Chapter 89 Jing Ke's Nightmare

Speaking of which.

Jing Ke suddenly slapped his forehead.

"By the way, remember to return the notebook to me later. We don't have much of it in stock anymore. Bringing it back will be perfect for handing out to new employees."

Wu Xian was stunned for a moment.

"You want to take it back?"

It’s not that he was reluctant to part with the notebook, as he had memorized all the information in it a long time ago. But Qi Zhiyong wanted Wu Xian to join the Creed, but this Jing Ke didn’t even have the slightest intention of winning him over?

"Otherwise, should I leave it to you? Don't be ridiculous, you don't meet the requirements to join the Creed."

Wu Xian was not interested in the organizational philosophy of Creed.

Judging from Qi Zhiyong's judgment, this organization might be a little stubborn, but at least they are not a group of bad people.

If Creed strongly invites him, Wu Xian might join reluctantly.

Wu Xian's detective agency is closed, and he has been eating, drinking and shopping sprees. The balance in his bank card is decreasing rapidly... If he could make some money in Creed, his fairy-tale life in reality could last a little longer.

But Wu Xian didn't expect that Creed actually looked down on him so much, which made Wu Xian not very happy.

"Qi Zhiyong is fine, why don't I meet the requirements?"

Jing Ke shook his head helplessly.

"Then let me ask you, are you confused about the blessed land?"

“I’m not confused. I think it’s quite interesting.”

"Then do you have the determination to carry out your beliefs to the end even at the cost of your life? Or... do you have such a belief?"

Wu Xian thought about it seriously.

He didn’t want to throw away his life for anything except Lao Deng, who had already exploded with gold coins, so he shook his head.

Jing Ke spread his hands.

"The creed may be different from what you imagine. The original intention of our organization is to give direction to those who are lost and a haven for those who have faith."

"Qi Zhiyong invited you because he firmly believes in value theory, but that is his idea, not a creedal idea."

"If we accept everyone, we won't be 'Creed' anymore."

"Besides, we are all very poor and don't have any welfare..."

When Wu Xian heard that there were no benefits, he immediately lost interest and asked the next question.

"Since you are from the Creed organization, why are you helping those people investigate me?"

Jing Ke sipped the mushroom soup.

"Those people you are talking about are the 'City God Office', right? They are all good guys. The order and stability of the real world depends on them."

"You've caused a lot of trouble for the City God this time. They are worried about the pollution from the blessed land, so they dare not use many methods on the compressed package. They can only entrust me to investigate."

"Hey, young people like you, if you want to know something, why don't you just go and ask them? Why make it so complicated?"

"Everyone is so tired. Don't do this next time."

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes.

"The City God's Office?"

Jing Ke replied with a sigh.

"If there were no Chenghuang Palace, the real world would have fallen long ago."

"Most of the City God's Office's employees have signed contracts. Their job is to maintain order in the real world. In addition, there are a few dependents who work there."

"You're no longer a detective, so you don't have any income."

"I suggest you go to the City God's Office to register. The City God's Office is near the First Welfare House and is easy to find, but you have to get close to see it. Normal relatives need to pass through the second blessed land to receive information. I am notifying you in advance today." "You don't need to do anything after registration. As long as you are still alive, you can receive a minimum living allowance every month. The more blessed lands you visit, the higher the minimum living allowance will be. During the New Year and other festivals, you can also get some rice, flour, grain, oil, eggs, laundry detergent, etc..."

"We have someone working at the City God's Office in Creed. If you also want to get a job there, I can help you find one, but you have to pay me some agency fees."

Wu Xian's eyes gradually widened.

Is this the style of those men in black who rob people at gunpoint?

He shook his head vigorously and became even more alert.

"forget it."

Jing Ke shook his head.

"I guessed that you would have this reaction. You may feel that the City God's Office is full of bloody oppression and intrigue, that everyone is calculating against each other, and that there is a shocking conspiracy hidden behind it. After registering, you have fallen into an inescapable trap..."

His expression became rare and serious.

"Save it!"

"Use all that energy to deal with the evil spirits!"

"The blessed land has already put us under so much pressure that we can hardly breathe. The evil spirits are drinking our blood and eating our flesh. We are all about to be killed. How can we have the energy to fight against our own people?"

"All our efforts are just to make the real world in front of us as 'real' as possible..."

"Do you know what my biggest nightmare is? It's that I come back from the paradise one day, only to find that the reality that should have been warm and safe has become as cruel as the paradise. There is no place to rest. This is my biggest nightmare."

Jing Ke's words.

Wu Xian was slightly shocked.

He thought about Jing Ke's nightmare and felt horrified. The premise for him to enjoy the blessed land was that he had the real world as a safe haven. If the real world also became like the blessed land...

Wu Xian couldn't help but shiver.

He suddenly realized that he might have been overthinking things. He was always accustomed to doubting everything, but forgot that the truth was sometimes unexpectedly simple.

However, he would not believe Jing Ke's words just like that. He would verify the "City God's Office" in his own way.

Jing Ke had an astonishing appetite. While he was talking, there was only some food left on the table. He burped in satisfaction.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. Give me your notes."

Taking the notes, Jing Ke walked to the door under Heigu's angry gaze, touched his belly and said goodbye to Wu Xian.

"The food in your house is really good, almost as good as the chef at Qipei Restaurant. You must live longer and don't die too early. I will come to your house for a meal if I have the chance in the future!"

When Heigu heard Jing Ke say that the food was delicious, her hateful look disappeared and her tail started wagging again. It was really easy to guess what this dog was thinking.

Wu Xian watched Jing Ke ride away on his bicycle.

Turning around, he looked at the leftovers on the table. Jing Ke didn't die after eating them, so he should be able to eat without worry in the future...

……

After leaving Wu Xian's house for a distance.

Jing Ke made a phone call.

"I have seen the person Qi Zhiyong chose. He is a talented young man, but his personality is a bit twisted. Maybe he can live in the blessed land for a long time, but I did not invite him because he has not found something that he can firmly believe in..."

There was an angry curse coming from the other end of the phone.

"You damn old-fashioned guy, how long are you going to follow your weird rules..."

Jing Ke moved the phone slightly away, not wanting to listen to the dirty talk on the other end. Thinking it was about time, he put the phone next to his ear again.

"In addition, Qi Zhiyong carried out his beliefs."

"Notify others so that a funeral can be held for him."

(End of this chapter)