Chapter 954: The Rat Party

"That's right."

Spade 8 rubbed the surface of the desk with his fingertips. "Spade 7 was originally from the Wuji Domain. 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 beds, non-instrumental surgical environment...

As expected of Chu Muyun's hospital, the personal style was indeed fully realized. Chen Ling thought to himself.

"Then where is he now?"

"I don't know, anyway, he's not in the Wuji Domain." Spade 8 paused for a moment. "The only Twilight Society members still trapped in this domain should be you and me... If it weren't for your sudden appearance, I would still be locked in the cathedral."

Chen Ling nodded slightly. "Fortunately, now that you are hiding in this hospital under an assumed name, you shouldn't be discovered in the short term."

"That's not necessarily true. Every once in a while, the King of Silver's people will conduct a search, and they will definitely come to check this hospital then... They want to find the traces of the Rat Party."

"The Rat Party?"

"They are the remnants of the original Witchcraft Association." Spade 8 explained. "After the King of Silver's power took control of the Wuji Domain, he has been trying to eradicate those wizards scattered among the people. But the Witchcraft Path is mysterious and unpredictable, with many paths. Their ranks may not be high, but their methods are definitely numerous...

These wizards were forced to lose their living space bit by bit, and in the end, they could only hide among the people of the Wuji Domain, hiding from the world, never seeing the light of day, so they call themselves the Rat Party."

"So that's it, but this name is really..."

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

Other people's resistance forces had names that were more domineering than the last, such as the Heaven and Earth Society, but this was the first time he had heard of a group comparing themselves to "rats"... It could only be said that these wizards had quite a sense of humor, even when forced into a desperate situation, they still had the leisure to mock themselves for fun.

"Although those wizards call themselves 'rats,' what they are doing is greater than the sun... If you have the opportunity to contact them later, you can help them appropriately. They have it very hard." Spade 8 said with a serious face.

"Looking at it this way, you have already contacted them?"

"Although I haven't deeply participated in their actions, I have indeed helped a lot in other aspects." Spade 8 looked out the window. "Before, they wanted to risk their lives to send a group of children out of Wuji, and I provided cover for them... Plum 6 also participated. Calculating the time, they should have already arrived at the Tian-Shu Domain."

Hearing this, Chen Ling's expression was a bit strange, but after hesitating for a moment, he didn't tell him the news that those children had almost been wiped out.

He looked across the street and saw that Hong Xiu had already left the shop with two large bags of roasted cakes, so he immediately said:

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

"Survey...?" Spade 8 was stunned, a bit unable to grasp Chen Ling's approach.

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

"Where is the thing I gave you last time?"

Before, when the King of Silver was still there, Chen Ling was worried that he was being monitored at all times and that the other party would discover his era archive, so he took the opportunity of meeting with Spade 8 to send the archive out...

Now that the King of Silver was not in Wuji and no one was monitoring him in real-time, Chen Ling wanted to take this opportunity to enter the era archive again.

"Oh, here."

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

"Such an important thing, and you used it to prop up the table leg???" Chen Ling saw this and had a shocked expression.

"You don't understand this. Don't forget, this is the Fire-Tamperer's territory." Spade 8 laughed.

"As long as the King of Silver wants, he can steal any item in this domain at any time, no matter how deeply it is hidden... So the best way to hide something is not to protect it, but to make people think it's unimportant, or even ignore its existence.

Would the King of Silver think that the era archive of the dignified Twilight Society would be used to prop up a table leg?"

"...That makes sense."

The old seniors of the Twilight Society are all clever people!

……

Hong Xiu was carrying two large bags of roasted cakes and was about to walk into the gate of the private hospital when she saw Chen Ling walking down slowly with a survey in his hand.

"So fast?" Hong Xiu was a bit surprised.

"This private hospital is almost out of business, there's no one there, just a dean drinking tea inside. I asked a few simple questions and left."

"Oh."

Hong Xiu was not interested in Chen Ling's survey results at all and threw the two large bags to Chen Ling casually. "The things you wanted."

Chen Ling felt the heavy touch and his mouth twitched slightly. "Why so much?"

"Isn't this your normal appetite?"

Chen Ling: ...

"You just said you were hungry for a day." Hong Xiu frowned. "What? Can't eat it now?"

"...I can eat it, I just think that you buying so much is really a bit of a waste."

Chen Ling bit the bullet and opened the two large bags. He took out a roasted cake on the side of the road and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, chewing frantically, looking like a starving ghost.

Then the second piece, the third piece...

He didn't drink a drop of water in between, and Chen Ling stubbornly finished the two large bags of more than thirty roasted cakes. By the last few, he even had difficulty swallowing. By the time he finished it all, his eyes were full of bloodshot veins.

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

Only then did Hong Xiu realize that she had bought the cakes but forgotten 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.

Chen Ling, with his almost cracked lips, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car rushed toward the cathedral with a roar.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Ling strode into the restaurant, picked up a bottle of water, and poured it wildly into his mouth!

After drinking several bottles in a row, he slammed the empty bottle onto the table heavily. His other hand held a thick stack of surveys, his eyes were red, and he began to ask the people around him:

"Where is Chi Tong? Where is Chi Tong??"

Several maids and Fire-Tamperers were scared silly by this scene and didn't dare to speak for a while.

Only one Fire-Tamperer's mouth twitched slightly, and he responded: "Um, Lord Chi Tong has something to do tonight, he's not here."

"Not here?" Chen Ling looked at the thick survey in his hand, seeming a bit disappointed.

"Fine, then I'll look for him tomorrow."

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

Seeing this scene, the Fire-Tamperer finally breathed a long sigh of relief... Also breathing a sigh of relief was Chi Tong, who was hiding behind the door and didn't dare to make a sound. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking like he had escaped a disaster.