Cyberpunk, but urban

He took out the books about the Yellow Springs Train again, and the stone ticket office whose interior could not be seen appeared again next to him and the Hateful Queen.

"Two tickets."

Ye Lan took the ticket from the conductor. The four dark lights on the ticket office turned off one by one, and the old steam train returned to this world again.

The many dead souls in the train saluted Ye Lan one by one, welcoming him and the Hateful Queen onto the train. The train driver, who had already prepared everything, started the train.

The teacher's steam whistle sounded, and the Yellow Springs Train moved rapidly along the explosion crater in a spiral trajectory at a speed far beyond its apparent speed limit.

The speeding train took less than half an hour to cover the entire explosion pit. Unfortunately, in the part of the explosion pit that Ye Lan and the Queen of Hate had not yet investigated, they did not find anything useful.

But this is not surprising. Apart from the headquarters and branches of the Lobotomy Corporation, there are few places in the city where a large number of abnormalities gather.

Abnormalities from different origins have an instinct similar to territorial awareness. Except for those in the same series who may choose to live in the same place, the rest of the abnormalities will mostly keep a sufficient distance from each other.

Therefore, after finding the Servant of Angry, it is normal that there are no more Abnormalities in the vicinity.

After clearing the battlefield, Ye Lan walked into the train cab and gave new instructions to the driver who was also hidden in the black fog.

The old steam train blew a new round of whistle roars, and a space rift opened at the front of the train. Almost at the same time as Ye Lan returned to the Queen of Hate, the train stopped in front of the Weird Idea Office.

Ye Lan took the Hateful Queen's hand and got off the train, then took the Yellow Springs Train, which had turned back into a book, and returned to the office with her.

After such a battle, the dinner of the Weird Office was naturally cold, but with Yuli and Irene there, after Ye Lan and the Queen of Hate came back, their dinner had been heated up by these two indispensable managers and maids of the office and placed back on the table.

"Really? You ran outside during meal time…" Seeing the two of them come back, Yuli, who was unaware of the inside story, scolded them a little.

However, even this mild scolding, in the ears of the Queen of Hate who had escaped the resonance of the library, was a precious memory worth cherishing.

"Sorry……"

The Queen of Hatred chuckled. For her, who was almost no different from a human girl, it was almost impossible for her to see her past friends again after she turned into a snake demon and was suppressed by others.

Not to mention, after being suppressed, they can still remember what they have done.

“Okay, Yuli, don’t blame the little girl. I’ll tell you exactly what happened after we finish our meal.”

Ye Lan patted Yuli's shoulder and pushed her to sit down at the table. The second dinner of the day at the Yixiang Agency began again.

All the events of the night seemed to end at this moment, whether it was the library or...

Wait, is it really all over?

The Hanafuda, who was surrounded by the Black Cloud Society for the second time and involved in the battle between Ye Lan and the Queen of Hate, and the people who were finishing off the Hanafuda, can agree.

In order to escape, they had no choice but to sign the invitation letter of the library, and rushed into the door that was opened for them. In the blink of an eye, the people who were finishing the Hanafuda and other orders from the agency appeared in the entrance hall of the library.

Angela, who had just received the three crazy guys from the Bremen band, had not had time to put their books into the bookshelf before our unlucky and poor Miss Hanafuda appeared in front of Angela.

"...Well, anyway, welcome to your arrival. I am Angela, the director and librarian of the library."

Tonight's guests appeared in the library one after another, and even Angela felt a little mentally tired of receiving them.

"Is this the library? Um, how can we leave with the books on the invitation?"

Having successfully escaped from danger with the invitation letter from the library, Hanafuda was convinced of her luck tonight. She even thought of taking the books from the library and returning to Ding's office in style.

Chapter 241. Return to Algalia

Gamblers who believe in luck will eventually be abandoned by luck. Not long after entering the reception room, the agent of the Ding Agency named Hanafuda died tragically in the aftermath of the second duel between Roland and Algaria. Together with her team, they became a new batch of collections for the library.

After Hanafuda and the others were defeated and turned into books, Roland and Algaria were also knocked down by Angelica who entered the reception room to collect the books. They were carried back to the general classification floor one by one by the lady.

Around ten o'clock the next morning, after Tiphereth had freed herself from the farce and changed into clean clothes, Algaria said goodbye to Angelica and Roland after seeing her little niece and left the library in a happy mood.

At some point, Algaria realized that he could no longer hear that warm yet disturbing voice.

But no matter what, after meeting Angelica and Theresa, and fighting for his life twice with his good-for-nothing brother-in-law, Algaria no longer needed to listen to the advice of that voice.

Humming a subtle and delicious tune, the color-level finisher Cang Lan Can Xiang walked into the Yi Xiang Agency at exactly noon, sat down leisurely next to Ye Lan and their dining table, and snatched away the tableware of Ye Lan, the representative of the agency.

"I say, haven't you been a little too unrestrained since you came back from the library?"

Ye Lan took the new tableware from Irene and asked Algaria, who picked up the most delicious dishes on the table without waiting for others to sit down.

"Look at what you are saying. Aren't we friends? Isn't it normal to put down your pride in front of friends and act in the most relaxed way?"

Algaria smiled and waved the fork in his hand, with a piece of juicy steak even stuck on the fork.

"Heh, do you think of me as a friend, or as a 'friend' that can be discarded at any time?"

Ye Lan asked several girls in the office to sit down at the dining table. After everyone started eating, he pointed at Algaria with his chopsticks that he had not touched yet and asked him sarcastically.

"Tsk tsk," Algaria shook his head and put down the cutlery in his hand. He didn't even bring his sickle with him, and he spoke to Ye Lan with unprecedented sincerity, earnestly and seriously: "Mr. Ye Lan, I saw my dear sister in the library with my own eyes, and my niece whom I have never met before..."

"… As you promised, you returned my only relative to me after I completed that easy commission for you. I heard about you from Angelica. It was you who saved my sister's life from Violet Teardrop that day."

Algaria was an experimental subject of a certain wing. He was abandoned in the suburbs with his sister and struggled to survive. He had never said such heartfelt words to anyone so earnestly.

Even his closest sister was difficult for Algaria to understand. He was so lonely that he really confided his feelings to someone he was not familiar with.

"It seems that your distortion has been cured... Algaria, your words really make me look at you in a new light."

Ye Lan also rarely showed a serious look. He waved to Irene and asked her to bring the bottle of red wine that she had bought from the winery.

This bottle of wine doesn't have a history worth mentioning. It was just taken because the atmosphere at the moment requires a little wine.

"Distortion... is the strange change that occurred after those four days of continuous daylight and three days of unbearable nights. To be honest, even now, I still miss that person's beautiful voice that was as warm as the sun."

"Ah, that's Carmen's voice." Ye Lan took the red wine glass from Irene and told Algaria the person's name.

"Carmen?"

“A pioneer who dreams of changing the world and helping urbanites find themselves. But after she merged into the light, she seemed to have a strange understanding of the human self.”

Ye Lan shrugged. Carmen's attitude of only caring about you finding yourself and not caring at all whether you can bear it or whether you will be distorted by avoiding it really made him a little unbearable.

"Change the world?... She is such a charming person. From what you said, she is dead? What a pity! If she is still alive, I must meet her."

Algaria also took a glass of red wine. He looked at the bright red wine in the glass and said to Ye Lan with emotion:

"During that crazy time when I thought Angelica was dead, I did not gain nothing. By getting along with my twisted bandmates, I found my dream, a dream of creating a world where people can live a rich life even if they are single-minded and have no greed."

Ye Lan took a sip of the red wine in the glass and nodded to Algalia, "Your idea is quite good, but you can't realize your dream by relying on the book that Angela is collecting."

"Ha! If I hadn't heard about you from Angelica, I would have thought you were a false prophet."

Ye Lan took advantage of the plot to point out Algaria's plan, which he had never told anyone at this time. This surprised Canglan Canghuan, whose distortion had improved and whose spirit had calmed down.

"I just happen to know what I should know. Let's not talk about that, let's talk about your repetition orchestra." Ye Lan changed their topic and temporarily bypassed Algaria's curiosity about what he knew.

Algaria asked, “My fellow band members, what happened to them?”

"What's wrong? It's a big problem! Pluto from Yesterday's Appointment twisted his arm because he lost everything in a contract fraud that Mr. Roland was in charge of. Tanya from Wolf Hour twisted her middle finger after Roland broke it in half. Elena from Bloody Night twisted her arm because your sister and brother-in-law fucked her to death. There are also three other members of the Bremen band who twisted their arm after listening to the pianist's music."

"Yeah, they're all twisters, what's the problem?"

Algaria's attention was attracted by the word "distortion" in Ye Lan's words, and he did not notice another word that kept appearing in his words.

"Roland, Roland, every one of your team members has a grudge against your brother-in-law. Have you ever thought about what to do when you are caught in the middle?"

"Well... let's put one thing first. I won't hinder their revenge on Roland just because he is my brother-in-law. But... Ye Lan, you don't seem to care much about their distorted identities?" Algaria asked.

"As for this distortion thing, as long as we find out why they are distorted, we can easily beat them out of this state. For me, it is really not worth worrying about." Ye Lan said.

Chapter 242. The Sorrowful Person

After bidding farewell to Algaria, who was returning to the base of the Symphony Orchestra to think carefully about the next plan, Ye Lan's office, which was still a ninth-level finishing agency, once again ushered in a peaceful daily life.

The Yixiang Agency has once again put up a sign announcing its reopening, and the large and small commissions that have piled up over the past few days need to be dealt with by someone.

But the protagonist of this photo is not Ye Lan and his Weird Office, there is another closer who is torturing himself in endless grief.

Philip, who was seriously injured, has never left the Liming Office since he escaped from the library. The severe physical injuries and the psychological trauma caused by the tragic death of his predecessors and teachers have almost made Philip lose his energy and spirit.

As if to punish himself for his weakness and uselessness, Philip simply bandaged his wounds and left the office full of the relics of Senior Yuna and Master Salvador. He wandered back and forth in V-Nest and the surrounding alleys, searching for new library invitations.

This crazy life continued until Philip completely lost his ability to fight, and could only stay in the office dejectedly to pack up the belongings of his two companions.

It was not until he found the note in Grandpa Yu's drawer while cleaning Master Salvador's desk that Philip seemed to have found a new goal. He rushed out of the office and walked into the clinic the three of them often went to, and used the professional equipment there to quickly heal his many injuries.

"If I make a mistake, I will die. Don't act rashly. Always rely on Oscar."

Oscar is the representative of Wedge Studio and a true old friend of Salvador, so the two studios have a close relationship and close cooperation.

This is why Salvador mentioned Oscar in his will. With the help of this old friend, after Salvador's death, both Una and Philip, who survived, were able to receive relatively good care.

"The body is no longer in danger... Next is the weapon."

Philip considered his current state and headed for the sales counter of the Branding Workshop in V Nest. His sword was interrupted in the fight in the library, and before asking Oscar, the representative of the Wedge Office, for help, he had to fully recover his fighting ability.

Phillip quickly shuttled through the city and soon arrived at the store of the Branding Workshop. It didn't take him much time to customize a new long sword, but after paying and leaving, Phillip, who was passing through an alley, was also surrounded by a group of people.

"Yo yo yo, you're the one who finishes it off? Is that awesome?"

The scoundrel gangster walked up to Philip, holding a cigarette in his mouth and asked him, "I heard that you stole a weapon from the Branding Workshop from my brother?"

The thug reached out to grab the long sword hanging on Philip's waist and continued nonchalantly: "If you let me take this good thing now, my brothers will not do anything to you. But if you dare to resist... we will let you, a member of the nest, see what the back alley looks like!"

"It's really annoying... which rat tunnel did you use to get into V's Nest?"

Philip, who had accumulated a lot of negative emotions in his heart, needed a channel to vent at this moment. This group of thugs who had sneaked into V's Nest from somewhere became his best target for venting.

"Forget it. I have no interest in how you got in... But you might be a good candidate for me to try out this new sword."

Phillip grabbed the leading thug's hand that was reaching for his waist, and with just a little force, he threw the thug out, and it was unclear who was stronger.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the gangsters, a streak of crimson flashed across the flying gangster's body, and the long sword of the Branding Workshop lit up with a scorching light, and the pattern representing the workshop on the sword flashed across the air.

In an instant, a strong aroma of barbecue wafted from the bodies of the gangsters that were broken into two pieces, causing several of the most timid gangsters around to vomit on the spot.

"Alas, this is the bad thing about the weapons of the Branding Workshop. The smell of the high-temperature sword cutting into someone's body is extremely unpleasant."

Looking at the workshop logo on the wound of the corpse, Philip almost scared the gangsters present to death.

"Strange, monster..." "I don't care, I want to run away!"

The gangsters only had time to make a loud noise before they were reduced to ghosts on the ground by Philip's several blows. After confirming that there were no survivors pretending to be dead among the fallen gangsters, Philip made a phone call.

"Hello, I'm Philip, the fifth-level closer of the Dawn Office... Yes, there are a group of gang members who sneaked in from the back alley... Yes, I've dealt with them. I hope you can send someone to clean them up."

The number Philip dialed was the security department of V Company. As security personnel, one of their jobs was to clean up the dead bodies or people who shouldn't be in the nest.

After dealing with the aftermath of these gangsters, Philip, who had vented a little of his depression, returned to the sad Dawn Office.

At this moment, there were two things in front of him: to visit the Wedge Office and ask for their help, and to take the relics of Master Salvador to his home to visit Master Salvador's wife and children.

Philip, who wrote down these two things on two pieces of paper, was silent for a long time. Finally, he threw the note with condolences to his master's wife into the trash can.

After escaping from the battlefield in the library alone, he really couldn't bear to visit his master's family. All he could do was to go to the Seiji Office to seek help as if he was escaping, and then re-enter the library to avenge his master and senior Yuna.

"I want to avenge my master and Yuna-senpai...I have to seek the help of Oscar-senpai."

Philip was deceiving himself by talking to himself, viewing himself completely as a survivor who had avenged his master and predecessors. He never thought that by doing this, he was using the name of nobility to package his behavior and find an excuse for his cowardice.

But no matter what, Philip, who had deceived and comforted himself in this way, still embarked on the journey to visit Oscar, the representative of Wedge Office, just as his original destiny had done.

Soon, the Wedge Office, which had just dealt with a twisted incident, welcomed Philip, who was full of trouble.

Chapter 243. Wedge Office

"Hey, you're here at the perfect time. Our office is preparing lunch, would you like some?"

The golden-haired Parmelia patted Philip, who was sitting stiffly in the living room of the Wedge Office, looking a little overwhelmed.

"Thank you for your trouble. I... I really have no appetite..."

Philip had just informed several finishers at the Wedge Office of what had happened at the Dawn Office, and at this moment he had no desire to eat at all.

"The office is almost wiped out, so it's natural that I feel bad, but even so, I still have to harden my heart and force myself to eat."

Pamela took a set meal from the kitchen and forcefully stuffed it into Philip's hands. Looking at the meal that was forcefully stuffed into his hands, Philip didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You think it was your fault?" Pamela asked.

"Well...if I had been able to contain them...if I had been more skilled and stronger...if I...hadn't run away..."

The inferiority complex buried in Philip's heart was once again triggered by Pamela. He almost sobbed and told Pamela and Pamela how useless he was.

"Then this is all your fault. The death of your colleague is all due to your stupidity and weakness. You are fully responsible for it." With just this one sentence, Parmelia successfully put Philip into a state of helplessness and confusion.

This closer, who was very good at finding weaknesses, revealed Philip's ugly selfishness hidden under the grand name: "No matter what happens, isn't it enough to just make up a suitable excuse for the result? The actual reason is not important to you, you only care about the excuse that convinces yourself."

Philip was speechless after hearing these words. He knew his own situation and had no room for rebuttal to Parmelie's words.

"Hey, girls, stop making things difficult for me."

Oscar couldn't bear it any longer, so he shouted at the two girls from his office, and they let Philip go temporarily.