Dream Travel

Chapter 29 Let’s have a drink?

"It's not about the house. I want to learn about something else."

"Oh, wait a minute." The middle-aged agent went to pour two glasses of water. There was no one else around, so he didn't mind chatting with Bai Mu.

After all, the house has been rented out, and Bai Mu paid three months' rent. Even if he regrets it, he has already earned the money he deserves.

The agent was a little curious: "You didn't encounter any strange things in that house, did you?"

Even when people reach middle age, their gossipy nature does not disappear.

Bai Mu shook his head. "I just moved in. I want to learn more about the local Dream Processing Bureau."

"The Dream Processing Bureau." The agent was not that surprised. If someone asked about this in Rota City, it would be like asking the local police station. Everyone could tell them a few things, but the details were not something most people could know.

No one comes into contact with these places every day, so if they really want to have a reputation that is well-known to everyone, then you have to think carefully about how chaotic the place where you live is.

A good warrior does not necessarily have great achievements. Everything needs to be compared, especially in a place like the police station. If they really want to make their presence felt in the area they are responsible for every day, are they just bored?

The police station needs to solve more cases so that the locals can get to know their reputation well.

This is especially true for the Dream Processing Bureau. Many people have the opportunity to come into contact with the police in their lives, such as seeing them patrolling on the streets, eating in restaurants, etc.

The Dream Processing Bureau is different. They are not responsible for matters handled by the police, and ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with them.

"Do you want to take precautions in advance?"

The agent suspected that Bai Mu was a fan of strange dreams. He had had such thoughts when he was young. Later, when he grew up and thought about his previous hobbies, he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable facing the ghost fire boy.

How could he have been so bold back then? He almost didn't experience a true dream. If he had, he might not be where he is now.

"I want to apply for a job."

"Huh?" The middle-aged agent scratched his slicked head. "That might be a little difficult. Wait, you don't want to get in touch with strange dreams before going to the Dream Processing Bureau, do you? Young man, don't try to get yourself killed."

The middle-aged agent never mentioned anything about the Dream Processing Bureau. However, he knew a little about the Dream Processing Bureau. The people there were also human beings and had housing needs.

In particular, the welfare benefits of the processing bureau are quite good. Sometimes, when someone is lucky enough to join, they want to leave the downtown area and find suitable accommodation in the upper city.

Those people couldn't afford to buy a house at first, but renting one was no problem. He would know some relevant information. Those who rented houses were proud of joining the Dream Processing Bureau and liked to show off.

They were lucky to be able to join the Dream Processing Bureau. After being exposed to strange dreams and surviving, they were also brave enough to be accepted by the Dream Processing Bureau.

The specific situation is definitely not as simple as they said, but the middle-aged agent did not delve too much into it.

He didn't know anything else, but there were quite a few deaths related to strange dreams every year.

Although no one died in the strange dream incident in the house where Bai Mu currently lives, it still had some impact on the surrounding areas.

However, those impacts were not significant. The people from the Dream Processing Bureau acted quickly. After transferring the source of the dream and cleaning up the scene, those impacts no longer existed.

That's what the people at the Dream Processing Bureau said, but for the wealthy people near Rota Avenue, a house where a dream incident occurred is like a nuclear waste. That stuff has been cleaned up, but no one wants to touch it in the short term.

"Then I'll go and submit a resume. You see I'm strong and healthy, maybe I can be selected."

"I admit that, but I recommend that you change into some nice clothes and go for a stroll around Rota Boulevard. You may not be able to join those wealthy circles, but there will definitely be some lonely ladies who will be interested in you."

The middle-aged agent commented on Bai Mu's appearance. Ordinary people shouldn't even think about getting involved with the Dream Processing Bureau. That kind of place is definitely out of reach for ordinary people. There are so many strong and healthy people there, how could they possibly need someone like Bai Mu?

The agent didn't give too much advice, but just made a suggestion that young people might be more interested in. As for Bai Mu's original idea, he didn't think it could change much as he was not old enough yet.

"I'll try again."

The agent was startled: "You've already been there?"

Bai Mu nodded: "I walked around the door. I want to learn more about what's going on over there and succeed in one go."

"Why don't you find a way to join the police force first... Oh, but before that, you have to find a way to get a professional firearms license. And to get that license, you have to get permission from the government to take the exam."

Seeing Bai Mu's face wrinkled, the agent smiled and said, "Many things are not as simple as you think. Even if it's buying a house, you still have to deal with a lot of things without us."

Bai Mu stood up: "I'll think about it."

The agent did not stop Bai Mu. He is not a psychologist. If there were no customers now, he would not chat so much. Just get rid of this problematic young man quickly and don't come again next time.

After leaving the agency, Bai Mu went to the city hall and completed the civil registration. This was not a complicated matter. According to the staff, they welcomed people who took the initiative to carry out civil registration.

At least this will save the local government a lot of trouble when conducting population checks.

Some outsiders who came to Rota City did not even think about this. For most outsiders in the downtown area, registration was not necessary.

Bai Mu took the initiative to register for civil affairs. Apart from anything else, at least his attitude showed that he wanted to live a good life in Rota City.

"Would you like to have a drink together?" The man leaning against the pillar suddenly asked as they walked out of the city hall.

"Brother Aila, you're in the upper city too?" Bai Mu said hello to Aila with a smile, "I don't drink."

"...I know a place that provides milk."

That's no problem. Bai Mu looked at Eiler. He was still wrapped in bandages, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with his movements. It seemed that he came to find him specifically.

Eller brought Baimu to a bar. The bar was not noisy. Eller seemed to be a regular here. He brought Baimu to a remote place. Not long after, the waiter brought a glass of wine and a glass of milk.

"Thank you in advance for the sewer issue."

Eller and Baimu clinked their glasses and took a sip of wine.

"Biochemical viruses are quite troublesome. It will benefit everyone if we can handle them properly."

Eller remained noncommittal. "You were right not to use the strengthening potion in your dream. That scumbag Wilfer deceived us with that stuff. The strengthening potion is effective, but the consequence is still turning into a zombie."

"Things related to viruses are always unreliable." Bai Mu smiled with an expected look on his face. Anyway, he didn't use that thing, so whatever Eller said now was "within his expectations."

"This problem has been solved by the Dream Processing Bureau. Now I retain the enhanced effect."

Ayler didn't see the emotion he wanted to see on Bai Mu's face, so he simply said, "The Dream Processing Bureau is looking for you. I don't know why, but I will definitely report you once I find you."

"Report it? Are you from the Dream Processing Bureau now?"

After seeing Eller nod, Bai Mu had a new idea...

(End of this chapter)