"Hmm?" Jiang Shu walked on the streets of First District, glancing at the graffiti scattered about, a curious expression forming in his mind.
These fla-like patterns, he had seen quite a number of them along the way.
Big and small, so artistically modified, but evidently, they depicted the sa thing.
He initially thought that such graffiti were rely symbols or characteristics of certain neighborhoods, but after passing through several blocks, he still saw them.
Street corners, walls, utility poles, bus stops, and signs in front of shops–any blank space on the street could potentially be painted with these flas.
It was as if the area had been devoured by flas.
Additionally, Jiang Shu saw several youths dressed in uniform black outfits. Their attire was neat and vibrant, adorned with a red fla emblem on their chests, faces bright with positive smiles.
Continuing down this street, the more Jiang Shu walked, the stranger he found these people’s spirit to be.
In a place like the Lonely City BCD area, people’s typical daily emotions should slightly lean towards lancholy and struggle, not this current state of excitent.
"Xiao Jia, check out the origin of this graffiti," Jiang Shu gestured at a pattern on a nearby white wall.
"Sir, are you looking to learn about our ’Wildfire’?" Suddenly, as if hearing Jiang Shu’s words, a student-looking figure in a black uniform approached him.
Jiang Shu suspected they might be equipped with exclusive eavesdropping devices, yet he didn’t hesitate, promptly lowering his cap and tilting his head slightly down.
He was a bit of a celebrity now, and he usually managed fine walking on the streets, but face-to-face interaction still presented a high chance of recognition.
Rather than learning about this "Wildfire" from this person, Jiang Shu preferred to have the Tablet Spirits gather information for him.
Not to ntion, the information gathered by Tablet Spirits was bound to be more comprehensive and objective.
Thus, Jiang Shu simply shook his head and quickly walked away from the Wildfire mber, "No, thank you."
"Sir, we are dedicated to proposing bills to protect the rights of workers in society, this could surely be helpful to you too, and we require more attention. Are you sure you don’t want to learn more?" the Wildfire mber asked earnestly.
Jiang Shu stopped.
Bing: Brother Dao, this bill should not be ntioned.
"Tell more," Jiang Shu slowed his pace, pre-empting with, "Just so it’s clear, I will respect your ideals but may not join you."
"No problem, I believe after understanding us better, you will have a deeper appreciation for our team," the Wildfire mber extended his hand, "My na is Zimr, pleased to et you."
"I’m Li Tingruo," Jiang Shu looked at the slightly scholarly young man opposite him, subconsciously planning to conceal his own na.
He couldn’t hide his face now, but his na was concealable.
After all, playing dumb was one of Jiang Shu’s talents.
On second thought, he suddenly ca up with an idea—couldn’t he just hide his face using Optical Invisibility Technique?
Hiss—
He imagined the scenario.
Better not on this busy street, but it might be useful in the future.
Jiang Shu decided on this plan in his mind.
"Li Tingruo?" Zimr repeated the na, feeling it sounded sowhat feminine, but Li Tingruo’s face did seem familiar.
"You look like soone," he confird.
"Otherwise..." Jiang Shu blinked, "Could it be a dog?"
"I apologize, I didn’t an that," Zimr quickly realized his ambiguous statent and steered back to the topic, "Mr. Li, let introduce our organization to you."
"Please, go on," Jiang Shu nodded.
"Our organization is nad ’Wildfire,’ a group originating from schools. Our mission is equality and seeking welfare for students, workers, and all the underprivileged in society," Zimr’s face portrayed a lofty aura, he evidently placed their organization in an exalted position subconsciously.
"Ah, sounds good," Jiang Shu replied noncommittally, raising several questions, "Who is the founder of your organization? When was it established? What has it achieved so far? And approximately how many mbers do you have?"
"Our organization was founded by Mr. Yaxi, about half a month ago, which is quite recent, so proposing this bill is the first thing our Wildfire has done. As for mbership, we already have many, mainly concentrated in First District and Second District," Zimr answered each question.
"Mr. Yaxi?" Jiang Shu paused, "You just ntioned Mr. Yaxi, correct?"
"Yes, is there a problem?" Zimr asked, puzzled.
Jiang Shu shook his head in response, "No, no problem."
No problem...
Yeah right!
Mr. Yaxi.
Clo Ashbourne?
In that instant, he associated it with that persistent old troublemaker.
Sure enough, it would be impossible for Clo to just fade away silently; Jiang Shu would actually find it strange if he did.
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