Millennium Witch.

Chapter 21 - Moving
Before leaving, Yvette didn't forget to place an order with Welding Torch for two clean and hygienic new ID cards. This required connections within the police department, but Welding Torch, as one of the local bigwigs, had no trouble doing it—essentially, the police department was selling them themselves, and he was just the middleman.

Actually, through her conversation with the welding torch, Yvette had a vague feeling that she didn't need to buy an ID card. Unless the three thugs' friends and family showered the police station with bribes, the officers here, given their lack of professionalism, wouldn't take the case seriously. They'd just give it a perfunctory oversight and wouldn't even notice that the police system had been hacked and residents' information had been altered.

Besides, the number of unsolved cases in the Blackwater District every year is countless. Apart from the hot-blooded rookies who have just joined the force and been assigned here, the normal police officers have long since become seasoned veterans, so why would they mind having one more?

However, Yvette had only been there for two days and lacked understanding of the Blackwater District, Ish City, and even the entire Origin Civilization. Mere theoretical knowledge was insufficient. Therefore, out of caution, she paid for two ID cards, totaling 1.6, causing her account balance to drop to 6.98.

……

After leaving the junkyard and black market, Yvette took Rosalind for a stroll around the city center in the evening. They walked through the city park, which had been transformed into a manor after the apocalypse, had a high-end dinner, and even went up to the observation dome on the top floor of the Black Tower to take in the neon-lit night view of Ish City, with endless streams of magical light filling their eyes.

At this moment, looking at this beautiful scenery, Rosalyn basically regarded it as a true reflection of the land-based divine kingdom, and placed all sorts of wonderful fantasies in it.

Although Yvette knew that utopias didn't exist and that the Origin Civilization was a society with a huge gap between rich and poor, she was still captivated by the scenery and momentarily lost in thought, recalling a past life when she and her family bought tickets to the top of the Shanghai Tower. Back then, she was young and full of youthful vigor, never imagining that she would end up delivering food after graduation…

Fortunately, she struck it lucky and has now become a witch. I don't know if that's a blessing or a curse.

The following morning, through an intermediary platform, Yvette abandoned the hotel and instead rented an apartment of about 80 square meters in the Wright Apartments on Acid Street.

This is an apartment building next to a relatively prosperous commercial area in the Blackwater District. The location is good and the security is relatively reliable. It's not like Pixel Street, where you might wake up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and be so scared by a gunshot that you pee your pants—of course, she doesn't go to the bathroom or pee her pants; this is a scientific hypothesis based on past experience.

Standing at the entrance of the apartment and looking up, the entire Wright Apartments is a huge bright yellow honeycomb structure. The upper part is much thicker, with magical vehicles constantly taking off and landing on the rooftop platform, making it extremely busy. The lower part looks narrower and more conservative, with no balconies in the rooms, wire mesh installed on the windows, and only one driveway.

Soon, Yvette led Rosalyn into the elevator and pressed the button for the 18th floor. This was a VIP elevator reserved for tenants on the 15th floor and above; these rooms were more expensive and offered better services.

"Hello, are you new here?"

Upon arriving at the door of the rented room 1809, Yvette opened the door and saw a middle-aged man in a white coat coming out of the next room. He looked like he was about to leave and greeted the two of them in surprise.

“Yes, I just arrived today.” Yvette nodded slightly.

“My name is Regel Hoffman. From now on, we’re neighbors.” Regel smiled and suddenly pulled a piece of paper from his clothes and handed it over. “This is my business card. Feel free to ask me for help anytime.”

Yvette took the business card and glanced at it: "Hoffman General Practice Clinic... You're a doctor?"

"Yes, but the price is very cheap, don't worry, many of the tenants on the fifteenth floor are my regular customers."

Regel glanced at his watch, waved, and said, "Time's running out, I have to go now. Have a pleasant stay!"

After he walked away, Yvette entered the room, and the door closed automatically.

At this moment, Rosalyn had already entered the room and was fiddling with a holographic display disguised as a fish tank.

However, her enthusiasm came and went quickly. Before long, Yvette noticed that she had gradually lost interest in exploring the apartment rooms and instead lay down on the living room sofa, skillfully scrolling through short videos using the holographic projection function of the magic terminal, like a salted fish that had lost its fighting spirit. "..."

Shaking her head, Yvette casually found a stool to sit down and started surfing the internet, but not for entertainment; instead, she was researching information about the Silent War.

There is a wealth of information online about the War of Silence, a war that once swept the globe, and it is not difficult to find.

According to confirmed information from online encyclopedias, this war came quite suddenly, without any prior preparation. The government struck first, and by the time the companies realized something was wrong, it was too late. Therefore, from the very beginning, the companies were at a disadvantage.

However, Yvette noticed that in the early stages of the war, only three companies were involved: Lingman Company, Sky Dome Technology, and Black Tower Pharmaceuticals.

The attacking forces are the "United States of New Eden" and the "Future Federation." These are the two nations with the strongest overall capabilities of the origin civilization, and also the regional powers of Black Tide Continent and Silver Mirror Continent, respectively.

First, policy suppression was used, then regulatory intervention led to minor armed skirmishes. Then other forces joined in, igniting the conflict completely, and finally it escalated into a large-scale hot war between the "corporate alliance" and "global international"... This makes perfect sense.

Moreover, curbing the expansion of mega-corporations is not a strange decision in itself; at most, the methods were a bit too drastic, and the companies' resistance was also a bit too fierce...

She thought to herself.

As for the outcome of the war, just as the welding torch said, both sides abruptly ended the war on the grounds that they "did not want to cause more casualties," and both remained silent, not revealing any further information to the outside world—this is also the origin of the term "silent war."

After sifting through countless online discussions and speculations all day, by evening, Yvette sat wearily on the living room sofa, rubbing her temples, having come up empty-handed. In truth, even if there were any plausible clues, they were completely lost amidst so many conspiracy theories and articles.

So she thought about it and decided to change her approach, abandoning the investigation of the Silent War and instead looking for apocalyptic-related tags.

This narrowed down the search scope considerably. After browsing various forums and using various AI search engines, she finally found a post that caught her attention.

—A user with the ID "The Fire Bearer" claimed that the end of the world was coming, so he created a shelter. The purpose of the post was to encourage everyone to collect and contribute their important knowledge and upload it to the server as a spark to restart human civilization.

On Earth, this would definitely be fake, similar to those posts about "getting a license plate number without paying." But in the Origin Civilization, considering the almost absurd level of intellectual property protection, the poster's words actually seem quite sincere.

Surely no one would risk going to jail just to post something irrelevant...

Thinking of this, Yvette looked at the suspicious link attached to the post, clicked on it, and as expected, a risk warning appeared.

She skillfully clicked "Ignore the risks and continue accessing," and this time, a small website with a dark background appeared before her eyes. In the center was an animated image of a burning candle, and below was an upload module that allowed her to upload files up to a certain size to the server.

In the upper left corner of the website is a logo shaped like a burning candle, next to which is written what appears to be the name of the organization.

The Society for the Preservation of Civilization.

(End of this chapter)