Mysteries: I Slay Gods with One Slash
Chapter 33

Soul-Capturing Bureau Chat Group

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By the time Su Yang returned to his class, it was already the last lesson of the afternoon.

If the principal hadn't dragged Su Yang away and rambled at him for hours, Su Yang could have attended classes all afternoon.

After getting out of Zhao Shengshen's car, Su Yang would usually have to spend some time throwing up.

But this time, before Su Yang had a chance to throw up, the principal, who had been waiting at the school gates for a long time, grabbed him and pulled him straight into his office.

He served Su Yang tea and poured him water, asking after his well-being every now and then.

At first, Su Yang was somewhat flattered, but once the principal got to the point, he quickly understood what he was after.

The principal had clearly noticed that Su Yang's relationship with the head of the City Education Department was far from ordinary, which was why his attitude toward Su Yang was so unusual.

Over the course of their hours-long conversation, Su Yang precisely and concisely distilled the central message the principal wanted to convey.

It was nothing more than how devoted he was to the school, how he had poured his heart and blood into it, and how he had dedicated his life's work to education.

Everything he said hinted that he wanted Su Yang to put in a good word for him with Zhao Shengshen, paving the way for next year's principal succession process.

Su Yang, who knew the ways of the world, nodded at the things he was supposed to understand and gave vague responses to those he could pretend not to understand.

It had to be said that Zhao Shengshen's public image really was impeccable.

Whether it was because of Zhao Shengshen's Sequence Ability or not, the outside world almost always described him in terms like "dignified and capable, upright yet approachable."

Even the principal's tone was filled with heartfelt respect and admiration whenever he mentioned Zhao Shengshen.

If Su Yang hadn't joined the Soul-Reaping Bureau, he probably would never have seen the true face of this director.

It was worth mentioning that something else Zhao Shengshen had done had once again changed Su Yang's impression of him.

The Soul-Reaping Bureau in the jurisdiction Zhao Shengshen managed actually used a mobile messaging app to stay in touch.

That was right! It was the very app with a flashy user interface, plastered with ads for buying all kinds of "diamonds."

Zhao Shengshen had used the app to create a group chat and added everyone in the Soul-Reaping Bureau. If anyone had something to say, they could just say it in the group.

The Soul-Reaping Bureau actually assigned missions and kept in touch through this group!

Su Yang had quietly asked Lina whether the Soul-Reaping Bureau's other jurisdictions all used this "up-to-date" method of communication.

The answer he got didn't surprise him!

Sure enough, Zhao Shengshen's people were the only ones in the entire Soul-Reaping Bureau who communicated this way. People in its other jurisdictions used a special D-grade containment object similar to a Sound Transmission Talisman.

When Su Yang questioned him about it, Zhao Shengshen had answered with confident conviction:

He was doing it to save the Soul-Reaping Bureau money. Besides, this method of communication was quicker and more convenient, could foster a harmonious atmosphere in the bureau, and suited the Soul-Reaping Bureau's style in this jurisdiction!

It wasn't that the method was bad, but it really was... hard to put into words.

Su Yang stared absentmindedly at his phone. The group chat was in full swing.

[Old Wang with the Anywhere Door]: Any good brothers need a teleport? Affordable rates, a hundred per trip, anywhere in the province. Pickup and drop-off included.

[The most most most most reliable director]: Everyone, keep an eye on the remnants of the Fierce Ghosts lately! Our jurisdiction still hasn't met this month's quota from the higher-ups!

[The elegant Miss Lina]: Sharing a beautiful selfie of beautiful me today.

[The elegant Miss Lina]: IMGselfie.JPG

[Miss Lina's number one simp Handsome Zhang]: Wow! I'm drooling! {drool}

[Miss Lina's number two simp Li the Cannon]: Wow! I'm drooling! {drool}

[Old Wang with the Anywhere Door]: Wow! I'm drooling! {drool}

[The most most most most reliable director]: {angry} Pay attention to what I said, hey!! Dealing with the remnants of the Fierce Ghosts is the most important thing! Don't get off topic!!

[The most most most most reliable director]: {angry}{angry}{angry}{angry}{angry}!

[Old Wang with the Anywhere Door]: Anyone up for drinks at the bureau tonight? Pickup and drop-off included!! {doge}

"Sigh!"

Su Yang let out a long sigh and put down his phone.

Why was the Soul-Reaping Bureau's whole vibe so different from what he had imagined?

Come to think of it, aside from Gai Fengyan, none of the people he had met from the Soul-Reaping Bureau seemed very reliable...

The style of the Soul-Reaping Bureau in this jurisdiction was rather like his parents'.

It was truly hard to imagine that a group like this was shouldering the responsibility of protecting ordinary people in secret.

Su Yang looked up at the scenery outside the window. The sun was already setting.

The summer leaves outside the window danced in the light of the setting sun, glittering in Su Yang's field of vision, but in his eyes, the sight was utterly dull.

"I'm so bored! If only Ren Yexue were here. At least I could tease her..."

Su Yang muttered to himself. He was already starting to miss life with Ren Yexue around!

At least with the mischievous Ren Yexue beside him, he wouldn't be as bored as he was now.

After the battle during the day, Su Yang couldn't focus on the lesson at all now that he was back in the classroom.

After all... he had long since learned everything the teacher was covering.

Su Yang's mind was filled with images of himself fighting that morning, swinging his pitch-black long saber.

"Ring!"

Finally, after Su Yang had spent dozens of minutes daydreaming, the last lesson of the afternoon came to an end.

Su Yang attended a public school, which had no evening self-study sessions, so he could go home after the last lesson of the afternoon.

His classmates were packing their schoolbags, happily discussing their plans for after school.

Su Yang was no exception. He shouldered his schoolbag and prepared to visit the city's flower and bird market.

A few days ago, Su Yang had promised to buy his grandmother a puppy to keep her company. Although a lot had happened recently, he had kept it in mind.

Just as he stepped one foot out of the classroom, a voice came from behind him.

"Su Yang, please don't rush off yet. Could I ask you a favor?"

Su Yang instantly recognized the voice. It was the class monitor, Zhang Qingxuan!

Su Yang turned around and saw a thin, frail-looking boy with a scholarly air and a pair of black-framed glasses.

The boy got along well with the class and was gentle with others, though a little shy.

Su Yang had quite a good impression of him.

"Class monitor, what's up? If there's anything I can do, I'll definitely help!"

Zhang Qingxuan hesitated, apparently wondering whether to speak. After a while, he finally did.

"Well, Teacher Zhao is sick, isn't he... I think our class should send a representative to visit him. Teacher Zhao has always been quite fond of you, Su Yang, so I was thinking..."

Zhang Qingxuan looked apprehensive, afraid that Su Yang would reject him outright.

Visit their homeroom teacher, Teacher Zhao?

Su Yang scratched his head. That was something he hadn't expected.

But Zhang Qingxuan was right. Teacher Zhao usually did give him special attention and praised him from time to time.

Whenever Su Yang actually had a problem, Teacher Zhao would also be the first to help him solve it.

Now that the class monitor had asked him, it was only right that he go.

After pondering for a moment, Su Yang agreed.

"Yeah! All right! I'll visit Teacher Zhao on behalf of our class!"

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