Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 688 - 111: Taking a Bath and Massaging Feet in the Middle of the Night

After a month, Veronica’s complexion had turned much paler, and she didn’t look very healthy.

This is a clear symptom of long-term office work dealing with paperwork.

For a nun mainly responsible for combat, this could indeed be termed torturous.

The last time Wang Yunxiao came here for a bath, he ended up sleeping soundly on someone else’s bed.

Now it was Veronica’s turn to sleep, she casually rinsed off and came into the room, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Her bathrobe was not even properly worn, revealing more than a glimpse of skin, it could be described as a full display of spring.

It was apparent that she didn’t even want to wear the bathrobe.

Sister Mei, who was massaging her feet, appeared melancholic, not wanting her to be so exposed, yet unsure if it was intentional... A solitary man and woman running to a bathhouse in the dead of night for a foot massage, the situation was too complex for outsiders to interfere.

Veronica slept from five in the evening till eight-thirty at night, stretched lazily, making a noise like Lu Zhishen pulling up willow trees, and sat up from the bed startled to see Wang Yunxiao.

She was so groggy, she forgot what she was here for.

After two yawns refreshed her, she tidied her bathrobe and raised an eyebrow, "Section Chief Wang, did you need something from me?"

"What have you been busy with lately?"

"Don’t even mention it, another crackdown is starting soon... Oh right, you are probably not aware of it yet, are you?"

"Crackdown on whom? Didn’t we just have one?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Wang Yunxiao was somewhat confused. Just a few months ago, Tianmen City had organized a round of special crackdown operations targeting local Huaidao Sect forces and various hidden societies and religious organizations...he himself had participated in it.

How long had it been, and the fourth round of crackdowns was starting?

"Corrupt officials, speculative profiteers, restless former courtiers, influential families hoarding opportunities without acting... The previous rounds cleaned out all the deadwood, now they’re going after these bare main branches. Even if they want to resist, they won’t be able to stir up much trouble."

Veronica shrugged, "Of course, these aren’t for us to worry about. The Church primarily focuses on training technicians and managing factories. In some time, the Archbishop will return from the Capital to oversee and deploy Church resources, sending work teams to other regions. By then, I might leave too."

"Where are you going?"

"North, probably..."

Veronica massaged her neck and sighed, "Either to Cishan, where the Machinery Bureau plans to set up an industrial zone and develop heavy industries, or outside the border to drill for oil. Anyway, I’m just a brick of the Church, wherever I’m needed, I’ll go. I don’t really understand all these, I just follow the plans as they are written."

"What plan?"

Veronica glanced at Wang Yunxiao, lowered her voice, and said, "This matter is not public yet, don’t talk about it outside. Simply put, the new government is preparing a comprehensive national strategic economic development plan, aiming to establish a complete industrial system across the country within five to ten years... Of course, that’s just one aspect, there are other plans I’m not aware of."

Ah, this...

Wang Yunxiao was respectfully awed.

But immediately, he couldn’t help but wonder, "Such a big step, can it really be successful?"

It wasn’t the era he was familiar with, which had experienced a century of warfare.

The new government was established less than two years ago and it was also a peaceful transition, so many deep-rooted issues weren’t so easily eradicated.

Even in Tianmen City, which had been under the President’s rule for many years, turmoil could still be seen.

He dared not even imagine what it was like in other places.

"Time is not on our side."

Veronica sighed deeply.

Wang Yunxiao knew what she meant.

In the real world, you can suppress ghosts and spirits with guns and cannons.

But what can you do against a natural disaster caused by the shaking of temporal tides?

"Alright, let’s not talk about this, what did you want to see me for? You surely didn’t come to flirt, right?"

Veronica changed the subject and perked up, "I thought you preferred the knowledgeable and well-mannered young ladies from rich families. What, got tired of that and remembered I’m a beauty too?"

You really can read people well...

Wang Yunxiao took out a cloth strip from his pocket and handed it to Veronica, "I wanted you to take a look at this, see what’s on it."

Veronica took it and her expression turned serious, "Ether substance? Did you encounter an angel somewhere?"

"What’s ether?"

"Well... how should I explain it to you? You know the Christian Sect in the West claims that God is the all-knowing, all-powerful cosmic creator, right?"

"I know."

"God created the world in seven days, humans on the sixth day, and rested on the seventh. In legend, the material used by God to create the world is ether. Hence, ether is also referred to as the God Particle."

"It can also be explained from a scientific perspective," Veronica continued. "Scientists call the fundamental material that constitutes everything in the world ’ether’. With the current level of human technology, we can only study up to subatomic particles... You haven’t learned this yet, might be hard to understand. In short, if you divide matter to the point where it can no longer be divided, that’s ether."

Veronica explained patiently, "Angels are the first creations of God, even existing before the creation of the world, so angels are made of ether substance. This substance is very precious, after all, living angels are hard to find these days, and even if you find one, they’re hard to kill. Where did you get it from? Any bodies left? Our Church would be willing to buy it at a high price."

Uh... you should’ve said so earlier.

Feels like I lost a billion.

Wang Yunxiao pursed his lips and handed another cloth strip to her, "Take a look at this one."

"This isn’t valuable; this is Red Lantern Society’s red string."

Veronica glanced at it and casually tossed it aside.

"Red Lantern Society?"

Wang Yunxiao was surprised, "I ripped it from a red-clothed woman ghost, so according to you, she might be related to the Red Lantern Society?"

"If you see a woman in red in Tianmen, whether a human or a ghost, she basically comes under the Red Lantern Society," explained Veronica.

"The Holy Mother of Red Lotus, worshiped by the Red Lantern Society, possesses a unique divine art called the Red String of Fate. This red string links fate, specifically to punish the wicked. Whether it’s the upper echelon’s Red-Robed Elders or the middle tier’s Lamp Holding Rakshasas, they all use this spell. It might seem eerie, but if you haven’t done anything wrong, you don’t need to worry about its lethality."

That’s quite ominous, isn’t it?

Wang Yunxiao was learning about these details for the first time.

Speaking of the red string, Mumu’s wrist is tied with one, so that was the reason.

"Actually, you shouldn’t be asking me, you should ask Bai Shanshan; isn’t she at your school?"

Veronica suggested, "Before she went mad, she was originally from the Red Lantern Society, she definitely understands this red string issue better than I do."