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Chapter 370: Final Battle for the Invitation
The Secret Security Department is currently just a promise made by the interim prime minister in his inaugural speech. If this department is to be truly established, it will require cumbersome processes and complicated procedures.

Or for other parts, delaying it for three to five years is not a problem at all.

Even with the cooperation of the Prime Minister and the Queen, and a smooth journey, it would still take at least three to five months given Stian's efficiency.

In order to get their department open for business as soon as possible, Wu Chang and Raventon took seven or eight arcane knights and knocked on the doors of officials from the corresponding approval departments, asking them to get out of bed and stamp their names.

That evening, government offices in Grimland became open 24 hours a day.

The officials who were visited by them, no matter whether they knew the interim prime minister's speech or not, would swallow their complaints as soon as they saw the name in the application form and dared not speak out.

Royal Secret Intelligence and Department of Homeland Security, among these word combinations, the prefix "Royal" is useless. Neither Secret Intelligence nor Homeland Security is something they can afford to mess with.

Not to mention that several officials were pulled out of their mistresses' beds by them.

The fact that they were able to find this place shows the professional capabilities of the Secret Security Department. With Wu Chang, the Minister of Secret Security, in charge on the spot, how could they dare not cooperate?

Thanks to their actions, the efficiency of each department of Stellan was accelerated hundreds of times. All procedures were completed overnight, and even the address of the office was selected.

By the time all the formalities were completed, it was already bright.

Several arcane knights who were accompanying them went back to rest, while Ravington attached himself to Wu Chang, followed him all the way back home, and sat down at the dining table naturally.

Wu Chang grinned. Sure enough, this guy always came here to have breakfast for free before.

At the dining table, Wu Chang saw Irene, whom he hadn't seen for a day.

Compared to the previous few days, Irene was obviously much more cheerful and had more smiles on her face.

Speaking of the changes in the Gray Church Slums, Irene praised Revington's layout.

Led by pastors and priests, the slum residents worked together and cleaned up one-third of the slum area in one day.

If this continues, the environment in the slums will be greatly improved in two days at most, and the residents will not be tortured by malaria even if Irene does not take any action.

After talking about the changes in the slums, Irene also mentioned one more thing, that is, since yesterday afternoon, there have been extraordinary people spying around the slums.

There are local extraordinary people from Grimland, as well as foreign extraordinary people, or players.

Some of them tried to contact Irene, but she did not respond, but released her ability to tell them that they were not welcome in the slums.

The spying superhumans couldn't figure out her background and took no further action for the time being.

But she thought it would not be long before they came into the slums and tested her condition.

Irene asked, "If they disturb the residents, should I evict them or capture them and hand them over to you?"

Irene said it lightly, as if what she wanted to expel was not some extraordinary person, but just a few annoying rats.

Ravington didn't expect the gentle Irene to speak so harshly. He said with some concern:
"There have been quite a few extraordinary people in Grimland recently, and many of them have malicious intentions. Do we need to send some people into the Gray Church area to protect Miss Irene's safety?"

Wu Chang shook his head and said, "No need. Irene, just do whatever you want. If they don't make you angry, drive them away. If they do make you angry, lock them up and wait for me to send someone to take them away."

The one who is sent here is naturally the true self.

Irene is kindhearted and cannot bear the sight of blood, so she just needs to restrict the enemy's movements and bring him to a place where she can't see him and kill him.

While helping Irene solve the problem, he can also stack the strength attribute. Of course, this kind of thing should be done by him.

After hearing this, Raventon looked at Irene in surprise. Irene's face was not that of a Valkyrie, but rather that of a saint who was kind and compassionate.

Kindness and compassion often associate people with weakness.

In addition, the scene where Irene rescued the lower-class people without asking for anything in return made Raventon think that she was a weak doctor rather than a warrior.

"Captain Sean, don't forget that there are guys like the Steam Council in the dark. The Mystic Knights and the Secret Police alone cannot suppress these vicious criminals."

Wu Chang shrugged and said, "That's great. As long as the Steam Council dares to enter the slums, when we deal with them, we will sentence them according to the surrender."

A question mark slowly appeared on Ravington's face.

What does that mean? Could it be that Miss Irene, who looks weak, is actually a master?

After breakfast, Irene continued to the Gray Church slums like yesterday to help residents treat their illnesses and prevent the spread of malaria.

Wu Changze told Ravington about yesterday's test of the real self and the tasks that Jianxing and Lengshan had received, and asked him what he thought.

Of course, regarding the source of the information, he said it came from an alien supernatural being.

Although Raventon was curious about when Wu Chang met these foreign supernatural beings, this reason was much more acceptable than inspiration, so he did not delve into it further.

After a brief thought, Ravington suggested using Henry, the editor-in-chief of the Lantern, as bait to test the actions of the Steam Parliament.

Henry was a core figure in the Charter Movement, but unlike Connor's strategy of peaceful petition, Henry advocated radical confrontation and forced Parliament to accept the Charter Movement.

It is believed that workers should not wait for the nobles to have a change of heart, but should take up arms and engage in armed struggle.

Because of this, Henry has made many extreme remarks, especially against Prime Minister Rowan.

Almost every time a workers' march was suppressed by force, he would make a statement in the Lantern, saying that Prime Minister Ron would pay the price for his actions sooner or later.

If the assassination of the Prime Minister was related to the Charter Movement, it must have something to do with Henry.

Using Henry as bait could both test the role of the Charter Movement in the assassination of the Prime Minister and lead to the Steam Parliament, killing two birds with one stone.

While Wu Changben and Raventon were making plans, Zhenyi had already arrived at the door of Mingdeng Newspaper Office again.

This time when he entered the door again, Jennifer did not stop him, but said:

"Mr. Connor is waiting for you in the office."

Wu Chang entered Connor's office and, like yesterday, first used a mystical ritual to create a soundproof barrier. Then, before Connor could speak, he placed a pardon on Connor's desk.

The content of the pardon was simple: release all workers arrested for participating in the march in connection with the Pine Tree Mine explosion and acquit them.

"Mr. Connor, the conditions I agreed to have been fulfilled. I wonder if you have discussed the results among yourselves?"

Connor glanced at the pardon on the table and said:

"I received the news of their release last night. We have seen your sincerity. So, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Since Connor has decided to cooperate, Wu Chang did not hide it and said:
"In that case, we can start our first cooperation now."

"Mr. Connor, I know that your Bright Light newspaper is very popular among the workers and has great power at the grassroots level."

"Someone once told me that in the eastern part of Grimland and on the south bank of the Hills River, wherever there is the sound of gears turning, there are your spies."

Connor corrected him: "They are not our spies. They are just ordinary workers who are oppressed by reality and are in urgent need of improving their living conditions."

Wu Chang shrugged and said in a nonchalant tone: "No matter what you call them, I need that power, that almost all-pervasive intelligence network."

"We already talked about Grimland's vision yesterday. You give us the intelligence, and we'll handle the problems you can't solve. It's a win-win situation."

Connor was silent for a moment, then took out a paper bag from the drawer of his desk, walked around the desk and handed it to Wu Chang.

"There's something you want in there."

Wu Chang took the paper bag calmly, took out the document inside, and saw the title at the top of the document:

"A malaria outbreak occurred in the textile district on the south bank of the Hills, with a mortality rate of 30%, far exceeding that of any other area in Grimland."

Wu Chang frowned slightly. The case that Connor wanted him to investigate had nothing to do with Pine Tree Coal Mine and could not be connected to the Steam Parliament, which made him a little disappointed.

But his expression quickly recovered. It seemed that Connor also knew that the waters at Pine Tree Coal Mine were complicated. This was the first time the two sides cooperated, and they had not yet figured out each other's background, so they would indeed have some reservations.

He looked at the document and asked, "What's the problem with this?"

Connor said, "The living environment in the textile district is indeed very poor, but Grimland's textile factories are not only concentrated on the south bank of the East District, but also on several tributaries of the Hills River to the east. There are also many textile factories." "The textile district on the south bank is neither the center of the malaria outbreak nor the only textile district. The current death rate is definitely abnormal."

Wu Chang looked through the documents inside. The data recorded in the documents were very detailed. It could be seen that the death rate of workers in the South Bank Textile Zone had soared in the past ten days, which was obviously unreasonable.

He asked: "Such an obvious anomaly, why can't your people find the cause? It needs to be handed over to us."

Connor sighed and said, "The textile district is different from other areas. The people living there are all textile workers. Due to long-term oppression, they are accustomed to relying on and obeying the owners of the textile factories and dare not resist."

"This is especially true in the textile district on the South Bank. Our people have gone there to investigate many times, but the textile workers said nothing unusual and some even took the initiative to report our people to the factory owners."

"More than four journalists have gone missing during their investigations and their bodies have been found in the Hills River days later."

At this point, Connor's tone was full of helplessness.

"We can only help those who want to be helped and are willing to change their current situation. For those who are willing to sink, we can't do anything. We can only see if you have any solution."

Wu Chang stuffed the documents back into the paper bag and said:

"Yes, our people will investigate and will inform you as soon as there is any result."

Connor said sincerely, "Thank you."

When Wu Chang left Mingdeng Newspaper, he saw Jian Xing setting up a stall not far from the newspaper office.

Jian Xing moved his sunglasses downwards and exchanged glances with Wu Chang, who immediately understood what he meant.

He first walked around for a while, and when he saw Jianxing was about to close the stall, he went to the room where they had met yesterday before Jianxing.

Leng Shan and others were indeed waiting inside. Less than two minutes after he entered, Jian Xing also returned.

Leng Shan took out a copy of the Hills Daily, pointed at Sir Sean, who was facing the camera with a confident smile, and asked:
"Mr. Peace, is this newly appointed Minister of Secret Security the leader of the Secret Knights you mentioned?"

Wu Chang looked at the newspaper that Leng Shan took out. Well, it was worthy of being the most authoritative newspaper in Stellan. The photos taken were really good.

Sir Sean, who appears in the picture, is a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a standard Stellan face. He stands out among the cabinet ministers whose average age is between 45 and 70.

Mysterious and deep blue pupils, a chiseled face, and short golden hair made Sir Sean the dream lover of the girls in Stellan in just one morning.

He did not look like this when he entered the Moonlight Sanatorium before, and it was all thanks to the effect of the title of True Walker.

The True Walker not only completed a family of apprentice arcane knights for him, and completed his five years of experience when he was not in that plane, but also made his appearance in the plane completely consistent with his personality, Sir Sean.

After all, in the Steam Phantom Plane, whether in Stellan or the New World, there is serious racial discrimination.

Because of this, even if Wu Changben takes photos with his face close to his face, he doesn't have to worry about being recognized by acquaintances.

After admiring the photos in the newspaper, Wu Chang nodded and said:

"That's right. The public identity of the Mystic Knights is the Secret Security Department."

"Before, when we were in the Moonlight Sanatorium, Sir Sean and I went through many difficulties and survived the Moonlight Sanatorium."

"Because of this, he has 100 percent trust in me."

Wu Chang pointed at the stiffly smiling Raventon in the picture and said:
"If my presence wasn't inappropriate for being in the spotlight, the deputy leader who appeared on camera would be me, not this idiot who can't even control his facial expressions when he's near a woman."

After Wu Chang finished speaking, the room fell into a brief silence.

Jian Xing nodded slightly to everyone, and everyone's faces became even uglier.

They were ready to join Heping's camp, so they hoped that the Mystic Knights, where Heping was, would be a promising force, but now it seems that it is too promising.

This person is not the Queen's personal guard at all, he is clearly a minister with real power.

When you clear the B-level dungeon, you will have a life-and-death relationship with the leader of the S-level dungeon;

While other players were fighting for an invitation letter, he had already been promoted to deputy leader of the faction and had the power to recruit members independently.

It is said that children must win at the starting line, but your starting line is at the previous copy, so why would other players compete with you?
Even though the people in the management bureau and Wu Chang belonged to the same camp, they almost shouted at this moment:
"Not fair, rematch!"

After a brief silence, the negotiation master asked first: "When do we report?"

Wu Chang said indifferently: "It's up to you. As long as you go to the office of the Secret Security Department and mention the name Heping, someone will register your identity for you."

After satisfying everyone's curiosity, Wu Chang started to talk about business.

On his original side, he had already discussed with Ravington the plan to contact Henry.

He told the two of them in advance the scheduled time of the sting operation and the approximate attire of the arcane knight, and asked them to pay attention and take notes to complete the tasks assigned to them by the Steam Council.

Leng Shan and Jian Xing wrote down the key points. They recalled what they were going to do and suddenly realized that as long as they had enough resources, both the task of joining a force and the undercover mission would be very simple.

This feeling was something they had never experienced even after completing a real A-level copy.

Is this the feeling of being protected by someone in a dungeon? Oh no, this is getting a bit addictive.

After explaining the next plan, before Wu Chang left, Leng Shan asked:

"It is said that the final competition for the invitation will take place tonight in front of St. George's Church. Do we need to participate?"

Wu Chang shook his head and said, "You can go and watch the fun, but you don't have to participate."

"Sir Sean is busy with official duties, so I will attend the Extraordinary Party tonight on his behalf. If any of you want to go to the Extraordinary Party, you can go with me as an interviewer."

At 9:30 in the evening, all roads leading to St. George's Church were blocked and no outsiders were allowed to enter.

St. George's Square is now divided into three areas.

Julie, Wu Chang's body, the presidents of the Clock Tower Magic Association and the Alchemy Association, were at the top of the dome of St. George's Church, looking down.

There are forty-eight gorgeous chairs in front of St. George's Church. At this moment, forty-three players holding invitations are sitting on them, looking at the square in front of the church.

Julie blew the horn, and with the sound of the horn, a layer of golden light spread outward from the top of St. George's Church, covering the entire square.

The world inside the light shield is completely isolated from the outside. No matter how fierce the battle inside is, it will not affect the outside of the light shield.

Looking at the abilities Julie used, surprise flashed in his eyes, because the light shield covering the square already had the rudiments of the inner world in space magic.

However, this ability is still very crude, and it can be seen that the user has figured out how to use it on his own.

Recalling that before at the Moonlight Sanatorium, Julie had used magic to take him through the restrictions of the dean's office and directly into the dean's office.

He remembered that Raventon said that in the records of the Steam Phantom Plane, there was no magic to manipulate time and space. Could it be that Julie was inventing space magic on her own?

Wu Chang shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and turned his gaze to St. George's Square.

He could see figures entering the light shield one after another. Each figure had a special aura and could be identified as a player at a glance.

At a quick glance, the number of players entering the light shield exceeded thirty.

Julie waved her hand, and five unsent invitations appeared in the hands of the five angel statues in the square.

Julie said loudly;

"Whoever finally obtains the invitation letter before 12 o'clock tonight will be deemed to have obtained ownership of the invitation letter."

"Next, please don't hesitate to show your strength and value."

As Julie blew the horn again, the invitations in the angel statue's hand flew high into the sky and fell randomly.

The final battle for invitations has officially begun.

(End of this chapter)