This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 137 Brother, You Can’t Use Your Hair as a Head
"We need to tell everyone that Administrator No. 2 is the apostle of Dukong Wanxiang!"

The Sun Master muttered to himself, and the next moment he was shaking all over and slapped himself: "Do you want to take that kind of attack again?"

"No, no..." the Sun Lord muttered to himself. That kind of natural disaster-like power, that divine spear-like blow that fell from the sky... No! Absolutely not! "No, I won't do that... Ahhhhh!!!"

A small netherworld explosion occurred inside the Bone Temple Hall. Amidst the terrifying darkness and brilliant colors, the green flames on the lampstands flickered faintly.

After a moment, a helpless sigh came from the flames, and a force summoned the Sun Lord to go under the statue.

At the gate of Gushi, Nie Weiyang couldn't help laughing.

To be honest, he spent about seven days on the road back, and his greatest pastime was to take a look at the master's mental state when he had nothing to do, and he always had something new to do.

He is good, but whether what he does is good or not depends on the person.

Traitor, spy?
This is not human.

"I'm back. I'm going into town for something." Nie Weiyang said. He adjusted his sunglasses and nodded gently to Hua: "What's going on recently?"

Hua had her head lowered, stuffing half a hard bun into her mouth while writing a document. When she heard his voice, she looked up suddenly: "A situation? Yeah, there is!"

The crumbs of steamed bun stuck to her lips flew onto her hands, which she carefully licked off. Then, she cautiously glanced at Nie Weiyang's personal information panel, her pupils widening in shock at the level number 27. She pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper and stuffed it into his hand.

"It's all here. I wrote it down on paper so you can read it without any delay."

As she spoke, she took out a water bag, took a few sips, swallowed the steamed bun, and then picked up the notebook again. She had no intention of saying a few more words to Nie Weiyang to build a relationship with him.

"By the way, my brother and sister are very grateful to you," she said, grinning brightly. "They feel energetic after eating meat, so they found some work as helpers in the evenings. Now our family can almost have enough to eat..."

Nie Weiyang frowned slightly. "Your job shouldn't just be enough to keep you 'almost' full. Are you alright?"

Hua knew she had said something wrong, she paused, her smile faded a little, but she smiled again two seconds later.

"It's okay," she said. "It's all our own business. Hey, who doesn't have some difficulties these days? The government even lets them go to school for free and provides a meal at noon! It's already very good!"

She was changing the subject.

Nie Weiyang didn't ask further questions; after all, this was a family matter. He simply nodded slightly, opened the paper and glanced at it as he walked towards the city. He then gave Hua 300 silver rings as a reward, equivalent to 20 days' wages.

"Thank you," he said.

When Hua saw the number, her eyelids twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything polite like "Oh, so much?" or "I don't need so much". She didn't even show that she received the money. Instead, she said "It's okay!" and smiled, lowered her head, and continued eating, looking nothing unusual.

The city gate was crowded with people, and by now some people in the city might have known that Nie Weiyang had returned. He entered Zhengyang District, and many eyes circled around him on the way.

It was past the time of the original relocation of Religious Street. In Nie Weiyang's previous life, he had also entered Lang City on this day. Back then, the tall, thin young man in black was interrogated for a long time at the city gate, but the registration document wasn't Hua. He had been in and out of Lang City countless times since then, but he had never seen Hua before.

I don’t know what happened in this life that made Hua work as a registration officer at the city gate until now. I think the biggest change is Nie Weiyang himself.

Nie Weiyang remembered the note Hua gave him.

There wasn't much information written on it, but it was of some value:
First of all, the Holy Spear Messenger Yi Jian, whom he was looking for, showed up on the day he left. He currently lives near the First People's Hospital of Gushi in Wannan District. The information was even detailed down to the house number.

Secondly, nothing major happened in the three major districts of the city during this period, but some things happened in the two residential areas "Deye" and "Chaoyi" near the edge of Xinyin District. The specific information was blocked, and Hua couldn't find out, but the problem that was blocked must be no small matter, so he mentioned it to him.

Finally, a BOSS seemed to appear next to the ancient city. The expedition team returned in disgrace. The expedition team returned in disgrace. The expedition team returned in disgrace. The expedition team returned in disgrace. The expedition team returned in disgrace. The expedition team returned in disgrace. The expedition team returned in disgrace. No one can defeat that thing now. It has occupied a piece of land that is best for growing crops, and the agronomist is worried to death.

The best land to cultivate in the separatist region... Could it be the wild boss 'Shuli'? That thing comes from the Book of Songs, specifically the poem "Shuli" in the "Airs of the King". It is related to agriculture, weather, and emotions. Its appearance is that of a haggard and melancholy old farmer. Anyone who invades its land will be cut down like sorghum... The requirement for that thing to spawn is that the area's grain production reaches a certain level. In the previous life, it would not appear until the following autumn. This time, it appeared earlier, probably because the military strength of the old city has increased, and the progress of land reclamation has also accelerated.

Nie Weiyang touched his chin.

"So, what happened?" he asked.

He was already sitting in the conference room again, with Liang Zhen sitting across from him, his dark circles even darker than last time. This time, he wasn't sitting with the old lady, but two old men, named Yun Changping and Lin Huaijin.

The two agricultural scholars, the former was strong and muscular, while the latter was short and thin, both of them looked worried.

Before they could speak, Nie Weiyang suddenly raised his hand: "Wait a moment, I have something to do."

He took out a new notebook from his backpack, scribbled a line of words on it, and handed it to Liang Zhenduan. Liang Zhenduan took a closer look and saw a line of vigorous and neat handwriting:

[There's a mole in the city. Word of our last conversation leaked out. The other party likely possesses some sort of remote sensing or detection capability.]

Liang Zhenduan's face was now darker than the dark circles under his eyes. He took the pen and wrote a line of sharp handwriting on the notebook:
[I will investigate thoroughly. Give me three days.]

A large-scale, bloody incident occurred in Deye District. The victims were all children under the age of 12. The perpetrators admitted to being hungry, but some people who could afford food also participated and refused to confess. Religious officials said they sensed an evil aura from these people, possibly some form of cult.

Chaoyi District is currently under lockdown. There's a zombie outbreak there, and no one knows where they came from. A special type of zombie has appeared, their eyeballs replaced by a purple energy. They have a strong desire to attack, possess stronger attributes than ordinary zombies, and are extremely dangerous.

...Did this happen in the previous life?

Nie Weiyang frowned, pondering, but couldn't recall. All he could say was that Zhongzhou in this life was even more bustling than the last. Ever since the Second Administrator appeared in Zhongzhou, it had been destined to become a land of conflict. Was this also him being 'drawn to conflict'? Or was he, in fact, attracting conflict?
This is a complex issue.

As for the special zombies...

Nie Weiyang frowned.

——The soul-lost puppeteer finally managed to sneak into the city.

That might be someone's puppet. I mentioned in the files that there's a class called the Lost Soul Puppet Master, and this particular corpse is its base puppet. Look for a corpse with a strange, foul odor, whether human or animal. Killing it will disable any Lost Soul puppets in the area, unless the puppet master himself is in the city.

[Note: The target may be in disguise.

[Have you found evidence of the defending force? If you can start training your perception skills sooner rather than later, the situation will be much better.]

Liang Zhenduan sighed and wrote down his answer.

[No, it seems the boss outside the city named 'Shu Li' is most likely to drop this item, but the combat units inside the city are currently no match for it. We've deployed modern troops, but heavy firepower like infantry fighting vehicles are simply not allowed to enter its sorghum field phantom area in the Dark Zone. Do you know why?]

why?
Nie Weiyang raised his brows and wrote down his answer:

[Guess what would happen if a chariot crushed farmland in ancient times?
"It just won't let me in, which is good enough. Although that's probably because it doesn't want to see the farmland being crushed. I'll take some people over to take a look later. Before that, you need to help me recruit someone."

Liang Zhenduan: “…”

Nie Weiyang was writing Yi Jian's personal information. Liang Zhenduan looked at him, but raised his hand to touch his neck and laughed awkwardly: "Haha."

——So that’s why!
Well, modern people also have shortcomings. At least this hair is too short, and it is not really possible to use it as a head...

(End of this chapter)