Free Web NovelChapter 143: Chapter 62: The First Demon Eradication_3
"You don’t understand, I heard Uncle Davis say that last night at the Night City Edge Wasteland there appeared over a dozen demon beasts!"
"Over a dozen demon beasts? That’s too terrifying!"
"Not just terrifying, I heard that those demons also burned a large area of fields and even killed several firefighters! Fortunately, exorcists came later and fought with them for 300 rounds before they finally subdued them."
"Murder and arson, these are grave sins! How is that related to our marketplace?"
"I heard that the demons escaped from here!"
"Huh?!"
As the two aunties were chatting, a government official approached a street vendor.
The vendor was an old man with white hair, wearing tattered clothes, and his exposed skin was old and withered.
On his stall, there were various ancient bronze objects.
These antiques were strange in shape, and due to rust and damage, it was difficult to determine their purpose.
"Old man, what are you selling?"
The official looked at the items and asked.
"Ah, ah, ah."
The old man raised his head and waved his hands at his mouth.
"Are you mute?"
"Ah, ah." freёwebnovel.com
The old man nodded his head.
"... Well then, let me ask you, have you seen a young man selling paintings here a few days ago?"
"Wearing a white robe, very thin and tall, with a pale face."
"Right, his eyes are also like whirlpools that keep spinning."
The official repeated the lines he had been saying all day long.
Today, early in the morning before it was even light, they had received orders to search the market for a man selling paintings, claiming that he was related to the demon incident last night.
However, after questioning stall by stall and house by house, they still haven’t found any useful information.
Some vendors did say they had seen the young man, but he had stopped coming to the market a few days ago, and no one knew his origin or where he went.
"Ah, ah, ah."
The old man made some gestures and shook his head.
"What does shaking your head mean, and what’s with those gestures?"
The official frowned.
"He said he hasn’t seen him."
A melon farmer next to him answered for the old man.
"You understand sign language?"
"Yes, sir, my wife is also mute, so I can understand some."
"Hmm, alright. There’s no point in asking someone who can’t even speak. What about you, have you seen the person I mentioned before?"
"I have seen him, it seems like he was here a few days ago, but I haven’t seen him recently."
"Oh? Have you talked to him? Tell me everything you know, don’t hide anything!"
The official’s attention turned to the melon farmer.
However, the information the melon farmer knew was the same as the others, and the official gained nothing, so he moved on to the next stall.
Watching the official walk away, the old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, he had the foresight to change his appearance immediately after selling the Fire Demon Species.
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. The Demon Extermination Residence probably couldn’t imagine that he would continue to openly set up a stall here.
Just then, something in his arms suddenly vibrated slightly.
"Ah ah, ah ah ah."
"You need to relieve yourself? Alright, I’ll watch your stall for you, go ahead."
The melon farmer smiled and assured the old man he could go.
So, he left the stall and went to a secluded corner.
He took out a stone with sound wave symbols on it from his arms.
This was a Communication Stone.
Once he held the Communication Stone tightly, it stopped vibrating.
After a brief silence, a voice came from within.
[Intern 285, report your situation]
"Reporting to the Chief Officer."
Unexpectedly, the old man was not mute, and his voice even sounded immature, like a young boy.
"I have been in Instance 143 for 143 days, and I have strictly followed the rules without leaving the city."
"So far, I have distributed a total of 51 demon objects through various channels, and all of them have gone into hiding."
"However, yesterday one of them was accidentally exposed and killed by an exorcist."
"Report complete!"
[Well, this performance is just barely acceptable]
[Double it and you can meet the mission requirements]
[Intern 285, I have high hopes for you to pass the First Stage assessment]
[Remember to hide your identity well and don’t let the indigenous people here discover you]
When it came to the last two sentences, the voice on the other side became softer.
"Thank you for your concern, Chief Officer. I will be more careful!"
Even though the other party couldn’t see him, Contestant 285 still nodded firmly.
[Alright, that’s all]
"Goodbye, Chief Officer."
[Right Heart!]
"Right Heart!"
After the farewell, the other side hung up.
"Sigh ..."
Contestant 285 put away the Communication Stone and hunched his body again.
He didn’t know how much longer he had to endure living like this, hiding all the time.
However, to pass the assessment and officially join the Right Heart Sect, he was willing to endure it.
Returning to his stall, a chubby young man carrying an exquisite birdcage happened to arrive.
"Old man, what are you selling?"
Seeing the bronze antiques, the chubby man squatted down curiously.
[Sir, these are good things]
The chubby man heard Contestant 285’s reply in his ear, but since Contestant 285’s head was slightly lowered, he didn’t notice that the old man’s mouth didn’t move at all.
This voice sounded directly in his mind.
"Come on, I love this kind of weird stuff."
"Tell me more about it."
The chubby man showed a look of interest.
"This old man is mute, how can he talk to you? Haha."
The melon farmer couldn’t help but intervene.
[Watch me]
However, Contestant 285 raised his head, his eyes spinning like whirlpools.
This scene could only be seen by the chubby man.
[Since you’re interested, let me give you a proper introduction]
In the chubby man’s mind, a beguiling voice rang out.
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