I'm not a drama god

"Yes."

Spade 8 rubbed the tabletop lightly with his fingertips. "Spade 7 was originally from the Wuji Realm. Before he joined the Twilight Society, he was already a well-known witch doctor here... This hospital was also his private property before he joined the Twilight Society."

Opaque glass, heavy doors, iron bed, instrument-free surgical environment...

As expected of Chu Muyun's hospital, the personal style is really amazing. Chen Ling thought to herself.

"So where is he now?"

"I don't know, but it's not in the Wuji Realm." Spade 8 paused for a moment, "You and I should be the only members of the Twilight Club still trapped in this realm... If you hadn't suddenly appeared, I would still be locked in the church."

Chen Ling nodded slightly, "It's not bad. Now you are hiding in this hospital under an assumed name. You shouldn't be discovered in the short term."

"That may not be the case. Every once in a while, the people from the Silver King will conduct a search, and they will definitely come to check this hospital... They want to find traces of the Rat Gang."

"Rat Party?"

"They are the remnants of the former Witchcraft Association." Spade 8 explained, "After the Silver King took control of the Wuji Realm, he has been trying to eradicate the wizards scattered among the people. However, the Witch God Way is strange and unpredictable, and there are many paths. Their ranks may not be high, but they definitely have many methods...

These wizards were forced to lose their living space bit by bit, and finally they could only hide among the people of the Wuji Realm, hiding here and there, never seeing the sun, so they called themselves the Rat Gang. "

"I see. But this name is really..."

Chen Ling couldn't find a suitable adjective for a moment.

The names of the resistance forces are more domineering than each other, such as the Tiandihui, but this is the first time I've heard of someone comparing themselves to "rats"... I can only say that this group of wizards has a sense of humor. Even when they are forced into a desperate situation, they still have the leisure to make fun of themselves.

"Although that group of wizards call themselves 'rats', what they are doing is greater than the sun... If you have the chance to contact them in the future, you can help them appropriately. It's not easy for them." Spade 8 said seriously.

"So you've already come into contact with them?"

"Although I didn't participate deeply in their actions, I did help a lot in other aspects." Spade Eight glanced out the window, "Before, they wanted to risk their lives to send a group of children away from Wuji, and I covered for them... Club Six also participated. Calculating the time, they should have arrived at the Tianshu Realm."

When Chen Ling heard this, her expression was a little strange, but after hesitating for a moment, she still did not tell the news that those children were almost wiped out.

He looked across the street and saw Hongxiu had already left the shop carrying two large bags of baked cakes. He immediately said:

"I should go now. If anyone asks, just say I came to you to fill out a questionnaire."

"Questionnaire..." Spade 8 was stunned, a little confused about Chen Ling's approach.

Chen Ling was about to leave when she suddenly seemed to remember something:

"Where's the thing I gave you last time?"

When the Silver King was still around, Chen Ling was worried that she would be monitored all the time and that the other party would find her archived files, so she took the opportunity of meeting Spade 8 to send the archived files out...

Now that the Silver King is not in Wuji and no one is monitoring him in real time, Chen Ling wants to take this opportunity to enter the era save again.

“Oh, here it is.”

Spade 8 bent down, fumbled under the table leg for a moment, took out a USB flash drive, and handed it to Chen Ling.

"You used such an important thing as a table leg?" Chen Ling was shocked when he saw this scene.

"You don't understand this. Don't forget, this is the territory of the Fire Usurper." Spade 8 laughed.

“As long as the Silver King wants, he can steal any item in this realm at any time, no matter how deep it is hidden… So the best way to hide something is not to protect it, but to make people feel that it is not important, or even ignore its existence.

Would the Silver King have thought that the archives of the Twilight Society would be used as table legs?"

"...makes sense."

The veterans of the Twilight Society are all very smart people!

……

Hongxiu was carrying two large bags of baked cakes and was about to walk into the gate of the private hospital when she saw Chen Ling holding a questionnaire and slowly walking down from above.

"So fast?" Hongxiu was a little surprised.

"This private hospital is about to close down. There is no one inside except the director who was drinking tea. I asked a few questions and then left."

"Oh."

Hongxiu was not interested in Chen Ling's findings at all. She casually threw two large bags to Chen Ling and said, "Here are the things you wanted."

Chen Ling felt the heavy touch and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, "Why are there so many?"

"Isn't this your normal meal size?"

Chen Ling:......

"You just said you were hungry for a day." Hong Xiu frowned and said, "Why? You can't eat anymore?"

"...I can eat it. I just think it's a bit expensive for you to buy so much."

Chen Ling gritted his teeth and opened the two large bags, took out a piece of baked cake from the roadside, stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, and chewed it frantically, looking like a starving ghost.

Then the second piece, the third piece...

Without even a sip of water, Chen Ling finished two large bags of more than 30 scones. By the time she had finished the last few, she even had trouble swallowing. By the time she had finished them all, her eyes were bloodshot.

"Let's go, let's go back." Chen Ling's voice was hoarse like a dying person walking out of the desert.

It was not until then that Hongxiu realized that she had only bought cakes and forgot to buy water... She looked at Chen Ling apologetically, but was too embarrassed to speak, so she nodded and sat back in the passenger seat.

With her lips almost cracked, Chen Ling stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car roared towards the church.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Ling strode into the restaurant, picked up a bottle of water and drank it violently!

After finishing several bottles in a row, he slammed the empty bottle heavily on the table. With his other hand holding a thick stack of questionnaires, his eyes were red as he began to ask the people around him:

"Where's Chitong? Where is Chitong??"

Several maids and fire usurpers were so frightened by this scene that they dared not speak for a moment.

Only one fire usurper responded with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Well, Lord Chi Tong has something to do tonight and is not here."

"Not here?" Chen Ling glanced at the thick questionnaire in his hand, seeming a little disappointed.

"Okay, I'll look for him tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked through the corridor alone to his room.

Seeing this scene, the fire usurper finally breathed a sigh of relief... Chi Tong, who was hiding behind the door and dared not say a word, also breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking like he had escaped a disaster.