In the second-floor corridor of the Exhibition Center, the staff were working with the Tactical Cultivators to lock down all the major thoroughfares, maintain the evacuation order, and request that visitors undergo identity checks.
The checking thod was very simple, but it was unclear whether the Tactical Cultivators usually relied on ID cards to identify Demons and Ghosts, as they each had an ID card scanner in hand that could quickly determine the authenticity of an ID card.
After all, apart from Half-Demons, those Demons, Ghosts, and Strange Creatures disguised as humans were sure to have no entries in the national registry. Thanks to the nationwide interconnected household registration system, both the police and Cultivators could swiftly identify Non-Human beings. It was said that the state planned to introduce a third-generation ID card, which would contain fingerprint information, further narrowing the living space for illegitimately evolved Demons and Ghosts...
However, the Tactical Cultivators tasked with the checks were mostly logistics team mbers. The combat teams were mostly outside the Exhibition Center and in the parking lot, preventing any stragglers from slipping away.
At that mont, all the checking personnel heard Deputy Director Yu Kuangtu's order, "Thoroughly scrutinize the identity information of all departing individuals; all without IDs are to be temporarily handed over to Team One for protection, including minors and foreign nationals!"
"Repeat, all persons without ID, including minors and foreign nationals, must be retained for protection by Team One!"
The checking staff looked at each other, already aware before the operation that those without IDs would be subject to further checks. But now even minors had to be kept behind, which was sowhat troubleso...
This crowd being evacuated had just been attending the comic convention.
"Middle school students? I'm sorry, you can't leave. Please step aside to receive protection from the Tactical Bureau, and shortly you can call your parents to co pick you up..."
"Young lady, are you a high school student? You can get an ID card at the age of 16. You didn't get one, so consider it bad luck. You go join that group of middle school students over there, and later call your parents... What, you need to change clothes? What, you're a male high school student?"
"This child is your son, correct? Please go to that area to receive protection from the Tactical Bureau and cooperate with the investigation... Oh, it seems a pervert has abducted a child at the convention, hence a thorough search is necessary. As a parent, you should be able to understand..."
A dozen checkers blocked the exits, letting adults with verified identities leave quickly, while all minors without ID were kept back. They were busy explaining and watching over these kids, whirling around like Spinning Tops.
A female Tactical Cultivator who had just finished checking a group of Otakus wearing Painful Clothing (clothes with ani characters) turned her head to see a young man with a little girl heading towards the exit.
Having just finished checking a group, she should have proactively approached to check the young man and the little girl. For so reason though, she suddenly felt a disgusting Lolicon aura emanating from the young man and therefore decided to check other passengers instead.
There are several colleagues behind ; they'll notice this person who hasn't been checked yet. she thought to herself.
Those who passed the check were each given a bright red sticker by the Tactical Cultivators on their arms to facilitate identification by other checking personnel. Those without the sticker had obviously not yet been checked.
Then the second checker saw the young man and the little girl, and a slight doubt arose in his mind—Have these two been checked?
Although I don't see a sticker, maybe it's on the other side where I can't see it?
As he hesitated, the young man and the little girl had already walked past. At that mont, another family ca for ID checks, so the second checker put the previous duo out of his mind.
The third checker saw the young man and the little girl, and the doubt Have these two been checked? also cropped up in his mind. Being a more ticulous thinker, he imdiately thought: Wait, shouldn't the little girl be left behind? So, these two must not have been checked.
But soon another possibility ca to his mind: Maybe the little girl has a temporary ID? Maybe she's just returned from traveling abroad, and her temporary ID is still valid...
Then the fourth... the fifth... the sixth...
All of them subconsciously didn't want to check these two individuals, so they all assud that they had been checked already and even ca up with various reasons why they had no sticker and why the little girl hadn't been kept behind—with the sixth checker even thinking, Perhaps these two are relatives of Deputy Director Yu.
When the two finally reached the last checker, the checker looked at them, and a thought burst in his mind:
A young man and a little girl... The people ahead must have already checked them. Yet, they're walking towards the exit looking completely normal, which ans they have no issues! So I won't check them.
Ren Suo, leading Little Jiu through the checkpoint, was naturally unaware of the checkers' inner turmoil. He had anticipated that they would be able to leave without being checked.
After all, this was one of the extrely rare operations in "What I Know is Not Your Ga" that did not backfire on Ren Suo...
As they were about to reach the main door of the venue, facing the splendid sunlight outside, Ren Suo suddenly felt a warm Energy inside his body tremble slightly.
This Mysterious Energy, which had lain dormant inside him ever since the restroom of the banquet hall eight days ago, seed at this mont finally ready to dissipate.
Ren Suo was certain. It wasn't just because he knew that the second phase was about to end. Compared to just after clearing the first phase and completing his idle Cultivation, Ren Suo realized that the Mysterious Energy, which had hidden itself away, was supposed to appear whenever it needed to compel him to work.
But now, Ren Suo felt the Mysterious Energy was about to completely rge into him, becoming a part of his power.
Determination Value 170%!
This quasi-tangible Emotional Energy swirled inside Ren Suo, invading every inch of his flesh, every thread of his bones, and even his Qi Cyclone!
And clutching Ren Suo's palm, Little Jiu, who had a deep Bond with him, seed to also sense Ren Suo's tumultuous cascade of emotional mories at that instant—
Shyness, fear, clinging to life, laziness, helplessness, pain, cursing fate, wallowing in self-pity... myriad emotions refined through countless tribulations, ultimately transforming into a diamond-hard determination!
Such complex emotional fluctuations were beyond the Understanding of the Little Nine-Tailed Fox, who had little experience of the world.
Who could have experienced such trendous suffering and possessed such strong willpower to generate this storm of emotions? And what kind of will and determination did it take to overco these feelings and reach the other shore?
Having digested all the Energy, Ren Suo slowly opened his eyes, his pupils narrowing with a hint of divine light, and a faint smile on his face, as if he were a monk who had attained enlightennt beyond the mortal world.
He looked at Little Jiu, seeming to perceive her confusion. He tilted his head slightly as if asking, "What's wrong?"
As if having made up her mind, Little Jiu said, "Big Brother, have all the bad guys been chased away?"
Ren Suo smiled and nodded in affirmation. He rembered that the ga also determined that the Little Nine-Tailed Fox had integrated the Supre Treasure to a degree that she could conceal herself.
Moreover, he learned from the adventurer that Pallbearer R, that is, Roy, seed to have also lost the precise location of the Little Nine-Tailed Fox. Therefore, there would be no problem even if Ren Suo took Little Jiu ho next—
"I have recovered now, and I can 'Ula Ula' others... Big Brother, I want to leave for a little while," said Little Jiu as she blinked her beautiful and pure Red Pupils, speaking crisply.
After a mont of silence, although Ren Suo felt a mix of regret and relief, he quickly snuffed out that dangerous thought and gently nodded his head, expressing his assent.
He and the Little Nine-Tailed Fox were re strangers. Now that the crisis was resolved, it was only natural for the Little Nine-Tailed Fox to want to leave him.
The Little Nine-Tailed Fox had thrived in New York, so now that she had taken human form, she would naturally have no problems.
Moreover, Ren Suo truly felt that the power of Little Jiu as a Nine-Tailed Fox had recovered—whether it was due to Little Jiu's passive Skill or active Skill, she hadn't done anything, but just hearing her voice made Ren Suo experience such Joy, as if dozens of orange cats were rolling around in his heart, forming fluffy balls.
Forget leaving. If she wanted the world, Ren Suo would willingly give it to her.
"Big Brother... then I'll be off first... Rember our promise, okay?" At the doorway, Little Jiu waved vigorously at Ren Suo, bidding farewell reluctantly.
Ren Suo slowly lifted his hand and waved back, smiling as he watched the figure of the Little Nine-Tailed Fox blur and eventually vanish from sight. With her departure, the "Blur" effect on him dissipated completely, restoring his original appearance.
Putting it mildly, the Supre Treasure she had integrated was incredibly powerful in terms of Concealnt.
And thus, "My Knowledge is Not Your Ga" ca to a complete end.
A myriad of feelings weighed on his heart, and feeling lancholic, Ren Suo looked up at the sunlight outside the door as if gazing at a distant version of himself in the past.
Qiao Muyi, who entered with the mbers of Team Seven, just so happened to witness this scene.
In front of the bustling door leading to Freedom, a young man in black clothing stood looking at the sunlight outside, his face neither sad nor happy, emanating an air of Zen that inevitably drew people's focus to him and even made them feel fond of him just from this scene.
Qiao Muyi, whom the team mbers called 'Demon King,' hesitated for a mont upon seeing Ren Suo like this and quietly walked over, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Don't stand in the middle of the road and block the way..."
However, it was precisely because Qiao Muyi patted him that Ren Suo imdiately fell to the ground, curling up like a shrimp and trembling, as if like a beheaded Carp twitching out of instinct, startling Qiao Muyi.
"Captain..."
"Captain, you know him?"
"Even if there's a grudge, don't do this, Captain..."
"In full view of the public..."
Out of respect for Qiao Muyi's authority, the team mbers could only indirectly advise her. Qiao Muyi imdiately denied, "I didn't hit him!"
"Yes, yes, he used his shoulder to hit your fist, we understand," the team mbers agreed.
"Let him go, Captain, the other citizens are watching."
"Yeah, yeah."
The team mbers were already used to Qiao Muyi's tone and continued to advise her accordingly.
It wasn't their first ti seeing soone attack the Captain with their 'head,' 'chest,' 'stomach,' or 'shoulder.' They had gotten completely used to the Captain's shalessness.
The team mbers wondered what kind of grudge this young man on the ground had with the Captain for her to seemingly paralyze him with a single touch. Could he be the Captain's ex-boyfriend?
Qiao Muyi glared at them and then looked at Ren Suo, feeling indignant—
I'm always the one pulling these stunts! How dare you try this on today, Ren Suo?!
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