Chapter 55 (1/2)

‘How did I handle demonesses like this in the past?’

Tang Luo searched his memory, and various options emerged. However, he rejected them one by one. After all, this was the real world, and those methods wouldn’t work.

He would have to serve life imprisonment after being caught. That wouldn’t be harmonious at all.

Upon seeing that she had gained the upper hand, Qin Menglan followed up immediately. She pressed against Tang Luo’s chest with her hand, intending to push him in.

Surprisingly, she felt as if she was pushing against a metal tower.

Right after, Tang Luo took back the initiative and pulled Qin Menglan in before closing the door along the way.

The gossip gang cocked their ears and listened.

Unable to hear any further development, they silently griped about the room’s excellent soundproofing and, with some mild regret, sent text messages to their social circle, made forum posts, and posted on Weibo[1].

This was the era of information, after all. Of course, they had to share the news.

“You might not believe this, but I just witnessed a real-life adult video story…”

“Pics or it didn’t happen.”

“What the heck are you talking about when there are no pics!”

“Hurry up and get to it!”

“My neighbor = myself. OP’s the best!”

“Nice story. You can repost it to Bihu[2].”

“Come clean, which novel website is it? I’ll contribute a view count to you now. If anything happens to me in the future, you must have my back. And if you go viral, it’s my credit, get it?”

In the living room of the apartment…

Naturally, it wasn’t the exciting story plot which the gossip gang had imagined.

Tang Luo sat on the sofa as he looked at Qin Menglan.

Qin Menglan was smiling, but the feeling she gave off was now completely different from when she was at the door.

“Have a seat,” said Tang Luo.

Qin Menglan looked left and right. There wasn’t even a chair here, where was she supposed to sit?

To provide an explanation here, the living room of Tang Luo’s apartment only consisted of a long sofa. There weren’t any small sofas at the sides for guests.

“Let’s cut the crap. You’re not a regular person, are you?” Qin Menglan felt that it was better to remain standing, so she didn’t bother sitting next to Tang Luo.

“Neither are you,” replied Tang Luo affirmatively.

When Qin Menglan had pushed Tang Luo just now, she felt like she had been pushing against a metal tower. Similarly, Tang Luo had sensed that the other party’s strength far exceeded what her outer appearance indicated.

“Just as I thought.”

Qin Menglan nodded. The slight smile on her face disappeared, and she turned serious.

The eyes didn’t lie—both of them were Employees of Gods and Demons.

“Were you the one that killed Sun Ang?” Qin Menglan spoke frankly.

“You are…”

Tang Luo didn’t answer her. Instead, he asked for Qin Menglan’s identity.

Could she be an official representative?

Thinking about it carefully, this seemed normal too.

No one said that Employees of Gods and Demons couldn’t be official representatives, right?

“Look at the business card.” Qin Menglan said, “I’m not lying. I really am a reporter.”

“Okay.” Tang Luo was noncommittal.

“Tang Luo, male…”

As Qin Menglan spoke, she took out some papers from her bag and held them out to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo took the papers from her and looked at them. His various life experiences from his childhood till adulthood were listed on them, including his mysterious disappearance and reappearance in another city later on.

The background check was very thorough.

“Sun Ang faked the Dish God’s presence to commit murder, and your friend, Zhang Yuchou, was implicated. Therefore, you killed Sun Ang, right?” asked Qin Menglan as she observed Tang Luo.

Tang Luo put down the papers, not admitting or denying it.

“Don’t get me wrong, and don’t be nervous.” Qin Menglan went on. “We don’t mean any harm. We’re a half-official organization formed by people like you…”

She paused for a moment before adding, “You can think of it as an organization like the Dragon Group[3]. Do you know of the Dragon Group? Do you read novels?”

“Yes.”

Tang Luo nodded.

He had a basic understanding of Qin Menglan’s identity now.

It was forbidden for Employees of Gods and Demons to tell non-Employees about the Game of Gods And Demons.

However, this didn’t mean that they couldn’t make up other identities for themselves, such as users of supernatural powers, X-Men, and things like that.

“Aren’t all of you afraid of being…” Tang Luo did a throat-cutting action.

“No,” replied Qin Menglan. “Actually, at the bottom of it all, the restrictions that the Gods and Demons placed upon us in the real world are for maintaining social stability, right? We have never actively created trouble. Neither do we ever expose our true identities. We even take the initiative to resolve volatile supernatural elements, so that part is basically not affected.”

“Basically?” asked Tang Luo.

Qin Menglan replied, “Yes, basically. Some people don’t know the meaning of being low-key anymore after having an organization behind their backs and making up false identities, such as users of supernatural powers, so they straight up disappeared.”

Simply put, even people who knew of their cover identities like users of supernatural powers and so on were far and few. They were strictly limited to a certain range.

This way, they would merely be considered as probing the boundaries of the rules of the Game.

Of course, to be able to probe far enough to get a grasp of the boundaries, there were probably results accumulated by numerous Employees of Gods and Demons over several years.

As the saying went, “One generation plants the trees under whose shade another generation rests”.

“So, your visit’s reason is to get me to join, too?” asked Tang Luo.

Instead of taking an aggressive and threatening stance with him, they had sent a pretty girl here.

This meant they were trying to recruit him.

“Of course.” Qin Menglan went on. “All of us have to carry out dangerous missions, after all. Is there any downside to helping each other out in real life?”

The Gods and Demons didn’t provide them a transaction space or anything like that.

In that case, everyone grouped together in the real world by their own initiative and helped each other out by making up for what the others lacked.