Transform into a human

After a moment of silence, Jin Quehua pulled Yue Lai up and said awkwardly:

"Sorry, I got a little emotional just now."

"It's alright," Yue Lai shook his head, "No matter who I work for, our goals are the same."

The female knight pondered for a moment, then pointed to the light official airship beside her, saying as she walked:

"The Water Resources Bureau's involvement involves internal affairs, which is inconvenient for you to handle. I will have my colleagues follow up. As for your 'employees,' I hope we can cooperate on this matter, after all..."

She glanced at Yue Lai and Qing Yan.

"It's dangerous for you to investigate personally—even if you can defeat a Tier 3 undead."

Yue Lai awkwardly scratched his head. He and Qing Yan were just amateurs, and it was indeed not safe for them to face unknown enemies.

"Since it's a collaboration, we need to share information. You can tell us the identity of that zombie from before, right?"

"He is a veteran of the pioneering wars."

"What?" Yue Lai never expected this answer.

"While you Federation people may choose to avoid discussing this matter, it is an unforgettable pain for every Sousa resident."

Chengfeng walked into the spaceship expressionlessly, and only continued after the spaceship took off:

"In the year 1899 of the Stellar Calendar, the human alliance launched the War of the Convection Ash Bodies. Compared to those mainstream civilizations, the Eastern Wall Galaxy was not worth paying attention to at that time."

"The coalition didn't even send a complete fleet; it was led by only a single saint."

"The Ash Ents initially did not offer much resistance to the Allied Forces, and the Humans successfully captured the outer areas, including Samir Fortress where we stand today. However, as the war progressed, the Allied Forces finally discovered the Ash Ents' true life form."

Yue Lai said softly, "A symbiotic life form."

"That's right. As their activity area was compressed, the remaining ash bodies began to merge in reverse, becoming stronger and stronger until even the saints could not suppress them."

"The Allied forces naturally requested reinforcements from headquarters, but you all know what happened in 1900, right?"

"The Battle of Deluo".

In that battle 700 years ago, the human race fought with all its might, and after paying a heavy price, it completely destroyed the dragon civilization. Since then, there are only scattered dragon descendants and dragon nests in Andromeda, and there is no longer a dragon settlement that can be called a "civilization".

Last year marked the 700th anniversary of the Battle of Deluo, and the human race held a grand celebration for it, so Yue Lai remembers it very clearly.

"There were no reinforcements, so the pollution from the ash body could no longer be contained."

"After the collapse of the Holy Throne, a large number of the Allied forces were infected, and everyone became neither alive nor dead, that is, living dead."

"Later, Saint Violet threatened humanity with his mutilated body, and the headquarters sent the Holy Apothecary here when humanity was in its most critical moment. The contamination was irreversible, and could only be slightly reduced, and thus the Sosa people were born."

Sosa Violet, that is the name of the saint from that time, and the current king is also his descendant.

Due to reproductive isolation, the origin of each subhuman race is accompanied by accidents, mostly from the allied forces and explorers of the Great Exploration Era. In war, accidents often mean suffering and sacrifice.

Considering the current status of the demi-human race within the Federation, Yue Lai and Qing Yan couldn't help but fall silent.

As a member of the Qing clan, Qing Yan knew some inside stories that ordinary people did not know.

"The continuation of the Qishi lineage must ensure the absolute dominance of the human bloodline throughout the entire cultural sphere. Although the federal government is deliberately suppressing subhumans and limiting their numbers, but..."

"Forced to do it?" Goldenleaf mocked.

Qingyan could only sigh and return to silence.

"Alright, let's get down to business. That demi-human who attacked me?"

"The degree of infection varies. With the help of a saint, those with mild infection can be restored to pure-blooded humans, while those with severe infection are naturally beyond cure."

"The infected were comrades-in-arms to the founders. Seven centuries later, the original Sosa people gradually died out, but these infected undead survived for a full seven hundred years."

"The vast majority of them live in hatred, taking pleasure in devouring pure-blooded humans, and many more go mad over time, gradually losing their minds."

What limits the lifespan of immortal beings is often not their physical limits, but their psychological limits. For some reason, perhaps thanks to his "Wandering Through Time," Yue Lai hardly felt the wear and tear that time had on his mind.

But for humans, even living for more than 200 years would drive them completely insane, let alone seven centuries.

The Sossa people have mixed feelings about these "mad zombies." On the one hand, they do not attack the Sossa people and are even comrades of their ancestors. On the other hand, they are enemies of humanity. The Kingdom of Platinum was forced by the Federation to designate them as a terrorist organization.

"Could they be collaborating with the Lost Heart Society?"

Would you cooperate with a wild beast?

Yue Lai frowned. If the two weren't cooperating, why would the living dead attack him? And where did that level-three relic come from?

As if she could read his mind, Golden Broom said directly, "One thing at a time. The Secretariat will definitely give you an explanation regarding that attack, but the microscopic observation of the Level 3 relic will take a considerable amount of time."

There are many ways to find out the containment conditions of relics. Hunters usually use "ancient methods" to probe, Yue Lai's direct communication is considered "demonic", and "orthodox" methods involve using large instruments for observation.

Just then, the high-speed spaceship paused.

"Alright, we've arrived."

……

……

"Phew, we've finally arrived."

The elf cat cautiously observed the shop in front of it. It was a matchmaking shop that had been deeply involved in the matchmaking market for decades, and it was also a safe house with a very high level of confidentiality from the Bureau of Investigation.

She casually approached the door and found three customers inside asking questions.

"She's here with a friend, right? It's normal to feel shy on your first blind date," Yue Hao thought matter-of-factly.

All that could be heard was the guest introducing himself:

"This is my best friend, and this is my male best friend."

"Oh, it's your friend. Please have a seat."

The matchmaker was a plump, fair-skinned middle-aged man who appeared quite harmless.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries:

"Could you talk about your expectations for your partner?"

"I am bisexual."

"Bisexual?"

"Yes," the woman pointed to her best friend, "she's my girlfriend."

"Oh, oh." The matchmaker nodded quickly. Although bisexuals were rare, he had seen a few in his life.

"I want a boyfriend who can cover the expenses of the three of us."

"Three...three people?" The manager didn't quite catch on for a moment.

"Me too," my male best friend raised his hand.

"Why include you?"

"Why am I not included? I'm his male best friend."

Hong Zhong fell silent for a moment. He was one of the Thirty-Six Extraordinary Warriors, known as the Matchmaker. However, in recent years, his extraordinary skills had become increasingly rusty. The reason was that he had stopped understanding young men and women of today.

Actually, compared to other methods, improving a matchmaker's skills is relatively simple. However, the problem is that if the relationship between the couple she helps breaks down, the matchmaker herself will also suffer the consequences.

The bad news is that the marriage rate in Perdue is at a record low every year.

The female customer was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude and added fuel to the fire:

"Many women nowadays don't like having children, but I don't have that concern."

Finally, I heard some good news, but then the other party said:

"Of course, it's okay to have children for the man after marriage, but it should be the second priority."

"Uh... I don't quite understand what you mean."

"I need to have a child with my male best friend first, and then I can have one with him, so he will ultimately have to support seven people."

"???"

Hong Zhong said wearily, "The three of you, the two children, and the man himself, isn't that six people? Where did these seven come from?"

"And my best friend and her male best friend's child."

"..."

The client left the matchmaking agency dissatisfied, and Hong Zhong slumped listlessly on the table... He wished he could at least avoid some mental pollution, let alone open a business!

Yue Hao also suffered from mental pollution. She felt that young people nowadays were comparable to evil gods, and it took her a long time to regain her senses.

She leaped into the shop, and since the Chain Crystal Network authentication of the Eastern Wall Galaxy was no longer reliable, the Elf Cat resorted to the oldest method of connection:

"A letter cannot convey my longing."

Hong Zhong subconsciously said:

"A red thread skillfully binds lovers together."

Then he burst into tears—the organization had finally sent people! He couldn't take another day like this!

He quickly got up, closed the door, drew the curtains, turned on the signal jammer hidden in the flowerpot, and then turned around, saying indignantly:

"I'd be willing to go through fire and water for the bureau this time. I don't ask for any reward, just a few more normal couples for me to play matchmaker!"

Yue Hao's eyes darted around, and she thought of her third brother, Xia Du, and her own perpetually clueless older brother, and readily agreed:

"Don't worry, it'll be there!"