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In light of the fact that the old white dog, the Emperor of luck, had won the invitation to stay at Haiyin Fort, the method of entry into Haiyin Fort in the future had been settled. Qu Lang also skipped this little problem and discussed other things with them.
Among the four people present, with the exception of Shao Simiao, the other three were fairly aware of the current situation, and with the tacit understanding between Qu Lang and Xiao Yao, their subsequent discussion was extremely concise.
Xiao Yao didn't need to know too much more, and after thinking about it, he just asked, "Speaking of which, you brought Qiu Ziran here, did you leave a stand-in for him?"
Shao Simiao suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Yao, "!"
Qu Lang didn't notice, "I left one, no matter why Sun Daiyang is after him, it could prove that the people behind him have also taken a fancy to Qiu Ziran. I left a stand-in in Luocheng. If it attracts attention, at least it can distract them for a while."
Shao Simiao's mouth slowly opened wide, "..."
Baiju glanced suspiciously at Shao Simiao, who was suspected of yawning, and then answered, "Are Xiong He and the other two little demons okay?"
Xiao Yao shook Baiju's paw, "They’re okay, they haven’t been involved. It’s presumed that the other party has no plans to do anything dramatic for the time being."
Shao Simiao interrupted in a fluttering voice at this time, "...Qiu, Qiu Ziran?"
Shao Simiao, "The famous musician Qiu Ziran?"
Xiao Yao, "..."
Xiao Yao reacted, "Ah."
Qu Lang also realised what the problem was at this time, "Uh, yeah, that Qiu Ziran, the one you’re thinking of."
Shao Simiao swallowed his saliva, "He’s here too?"
Qu Lang, "...yes."
Qu Lang thought for a while, but then decided to cruelly expose the truth directly, "He's the red fox."
Shao Simiao touched his heart with a blank expression, "...I don't know why it is, but I’m somehow not surprised."
Baiju glanced at Shao Simiao sympathetically, and said, "It's okay, you are not the last one to know, Jing Xia is still in the dark."
Shao Simiao followed Baiju’s words but just as he felt a little comforted he suddenly realised that Jing Xia was fundamentally different from him. Although that guy didn’t know Qiu Ziran, he was already a monk, he wasn’t in the same position of needing to refresh his world view in just two or three days like Shao Simiao.
Qu Lang scratched his head and coughed in embarrassment. He had subconsciously regarded Shao Simiao as a seedling of the Special Service, but had forgotten that this guy had lived in a world that had nothing to do with cultivation before. His line of thinking wasn’t even on the same channel as the world he would come into contact with in the future. Many things mentioned by practitioners and demons would completely shatter Shao Simiao’s perception of reality.
After all, it was a soldier he wanted to raise, so Qu Lang added that after thinking about Shao Simiao's situation, he immediately asked, "Speaking of which, Shao Simiao, have you contacted your family since you awakened?"
Shao Simiao sighed when he heard the words and shook his head, "Not yet... it sounds too ridiculous. You’re aware of my temperament, and my family is no exception. Although they don’t object to me live streaming, it doesn't seem very serious, and I don't give my family the impression that it's serious. If I tell my family about this over the phone, they will most likely think it’s a joke."
Baiju still liked this little guy, so hearing this, he then asked, "Then what are you going to do?"
Shao Simiao was a little bit distressed, but his thoughts were quite transparent, "I personally accept that I’ll be okay. Now that I’ve learned about this new world, and that I’m suitable for cultivation, and I know that probably all practitioners will encounter some difficulties...I can’t say anything like ‘I don’t want to’. So I think I’ll just eventually have to find a way to explain it to my family. Later. If you need me to do something or plan to train me, I’ll try my best to cooperate and study hard."
"The problem now is, I don't know what my old man...I mean, what my father will think. He isn’t too pedantic. As long as I know my goals and ideas, they won’t interfere too much. But to explain everything to them, it’ll be very difficult.” After Shao Simiao finished speaking, he pondered for a while, looked up to observe Qu Lang’s face, and tentatively said, “If Qu’ge or you just send someone to join me, when you go to the capital..."
Qu Lang raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pressed Shao Simiao's head, "You’ll be fine."
Qu Lang didn’t have any objections. He rubbed Shao Simiao’s hair a couple of times and said, “Okay, that’s sorted. On the weekend, Shao Simiao, you should go back by yourself according to your original travel plan. Remember to bring those talismans that Xiao’ge gave you, so you won’t be caught out and be unable to protect yourself. After that, the White King, Xiao’ge and I will settle matters here. It’ll take two or three days, then I’ll go to the capital to find you, and we’ll cross the bridge with you and your family."
Shao Simiao nodded quickly, "Okay, then, Qu’ge, you can come to my house or school to find me. Anyway, when you’re in the capital, call me."
Qu Lang glanced at him sympathetically and reminded, "Although the telephone is a commonly used tool for us, you’ll have to get used to it in the future. If you don't need to convey the message through words or voices, I can find you in any corner of China, without needing to contact you."
Shao Simiao, "..."
To be honest, he felt like he was a criminal.
Xiao Yao smiled and shook his head. Compared to Qu Lang, he was thinking about things a little more deeply. He motioned to Shao Simiao to come over and said, "I need to ask you a few questions. You have to think about them carefully then reply to me later. You have only just stepped into this world after all, there is still time to regret some things, and I can deal with your memories."
Shao Simiao subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Qu Lang beside him, then slowly stood up, walked to Xiao Yao and sat down, "Ge, you can ask me anything."
Xiao Yao nodded, then stretched out his hand to pull Baiju, and whispered softly, "Bai’ge, you can also pay attention and let me know what you think."
Baiju smiled and nodded, knowing that Xiao Yao was trying to give some of the power of the Demon Administration Bureau to him, so he responded, "Okay, I'll listen in."
Xiao Yao looked at Baiju’s focused and gentle gaze, and his gaze couldn’t help but drift. So he turned his head slightly uncomfortably, discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind, and created a sound barrier around the pavilion, then started, "First of all, I will introduce you to our Chinese supernatural authorities. There are three major organisations, namely the Demon Management Bureau, the Secret Service Bureau and the Practitioners Association.
"To put it simply, the Demon Management Bureau usually deals with trivial matters related to demons and ghosts. Usually, management is the main work and unless there's an accident they aren’t needed. The Secret Service and the Demon Management Bureau have overlapping duties, but the proportions are the opposite. They focus on investigations. There are many demon and ghost related accidents that need to be dealt with. From time to time, they’ll cooperate with the national defense force, and their duties are relatively dangerous. As for the Practitioners Association, it’s equivalent to a battalion of cultivating veterans and recruits, although they force on practice and exchanging of information, they also handle some cross-management with the Secret Service. Their focus is on cultivation improvement and management of the practitioners. Usually there are no hard requirements for jobs there, but they are the first choice when encountering non-natural confrontations between countries and states.
"Now there are three options in front of you. You haven't had any foundational training before, and your resume in the world of cultivation is blank. For each of our three units, you’re quite a suitable new seedling. Therefore, if you are willing to join us, you can choose from these three organisations at your own will."
Xiao Yao gave a general introduction, speaking at a slow rate, and gave Shao Simiao a little time to think, "So, my first question, are you sure you want to join us, knowing that you’ll be insulated from ordinary people's lives? And my second question, of these three organisations, which one would you like to join?"
Shao Simiao opened his mouth, just about to speak, but suddenly stopped.
To be honest, he didn't want to depart from the life of a normal person.
Since entering the Dao, he had been hoping that his yin yang eyes would close, as if he would be able to return to the past after they did.
Although he said that he wanted to escape this kind of thing, and that he was very shameful, irresponsible, and willful, Shao Simiao was very clear about his own thoughts. After all, he was not a blind and self-confident leech, he was a comedian, an ordinary person. If he had the opportunity to return to a normal life, of course he was willing.
After pursing his lips, Shao Simiao was still very frank, "Although you may not be happy to hear it...but I still want to ask, if I want to return to how I lived before, can I do it?"
Xiao Yao nodded without hesitation, "If you want to, I can deal with your memory; and your physique can also be muted by certain practitioners. Of course, you would have to pay a fee. After all, we don’t work for free."
Shao Simiao, "..."
Shao Simiao touched his pocket subconsciously. He felt that if went through with this, then he might crazily pursue his missing six million after losing his memory.
Coughing awkwardly, Shao Simiao touched his nose, "...then, if I join you, where would you recommend I go?"
Xiao Yao gave him a funny look and said objectively, "Actually, you can go anywhere. If you just want to protect yourself, then as a pure rookie, the Practitioners Association is your best choice. There, you can find the most suitable teachers.
"Similarly, if you’re willing to make contact with demons and manage affairs related to demons and ghosts, and aren’t willing to deal with higher-risk accidents, then the Demon Management Bureau welcomes you." Xiao Yao said and then pointed to Qu Lang. "Of course, if you want to take care of your cultivation, physical fitness, and life until death at the same time, I suggest you enter the Special Service."
Qu Lang covered his face.
He now suspected that Xiao Yao wasn’t his senior, how can he push his talents out in this way... His Service finally had a good little seed, but after such a comparison, only a fool would choose the Special Service.
Baiju also looked at Qu Lang, with a little sympathy in his eyes. At the same time, he also probably understood the reason why Xiao Yao chose to be the director of the Demon Management Bureau. Among the three major supernatural authorities in China, Qu Lang entered the Special Service to take risks. So the Demon Management Bureau, which was easier to handle among the remaining two, became Xiao Yao's target.
However, with that said, why did Qu Lang choose to enter the Special Service in the first place?
Thinking of this, Baiju’s ears moved slightly, and he heard Shao Simiao hesitate to ask the same question, "Uh...although it looks like this, on the face of it, the Special Service would be my last option; but I I want to ask, why did Qu’ge join the Special Service?"
When the question was spoken, the three lines of sight in the pavilion were all locked on Qu Lang.
Qu Lang was caught off guard by the three people's extremely serious eyes. He felt a bit exposed and he reflexively put down his crossed legs and straightened up.
Qu Lang, "..."
Qu Lang haha’d, then raised his hand and scratched his head, "Ah, you suddenly asked me like this, it’s kind of embarrassing."