Lord of the Mysteries

“Yes.” For some reason, I’m restrained and a little sad—it’s almost indescribable. It’s as if someone had punched my nose. My eyes are sore and I’m about to cry.

I can understand the restraint. Apart from a few people, most ordinary people would definitely be rather cautious when facing the police. I’m no exception.

But why do I have the sudden urge to cry?

These emotional changes and fluctuations are beyond my expectations.

From what I know, such a situation wouldn’t even happen to an extremely sensitive artistic youth.

Could this be the side effects of the Assassin potion?

Is this the price for obtaining superpowers?

I blink and control my emotions. Then, I hear Officer Deng say, “Your temporary living permit…”

Before he can finish, another officer whispers, “Captain, it’s called a residence permit now. You’ve forgotten again…”

“Yes, yes, yes. I forgot.” Officer Deng wasn’t embarrassed at all. He smiled and said to me, “Where’s your residence permit?”

“I didn’t apply for it.” I didn’t lie, nor do I wish to lie.

“This won’t do.” Officer Deng shook his head. “Although we won’t do anything to you because you don’t have a residence permit, this is still rather important. Before you become a permanent resident here, if your child wants to study in a public kindergarten here, a residence permit is required.”

“I don’t even have a girlfriend.” I smirk forcefully but politely again.

Needless to say, I don’t have children.

“Even for you as an individual, a residence permit is very important. As you know, it’s very difficult to settle down in our city. Apart from special talents that we let in or people who take different paths, your residence permit, under normal circumstances, needs eh… a few years. Anyway, it’s a few years before you’re qualified to apply for settlement. This is as important as paying for social security.” Officer Deng added.

This makes me feel the concern of an elder. I don’t argue with him and nod.

“Yes, I’ll get it done this week.”

Officer Deng smiled and said, “Opposite to your compound is a police station that can help you in the residential application.”

He then looks at me.

“By the way, in the past two to three months, an illegal religion has been illegally proselytizing in the city. They also use the classic multi-level marketing techniques. They use more modern terms like a ‘Fully Automatic Wishing Machine’ to entice ordinary people to walk the path of evil. If you encounter them, make sure to be careful and remember to report it to us.”

Automatic Wishing Machine… My heart skips a beat at the

sounds very similar

one tried to

don’t dare to show any hesitation. I think for

Officer Deng doesn’t say anything else as he smiles and

turns around

way,

some reason, my eyes blur upon hearing

a joint tenancy, right? Who’s living in the other room?” Officer Deng asks in

close my eyes and calm

“It’s a couple.”

surname Sia, and

to

as Officer Deng turns

then do I see the

and green eyes

eyes? He’s mixed blood? Or is

me for a few seconds before suddenly

are more secretive than you can imagine. It’s very hard to

any price to benefit from

hear this fellow. I recall the Assassin

got it

it really be that

they want from me after giving me

hard not to show my fear as I reply to the green-eyed police

down on the bed. I face the computer desk as I contemplate over what

make much

by that cult, there’s no need for them to hide.

Perhaps, there are restrictions?

superpowers is definitely not simple. It’s not something the likes of ordinary cults can

the point of giving me

To get a fighter?

to look for me, I-I’ll dare

Money?

provide for my other two siblings, my parents haven’t managed to

and tap open WeChat. I find my brother, Benson Zhou, who works

did you offend anyone recently?” I send a

nickname I gave Benson. It stems from the “B”