Endless Debt

In the quiet and deep darkness, Bologg and Jeffrey stood in front of the door of chains and swords. It was obviously just a simple conversation, but it was like a declaration of allegiance from an ancient knight. Bologg vaguely felt that something was binding him. Oneself may be something called "duty".

After explaining all this to Borogo, Jeffrey inserted the "Key of the Winding Path" into the door.

A familiar scene happened again. A blue arc of light extended from the lock cylinder to the front door. The metals resonated with each other, emitting bursts of harsh buzzing.

This time it was obviously more difficult to open the door than before. Jeffrey used all his strength to twist the key, as if pushing a heavy stone door. There was a "beep" sound from the gap, and the dust and gravel were crushed into more. It is a fine powder.

Light shone through the crack in the door, and then it opened completely.

"Welcome to the Bureau of Order."

Panting, Geoffrey pushed Borrogo, pushing him into the light.

The strange feeling of crossing the "door" reappeared. After a brief period of nausea and dizziness, Boluoge recovered, and his vision gradually became clearer. At the same time, the noise broke the silence around his ears, flooding in like a tide, and Boluogo recovered. Completely engulfed.

In the atrium, he appeared in a huge and prosperous atrium.

Most of the buildings within sight are made of pure white masonry. Each stone is very huge, without any traces of cutting or splicing. There are shallow textures on them. If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find any abnormalities. .

Folding and extending stairs are located at the four corners, like spiraling towers, reaching directly to places that Bologg cannot observe. People come and go in the atrium, and the styles of clothes can be roughly divided into several categories. This should be based on different departments. Developed uniforms.

Copper pipe lines for gas flow span the top of the head. They are densely arranged and extend from the atrium to other spaces. From time to time, dull sounds can be heard coming from them. Closed transport capsules pass through them and arrive at different places. department.

Higher up is the dome wrapped in light. Bologg can't see its appearance clearly. The soft white light shines down, like the sun hanging above his head. But the light falls on the skin, but Bologg can't feel the slightest warmth. , it seems that what shines there is just a false sunbeam.

Boluogo turned around and saw that the gate he came from was closed. This gate was built on the terrace of the atrium. It seemed that this part was specially designed to lead to the transfer station. Next to this gate, there were several upright gates. , there are many green plants planted in the corner, and there are benches next to the green plants for people to rest.

Different from the expected mystery, the Bureau of Order is much more modern than Boluogo thought. If he forgets the information he knew before, he will think that he has arrived in some huge enterprise.

The arrival of the two people did not attract much attention, or in other words, these people were already used to it.

Everyone walked in a hurry, holding heavy documents and coffee in their hands, talking while walking. When a few acquaintances passed by, they waved to Jeffrey and said hello.

"Hey! Jeffrey, is this the new guy?"

"The newcomer who made Yas lose three hundred gold coins?"

"There aren't many people who can make him feel weak."

Jeffrey smiled and responded one by one, and then waved goodbye. It seemed that Jeffrey was very popular, and it was indeed in line with his appearance as a good old man.

"what's next?"

Boluogo asked, looking indifferent on the surface, but full of curiosity in his heart. In just a few minutes, he felt that his knowledge had been refreshed several times.

The new world opened the door to Boluogo. He was like a new-born child, unable to wait to learn all about it and swallow them greedily into his mouth.

"You just need to sign the entry documents and so on when the time comes. The most important thing is to meet your boss first."

Jeffrey took out his itinerary, wrote on it, and decided where to go next.

"Lebius Lovisa."

Jeffrey raised his eyebrows at Boluogo, "That's his name."

…

The Bureau of Order is very large, worthy of being the company building of a transcendent organization. Boluogo felt like he had entered a zoo, sightseeing all the way under the leadership of tour guide Jeffrey and listening to his explanations.

Along the way, some people greeted Jeffrey and cast curious glances at him. Probably because he was a newcomer, and because he was not wearing a uniform, Boluogo stood out among the crowd.

Jeffrey showed full professionalism and did not waste time on the road, telling Boluogo about various aspects of the Bureau of Order.

Although it is said to be an organization that handles extraordinary events, unlike the expected mysterious tradition, the Bureau of Order is very modern. Apart from these very peculiar businesses, it is no different from an ordinary company.

Office area, rest area, canteen... everything is available.

Boluogo originally thought that the Bureau of Order would be a group of bitter and hateful guys, sitting in the corner with scars, gnawing on dried meat, roasting on the fire, and then passing information to each other, where is the devil again, and how many people are needed to go there. Fight against this.

Jeffrey laughed for a while when he heard Bologg say this, saying that Bologg had read too many strange novels and said something like "this work efficiency is too low" and so on.

"Not only do we have medical insurance, we also have housing subsidies, meal subsidies, bonuses, and we also have breaks during holidays. Of course, that's assuming there's no emergency..."

After saying that, Jeffrey added in a rather naughty tone, "By the way, we even have body processing services. Depending on your needs, you can mail the body back to your hometown or add it to the cemetery of the Bureau of Order."

This service is really surprising, but also reasonable.

Boluogo nodded while observing the situation around him. Unlike the expected sweatshop, the Order Bureau seemed... surprisingly good.

If everything is as Jeffrey said, working here until death doesn't seem like a bad thing. Boluogo rarely likes to go to work.

"The Bureau of Order is so big...it's a bit weird how big it is."

Boluogo followed Jeffrey, looked around, and murmured to himself.

After leaving the atrium, there is a long corridor, leading to one area after another, but along the way, Boluogo can often see those thick and huge white bricks. Thinking about the scene during the construction, Boluogo Ge felt that this was an impossible task, and the Bureau of Order was too big. The further he advanced, the more Boluoge realized the depth of the Bureau of Order.

This is no longer a building, but a majestic fortress, a maze of boulders, the interior is filled with gray concrete, and is full of traces of Brutalist architecture.

"Where is the Bureau of Order? I mean at the location of Opos. I can't use the 'Key to the Warp Path' after I go to work. You also said that I don't have the right to use that thing for the time being."

Because he arrived at the Bureau of Order through the "Key to the Winding Path", Bologo didn't know the specific location of the Bureau of Order in Opos.

"No. 117, Lingna District."

Jeffrey answered briefly.

Linna District is located to the north of Opos. It is one of the major urban areas in Opos. It has an excellent location. There are trams directly to the city center and cable cars to the Great Rift. It is also very close to the industrial area. Every day There were groups of workers walking through the streets.

When wandering around before, Boluogo also passed by Linna District several times, but his impression was that there was no building that could be called a fortress in Linna District. It was not a prosperous place, and the only high-rise buildings were far from being able to accommodate the size of the Order Bureau.

underground?

Is the Bureau of Order located underground?

The thought arose in Boluogo's mind. Judging from the mystery of the extraordinary organization, it seems not impossible that this magnificent building is hidden underground.

Jeffrey didn't say anything, but he seemed to know what Boluogo was thinking, with a meaningful smile on his face, as if he was preparing for some kind of surprise.

"Okay, we're here."

Jeffrey took Boluogo to the end of the corridor. Different from the section he just passed, this place was very monotonous, without any decoration, only white bricks and stones, square and spotless.

The end of the corridor was blocked by bricks and stones. The cubes overlapped one after another, with deep depressions in the misalignment. The interior was dark.

They formed a slightly weird geometry. As Bologg approached it, he could hear subtle sounds from inside, as if the masonry was slowly moving and rubbing against each other.

"Hold on."

Jeffrey rummaged in his pocket and took out a badge. He did not make any unnecessary movements. The moment the badge was taken out, the overlapping geometric bricks in front of him began to tremble, moving in an extremely smooth way, moving in all directions. , reset, and open the blocked way.

Boluogo stood there, stunned for a few seconds, and then looked at the badge in Jeffrey's hand.

"That's a pass, isn't it?"

Passes, security cards...you name it. It seems that the moving bricks and stones are the security measures within the Bureau of Order. But Boluogo can't figure it out. Wouldn't the movement of the bricks and stones cause the change of the building?

Boluogo recalled the previous assessment, the building sealed with gray cement, and then recalled that along the way, the interior of the Bureau of Order was entirely made of bricks, and an incredible thought arose in his mind.

"Yes, take it, don't lose it. This thing is just like the 'Key to the Winding Path'. It's very difficult to apply for it."

Geoffrey said and handed the badge to Boluogo.

A round shield-shaped badge with a relief of a shooting star on it. It was twisted at a large angle and looked like a twisted vortex. It attracted Boluogo's eyes, with an indescribable magic power, and the vortex seemed to be in a trance. Spin slowly.

Twist, swallow, annihilate...

Looking away with difficulty, Boluogo broke into a cold sweat. The badge seemed to come alive, swallowing his consciousness. But after calming down, everything returned to normal, as if it was just his hallucination.

Turning to the back of the badge, there is a brief line of words engraved on it.

Special Operations Group, Borogo Lazarus.

This is for yourself.

After the corridor is another huge atrium. According to the sign on the side, this is the "Field Support Department".

The layout of the Field Department is similar to that of the atrium when Bologg arrived, but there are still some subtle differences. For example, there are obviously a lot fewer staff here, and the atmosphere is not so relaxed, but with a bit of depression and coldness. There was weak blood in the room, and painful whimpers came from deep in the corridor on the other side.

This time, Jeffrey did not show Boluoge around. Instead, he went directly to the second floor, turned left and right, and the light gradually dimmed. In a remote corner, he found an office with a nameplate on the door. .

"Lebius Lovisa."

Borogo read the name on it. At the same time, Jeffrey stepped forward, knocked on the door, waited for a few seconds, and turned the doorknob.

Behind the door is an ordinary office, with a mahogany desk facing the door, a few chairs on the side, and a few pots of green plants in the corner. This place is very ordinary, and there is no clue that the affairs handled here are all extraordinary events about the devil.

Boluogo observed carefully. There were no windows in this office. Along the way, no windows could be seen in the entire Order Bureau, as if this was a completely enclosed space.

A few seconds later, another door in the office opened, and the wheelchair slowly drove into the room.

He was a neat-looking middle-aged man. Whether it was his hair or collar, he was very neat. Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, his back was straightened like a tough sword, but his skin color and Like Boluogo, he was a bit sickly pale, and blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen on his cheeks.

Boluogo was in the dark cell for too long and was not exposed to the sun. The man in front of him was more of a morbid condition caused by a disease. Boluogo could not even tell his specific age.

He briefly looked at the man, his eyes were gloomy and exuding coldness. Boluogo felt like he was being stabbed by a sharp knife, and he quickly looked away.

The man clasped his hands together and put them in front of him. When he looked at Boluogo, the gloom on his face eased a lot, and he put on an uncomfortable smile.

Jeffrey didn't need any introduction. From the first moment he saw the man, Boluogo clearly realized the man's identity.

"Lebius Lovisa, head of the Field Department and Special Operations Group of the Bureau of Order."

A clear voice sounded, and Lebius introduced himself.

"Finally I see you, Lazarus who has risen from the dead."