Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 72 - 44 Freedom
72: Chapter 44 Freedom
72 -44 Freedom
“The banquet must come to an end eventually.”
After leaving a table full of leftover food and drink, Yan Qi was the first to leave the house.
Having drunk two drinks that night, his face bore a slight hint of drunkenness, and his steps were a bit slower than usual.
Such a small amount of alcohol wouldn’t cause him to stumble, but when walking alone there was nobody to talk to; whether it was drunken ramblings or serious talk, it was dull without an audience.
Perhaps it was the effect of today’s Dragon Disaster, or maybe it was because the night had grown deep, but apart from the tired security guard at the entrance of the residential area, he didn’t see a single pedestrian.
He walked a bit further and was drawn to the bright advertisement on the bus stop, so he went to sit on the bench under the sign.
Yan Qi surveyed the look of the bus stop and glanced at the contents of the advertisement.
The silent electronic advertisements rotated on the screen: the new album of a popular idol, recruiting for a university laboratory, public safety announcements urging caution in the use of superpowers…
He snorted in ridicule.
“Switching the broth but not the medicine, isn’t it just the same old stuff from outside.”
At that moment, the quiet was broken by heavy footsteps, as a wide, large figure emerged from the darkness into the light.
He instinctively wanted to wipe his forehead with a handkerchief, but as his hand reached into his pocket it came back out.
The weather being cool in early February, even a middle-aged man of his bulky build wouldn’t sweat from just a few steps.
This person, dressed in a large purple official uniform and wearing a small official hat, was none other than Liu Zhongwu of the Cangshou District.
He focused his gaze and, seeing the dark circles under the eyes of the man on the bench, hurriedly walked over with concern, asking, “Mr.
Yan, are you injured?”
“Cut the crap,” Yan Qi took out a scroll and tossed it to him, “Here, the Emperor’s letter.”
Director Liu received the scroll with both hands, bowed, and placed it gently and quickly into a jade box, as if a moment’s delay would cover the object in his hands with dust.
After doing all this, Liu Zhongwu let out a sigh of relief.
He sat down heavily beside Yan Qi, using his size advantage to squeeze the large man to the other end of the bench, and spoke in a tone completely different from before, “You filthy bastard, got beaten up?”
Yan Qi laughed and cursed, “With an imperial decree, I’m Mr.
Yan, and without it, I’m a filthy bastard?
Look at that fat, bureaucratic face of yours!”
“As officials, we must make a distinction between public and private matters,” the middle-aged bureaucrat said unflinchingly, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and offering one to the gangster beside him.
Yan Qi waved it off.
Mr.
Liu put the cigarette into his mouth, lit it, and blew out a puff of white smoke.
“Sigh…
Mr.
Yan, taking decisive action, propping up a failing structure, bringing a bunch of dangerous people over was a necessity.
I’ll pretend I didn’t see it.
But why did you have to bring Mr.
Qin’s granddaughter along…”
The tall man waved his hand dismissively through the smoke.
“Young people need to broaden their horizons and gain some experience!
If you don’t like it, come and replace her.”
“I’d love to, but everyone in the Yiji Hall is frozen from top to bottom, who do I find to replace her?” Mr.
Liu frowned in distress, “One move and it becomes an international political incident.
They’ll say our Yong Guang Empire is secretly causing the Dragon Disaster, then who will I reason with?”
“Are you dumb?
Whoever dares to say it, you’ll curse them to death,” Yan Qi yawned, “How’s the investigation going?”
“Not great, Shiyu Research Institute is wiped clean, no clues left.
Mr.
Yan, do you have any insight?”
Sky Extreme sneered, “If it were the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect, there might still be a play.
That bunch of idiots think they can figure out a unity skill?”
“Morton owes you guys a favor, which made things a lot easier, but even so we haven’t figured out how the glass beads ended up with the dragon lunatics.
Zero Island is hard to deal with beyond this point…”
Yan Qi stroked his chin, stating firmly, “There’s something wrong with Zero Island.”
“No evidence.
It’s reasonable for the local Impermanence Law Enforcers, after wiping out the lunatics as zero number, to have escaped.”
“What damn evidence do you need, let the Emperor apply pressure and send people!
With such a big blunder this time, how could they refuse!”
The tall man slapped the bench while the fat bureaucrat shook his head repeatedly.
“Our handling of this has already made a lot of people talk.
Just wait, until the right opportunity comes.”
Liu Zhongwu exhaled his last puff of smoke and extinguished the cigarette, saying, “We still have half the crystal left in the Abinos Mountains…”
“It’s already arranged with the Emperor, keep it for your research work or as a bargaining chip.”
“Alright, alright.”
Liu Zhongwu had nothing more to say and stared blankly into the dark night sky.
That was the direction where the Colored Glaze Dragon had appeared.
After holding back for a while, he said in a tone of defeat, “When will this end?”
Contrasting sharply with the chubby man beside him, the tall man at this moment had a face beaming with excitement.
“From Supibia until now, for three whole years, not a single Lingyu Dragon Disaster has occurred.”
The portly middle-aged man suddenly turned, the flesh on his face tremoring, “Really?!”
“Real or fake, it’s just a guess!
Three years isn’t enough to tell anything.” Yan Qi pinched his chin, chuckling heartily, “But I, Yan Qi, have never guessed wrong.”
“I won’t talk about other things, but I believe that…” Liu Zhongwu pushed himself up from his seat, and all at once, he seemed energetic and spirited, “Where are you staying tonight?”
“Damn!
I was so busy I forgot about that.
Book me the highest-class hotel!”
“Oh, you want a high-class hotel.
I’ve got a little villa, just go straight there.
It’s near the Dragon Head with nice scenery, has a chef, a garden, the Four Treasures of the Study, all you need after your adventures…”
The last bus of the night pulled up to the stop, and the driver rubbed his eyes.
He thought he had seen the silhouettes of a tall man and a stout man sitting on the bench, but when he got closer, there was nothing there on the platform.
Perhaps he had seen a ghost, or maybe he was hallucinating from the shock of tonight’s Dragon Disaster.
Such a major event and they won’t let him off work, what a crappy place.
