Spellcasters under the Legal Committee often say that magic is not only a power that can change reality, but also a pair of scissors that can prune human character and temperament.
It turns out that this is indeed the case.
Compared with the last time he came to the newspaper office, Xiuge's mentality and emotions have changed significantly at this time - his purpose is clearer, and his attitude towards the newspaper clerks around him has also changed very obviously.
The increased magic and newly mastered magic allowed Shuge to re-examine the ideas and plans that he had previously shelved.
Either find a way to understand and deal with the hidden dangers in Salem City.
Or find some other ways to break through the blockade of Salem City itself and escape from this place of right and wrong first.
Regardless of whether he starts from a rational or emotional point of view, Xiuge will be more inclined to the latter option. His "prophecy" is too incomplete, and a few clear time nodes cannot help him better handle and cope with the current predicament.
, and he did not believe that he could save the city from an unknown disaster by himself.
Xiuge has never believed in personal heroism, and he has always been very self-aware.
Especially after these few days of continuous observation, Shuge always felt that he could see a terrifying shadow behind Salem City.
As early as the moment of shaking hands, Xiuge had already controlled the three-tailed mouse to hide in the most hidden corner. With the vision of the three-tailed mouse, he saw that Philip had indeed looked at the pass at the bottom when taking the document. Obviously, this action had already been done.
It became a natural habit for him.
Seeing that the pass was tucked neatly at the bottom, Philip quickly pulled out a blank receipt.
Some of them may have known that their actions were equivalent to gnawing at the crumbling dam of Salem City, but they did not expect that when the dam was damaged, they would be the first to face the raging flood.
However, the appearance of this smell also pointed out the way for Xiuge.
Phillip raised his eyebrows: "You seem a little tired!"
"Based on Philip's behavior, he should be able to feel the danger hidden behind this series of events... In this case, he will definitely find a way to leave a way out for himself, perhaps a special passage
The certificate is enough for him to leave Salem City openly."
War and the death disaster caused by war have long been gradually forgotten by the people in the world of Van En.
As he spoke, he used his fat palm to push the manuscript to the side of the table and pressed it with an ink bottle. Then Philip leaned forward slightly, and a strange smile appeared on that disgusting face.
Smile: "Mr. Ernst, if you are willing, we might as well make a deal... I will sign this article. Of course, this is also for your safety. After all, there are too many things about this article.
The Ernst family and the Walter Kingdom have made a 'guess'. If you publish it in your capacity, it might cause trouble?"
This arrangement perfectly fit Xiuge's plan for this trip, so he quickly got rid of the entanglement of the female clerk, turned around and slipped into the office, closing the door behind him.
Soon, Xiuge felt a little queasy and nauseous.
For those people who are busy with their own lives, the name of war is really too far away, so that most people believe that in today's extremely stable environment, the Legal Committee, the major kingdoms and those who are controlled by people
The worshiped gods will always protect the residents and believers on the surface from the ravages of war.
Editor Philip was a little surprised by the appearance of Shuge, so he quickly pointed to his office, indicating that Shuge could go in and wait, and he walked towards the rest room. It seemed that he was planning to wash his face.
The only difference between the two is that this magic insect repellent can provide a slight magical protection effect on things contaminated with its own smell, making them easier to preserve. Paper-like items are less likely to turn yellow and black over time.
, the paper will also have the unique smell of this drug - some more pretentious and fastidious clerks believe that real writers should be immersed in this smell.
Shuge smiled reluctantly: "Mr. Philip, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity. If it weren't for the detailed requirements and directions you put forward, I wouldn't have been able to write such a text."
Xiuge explained it very naturally, and then asked: "Is there anything else in this manuscript that I need to adjust?"
Xiuge relied on the sight and smell of the three-tailed mouse to quickly identify the messy information passed into his mind, and his face became paler.
"Special invitation...oh, I know what it is."
He breathed a long sigh of relief, then lifted up Shuge's manuscript and shook it vigorously twice: "Mr. Ernst, that's surprising... I always thought you could only write that kind of work, but I didn't expect..."
"A seriously smelly magazine, a pile of waste paper... What is this? Women's underwear???"
After a while, Philip raised his head.
The smile on Miss Qili's face became even brighter: "I know that with your ability, Mr. Ernst, you will definitely not just write...well, write those works, occasionally a discussion of current affairs, your reputation and your reputation."
The improvement in status is very helpful!"
But is this possible?
Under the influence of these chaotic thoughts, Xiuge only felt that the clerks in the newspaper office who were busy and chatting with their heads down were like ants running around in the anthill of the dam.
"Peace Newspaper has always had many administrative privileges in Salem City. Only in this way can they ensure that they can continue to obtain the latest news and intelligence even when Salem City is closed."
"Mr. Ernst, are you here to see Mr. Philip?"
Shuge thought about it: "Should I try to get it out now? With Philip's character, he should take this kind of thing very seriously, and maybe check it regularly every day... I need to reduce my suspicion as much as possible."
Philip shook his head: "This is a good article, but as you said yourself, Mr. Ernst - this is your first time writing this kind of manuscript, and you don't have a good grasp of some of the details.
, but that’s not important, I can personally help you modify it.”
So, in Philip's slightly disdainful eyes, the aristocratic illegitimate son who had "never seen the world" smiled and stretched out his hand: "In that case, then it's a deal?"
At this moment, the goal of practicing cultivation is extremely clear.
"Stale magic ink...biscuits that have clearly expired...rusty Armistice Day amulets..."
The size of this shadow was so huge, and no matter how Shuge looked at it, he always felt that the shape of this shadow was very similar to the two kingdoms of Walter and Delan.
The three-tailed mouse quickly found a gap under the huge desk, so under Xiuge's command, it quickly got into it and followed the gap into the drawer mezzanine of the desk.
Start groping bit by bit towards the drawers where receipts and important documents are stored.
So Xiuge immediately came back to his senses: "Uh... what's wrong?"
Upon hearing these words, Xiuge's demeanor immediately changed. He smiled stiffly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled up uncontrollably, looking overjoyed.
only……
Philip cast a somewhat puzzled look at Shuge: "If you had shown me this talent at the beginning, maybe your life would be much better than it is now. Think about it Ernst
Sir, if you specialize in writing this type of article for a newspaper, then your manuscript fee will definitely be more than the previous one, and Heping Newspaper Company is even willing to pay you extra salary!"
"Sorry, I didn't sleep well all night because of this article. I just fell into a trance."
Xiuge turned around just in time to avoid the other party's overly intimate movements, then raised his hand and patted his pocket: "I rushed out a special manuscript and showed it to Editor Philip.
"
A slightly pungent cool breath entered Xiuge's spiritual world through the three-tailed mouse's nose. He recognized this smell. It was a special antiseptic and anti-insect drug created by the magic alchemist under the Law Committee.
, its market price is quite high, and ordinary people cannot afford it. In fact, its efficacy is not much different from the anti-insect drugs used by civilians.
This is a symbol of "status"!
"It should be this thing...a special pass that allows reporters from the Peace Newspaper to pass through the blocked city gate."
Miss Qili finally handed over those annoying affairs to a few unlucky people. She smiled again and naturally leaned next to Xiuge, reaching out to grab his arm.
So the magical creature hidden in the drawer started its own secret operation. In order not to disturb Philip who was sitting in front of the table, Shuge commanded the three-tailed mouse to use its claws and tail to carefully remove the stacked documents.
Open it and start looking for anything that looks like an important letter or magic pass.
At this moment, Philip's voice interrupted Shuge's train of thought: "Mr. Ernst? Mr. Ernst?"
All this is consistent with the characteristics of magic passes issued to special institutions and groups.
Regarding this statement, Xiugequan regarded it as nonsense and fart. Because of the three-tailed mouse's sense of smell, he was now very tired of the smell.
Xiuge glanced at her and didn't know what to say.
"It's just a try."
Looking at the shameless fat face in front of him, Xiuge couldn't think of any hatred, because at this moment, the three-tailed mouse had found something in the drawer. At the bottom, it found a palm-sized mouse.
The exquisite metal box, with the coat of arms of the Legal Committee drawn on its surface, looked like some kind of souvenir. Not only that, Xiuge could also detect the slight magic power emanating from it.
"Oh, Mr. Ernst, I kept you waiting!"
Philip seemed to be in a pretty good mood at this time. He smiled and asked Xiuge to sit down, and then sat back heavily on his seat. He dropped the sweat towel in his hand and picked up the sweat towel that Xiuge was pressing on.
He read the manuscript on his desk carefully.
“A pleasure to work with.”
"An additional thirty silver coins, this is a special reward in addition to the commission fee."
Just when Shuge started to curse, the door to the office was pushed open, and the fat editor Philip walked in with heavy steps and waving his dirty sweat towel.
The two people with their own thoughts shook hands in a gesture of laughter, and then Philip bent down and opened the drawer where files and receipts were stored.
The drawer on the floor where he is now should be the place where editor-in-chief Philip usually stores important documents and receipts. Otherwise, with Philip's stingy personality, he would never be able to easily use this expensive alchemical medicine here.
Of course, Shuge was too lazy to speak. He sat opposite Phillip and secretly continued to direct the three-tailed mouse to get into the largest drawer through the gap in the mezzanine.
"Ah...haha, you are too humble. Of course, for those of us who make a living with words, this is definitely a virtue!"
He took out the manuscript he had prepared in advance and placed it neatly on editor Philip's desk. At the same time, his magic power slowly swept through the office in the rotation of the magic disk.
After confirming that there was no magical anomaly in this space, Xiuge gently patted the hem of his windbreaker, and the three-tailed mouse that had been hiding for a long time immediately sprang out. It barked twice, and then
Under the command of Shuge's will, it rushed towards Editor-in-Chief Philip's desk, its three flexible tails swinging rapidly, and within two seconds, the shadow of this magical creature disappeared into the shadow of the desk.
Editor Philip obviously doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. There are many terrifying things piled in the drawers of his desk, and the smell of these things is continuously transmitted along the sensitive sense of smell of the three-tailed mouse, which gives Xiu a
It caused extremely serious mental damage.
Hearing this, Shuge reacted immediately. He straightened his face like one of those merchants who are greedy for money, and responded: "Mr. Philip, I...after all, I paid a lot for this article."
Take less effort.”
Xiuge squinted his eyes slightly. His consciousness was invisibly connected to the magical creature he summoned, so a new vision that he had never experienced as a human entered his mind at this moment, located in a dark and lightless space.
Everything inside is brought into Shuge's perception through the eyes and whiskers of the three-tailed mouse.
Fortunately, the obese editor Philip walked out from the side at this time. Although the temperature was low, he was sweating profusely. At this time, he was holding a sweat towel in his hand and was constantly wiping his face.
A greasy face.
He shook his magic ink pen, scrawled two lines on it, and then put the document into Xiuge's hand.
After finishing what he was doing, Philip stood up with a smile. He patted Shuge lightly on the shoulder: "Then, Mr. Ernst, I will take you to collect the royalties in person?"
"I'm glad you asked for it, sir."
So the two of them walked out of the office one after another. The moment the office door closed, the magic disk in Shuge's spiritual world immediately sped up, and in the drawer of Philip's desk, a burst of sound quickly came out.