The night in Oubos was as usual, pedestrians strolling on the street, exchanging stories of their day, the bustling and lively atmosphere resembling a never-ending banquet.
The aftermath of the ti axis disorder didn’t last long, as the Order Bureau efficiently managed it, clearing it up in less than a week. The Great Rift blazed day and night, sweeping away all proliferating flesh, turning into gray-black snow and falling into the Abandoned Land.
The only troubleso part was handling the citizens who witnessed the Condensers’ battle. Bologue’s chase with Gold and others had caused extensive damage to the streets of Opus, even getting reported on the radio.
Fortunately, the Order Bureau was highly experienced in dealing with such matters. Amidst the Logistics Departnt’s endless complaints, each logistics staff visited hos, using a bit of extraordinary ans to distort the citizens’ perception.
Eventually, the trendous scars stretching across several streets were twisted by the Order Bureau into a bank robbery, with a group of vicious criminals carrying powerful bombs, leaving a trail of explosions as they fled.
However, under the brave pursuit of the sheriffs, all the criminals were shot dead on the spot, and the City Hall once again defended Opus’s impeccable law and order with an iron fist.
Hmm... Perfect law and order. ·
"So, while I was drunkenly sleeping, such a major event happened in Opus?"
Inside the Undying Club, Serey nearly jumped up after hearing Bologue’s story.
"Ti axis disorder!" Serey exclaid.
Bologue covered his ears, looking helplessly at Serey.
For tonight’s ti axis disorder storytelling event, Serey had specially declined all other invitations. The other mbers of the Undying Club were also curious about the ti axis disorder experience, crowding around Bologue like a fascinating gathering.
Well, there weren’t many people, actually.
The Undying Club had always been quite quiet, but these undead were incredibly lively; every visit turned into a bustling affair, making it seem like a nationwide carnival despite only a few people.
Now they sat obediently beside Bologue, listening expectantly to his story.
"Speak faster! Tell us more!"
Wei’Er sat at the bar counter, continuously nudging Bologue’s arm with her back, trying to please him.
Bode sat on Bologue’s left side; though his skeleton face couldn’t express emotions, his body language showed he cared about the matter.
Serey poured a glass of orange juice for Bologue, pushed it to him, and eagerly asked, "And then? What happened next?"
"Then..."
Bologue glanced at the orange juice with a complex expression.
Honestly, after experiencing so many ti reversals, Bologue had developed so stress responses to the scene.
Everything was over.
Bologue comforted himself in his heart, picked up the orange juice and drank it down, the cold sweetness sweeping through his throat.
Bologue slowly spoke, "Things were quite complicated, involving many people and events."
The Undying Club had offered significant help during the ti axis disorder, and Bologue was willing to spend his precious night rest ti sharing stories with them.
"Such as the King’s Shield Guard, Fantasy Species, Immortal Heart, Crimson Queen, Tyrant..."
Bologue uttered one heavy term after another; with each spoken word, the undead’s expressions subtly changed until they beca completely numb.
In the subsequent ti, Bologue carefully explained the incident’s process to Serey and others, and everyone’s expressions gradually beca more colorful.
"In short, although the Fantasy Species caused the ti axis disorder, we also managed to destroy the King’s Shield Guard’s operation by relying on it and also contained the Immortal Heart."
Nearly a week had passed since the ti axis disorder, and Bologue spoke of the aftermath.
"Geoffrey wasn’t seriously injured and has been discharged from the hospital, Lebius is more or less the sa, but his arm injury is severe, still receiving treatnt at the Border Sanatorium."
Bologue recalled the scene when he last saw Lebius, "But that guy is really a workaholic."
Serey asked, "What’s wrong?"
"He turned his ward into another office, lying on the hospital bed correcting docunts every day."
Bologue’s words were filled with admiration; when it ca to dedication, he felt Lebius far exceeded himself.
"Palr is also in the Border Sanatorium now... he totally deserves it; the doctor said he could go ho to recuperate as long as he ca in for dicine change on ti, but he clings to the Border Sanatorium and won’t leave."
When ntioning Palr, Bologue’s expression was both amused and annoyed, "Seeing him so idle, Lebius drafted him as an assistant, helping process files in the ward every day."
Upon hearing this, Serey struggled to contain the urge to laugh, but Wei’Er had already fallen on the bar counter, revealing her belly.
"Hahaha!"
Every ti Palr was ntioned, everyone couldn’t help but relax; perhaps this was the cruelty of humans—when you see soone having worse luck than yourself, you feel your situation isn’t that bad.
"As you see, for various reasons, the Special Operations Group has temporarily fallen into paralysis, so the Field Operations Departnt granted us a long holiday."
Bologue helplessly waved his hand; this period, he had no work to do, behaving like an unemployed person.
"And lately, I’ve been busy with other things, like looking for a house."
"Looking for a house? Are you planning to move?" Bode asked beside him.
"Yes, this ti we handled the ti axis disorder event perfectly, killed several Negative Power Users and Prayer Believers, and contained the Immortal Heart... It’s the first ti I see such a large bonus."
Upon ntioning this, even the always calm Bologue appeared stunned upon realizing he could legally own such a significant inco.
"Where I live is too far, the house is pitifully small; then Palr discussed with his wish to co-rent a bigger place closer to the Order Bureau."
Bologue shared his future life plans.
Wei’Er pointed out, "Living with Palr? Aren’t you afraid of getting caught in his misfortune?"
Bologue fell silent for a mont, painfully rubbing his head, then resignedly said, "Forget it, you get used to these things."
He comforted himself with "you get used to it."
Actually, he wanted to refuse Palr, but Bologue just couldn’t withstand Palr’s persistent pestering; dignity seed to be a stumbling block to Palr... If Palr were an undead, he would certainly beco the next Serey.
"What about Aimou?"
Suddenly, Wei’Er asked Bologue, "As the central figure triggering the ti axis disorder, how is she now?"
"Aimou..."
ntioning the na, Bologue fell into thought, then shook his head.
"I haven’t seen her since I woke up; Geoffrey told she was taken away by Belli, then ca Order Bureau’s scrutiny and stuff."
When talking about this, Bologue felt a bit worried.
"Even though the final outco was good, the riot was initiated by her, and it was still so complex...
But Belli assured ."
Wei’Er continued asking, "Assured what?"
"She told Aimou would be fine, that the Order Bureau only wanted to understand so things from her," Bologue said, "Such as what state Aimou is currently in."
Bologue suddenly realized he hadn’t ntioned this part to the undead; he belatedly told them.
"Oh, I forgot to ntion, Aimou has beco human."
Bologue calmly delivered the shocking news, but his tone imdiately showed considerable hesitation.
He carefully recalled everything, Aimou’s human-like touch, chanical-like iron fists...
"She should be... human, right?"
Bologue said uncertainly.
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