In the crowded civil defense passageway, Yi Ya and Tu Qian hurried along. Yi Ya's communicator suddenly vibrated, but instead of the expected contact number, it displayed a string of garbled characters.
Yi Ya frowned but accepted the call anyway. "Hello, who is this?"
The voice on the other end seemed somewhat disconnected from the normal logic of a conversation. "The call connected, Your Excellency."
Yi Ya's brow twitched. Half a second later, a still-familiar voice came through. "Do you require any assistance?"
It was Farul, the young priest from the Pantheon.
Yi Ya snorted. "You don't trust us, so why the hell did you hire us?"
"I merely require greater efficiency."
"You're not quite like those high-and-mighty seniors of yours. But let me offer you a friendly reminder: this won't do you much good."
"A very sincere suggestion. Thank you."
After exchanging some pointless nonsense that did nothing to improve efficiency, Priest Farul finally got to the point. "Your angle of investigation is quite incisive. I do not care why you two were able to select such a precise target, but the temporary leader of the 'Secret Mine Cult' whom you are currently pursuing does indeed hold a certain degree of value. Thanks to you, I captured an important member of the cult through another channel: a low-ranking officer who had infiltrated the General Staff Department of the Red Silicon Guard in Tuoyuan City. I am speaking with you from the General Staff Department right now... According to his testimony, Bai Jiao, the cult's former leader who died some time ago, completed a 'resurrection' through illegal and forbidden means."
"Resurrection?"
"I know, it sounds absurd and unrealistic. Frankly, this cult is too small. Even its important members cannot describe key events with sufficient precision. I suspect it may be