My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 4: Landed...?

Because of the inexplicable charge of "being sacrificed by a cult and refusing to commit suicide", Jules was also assigned his own cell.

It’s just that others live in shared rooms, but he lives in a single room.

What he ate was also much better than what others ate, which made many prisoners envious.

The more this happened, the more worried Jules became.

There was also a Suppression Bureau in the game he played before crossing over, but the two were somewhat similar except for the name, so he expressed doubts about it.

Although he didn't know how long it would take for the Anti-Suppression Bureau to arrive, Yule didn't plan to sit idle.

Since there are extraordinary powers in this world, he must become one of them!
If you can't pass the exam to work in the tax bureau, being a transcendent is also good.

Although you may not have the money to pay off your debts.

However, there are many ways to repay debts, and destroying the creditor's body is also a possible way.

The thought of those damn vampires being hung on the street lamp like bacon made him feel hot.

What to do? Only kill!

With this mentality, Jules briefly studied the strange system in his mind.

It seemed that all the gains brought out from the fragments of the Sixth History, as well as some special substances in the present world, could be transformed by him into invisible and intangible [cards].

Some cards can only be used alone, such as his [Heart of the Ocean].

Some cards may have material support, but more importantly, they represent different abstract concepts.

By combining these cards with different abstract concepts, you can get the so-called [Promotion Ceremony] or more advanced concepts.

For example, Titanic's target reward [Feast of the Raging Waves], according to Jules's speculation, this thing may also be obtained through synthesis, and it can also be reversely disassembled into lower-level concepts.

The description of [Feast of Raging Waves] caught his attention.

[Effect: Tier 3 Ritual Card, can be used to advance to Tier 3 in the "Feaster" sequence]

Sequence? It seems that in this world, there is also a "supernormal sequence" like the one in the novel.

The "Feaster" at the end must be the name of one of the roads.

He didn't study more.

Because he was so tired, after his eyelids closed one time, he never opened them again -

Until noon the next day.

……

Jules was awakened by a loud noise.

He rubbed the corners of his eyes and tried hard to open them, but he felt a burning pain as soon as he opened his eyes.

After trying a few times, he decided to continue sleeping.

"Sir, this is the survivor from before. Do you want to interrogate him now?"

"Well, bring him out."

The tone was flat, but it made the confused Jules sober up a lot.

Only after he was carried to the interrogation room by police officers, one on each side, did he finally get rid of the drowsy feeling.

"Okay, you all go out."

Jules stared silently at the middle-aged man in front of him.

It wasn't until everyone else left that the other party finally spoke:
"Jules, who once lived in Le Havre, embezzled a portion of the inheritance that did not belong to him. However, a few months ago, he developed a patent for 'rubber tires' and made a fortune. He paid off his debts to his family and subsidized their lives. He also announced that he wanted to start a new life and cut ties with his family."

Jules just listened quietly.

He was a little frightened when he heard it.

In this era when technology is still underdeveloped, the other party actually found out the origin of this "illegal household" in such a short time.

"Later, someone tampered with his contract, causing him to lose his patents and savings, and even incur a large debt. With nowhere else to turn, he resorted to selling oysters to avoid his debts. He eventually stowed away on the Titanic, where he witnessed a cultist's sacrifice ceremony and luckily survived."

The other person's smile was peaceful, but it gave Jules a strong sense of oppression:
"What I said should be correct, right?"

"...Yes, sir."

"If you're right, then that's easy," the man said with an ambiguous smile. "Are you still preparing for the civil service exam for the tax bureau?"

Jules sighed:

"Yeah, but it's meaningless now."

He had not concealed it when he bought the book before, so he was not surprised by this question.

He felt a little annoyed when he thought that his plan to take the civil service exam had been ruined because of this inexplicable crime.

But he would never dare to show it.

However, he heard the man in front of him laugh twice and say:
"Are you interested in joining the Anti-Suppression Bureau? This job is better than being a civil servant in the Tax Bureau."

what?
Jules looked up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Did he hear correctly? The other party invited him to join the Anti-Suppression Bureau?

Although I don’t know what the Suppression and Prevention Bureau does, at least all the staff in this police station are respectful to the people in the Suppression and Prevention Bureau!

But he was not overwhelmed by the sudden good news, but said calmly:

"You mean to invite me to join the Anti-Suppression Bureau and become a formal member? Did I hear correctly?" The man looked at Yule with some surprise and said:

"Your reaction is much calmer than I expected. Well, I can tell you straight away that I'm inviting you to join the Anti-Suppression Bureau, but whether you can become a full-time employee depends on your luck."

Yule's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling:
“How come you see?”

The man smiled faintly and said:
"Judging from your appearance, you must have accepted the fact that the supernatural exists in this world, right?"

Seeing him nod, the man continued:
"We've investigated and you're the only survivor of the Titanic.

And since you were also part of the Titanic when the ritual began, your survival is equivalent to creating a gap in the cult's sacrificial ritual.

So their sacrificial ritual was not completed, what do you think they will do?"

Yule's eyelids twitched, he took a deep breath, and said:

"Could it be that they will come again to complete the unfinished ritual?"

"That's right," the man said with a deep gaze. "As long as you help us lure out the secret cult behind this, after you succeed, you will have the opportunity to become a full-time agent of the Anti-Suppression Bureau."

"The fact that you were able to survive the ritual means that you may have an extraordinary affinity or resistance to supernatural powers.

The mortal feud between you and the occultists over the success or failure of the ritual, coupled with your clean past, is reason enough for us to extend an olive branch to you.

After all, you already know about the existence of the extraordinary, and we need to prevent the extraordinary from leaking out. This is the best solution for both of us."

For no apparent reason, he had become a mortal enemy of the esoteric cultists who could perform the third-level promotion ritual? And he was even being used to fish and bait?

Jules just felt that he was extremely unlucky.

He said cautiously:
"Do I... have any other choice?"

Although it is tempting to get a job ashore, it is better not to do so if it means risking your life.

He saw the man staring at him for a while, then shook his head and said:

"I know this is dangerous, but even if I agree, the people above me won't agree."

The man pointed to the ceiling, the meaning of which was self-evident, causing Jules to think deeply.

The man's voice followed:

"What's more, unless you immediately board a ship and cross the ocean to the other side of the world, those secret believers will definitely find a way to find you.

Cooperating with us is the best choice for your survival rate."

It seems like a choice, but in fact there is no choice.

But Yule understood that the other party was most likely not lying to him.

After witnessing the great power that directly sent him into another time and space, he now has a deep awe for extraordinary power.

He did not hesitate too much and said decisively:

"Then what should I do?"

The man smiled and said:
"That's a good choice. Since you agree, it's easy. We'll find you an apartment right away and send you a small sum of money to support you. Once you're settled, we'll discuss the next steps."

It seems this anti-suppression bureau is better than I thought, and it even includes accommodation...

Jules nodded. Suddenly, he caught sight of his prison uniform and said awkwardly:
"What about my crime of 'being sacrificed by a cult and not committing suicide'?"

"Oh, that sin."

The middle-aged man curled his lips and said:

"Some nobles, blinded by their opulence, claimed that our forcible protection of ignorant civilians was illegal imprisonment. The authorities couldn't argue with that, so they simply made it illegal for civilians to be imprisoned. I find both sides quite baffling, but I'm just an employee, so it's hard for me to say anything."

Hearing this reason, the corners of Yule's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

What kind of weird reason is this? The way this was handled was also weird.

He suddenly felt worried about his future.

"But don't worry, it's easy to get away with this. We just need to say hello."

The man took out a contract from his arms and handed it to Jules with a smile.

"Now, please sign this contract, Mr. Jules. Please remember that the contents of this contract must not be violated."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "absolutely".

The content of the contract was very simple, requiring Jules to keep supernatural matters absolutely confidential and not to deliberately disclose them to ordinary people.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no content in the burial pit, Jules skillfully dipped the ink and began to write his name.

However, when he signed the contract, he always felt uneasy.

It seems as if there is an eye in the dark, witnessing this moment.

But the feeling was fleeting, making him a little suspicious.

But now is not the time to think about that.

The middle-aged man in front of him put away the contract, shook hands with him, and said with a smile:

"Then welcome to join us, Mr. Jules. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future."

Can it be considered as landing...?

I guess so……

(End of this chapter)