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Chapter 23 National Special Events Office, Bian Dong
National Office for Special Events

This is a real place, but it is not known to the public. It is hidden in a courtyard house in the bustling city of Beijing.

At this moment, everyone here is busy.

At this moment, a man in his thirties with a stern and cold face, standing 1.9 meters tall, strode in.

"Border area".

"Border area".

……

As the man approached, the office staff looked up, saw him, and greeted him.

Bian Dong nodded slightly and asked, "Has the thousand-year-old ginseng that was photographed in Anming County yesterday been photoshopped?"

"Okay, then contact the local authorities to issue a denial."

"Bianchu has already photoshopped it into an e-sports radish. The local authorities have also come out to refute the rumors. We also contacted the person who took the picture of the ginseng, gave him a certain reward, and retrieved his video. He also promised not to spread it on the Internet or in the surrounding area."

Bian Dong nodded.

In recent years, with the development of the internet, more and more videos of unscientific events have been captured by ordinary people.

In order to avoid causing panic, these matters can only be handled by the National Special Events Office in Bian Dong.

For example, before, they photoshopped a water-absorbing dragon into several birds.

For example, nowadays, they've photoshopped a runaway thousand-year-old ginseng spirit into an e-sports radish.

"How did Baili Lin of the Baili family fare at yesterday's ghost market?" Bian Dong asked again.

"He's already a cripple, but the Baili family doesn't seem to intend to pursue the matter."

"What's there to investigate? Baili Lin offended the God of the Underworld and was punished by Heaven. Heavenly punishment is the most just. It's obvious that Baili Lin was wrong. No matter how powerful the Baili family is, they wouldn't dare to provoke the Underworld."

……

Everyone started discussing what happened yesterday.

Of course, the thousand-year-old ginseng was also a topic of discussion.

A young man hiking in the mountains was recording the scenery on his phone when he happened to capture a large, plump ginseng root that was rapidly moving with its roots. The image shattered his worldview, and he immediately posted it online.

Fortunately, they received the news in time and immediately took down the video. A thousand-year-old ginseng that had become a spirit could not be exposed to the public, so they could only Photoshop it into a radish.

As for why the radish ran away?
Then let's give the carrot two more wheels and get the local authorities to come out and refute the rumors.

I don't know what happened to that ginseng, but it turned back into its original form and ran so fast. Looking at it, you would think that someone was chasing it.

However, considering that it is a thousand-year-old ginseng that can bring people back to life, it is not surprising that someone would be chasing after it.

"By the way, has the Leave Department of Fengdu contacted us recently?"

As soon as Bian Dong uttered the words "Fengdu Leave Office," everyone in the office fell silent.

A while ago, the higher-ups suddenly held a meeting for them, which was about the newly established Fengdu Leave Office.

The Fengdu Leave Office is a newly established place in the underworld, whose purpose is to assist ghosts with obsessive desires to request leave to return to the human world and fulfill their wishes.

Once the leave request department was established, the higher-ups on the human side were notified and attached great importance to it.

They were instructed that their special office must fully cooperate with any work done by the leave department.

However, no one from the Fengdu Leave Office has contacted them yet.

They were all very curious about this leave application.

After all, that was the office of the underworld. They knew the underworld existed, but they had never been there and didn't know what it looked like.

But that doesn't diminish their reverence.

The one who can serve as the head of the Leave-Requesting Department in Fengdu is also a god of the underworld.

The God of the Underworld is also a god, possessing magical powers and methods unimaginable to them. They, on the other hand, are merely ordinary people.

How could this not arouse curiosity and awe?

They did know something about Director Xu Qingling.

To be chosen as the Goddess of the Underworld, especially a female college graduate, requires immense luck.

After all, becoming the God of the Underworld means transcending life, death, and reincarnation.

However, she was able to become the director because of her grandfather, who raised her. Her grandfather, who is no longer alive, had an even more extraordinary identity; he was a true deity.

As for which deity it was, no one knows.

But in the end, Director Xu was someone with very strong connections in both the heavens and the underworld, someone who absolutely could not be provoked.

Bian Dong nodded and then instructed, "Pay close attention. If you receive a call from them, notify me immediately."

Almost as soon as Bian Dong finished speaking, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

The man sitting at the desk picked up the phone and answered it. He didn't know what was being said on the other end, but his eyes widened as he pointed at the phone and anxiously said to Bian Dong, "Director Bian, it's that Director Xu!"

The surroundings fell silent instantly. Bian Dong straightened up, walked over, and took the phone. "Hello, Director Xu, this is the State Special Affairs Office. I'm Bian Dong, the person in charge..."

"Hello, I'm Xu Qingling..." A cool, young female voice came from the other end of the line...

The caller was Xu Qingling. She found the phone number for the special office and called, briefly explaining Su Qian's story and hoping to get their help.

"No problem, I'll personally lead the team there this afternoon."

……

When Bian Dong hung up the phone, he realized that everyone in the office was staring at him.

After briefly explaining the situation, Bian Dong said, "I plan to personally lead a group there and also meet with Director Xu..."

It would be best if we could add each other on WeChat, so it would be convenient to contact each other if anything comes up in the future.

"Who wants to come with me?"

"I."

"Bian, take me with you."

"..."

Everyone wanted to go. After all, Director Xu was the God of the Underworld. It had been a hundred years since the God of the Underworld had descended to earth and walked among humans. Naturally, they had never seen the God of the Underworld in person, so they wanted to see him.

In the end, Bian Dong chose three people to go with him.
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The time soon arrived in the afternoon.

Bell Experimental School suspended classes for half a day just for the final round of this drawing competition.

Bell Experimental School attached great importance to this competition, not only spending a lot of money to invite many well-known artists from home and abroad to serve as judges, but also inviting media reporters from within the province to take photos, record, and conduct interviews.

The finals were held in the school's auditorium, which was already full of teachers, students, and other invited people.

As the parents of the contestants, Zhao Yuan and Lin Yin naturally also have a place.

Just now, Zhao Tang's teacher came to see them and said that Zhao Tang is very likely to win first place in the competition this time.

At that time, not only will Zhao Tang need to go on stage to accept the award and give an acceptance speech, but the couple will also be invited to go on stage to share how they raised such an outstanding daughter.

Upon hearing the news revealed by their teacher, Zhao Yuan and Lin Yin were overjoyed, even forgetting the unlucky words spoken by the abbot when they went to Lingyin Temple that morning.

Because of their dream last night, they went to Lingyin Temple, the most popular temple in the city, early in the morning, hoping to ask what was going on or ask for a talisman or something similar.

As a result, the host came out.

He said a lot of unlucky things!

(End of this chapter)