Chapter 1008 Fatty Wang’s Sister 7
Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi's attention were instantly drawn over.
The cover of the manual exudes a sense of official seriousness, which makes people feel guilty and straighten their backs unconsciously.
Wang Yueyao motioned for them to look for themselves while briefly explaining: "The Special Management Bureau is responsible for 'special beings' like you, as well as those strange and bizarre things.
For example, those who can control fire and water, and turn stone into gold;
For example, there are fox spirits and tree spirits who have cultivated into spirits in the mountains. Zhang Qilin, as a native of Northeast China, you must know the Five Immortals of the Northeast.
For example, the ability to fly over rooftops and walls, and even transform into living people;
For example, the real monsters, elves, Taoist priests and monks that you have heard of...
As long as it is beyond common sense, it is their responsibility.”
Hei Xiazi picked up the manual, and raised his eyebrows behind his sunglasses: "So, sister, your 'one good deed a day' represents the organization's care?"
He quickly flipped through a few pages. There were various registration procedures, ability classifications, codes of conduct, confidentiality regulations, and penalties for violating the regulations. It was very complete, so this organization must have existed for a long time.
"On my own behalf." Wang Yueyao corrected, pointing to the manual, "However, if you want to 'help', you have to stay within the framework.
The existence of the Special Management Bureau is to draw a path and provide insurance for us "abnormal" people and things.
Of course, it is also to prevent some people who think they are Long Aotian from doing evil. Those people think they are gods because they have special abilities, and many of them have been killed.
It is also to prevent you from being undisciplined like headless flies, or being manipulated as pawns by certain people (such as Wu Sanxing).”
Thinking of this, Wang Yueyao nodded Zhang Qilin's head.
Zhang Qiling pretended not to know that his sister was talking about him. He took the manual and flipped through it quickly.
His focus is on "registration of special ethnic groups and protection of their rights",
"Abnormal Area Exploration Specifications",
The chapters such as "Process of Handling Historical Issues" pause for a moment.
It also scanned the "measures for dealing with violations of basic human ethics and serious harmful behaviors."
This manual, like a huge and clear net, brings these beings who are free from the secular world into a system with rules and boundaries.
"So," Hei Xia Zi said with envy, "Sister, your 'sincerity' is not only personal, but also backed by official background? No wonder you are so confident."
How come the blind man never encountered such a good thing?
He finally understood that the ability Wang Yueyao displayed and the confidence she had in making promises probably came not only from herself, but also from her close ties with this "Special Management Bureau", and she might even be a high-level figure in it.
"Background is background, and help is help." Wang Yueyao knocked on the table.
“The manual tells you that there are rules for this matter, and you can’t just do it randomly.
Zhang Qilin's memories involve certain forbidden places or ancient secrets.
The Special Management Bureau has a special "Historical Issues Handling Group" and "Abnormal Area Exploration Permit".
We can provide resources and support to prevent you from running around like a headless fly or crossing the wrong red line. "
She looked at Hei Xia Zi again and said, "You want to cure your eyesight? The Special Management Bureau has the most advanced biomedical research department and archives of extraordinary people.
Research and treatment plans for various curses, blood defects, and energy backlash.
It's a hundred times better than groping around on your own.
Moreover, the formal channels are safe and secure.”
She added pointedly, "It's better than some people sneaking around looking for Taoist priests or experts, only to find crooked melons and jujubes. You have to know that all the good things are in the national bowl."
Fatty Wang nodded vigorously at the side: "That's right! Those who are capable are not among the crowd, because the country will not let you waste your abilities.
Isn’t it said that smart children contribute to the country, while stupid children stay at home.
Sister, do you think I need to register my ability? "
Wang Yueyao rolled her eyes at him and said, "Your ability is at best a 'special skills talent' and is under the jurisdiction of the Gourmet Association, not the Special Management Bureau!"
Zhang Qiling put down the manual silently.
He got it.
Wang Yueyao's "help" is not an empty promise, but provides a safer and more efficient way to solve the problem within the framework of official rules.
The existence of the Special Management Bureau is like a double-edged sword. It is both a constraint and a shelter and resource.
"So," Hei Xiazi raised his lips, "What should sister do next?"
"The first step," Wang Yueyao stood up swiftly, "is to make a basic registration and filing of your situation according to the manual requirements.
Don't worry, they are all confidential.
Then, I will help you contact the corresponding team leader.
As for the specific plans and support..."
She looked at the two of them, “It depends on how urgent you are.
The Special Management Bureau will also deduct points based on your value. I will deduct the points from you this time, and you can make up for it next time."
It’s not easy to get points from the Special Management Bureau, but they are very useful.
There is nothing it doesn't have, only things you can't think of.
For example, bath water made from thousand-year-old ginseng is a hot commodity.
Of course, if you want to live forever, then get lost!
They won't use good things themselves.
Zhang Qiling nodded and said yes, he would work hard to earn points.
Hei Xiazi also nodded, with a sense of relief and expectation: "Okay! I, a blind man, will entrust my eyes and dumb brain to you and the great Special Management Bureau!
Do I need to sign, seal, and put my fingerprints on it?
Blind man, cooperate at any time! "
Wang Yueyao shook her head and took out two other forms: "Application Form for Non-Staff Personnel of the Special Management Bureau!"
Zhang Qilin: . . .
Black Bear: ...
"No, sister, how can the blind and the mute be non-staff members?"
After all, he is a regular employee, why is he a temporary worker?
They are very powerful.
Wang Yueyao: "You are only powerful in the world of ordinary people. Perhaps you can also choose to be a special operations coach, because this coach is to teach soldiers to kill the enemy at all costs.
Don’t think about the rest.
Non-humans have nothing to do with you.
That’s a job for the Special Operations Group.”
Just fill it out obediently.
What am I thinking about? Day after day, I am thinking about beautiful things.
"All staff members of the Special Management Bureau have to take exams. You, um, don't let your imagination run wild."
Just hang out with normal people.
You know, mixed-bloods, well, you guys are not mixed very well, the kind that are neither tasty nor worth throwing away.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
Black Bear: ...
I feel like I've been scolded.
Woohoo.
Been cursing all day.
"By the way, sister, how old are you?"
Hei Xiazi's words hit Wang Yueyao's sore spot very well: "Get lost."
I was born in 1890, so you guys don’t mind calling me sister.
Zhang Qilin and Wang Yueban looked at each other and turned away. Yueyue didn’t dare to ask this question.
But what about the problem of the Nine Gates?
This involves the issue of internal circulation of cultural relics.
At night, in the room, Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi slept on the same bed this time. The dark blue "Special Management Bureau Manual" lay quietly between them, and the national emblem on the cover shone with a calm luster under the moonlight.
It is no longer just a book of rules, but a symbol of a brand new road that slowly unfolds in front of Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi.
They will have a bright future in the future.
The people who were following them were paralyzed when they saw the police station, not to mention that the residential area was so clean that one could tell from afar that it was a police station.
They don’t dare to go because they are afraid that they will never be able to come back.
Wu Sanxing: . . . .
They must be sick. It doesn't matter what their occupations are, how dare they live in such a place?
nerve!
He was so angry that he drank a big gulp of hot water and got scalded.
Jie Lianhuan: No wonder when he got the news that Wang Yueban and his sister were not to be messed with, he thought that they were just two people, so there was no need to mess with them.
It turns out this is the one that shouldn't be messed with.
Buddy: . . . .