歪果仁漫画

Chapter 137 - 105 Liang Father: I want to know, how did my son die!



“A Skill Book?”

Zheng Cheng’s eyes lit up instantly.

Thanks to Zheng Cheng, the Black Sun Church’s mission did not cause too many casualties. He had made a significant contribution.

Shen Nanfeng, the director of the Night Watchmen in Chang’an City, had promised Zheng Cheng an extra reward.

And the reward Zheng Cheng suggested at that time was a healing-type Skill Book!

As his professional skills would mutate, he didn’t have a single healing ability.

That’s why he wanted to get one from a Skill Book.

Unexpectedly, he received the news so quickly.

He wondered what type of Skill Book it was.

Greater Healing?

Light of Restoration?

Or Armor of Holy Light?

These healing skills were among the most powerful low-level ones. He wondered which one Sister Yunxiao was referring to.

“Zheng Cheng, you can rest assured that if Sister Yunxiao said that she has found a skill suitable for you, then it must be very suitable for you.”

Yao Zhixue suddenly said, “When I joined the Night Watchmen, Sister Yunxiao also found me a skill book that was very suitable for my initial stage.”

Zheng Cheng asked subconsciously, “What skill?”

“Dripping Water Becomes Ice.”

“Dripping Water Becomes Ice?” Zheng Cheng wondered, “What effect does it have?”

“A deadly one.” Yao Zhixue gave a slight smile, “It can transform my own flesh and blood into pure spirit, making my ice magic stronger and more long-lasting.”

“Sh…”

Zheng Cheng took a deep breath and said, “That’s exactly like Sister Yunxiao’s style. You should play less with her in the future, don’t let her lead you astray.”

Yao Zhixue was silent for a moment, then still said, “Sister Yunxiao is actually very nice. She takes good care of her subordinates, and all her colleagues in the Night Watchmen trust her.”

“I know.” Zheng Cheng nodded and said, “But you’re not like her. She’s a pure warrior who needs to fight, while you… ”

Yao Zhixue said, “Sooner or later, I will have to step onto the battlefield against alien races.”

“Me too.”

Song Chaoyu raised his hand and said, “My mom told me to find my dad at all costs. Who knows where he ran off to?”

“By the way, where is my mom being treated? No one else knows, I was going to ask Sister Yunxiao.”

Zheng Cheng’s lips twitched at the words. Song Chaoyu’s mother.

It seemed…

She was in Qing Shan Psychiatric Hospital.

That night was just too chaotic, out of over a hundred cultists, only a dozen or so came back sane, but they were all a bit mentally unstable.

About thirty others turned into idiots.

As for the rest, they were all dead.

Song Chaoyu’s mother had also turned into an idiot, dazed and confused, and was sent to Qing Shan Psychiatric Hospital for recuperation.

He wondered how Song Chaoyu would react when he found out.

“Brother Cheng! Don’t worry, Sister Yunxiao has helped us so much, and she cares about you the most.”

Cai Shen also came over and grinned, “She also said she will make equipment for me. I don’t know when she will have me do measurements.”

“Buzz off!”

Zheng Cheng gave him a look, “Do you call that measurements? I think it’s three points!”

“What three points?”

“Sharp mouth, sharp teeth, and sharp claws.”

“Damn!”

The four of them chatted while waiting. Half an hour later, Zhao Yunxiao came out after a freshen-up.

At this moment, she changed into loose sportswear. She stood tall, with her chest protruding, a simple ponytail, sharp eyes, and a heroic demeanor.

“Yunxiao!”

“Sister Yunxiao!”

“Captain Yunxiao!”

Zhao Yunxiao gave Zheng Cheng a look and said, “Alright, everyone is here, let’s go.”

“Where to?”

“First to the general affairs office to process the formalities for the three of you joining the team. Then to my office to get the things you need.”

Zhao Yunxiao said succinctly, leading the four out of the common room.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the door, a middle-aged man in his forties blocked their way.

Zhao Yunxiao frowned and asked, “Uncle Liang, what can I do for you?”

Uncle Liang?

Zheng Cheng’s eyes moved.

The middle-aged man in front of him had a five or six point resemblance to Liang Feifan, who had died in the secret realm.

Could it be…

The middle-aged man looked sad, but hesitated to say, “Captain Zhao, I, I came for my child.”

“Liang Feifan…”

Zhao Yunxiao said, “Hasn’t Wang Ning already notified you? Liang Feifan… died in the secret realm, and the department’s compensation…”

“No, no.”

The middle-aged man shook his head, “I just want to know how my child died, without even bringing his body back…”

“Uncle, you’re not doubting us, are you?”

Cai Shen was the first to speak, “Although we had some conflicts with Liang Feifan before, we’ve all talked it out now. We’re all colleagues, how can you doubt us?”

The middle-aged man insisted, “I, I just want to know the truth!”

“My son was a seven-star professionist, how, how could he possibly die in a secret realm!”

Cai Shen was immediately angered, “Are you saying that your son, a seven-star professionist shouldn’t die, but I, a three-star, should?”

“No, no, it’s not like that, I just want to know the truth…” Uncle Liang became anxious, “My son had such a miserable death, I only had such a talented son…”

Zhao Yunxiao’s eyes shifted, she looked around and found that quite a few people were paying attention to them. She immediately asked, “What do you want?”

Uncle Liang said immediately, “I want her to say…”

They turned around and found that the person Uncle Liang was pointing at was Song Chaoyu!

“I know her professional skills. She can see the deepest things in the memory of the dead by absorbing souls…”

“I want to know about my son’s soul.”

Song Chaoyu stepped forward and said, “Indeed, I absorbed Liang Feifan’s soul.”

Upon hearing this, Uncle Liang went pale, “Then, then he…”

Song Chaoyu raised one hand and said, “I swear, what I’m about to say is all that I’ve seen with my own eyes!”

“But, you also need to be prepared.”

“Ok, ok, I, I understand…”

“Liang Feifan, afraid and fleeing, was killed by the Fishman boss and his body torn in half!”

“What?!”

Uncle Liang froze in shock, his lips beginning to tremble: “Is, is it true?”

“Absolutely.”

Song Chaoyu sternly said, “If you don’t believe me, you can find someone to ask me directly!”

“I, I…”

Zhao Yunxiao shook his head: “Uncle Liang, based on Liang Feifan’s behavior, the compensation would normally be according to the standards for external staff.”

“I considered your years of service to the Night Guards, and that it was Liang Feifan’s first mission, thus I set his rank as Human Tier member.”

“You… You should mourn.”

After saying this, she was the first to leave.

Song Chaoyu, Cai Shen and others also left one after another.

As Zheng Cheng passed by Liang Feifan’s father, he had no feelings of guilt.

His heart was like still water.

Liang Feifan’s death had nothing to do with him!

“Feifan…”

Uncle Liang said tremulously, then turned around and left.

His waist was more bent than before.

Yao Zhixue watched Uncle Liang’s retreating figure and said, “Sister Yunxiao, that…”

“It’s nothing,” Zhao Yunxiao, her eyes as calm as still water, said: “Night Guard sacrifices… are common.”

“As long as it’s for the survival of mankind, what does a few sacrifices matter?”

“Even I am always prepared to sacrifice!”

“Sister Yunxiao…”

“As an old member of the Night Guards, Uncle Liang understands this principle.”

“Alright, let’s stop talking about these heavy topics.”

Zhao Yunxiao pushed open the door to the general office and said, “Come in.”

A wide square appeared before their eyes, with over a dozen clean and bright counters. Behind each counter was a beautiful and uniformed young girl.

But in the entire general office, there were few people coming and going, only a few scattered individuals.

Zheng Cheng couldn’t help but ask, “Yunxiao, how many Night Guards does Chang’an City have?”

Zhao Yunxiao led them towards the counter: “There are a total of twelve Mystical Tier captains and fifty-plus Yellow Tier members in the Chang’an City Night Guards, the Human Tier members amount to over a hundred and thirty.”

“All Mystical Tier captains will lead a certain number of Yellow Tier and Human Tier members.”

“As for reserve and intern members, there’s a large turnover, so I’m not exactly sure.”

Zheng Cheng found it strange: “With so many people, then the previous attack by the Black Sun Church…”

“I know what you want to ask,” Zhao Yunxiao said, her tone a bit low: “The other captains all have their own tasks, like Xu Qingfeng and two other captains who just returned from the front lines of the Alien Battlefield.”

“The other captains also have their own tasks. I’ll introduce them to you when I have time.”

“Okay.”

“Come, you all brought your ID cards, right? Show them.”

“Captain Zhao.”

A beautiful staff member stood up a bit nervously and gave them a sweet smile.

“I have it.”

“I’ve got mine too.”

Zheng Cheng and Song Chaoyu handed theirs over, but Cai Shen was caught off guard and hurriedly pulled out his ID card.

“I remember someone saying he’s a chick, could it be he’s in love?”

“Who said that!”

Cai Shen’s face turned red: “I’m the old driver at our school, I started dating in third grade of primary school!”

“Really?”

“As real as pearls!”

Zhao Yunxiao took the ID cards and handed them to the staff: “Complete the induction procedures for these three. Their rank is the Human Tier.”

“Human Tier…”

The staff member looked at the three with envy, quickly took the ID cards and sat down to process them.

“All new members of the Night Guards will be given different internship durations depending on their profession, star ranking, and political examination.”

“The minimum is three months, and the maximum is three years!”

“For example, the deceased Liang Feifan, because of his father, only needed to intern for three months to become a Human Tier member of the Night Guards.”

Zhao Yunxiao looked at them and said: “And you guys, because of the previous mission and the clearing of the secret realm, can directly become Human Tier members.”

“Congratulations.”

“Thank you, Sister Yunxiao.”

“Thank you, Captain Yunxiao, hehe…”

After the procedures were completed, Zhao Yunxiao took them to a huge warehouse.

“Captain Zhao!”

Another staff member came over to greet them. This time it was a middle-aged man with a square face.

“Manager Yang.” Zhao Yunxiao nodded: “I brought members over to take care of the secret realm creature corpses.”

Manager Yang laughed: “It seems Captain Zhao has made a great harvest this time. Don’t worry, the young men have been prepared!”

Behind him, in the dim workshop, groups of burly, fierce-looking workers appeared.

Forklifts, cranes, and flatbed trucks were all available, all for handling the bodies of creatures from the secret realm.

“Zheng Cheng, where are the creature corpses you brought out from the secret realm?”

“Here.”

Zheng gave up his space ring.

Zhao Yunxiao did not take it, but said: “You can directly release the bodies in the ring, and they will sort and store them.”

“Alright.”

Zheng Cheng waved his hand and, with a thought, a flash of illusory light appeared.

The next second, in the large warehouse, piles of corpses suddenly appeared.

Half-beasts, black-bearded dwarves, Black Sludge Fishmen, Black Water Mysterious Snakes…

A strong, fetid smell of blood immediately filled the entire workshop.

Zhao Yunxiao was surprised: “So many?”

“It seems your merit needs to be reassessed.”

Zheng Cheng shrugged: “I didn’t expect there to be so many either, never mind the merits, I just want to know what recovery skills you’ve prepared for me?”

“Follow me.”


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