Shenzhou City.
Even in the glamorous city of Neon District, there are always a few dirty spots.
The streets are covered with red advertisements, or there are many women standing by the roadside, enthusiastically soliciting business.
The people here don't seem to be afraid of Evil Cults; they're more concerned with whether they have money and whether they've made any.
That's just how the world is. While those in high positions revel every night, there will always be those in low positions doing the dirtiest and hardest work at the bottom.
Li Chen and his group had also arrived at this place. Unlike the people here, they had all changed their clothes to conceal their identities.
"Chen-ge, there's a girl waving at me!" Su Zhe had never seen anything like this before, and his face flushed slightly.
Just as he was about to go over, Li Chen stopped him and said, "Don't go over there. If you don't want anything to happen, stay with me."
"Ah!" Despite his repeated cries of pain, Su Zhe still obediently followed behind Li Chen.
"Jianping, the Special Affairs Bureau should have sent a message about the situation here by now, right?" Li Chen frowned, looked at the brightly lit street, and said softly.
"Sent." Jianping's phone was flooded with messages from the Special Affairs Bureau, filling several pages.
The tasks mentioned above mostly involve issues in the Neon District, but there are also many other areas within Shenzhou City.
"They even help old ladies cross the street?" Li Chen was somewhat puzzled; this might not be a fake secret order from the Special Affairs Bureau.
Perhaps Li Chen's perception of the Special Affairs Bureau had always been that it was powerful and mysterious, but at this moment he realized that the Special Affairs Bureau's mission tomorrow was actually for the benefit of ordinary residents.
It has all sorts of strange and unusual tasks.
The only thing missing is that kind of dangerous mission.
Li Chen looked at the list for a long time but still couldn't decide which task to do.
"Oh well, every piece we make is one less we can make."
"Let's start with the Neon District."
Another blue flame is burning.
Blood Charm was covered in wounds, his hand tightly clutching Pandora's Box, looking around aimlessly; he was in very poor condition.
He hid in a concealed spot, cursing under his breath, "Damn it! There are so many people at the Withered Sea Realm among the Twelve Zodiac!"
He was now disoriented, not even knowing where he had escaped to, but he could always feel that Wuma's aura lingering on him; otherwise, how could that guy have found him so easily?
Before he could think any further, a blue slash shot towards him.
A man wearing a dark blue mask was seen holding a head that was still dripping blood.
It was that burly man from before; at this moment, Blood Charm's pupils constricted.
How is that possible?
Wasn't this guy the one who's been chasing me?
How do you still have time to kill that guy!
But he didn't have time to think it over; he quickly left and changed positions. He didn't want to become one of that man's heads.
"Heh... do you think you can escape?" The man sneered, glancing mockingly in the direction the figure had fled.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he looked behind him, only to see a man in a light gray trench coat seemingly drinking coffee.
The coffee was strange, though; wisps of white smoke swirled around it, as if someone were howling inside.
"Horse Squad, you've killed quite a few of my hard-earned tools, haven't you?" The man took a sip of his coffee and spoke leisurely.
He didn't take the masked man in front of him seriously at all, but his hands had already begun to become illusory.
Wuma Team, snorted coldly and said, "I never expected to catch such a big fish as you, the Ninth Seat of the God-Binding Cult!!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the two figures charged into battle, their blue and gray auras clashing as if in opposition.
Blood Charm, who had already run away, had no idea what had happened. He was running desperately in one direction.
They were completely unaware that they had entered the city.
There were also many inappropriate advertisements pasted on the roadside signs.
Blood Charm had no idea where he was; he was like a headless fly, bumping around aimlessly.
"Damn it, that guy should be able to shake me off for a while now, right?" Blood Charm glanced behind her and thought to herself.
But what he didn't know was that someone had already shielded him.
Looking at Pandora's Box in his hand, he felt somewhat anxious. He knew exactly how terrifying Pandora was, and that if he opened it now, a monster of the Calamity Realm might instantly descend upon this place.
Then this place will surely become a wasteland.
But his life needs to be activated, otherwise he wouldn't be so hesitant; he just wants to live a good life.
Blood Charm hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered her hand, put Pandora into her arms, and looked around.
He still couldn't decide. Between life and death, he chose life. He wasn't as crazy as the Poison Ghost to give up his life for the Evil Cult and for the Ninth Seat, to open this deadly treasure box.
He only wanted to live well so that he could see a better future and enjoy unparalleled art; this was his pursuit.
"The Neon District?" Blood Charm glanced at the surrounding billboards before confirming that this was indeed the filthy area.
Even places that their Evil Cult wouldn't want to enter.
Meanwhile, on a street in the Neon District, many people were watching the performance.
Several men and women were hurling insults at each other in the street, and even started fighting.
"Haha, you bitch, you're such a jerk, aren't you?"
"Seducing my husband?"
Snap~ Snap~ Snap~
The sounds of people being slapped in the face were endless; this was the level of chaos in the Neon District. Even if people started fighting in the street, no one cared about intervening.
As long as no one dies, everything will be fine.
Li Chen and his group stood at a distance, watching, seemingly unwilling to make a move.
"Chen-ge, shouldn't we lend a hand?" Su Zhe had never seen anything like this before, and hesitated for a moment.
He's now considered a member of the Special Affairs Bureau, albeit temporarily, and seeing this kind of thing happen, he still wants to help.
"No need. Let them handle things themselves. We're just temporary members of the Special Affairs Bureau. These matters are none of our business, nor do we need to." Li Chen's eyes radiated a hint of indifference.
He knew perfectly well that even if he intervened now, what would be the point? The atmosphere here was already irreversible; even if he could discipline them now, what about later?
This is merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause; everything was already predetermined.
"I..." Su Zhe looked at that place with some hesitation. After all, he had a strong moral compass and couldn't stand such things.
To put it nicely, he lacked experience. Li Chen was different from him; since his parents passed away, he had experienced the harsh realities of society and had long since seen through the world.
He said calmly, "Baozi, that's just how the world is; the rules have already been set."
"All the kindness we see is merely what society allows us to see."
Those in high positions have never taken an attitude towards the lower classes; instead, they simply observe and wait.
"Just like us now, we possess power but are still bound. If we want to break this rule, we need the strength to shatter the heavens and then change the rules."