, looking panicked.
“Bu—Bureau Chief, look at this.”
He handed his phone to Wang Gen. Wang Gen took it and scanned the screen; his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets!
“Heart, 200,000, sold to Wang Zheng.”
“Liver, 30,000, sold to Wang Zheng.”
“Kidneys, 150,000, sold to Liu He.”
It was a bloody ledger for the sale of human organs. Even more terrifying was the list of profit-sharing below the ledger.
It even recorded their titles!
“Meng City Orphanage Director, Qiao Liang, 300,000.”
“Crematorium, Sun Wen, 100,000.”
“Mangyang City Orphanage Director, Guo Ji, 200,000.”
“Security Bureau Li Jianwu, 500,000...”
Below these records were several photos of debauchery, featuring people who could be seen on television every day!
“Who... who released this?”
“I don't know. It’s an anonymous ID.”
“I asked a colleague from the technical department to check. He said someone prepared these videos in advance and set them for a scheduled release. We can't track the IP address at all.”
“Even if our people could find a location, the person would be long gone by the time they arrived. Furthermore, that person hacked into the television stations. Now, it’s not just the internet—even the TV channels are broadcasting this.”
Wang Gen said sternly, “Cut the signals!”
“The team is working on it, but it will take time.”
Ring, ring, ring~
Wang Gen’s phone rang. The caller was the highest authority in Meng City!
...
In the lounge.
Yin Yang was still looking at the legal awareness manual, but his thoughts were far away.
‘According to Li Jianwen’s memory, the item should be in the Security Bureau.’
‘I didn't expect Wang Gen to return so quickly. With him here, it won't be easy to take.’
‘It doesn't matter. After this incident blows up, the Security Bureau will have its hands full.’
‘I’ll just leave a mark. It’s only a bit more trouble.’
Yin Yang let out a yawn, folded his arms, and closed his eyes as if napping.
Wisps of divinity burrowed beneath the floorboards, branding a special sigil on the underside.
“Mr. Lin, you can go now.”
A security officer walked in and alerted the 'sleeping' Yin Yang.
“Ah?”
Yin Yang wiped away the nonexistent drool from the corner of his mouth.
“What about the Good Citizen Award you promised me?”
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