Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 12 Patrol Team

"That's not the case," Mikhail patted Eve's shoulder and said, "There are no bad rituals, only bad people. You can use this ritual on those extraordinary creatures."

"Speaking of which," Eve reached out to slap Mikhail's hand away, but before he could hit him, he pulled it back, rubbing the back of his hand. He looked at her with a look of grievance. Eve rolled her eyes and said, "Those extraordinary creatures are all crazy. Can despair really be a thing?"

"Or maybe it's precisely because they're crazy that their instinct for survival takes precedence over everything else," Amanisis said. "In that case, the moment of death is when it's most desperate."

Eve nodded and said, "That would be great."

"Let's postpone the ceremony and look for the Beyonder's characteristics first," Mikhail said. "If that doesn't work, just swallow the characteristics. We'll buff you and try to make you less crazy."

"Uh... I'd better pay more attention to the ceremony." Eve thought silently.

"Do you want more?" Amaniss asked as he brought the small cake to Eve.

"No need," Eve touched her stomach and said, "I've already eaten a lot."

Amanisis nodded, "Then we'll go back first."

"Ah? Okay," Eve stood up subconsciously and said, "See you next time."

"Goodbye."

"See you next time."

A dazzling white light flashed, and Eve couldn't help but close her eyes.

"Hmm..." The girl lying on the bed trembled her eyelashes slightly and slowly opened her eyes.

The sun had already risen, and the glaring sunlight shone through the window onto the girl's face, making her feel a little irritated as she woke from a dream. Eve put a hand over her eyes, blocking out the disturbing sunlight. Then she turned over, rolled up the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Although her body had slept all night, her spirit had been having a tea party all night.

The sunlight became increasingly glaring, as if urging people to work and telling lazy people that the time for sleeping was over.

The girl frowned and pulled the quilt over her head to block out all the sunlight.

Finally, she could have a good sleep. With a sweet smile, the girl fell into the dreamland and went to play chess with the real Zhou Gong.

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"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door passed through the room, penetrated the quilt, and pierced the girl's ears.

Eve opened her eyes dazedly, her eyes filled with confusion. "Who is it?" The girl, lying in bed, pulled the quilt over her eyes and angrily shouted at the door, "You're disturbing my sleep so early in the morning!" "Huh?" A familiar male voice came from behind the door, "Miss Eve, aren't you awake yet?"

Eric?
Damn, I have to go to work today!
Eve woke up immediately, got up from the bed, and shouted to the door, "Get up, get up." While shouting, she ran quickly to the door.

"Squeak—" The sound that made Eve's teeth ache no matter how many times she heard it rang out again. She sincerely wished Mikhail would soon become a "dreamer" and improve their quality of life. Then she smiled sheepishly at Eric at the door and said, "I'm so sorry. It seems the work has already started, and I'm still home. I haven't even picked up my work clothes yet. Ah, I'm even more sorry."

Eric outside the door was fully armed and had a thin layer of sweat on his head. It seemed that he had been patrolling for a while.

Eric glanced at Eve in the room, his face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

The witch can perfectly display her charm, even if she looks unkempt and messy, she still has a lazy beauty.

Eric shook his head and said, "Miss Elizabeth has already told us that Miss Eve was attending Miss Elizabeth's class yesterday, so she was delayed. We can understand. But," Eric changed the subject, no longer acting like a simpleton, and said in a serious tone, "Miss Eve, can you give me an explanation for today's situation?"

"This..." Eve touched the back of her head. She couldn't say that your master invited her to have tea last night.

Eve sighed in her heart. That definitely wouldn't work. Doesn't it clearly mean that you have connections? Even though Eric had already exposed this matter that day.

The sharp-eyed Sequence Three heard their whispers clearly. Fortunately, even though she had been forced in by Sasriel, they held no resentment or ill will towards her. Perhaps it was because Sasriel's prestige and popularity were high enough, or perhaps it was because the people here were relatively simple and honest.

She doesn't want any privileges. Even if her colleagues don't say it, they will definitely feel resentful in their hearts.

Eve could probably guess something now. The Sun God asked her to come to the city patrol team so that she could learn something.

After the war broke out, even if Eve did not successfully ascend to an angel, a Sequence Three would still be a general. She was not expected to be an excellent general, but at least a qualified one.

If soldiers develop a grudge against a general, it will undoubtedly cause a lot of trouble.

"I need to establish my prestige in the army as soon as possible," Eve thought to herself. "I probably won't stay in the patrol team for too long, at least not in the city patrol team."

The Inner City Patrol and the Outer City Patrol shared a common office and sometimes assisted each other. There were no strict demarcations or defined responsibilities between the two departments, and their duties and powers often overlapped. The standard for distinguishing the two teams was their rank: the Inner City Patrol had the lowest rank, while the Outer City Patrol had the highest rank. While she was in the Inner City Patrol, she was bound to come into contact with the Outer City Patrol.

Eve wasn't sure if Mikhail would allow members of the City Patrol to participate in the war, but she definitely wanted members of the Outer City Patrol. After being promoted to the Middle Sequence, members of the City Patrol would be transferred to the Outer City Patrol. They were responsible for clearing out Extraordinary creatures outside the city and clearing out remnants of enemies in newly occupied territories. They saw bloodshed. Every member of the Outer City Patrol would be inducted into the army after one year. Based on the timing, this team of City Patrol would be inducted into the army around the outbreak of war.

This was all information from the booklet, which contained not only basic extraordinary knowledge but also information about the relevant departments and public officials in the city. Eve discovered that the responsibilities of many departments overlapped, and the system was not very complete.

Unfortunately, she doesn't understand these things. Although she can see that the system is imperfect, she doesn't know how to make changes.

In reality, Mikhail had already done a great job. Although there were some shortcomings in specific aspects, the general framework was sound. All that was left was to refine it step by step. If Eve were in charge, she would definitely not be able to achieve this level of success.

"Miss Eve," Eric reminded her, perhaps because Eve had been silent for too long, "If Miss Eve doesn't have a valid reason, she will be required to sweep the Patrol Office for three days."

"Yeah." Eve nodded, and silently noted in her mind, "If you are late, you will have to sweep the service hall for three days."

The booklet does not include the patrol team's reward and punishment rules. I don't know whether this is a regulation or a convention.

(End of this chapter)