Storm of Gods

Chapter 22 Confession
In the early hours of the morning, Aunt Fei and Xueyin were already asleep. Back in the dungeon, Aunt Fei was always very alert, waking up at the slightest sound at night. At first, she kept a knife under her pillow and had to pretend to be calm during the day.
Li Xin knew that when she first arrived in the city, she couldn't sleep because it was too quiet, but as life became more stable, she was much better now.

Li Xin closed the door. Ever since responding to the call of the Zodiac Twelve Star Chart, it was like opening Pandora's box. The dice were becoming more and more active. Was there a connection between divine relics and such artifacts, or was there some relationship between the dice and the star chart itself? No matter what, going to the sacred land to find a solution was the only way at present.

After clearing a space, I took out an exquisite little silver box. The surface of the box was decorated with the patterns of the Moon Goddess Church, and inside was a red, vibrant paste that looked very appetizing. It sold for two hundred lira on the market, and one box wouldn't last many uses.

Spirit ointment is one of the basic materials for psionicists. It can be used in some formations and abilities, and can also be used for marking. Night Patrols and the Order of the Church, and even the Church, need to use it frequently. It is a controlled item, and non-official personnel have to find it through the black market, where the price can double. At the same time, one must be careful not to buy counterfeit or inferior products.

Night Patrol members get a 20% discount on internal purchases, but they all need to report it to prevent resale. Generally, no one cares if the quantity isn't excessive. My box is a new member perk, so I don't need to spend any money.

To use or not to use?

The original plan for today was to enter the sacred land, which would at least solve the problem of the divine relics. However, after listening to Aunt Fei's words, Li Xin also felt that something was wrong.

Luo Jin is the captain of the Night Patrol, a figure of absolute power. Having lived in this position for over ten years, his strength and insight are certainly extraordinary. Could it be that Luo Jin knows about my possession of a divine relic?
This is not just about awakening psionic powers. Divine relics cannot appear out of thin air; there must be something wrong with them. The Night Watchers must have investigated their situation as well. All the records start from when Aunt Fie picked them up. What about before that?

This month's God's Medal...

Li Xin took it out again. Could the Moon Goddess Medal have some other use?

He now has two choices: use the ability to roll the dice to predict whether entering the sacred land will be beneficial, or to predict whether he should have a frank conversation with Luo Jin.

With his current understanding of dice, he can only predict one at a time, including the unpredictable bye situation. Li Xin did not try to force a second use against his intuition, as his intuition told him that it would not end well.

Li Xin still chose the latter. The Sacred Land was not yet in a critical situation. Gaining Luo Jin's support would have a significant impact on his current life, not only for himself but also for Aunt Fei and Xueyin.

"Being honest with Luo Jin is beneficial."

Li Xin threw out the dice, which spun in mid-air and soon settled on eight.

The judgment is valid, meaning that the probability of a positive outcome from being more honest with Luo Jin is extremely high.

Li Xin himself also made this judgment. Based on his own observations and understanding of those around him, Luo Jin's character and personality were universally praised. How bad could a lonely and earnest person be?
There is no doubt that the other party has high hopes for him. Judging from the clues this week, especially Brother Ou's hesitation, it seems that he is just lacking a little bit of skill. The dice roll also provides evidence for this.

All that's left is figuring out how to get through tonight and tomorrow.

Not long after lying in bed, a severe headache struck, so intense it was almost unbearable. It was accompanied by violent vomiting and a feeling of fainting, yet his mind and body remained remarkably clear, even his senses seemed amplified. Pain had nothing to do with willpower; no amount of willpower could stop the pain. He could only control his body to remain silent. Cold sweat involuntarily began to bead on Li Xin's forehead. This internal pain was excruciating, especially since he couldn't utter a single sound.

Just then, the patterns on the surface of the Moon God Medal suddenly flashed, followed by a faint red light that spread out in scattered spots, gradually enveloping Li Xin. Bathed in the red light, the intense headache was relieved. Although it could not be completely eliminated, there was a numbness, like taking a painkiller. He breathed a sigh of relief, like a drowning person taking a deep breath of oxygen.

Before he knew it, Li Xin had fallen asleep.

He slept until late morning, and when he woke up, he found that his body was surprisingly normal. All of this was thanks to this unique Moon Goddess Medal.

Looks like I'll have to talk to Lao Luo on Monday. It would be a bit funny if he didn't realize he had a divine relic on him. It's also no wonder that everyone at the roundtable was so calm about the side effects of divine relics. Everyone must have a way to deal with them. Come to think of it, there are rules to follow when using any power, and there are solutions to problems.

Thinking about this, Li Xin calmed down and spent a pleasant weekend with Aunt Fei and Xueyin.

Early Monday morning, Li Xin arrived at the night patrol early to prepare the preliminary work. When he arrived at the captain's office, he found that Luo Jin had not gone back at all and had spent the night in the office. He was just about to leave quietly.

"You've arrived quite early." Luo Jin was already awake.

"Haha, Uncle Luo, working overtime again. You need to take care of your health. There's no end to the work. I'm young, so I can still help out a bit," Li Xin said.

Luo Jin sat up and stretched. He was already used to the work of a night patrolman. No matter how dangerous or difficult it was, he actually enjoyed it. It was a career he loved and fought for.

This kind of person is a natural workaholic. No matter how bad his body is, he is happy in his mind. Once he has free time, he feels uneasy. However, he is not used to the work of the Order of the Instruction. It is not his way and he feels that he has energy but nowhere to use it. He is suffering.

Logically speaking, the Night Watchers' status is incomparable to that of the Church of the Holy See. One does dirty and tiring work, while the other can live in the sunlight and has a bright future. The Archbishop gave him this opportunity because he saw how hard he had worked to get to where he is now, despite the opposition. This is no longer a matter of whether he wants to do it or not; he has to do it well. Otherwise, not only will he implicate the Archbishop, but the situation of the Church of the Moon in the Church of the Holy See will be even worse. A lack of faith is the most serious fault for the Church.

"Are you adjusting to the work of a night patrolman?" Luo Jin asked.

"I spend all day drinking tea or reading newspapers. Everyone is very nice to me, but they always feel like I'm not here to work, but to retire," Li Xin said helplessly.

Luo Jin couldn't help but laugh, "This is something that others wouldn't even dream of."

Li Xin paused for a moment, "Uncle Luo, there's something I need to be honest about and I'd like to ask you about. I'm in a bit of a predicament. I accidentally contained a divine relic, and I've been barely managing to control it. In the past, even if there were risks, I would go to the forest alone to eliminate the negative effects before returning to the dungeon. But with the Night Patrolmen, I'm worried that it might affect other people."

(End of this chapter)