Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1000 - 67: My Thoughts Are Not Important Now

After experiencing so much, Wang Yunxiao had become deeply familiar with the Special Service Bureau’s baiting tactics.

Simply put, this kind of thing is like cracking down on prostitution.

Although it is explicitly forbidden to trade silver taels, browse mysterious websites, or spread welfare images,

in actuality, the regulations aren’t that strict.

On one hand, there is indeed a prioritization in work; serious cases can’t even be completed, leaving no time to deal with these trivial issues.

On the other hand, if you block all the roads, leaving countless single men with no outlet to satisfy their physiological needs, it can lead to big problems.

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, there was such an incident that greatly distressed the Emperor, which was recorded in the history books and has been repeatedly recounted till now.

Therefore, when dealing with all kinds of overseas demons and evil spirits causing trouble, the Special Service Bureau’s policy has always been somewhat ambiguous.

First is the strategy of divide and conquer; cooperate where possible, negotiate where feasible. As long as you can understand human speech, we don’t mind adding an extra pair of chopsticks here.

Next is concurrently amnesty and suppression; those with a good attitude can be given a chance to prove themselves. Those with a terrible attitude naturally face the iron-fisted suppression.

Finally, there’s the many times Wang Yunxiao personally experienced baiting enforcement. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Lowering the threshold gives those with ulterior motives the illusion that without exerting too much effort or devising overly complex plans, they can still achieve their goals.

Once they have one foot in the door and the sunk costs exceed expectations, grab them by the collar, pull them in, and beat them to death.

Even a veteran Demon Lord known for cunning tactics like Mephisto, after incurring huge sunk costs, realizes there’s an issue but can’t extricate himself, risking everything for the final success rate.

But regrettably, being uneducated and unfamiliar with local characteristics often results in a significant loss.

"Commander Wang, I have foreseen the future of these refugees."

When Shen Qingxi isn’t putting on a crazy act, she is very... but it’s difficult to judge when she’s acting crazy.

"Their will is not steadfast and is easily tempted. The demons have sniffed out the confusion and fear deep in their hearts. They come bearing gold pearls, under the banner of peace, and if West Spring Mountain refuses them entry, they will scatter the gold on the ground, stirring up the evil thoughts in these refugees’ hearts."

This prophecy was excessively clear.

Or rather, it should be called reasoning.

The demon’s tricks are just a few patterns, killing both the body and the heart, no more than that.

"Since you have already foreseen..."

"So, strike preemptively."

The Qilin Army was originally going to launch an attack on the Imperial City today, with the cannons already transported. But with this sudden incident, if they strike preemptively... a few hours earlier shouldn’t be an issue, right?

Wang Yunxiao wasn’t very sure, he needed to go back to seek the group leader’s counsel.

The group leader was the commander of this battle, while he was just a platoon leader under him.

Others might choose to go it alone, but Wang Yunxiao had no such interests.

In a winnable situation, why take unnecessary risks?

"Are you suggesting we strike first and eliminate the team coming out of the Imperial City?"

The group leader listened to Wang Yunxiao’s report and hesitated for a moment.

He was a soldier and didn’t understand much about political matters. If the other side was coming with a white flag for surrender...

"My point is, negotiations should have already been completed. Even if there are talks, it’s not our place. We don’t need to discern whether those demons are sincere or not."

Wang Yunxiao explained in a low voice.

"You’re right, but currently, the logistical supplies aren’t ready yet. Can the platoon you’re training go to battle now?"

"Anytime."

That "not ready yet" is just a lame excuse. It’s been prepared for months; what could still be unprepared?

The group leader was mainly uncertain about the current situation, who exactly were the allies, who were the enemies? This sudden group of refugees and the demons from the Imperial City seemed all but good news.

But he also knew that the opportunity for battle was fleeting, so he wanted Wang Yunxiao to be the vanguard.

Wang Yunxiao himself was indifferent; a battle is a battle regardless of timing.

Even if there are any changes, it would just be a two-front battle.

In the Outer Dimension dealing with this bunch of devils and monstrosities, you should never think about who is a friend.

From the moment you open fire, everyone in sight is an enemy!

Running back and forth and gathering the platoon for deployment had already taken a good amount of time.

By the time Wang Yunxiao led the troops down the mountain, the refugee team had already reached the mountain foot.

Many refugees, faced with the suddenly approaching Regular Army, raised their battered weapons in terror; those rat-men were so frightened they rolled on the ground, scurrying away.

Only the Holy Defenders of the Mechanical God Sect, having received prior contact information, lowered their gun barrels and raised their hands to show no hostility.

The fully armed army marched past the group, the unnerving silence froze the surrounding air, making everyone afraid to even breathe deeply, watching the troops move in the direction they came from with fear and trepidation.

"A rather elite force, also can be said to live up to their reputation."

In the refugees’ group, a moderately dressed middle-aged gentleman withdrew his gaze and whispered to his friend beside him.

"It’s hard to imagine they would ignore the rat-men, perhaps the Eastern Empire’s new government’s open and inclusive policy is true? Vampires can walk in broad daylight without fear of being hunted by demon hunters?"

"Whether the Blood Clan can walk in daylight has nothing to do with societal systems, Mr. Keynes."

The red-eyed man beside him coldly said, "The Blood Clan in the Far East can enjoy citizen rights because of decades of reputable dealings accumulated, and certain humans more fitting of the nickname vampire serving as a contrast."

"And how about food? Will they provide you with adequate blood food?"

"I think it’s not about if they will, but what price we will pay for blood food."

The red-eyed man coolly replied, "Some elders are used to free meals, uncomfortable with paying. There are also elements of defamation... Mr. Keynes, you should understand, in some eyes, Easterners are also barbarians who eat raw meat and drink human blood."

The middle-aged gentleman chuckled, "I used to think that way too."

"And now?"

The two watched as the giant cannons drawn by the horses passed by in silence.

"Now, what I think isn’t important anymore, mainly whether they will regard us as the barbarians eating raw meat and drinking human blood."