Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 368 The Disadvantages of Being Too Leisurely

The handover was quite difficult. Mr. Mediterranean was much easier to deal with than I had imagined, but the fear in his eyes never disappeared; it was clearly the look one would give a deranged serial killer.

As Ethan stepped out of the office, he seemed to hear the melodious accompaniment of "The Godfather."

His joke failed and turned into an awkward, unpleasant joke.

This made him wonder, "Mr. Mediterranean, what have I done to make you so afraid of me?"

But Ethan ultimately didn't ask, because he felt that would only deepen Mr. Mediterranean's fear of him. Even he could see the other man's embarrassment and difficulty, his legs trembling under the table, and the fact that he hadn't stopped wiping away sweat since he entered the room. Even though the office air conditioning was set to 16 degrees Celsius, Mr. Mediterranean was still covered in sweat.

This does not match the image Ethan remembers.

Compared to his work at the West Suburbs Laboratory, this job was much less technical. He was only given some simple document organization work, and Mr. Mediterranean carefully consulted him when assigning tasks, as if he was afraid of exhausting him. Judging from the conversation, it seemed as if he was the real person in charge of the department.

That's not right, Mr. Mediterranean, where did your previous arrogance go?
Ethan turned on his computer while enjoying the air conditioning and spent the afternoon organizing data like a worker who had already entered a state of idleness. For someone who had lived in the Empire for three years, this job was quite leisurely. It was simply a matter of writing the ancient philosophers' descriptions of the Empire into documents. The Democratic Parliament was trying to restore the Empire from various aspects.

As for his understanding of faith and the path, Ethan felt that his understanding was no less than that of the philosopher. In addition to the rightful and middle gods, he could also tell some interesting stories about the baba, laokai, and laoan.

People here would never guess that Laoba is an art enthusiast.

As long as you master the right way to get along with Him, there's no need to fear His existence. If He were to visit this city one day, He would surely create a positive chemistry with the people here.

Do not……

If the grudge knew about the existence of the City of Truth and its achievements in the film and gaming industries, it would be eager to start a new season.

On his first day in the new position, Ethan didn't encounter any colleagues. He worked quietly by himself until the end of the workday, stretched, and out of politeness, knocked on the door of Mr. Mediterranean's office to let him know that he was about to go home.

In the past, the stern Mediterranean man would have scolded him for thinking about going home after get off work at such a young age, asking how he could be so shameless to go home at his age.

Working overtime is the norm; if you're not careful, you can be busy until late at night.

I caught the last subway home and, feeling hungry, bought a sandwich from a nearby supermarket to fill my stomach.

A standard two-point-one-line life.

However, Mr. Mediterranean was so terrified when he entered the room that he almost hid under the table, and when he learned that Mr. Mediterranean planned to go home after get off work, he was almost overjoyed and cried tears of joy.

At this point, Ethan could only lament that Mr. Mediterranean had changed.

He dropped his airs, returned to the masses, and deeply realized how terrible the impact of frequent overtime work could be on a young person's mind.

This is a good sign, indicating that Mr. Mediterranean, like the city, is developing in a positive direction.

Although Mr. Mediterranean looks to be close to 50, as the saying goes, "If one hears the truth in the morning, one can die content in the evening." He has finally come to his senses at this age, and he can die without regrets.

However, a leisurely job also has some downsides.

Ethan returned home early. Winter was preparing ingredients in the kitchen as usual. She was in a good mood, humming a little tune that could be heard in the living room. The tune was a popular children's song in the capital. The children living in the lower city would fall asleep to this song every night. Their mothers would sit gently by the bed and sing the song to them to sleep.

The lyrics are roughly about how if children misbehave, a monster will crawl out from under the bed in the middle of the night and devour them completely.

In the Bureau of Investigation's files, this creature hiding under the bed is numbered 57 and named Night Eater. It looks similar to a human but has no facial features. It is mostly found in affluent cities, and the local Bureau of Investigation receives several reports of children going missing in their bedrooms almost every month.

This children's song perfectly captures the style of Beijing.

In some ways, he felt that Winter also possessed some of the characteristics of Night Eater.

They stay in bed after nightfall and attack the person in bed.

According to eyewitness report from Komori, a resident of Teito who was attacked, the victims would be deprived of a lot of energy, which could lead to them being listless and unsteady on their feet the next day.

Recently, Xiaosen has raised this question with Winter several times, and Winter, who has extensive experience in fighting dark creatures, immediately responded.

She began carefully adding ingredients such as goji berries and red dates to her dinners, and also researched how to cook oysters and grilled kidneys.

Perhaps influenced by the videos recently, Winter has fallen in love with cooking, while Dark stays at home every day, eating and drinking for free, and has become much more well-behaved.

After spending several days together, Winter had completely grasped the black cat's habits.

Essentially, this is a keycap.

At first glance, she seemed like a yandere, a rival, but after spending some time together, Winter realized that it was more in line with the characteristics of a cat's "food guarding". She was a cat that did nothing after moving into the house, liked to bother you incessantly, and liked to chase away any male cats that approached you. This was simply because she didn't like other humans hanging around in front of her.

Ha, not competitive at all.

Winter labeled the black cat the very next day.

"Teacher, are you busy?"

"You're back just in time. Here's a drink from the fridge." "A drink? It couldn't be......"

"You said you don't like the taste of goji berries and red dates."

Winter turned her head and smiled gently. She was wearing an apron, and her long white hair was tied into a single ponytail behind her. Just as Ethan was thinking that he had escaped today, she spoke words as cold as winter, "So I made it into cherry flavor for you."

Ethan also took the opportunity to see the oysters arranged on the steaming plate.

This made his vision go black.

FW Investigation Bureau.

He has been attacked many times in the middle of the night recently. Is there no one who can do anything about it?
See, this is the downside of having too much leisure time in life.

Ethan resignedly took out the chilled drinks; it was destined to be another sleepless night.

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Zhuang Xiao also spent the whole day in the HR manager's office. The event planning was completed, and the next step was to start execution. The good news was that a series of recent changes had Chen Qi in a state of great distress. He had increased manpower, but they were still unable to influence the decision of the Democratic Council. After two days of hard work, the boss they had placed in Pioneer Technology barely managed to gain a foothold in the Democratic Council.

He only has one vote.

The other six members of parliament will not completely follow his advice.

"No new developments today, I'm going back to rest."

After waking up, Zhuang Xiao rubbed her slightly sore forehead. She was getting more and more used to the pain of being cut out of the world, and the time she could move freely after the "time stop" was also extended.

"That's perfect, I've made some new progress on my end."

Merlin asked, "How much can you drink?"

"generally."

Zhuang Xiao frowned. "I have no interest in social gatherings or business dinners."

"Chen Qi is trying to expand the workforce. He sent a few more people in yesterday."

"Those are all his close associates."

Zhuang Xiao said, "Do you really think you can get information out of them? You'd be better off thinking about how to get Song Xian out of here."

“That’s generally true, but not all subordinates can play their roles well, especially those who need to work with Mr. Ethan for a long time… You should know the situation on that side very well, and not everyone has the courage to deal with Mr. Ethan.”

The "dream experiment" is not a game, and to this day, no one knows the consequences of dying in a dream.

They might gain the ability to be resurrected like the members of the pioneering team, or they might die forever in the dream. Judging from the splitting headaches they experience every time they exit the dream, most people believe it is the latter.

"Chen Qi found an unofficial staff member."

Merlin said, “Remember the idea we planted in Mr. Ethan? There’s a project manager in that office who’s trying to get Mr. Ethan transferred to a familiar position in the hopes that this will get everything back on track, so they need an actor who absolutely won’t give himself away, preferably himself.”

Zhuang Xiao raised an eyebrow, sensing a conspiracy. "So?"

“Normally, Chen Qi would implant a chip in the participants to clear their memories.” Merlin paused slightly, “But sometimes, electronic devices malfunction, and if their memories aren’t completely overwritten…”

He didn't continue; with Zhuang Xiao's intelligence, that was enough.

Late that night, Zhuang Xiao met a man with a receding hairline.

His condition looked extremely bad, but Chen Qi and his subordinates were too busy to help an unofficial staff member adjust his mood after the fourth day of the dream experiment. In their opinion, it was just a headache, which would pass if he just endured it, or if he couldn't take it, he could take a sleeping pill and get a good night's sleep.

"Mr. Du Li."

After Mediterranean left the office area, Merlin led Zhuang Xiao to greet him.

Seeing this, Mediterranean immediately turned to leave, but was blocked by the two from the front and back. Merlin said, "I have heard about your grandfather. I have always respected him. He made indelible contributions to the sanctuary."

"you……"

"You need to find a few people to talk to, don't you?"

“Yes, Mr. Duli, I am also a participant in the dream experiment. We are all unofficial members, so if anything happens over there, we can look out for each other.”

Zhuang Xiao's words made Du Li hesitate.

Merlin pressed his advantage, "I know a good place. Shall we go and talk about your grandfather?"

(End of this chapter)