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.”

My heart skips a beat at

very similar to a vending

no one tried to proselytize

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

else as he smiles and puts away the tiny

turns around halfway,

way,

reason, my eyes blur upon

Who’s living in the

eyes and calm my fluctuating

“It’s a couple.”

with the surname Sia,

see.” Officer Deng nods. “Remember to remind them to register

I watch as Officer

do I see the

eyes make

eyes? He’s mixed blood? Or is he wearing colored contacts? I

for a few seconds before

secretive than you can imagine. It’s very

from them,

recall the Assassin potion and the “Leap of Faith” I

it

it really be

they want from me

I’ll make a report.” I try hard not to show

cramped guest room and sit down on the bed. I face the computer desk

doesn’t make

vending machine really was created by that cult, there’s no need for them to hide. If they give

Perhaps, there are restrictions?

is definitely not simple. It’s not something the likes

what’s the point of giving

To get a fighter?

to

Money?

my other two siblings, my parents haven’t managed to save up much money. It wasn’t until Benson and I started working that our family situation improved

phone and tap open WeChat. I find my

did you offend anyone

gave Benson. It stems from the “B” in his name since he’s