The Unity Society is too overbearing

The night breeze was slightly cool.

The surrounding lights had long since been extinguished.

The moonlight made the road surface vaguely visible.

A group of Cleaners and various members of the Cleaning Association walked out of the compound gate, finding the guard sleeping so soundly that his melodic snoring could be heard.

The surrounding surveillance cameras had all been shut down as well.

There was not a single person on the road.

No one noticed their arrival or departure.

In the distance, the faint sound of gunfire and police sirens could still be heard from several blocks away.

Clearly, the Anomaly Bureau was running itself ragged, being led in circles by the Shepherd.

Feeling the Shepherd's god-like maneuvers and ruminating on that chilling yet awe-inspiring scene from moments ago, the Cleaning Association members present couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

A feeling of being transcendent, manipulating the entire world, and looking down upon the masses.

It was an illusion born from clinging to the strong, as if they themselves possessed the same power as the powerful.

And for that mysterious Shepherd, their hearts were filled with the utmost reverence.

It even surpassed their awe for the head of the Cleaning Association.

For no other reason.

Everything today was simply too shocking, and this Lord Shepherd was right there beside them.

Lv Yalian turned her head to look toward the auditorium; she knew Lord Shepherd was still there.

She desperately tried to catch a glimpse of Lord Shepherd, but regretfully saw nothing at all.

I really want to stay by that lord's side... even if it's just to be a dog...

Only such a powerful figure was worth her attachment, worth her begging for pity.

Unfortunately, even though she prided herself on having a noble status among ordinary people, in front of that mysterious Shepherd, she was like a speck of dust.

However, one never knew; if she persevered and dedicated herself to the Cleaning Association and Lord Shepherd, perhaps one day she could earn another glance from him?

After all, that bizarre, extraordinary world had already unfurled its scroll before her eyes...

Song Zhonghai also turned his head toward the auditorium at this moment, his expression agitated, his body trembling slightly.

Lv Feng and the others beside him noticed Song Zhonghai's abnormality and hurriedly asked:

"Old Song, are you reluctant to leave Lord Shepherd? We will see him again, since we have already become his lambs."

Song Zhonghai shook his head slightly and whispered to the three Cleaners beside him:

"It's not just reluctance. I have merely formed a guess regarding the identity of this Lord Shepherd. You have only recently joined the Cleaning Association and have not had deep contact with the extraordinary world. Do you know who Blood Pearl is?"

The three Cleaners shook their heads hurriedly while leaning in closer.

Song Zhonghai was usually a mysterious old fox. If it weren't for the fact that they hadn't known he was also a member of the Association until now, they would have to listen carefully since he was rarely willing to reveal secrets.

"Blood Pearl, ranked 53rd on the Awakened Criminal Wanted List. She once slaughtered a thousand-man guard unit of a New Continent warlord single-handedly, directly planting an orchard there, and hunted down thirteen Awakened individuals supported by the local New Continent Soul Suppression Bureau, causing a sensation."

"The New Continent Soul Suppression Bureau joined forces with local warlords and dispatched thousands of people to hunt Blood Pearl down, only for her to kill half of them before vanishing without a trace."

"The only reason she attacked that warlord was because he had tortured a young girl's entire family to death, which Blood Pearl happened to witness while passing by."

Lv Feng and the other two were left dumbfounded, as if they were listening to a tall tale.

Because it was so bizarre, it felt unreal to hear, like an urban legend.

Thinking of that smiley mask, they couldn't help but shudder.

"Doesn't that mean she is equivalent to an army all by herself?"

"Correct." Song Zhonghai nodded. "But this Blood Pearl is now obedient and respectful to Lord Shepherd, even terrified! I have my guesses about Lord Shepherd's identity, mainly because of those two black suitcases... If it really is that person, the Cleaning Association might expand significantly, and we, the pioneers, will also receive immense benefits."

"Which person? What is the Shepherd's true identity?"

"Old Song, don't keep us in suspense. Who is it?"

The people around asked eagerly.

Song Zhonghai hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"This lord's identity is not something you can touch upon right now. You only need to know that being able to have him as our Shepherd is a supreme blessing, a protection from the Lord of the Abyss."

The group was left feeling unbearably curious by Song Zhonghai's words, their reverence and curiosity for the Shepherd deepening even further. They walked away, looking back every few steps, until they reached the street corner and scattered into the night.

By the window of the auditorium, Li Fan wiped the back of his hand with a wet wipe while watching the Association members leave with such reluctance, and couldn't help but feel a chill.

What is wrong with this bunch?

Stockholm syndrome, is it?

They feel like a group of masochists.

As expected, there aren't many normal people in the Cleaning Association.

Li Fan felt a little worried at this moment.

The strength Auntie Zhang displayed was truly formidable. He wondered if his summoning of the Tiger Pillar God to possess him had aroused their suspicions.

After all, the Collector absolutely did not possess the abilities of the Tiger Pillar God.

Light footsteps sounded from behind; it was Auntie Zhang, his mother, and the driver, Old Chen.

One could tell from their cautious, tentative steps that they were feeling extremely anxious and uneasy.

Li Fan relaxed slightly.

Since the other party was even more afraid, things would be easier to handle.

"Let's go back." Li Fan removed his mask and said without a hint of emotion.

The three of them let out long sighs of relief.

The visit ceremony tonight had ended in such a mess, yet the Collector had not punished them for it; they felt as if they had just survived a catastrophe.

It seemed his temper was much better than before?

They immediately followed behind Li Fan, stepping over the pools of corpse fluid covering the floor as they walked toward the entrance.

Old Chen even scurried out in a flash, drove the car into the courtyard, and pulled up to the auditorium entrance, opening the door.

Li Fan paused for a moment, looked inside the auditorium, and said:

"Clean this up."

He then ducked into the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Auntie Zhang and his mother exchanged a glance and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Was he only punishing her by making her clean up the scene?

It was a punishment that couldn't have been lighter.

His mother sat in the passenger seat, and the luxury sedan started smoothly, slipping silently away into the night.

Auntie Zhang turned back into the auditorium, changed into a cleaning uniform, and began to tidy up while humming a little tune.

Although the corpse fluid would dry by tomorrow and leave almost no trace, this was a municipal public facility after all, and one had to observe social etiquette.

If you make a mess, you should clean it up for them.

The sedan drove steadily along the quiet, deserted roads. Old Chen was driving even more carefully than usual today; despite the air conditioning, there were still beads of sweat on his forehead.

His mother deliberated for a moment before finally saying in a low voice:

"What happened tonight was truly our oversight. Please forgive us; I will find out as soon as possible who is pulling the strings behind the scenes and make them pay the price."

Li Fan said expressionlessly:

"It is the Unity Society."

He was actually quite satisfied with the Unity Society's handiwork tonight.

Right off the bat, they had killed over a dozen of the new members and Cleaners under his command as Shepherd, weakening his forces significantly.

As for those he had saved, they would likely develop a psychological trauma regarding the Cleaning Association from now on.

With him just having taken office, the entire Southwest Pastoral District was essentially falling apart and in a complete shambles.

The Cleaning Association headquarters would likely become thoroughly disappointed in the Collector's administrative abilities, and there would be no more talk of promotions in the future.

It would be a miracle if he wasn't dismissed.

In that light, the Unity Society wasn't entirely useless.

Hearing the Collector name the mastermind so readily, his mother was stunned for a moment before realizing the truth, saying:

"Indeed, that fusion technique... I didn't even think of it, I had assumed it was a common anomalous mental infection..."

As expected of the Collector.

"Please rest assured, we will definitely hunt down the scum of the Unity Society and make them pay for their stupidity!" his mother said, her eyes narrowing.

Li Fan waved his hand slightly:

"The Unity Society is nothing but gutter rats. Focus on lying low and consolidating the Southwest Pastoral District for now."

His mother nodded hurriedly in agreement.

By this time, the car had arrived at their home.

Li Fan stepped out of the car, and just as he entered the door, his phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Wu Qian:

"Fan, get over here quickly! It's an emergency, we have to work overtime again—it's another one of those fusion anomalous infections!"

Wu Qian seemed quite flustered on the other end, continuing:

"This one is even weirder, it's a real killer. But you already have experience; if you resolve this anomalous infection, I'll talk to the bureau and apply for a commendation for you. You might even get another promotion!"

Hearing the words "commendation" and "promotion," Li Fan's expression couldn't help but darken.

Fusion anomalous infection—it was the Unity Society again.

They just wouldn't quit!

Promote, promote, promote—promote your damn self.

Turning to his mother at his side, he said:

"Find the power behind the Unity Society. Spare no cost, and wipe them out!"

Die for me!

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