After parting with his teammates, Kallen walked out of the York City Church Administration Building alone.
He had expected a hearse to pick him up, but instead found a VIP Carriage waiting by the road, with Neo at the wheel.
Kallen walked to the passenger door. Neo raised his right hand and said,
"Welcome back, esteemed Captain!"
"Thank you for coming, esteemed Squadron Leader!"
Then both of them laughed.
Kallen got into the car, and Neo said, "I called your manservant and told him I was coming to pick you up."
"Mm."
"So, how was the trip?"
"I nearly didn't make it back several times."
"You know, when people say that, it usually means they reaped some great rewards. For people like us, dying or not dying has practically become routine."
"There were rewards. I scrounged plenty of cartons of cigarettes and bottles of liquor at the hotel and sold them for quite a few Point Vouchers. Oh, Captain, give me a business card for the person in charge of the Ankara Hotel's logistics department. I should have a use for it later."
"Sure, here." Neo took a business card from his wallet and handed it to Kallen.
Kallen took it and glanced at it, then asked in puzzlement, "A female director?"
"She's his mistress. Transactions usually go through her as the intermediary. She runs a tea shop on Queen Street."
"All right, got it."
"I read Order Weekly and pulled some strings to find records in internal publications. So, did you see the Wall God?"
"I did. The Wall God nearly killed me."
"Oh, I'm so envious."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course. Most people are destined to live ordinary lives. Being killed by a god already counts as a special kind of happiness."
"Then more people in the Reincarnation