âYes.â For some reason, Iâm restrained and a little sadâitâs almost indescribable. Itâs as if someone had punched my nose. My eyes are sore and Iâm about to cry.
I can understand the restraint. Apart from a few people, most ordinary people would definitely be rather cautious when facing the police. Iâm no exception.
But why do I have the sudden urge to cry?
These emotional changes and fluctuations are beyond my expectations.
From what I know, such a situation wouldnât even happen to an extremely sensitive artistic youth.
Could this be the side effects of the Assassin potion?
Is this the price for obtaining superpowers?
I blink and control my emotions. Then, I hear Officer Deng say, âYour temporary living permitâŠâ
Before he can finish, another officer whispers, âCaptain, itâs called a residence permit now. Youâve forgotten againâŠâ
âYes, yes, yes. I forgot.â Officer Deng wasnât embarrassed at all. He smiled and said to me, âWhereâs your residence permit?â
âI didnât apply for it.â I didnât lie, nor do I wish to lie.
âThis wonât do.â Officer Deng shook his head. âAlthough we wonât do anything to you because you donât have a residence permit, this is still rather important. Before you become a permanent resident here, if your child wants to study in a public kindergarten here, a residence permit is required.â
âI donât even have a girlfriend.â I smirk forcefully but politely again.
Needless to say, I donât have children.
âEven for you as an individual, a residence permit is very important. As you know, itâs very difficult to settle down in our city. Apart from special talents that we let in or people who take different paths, your residence permit, under normal circumstances, needs eh⊠a few years. Anyway, itâs a few years before youâre qualified to apply for settlement. This is as important as paying for social security.â Officer Deng added.
This makes me feel the concern of an elder. I donât argue with him and nod.
âYes, Iâll get it done this week.â
Officer Deng smiled and said, âOpposite to your compound is a police station that can help you in the residential application.â
He then looks at me.
âBy the way, in the past two to three months, an illegal religion has been illegally proselytizing in the city. They also use the classic multi-level marketing techniques. They use more modern terms like a âFully Automatic Wishing Machineâ to entice ordinary people to walk the path of evil. If you encounter them, make sure to be careful and remember to report it to us.â
Fully Automatic Wishing Machine⊠My heart skips a beat at the mention of it.
It sounds very similar to a vending machine.
However, no one tried to proselytize to me back then!
ââŠOkay.â I donât dare to show any hesitation. I think for a second before answering.
âThank you for your cooperation.â Officer Deng doesnât say anything else as he smiles and puts away the tiny notebook in his hand.
Just as he turns around halfway, he suddenly stops.
âBy the way, I forgot something.â
For some reason, my eyes blur upon hearing that.
âItâs a joint tenancy, right? Whoâs living in the other room?â Officer Deng asks in a mellow voice.
I close my eyes and calm my fluctuating emotions.
âItâs a couple.â
âA lady with the surname Sia, and her overseas boyfriend.â
âI see.â Officer Deng nods. âRemember to remind them to register their residence.â
âAlright.â I watch as Officer Deng turns around.
Only then do I see the officer standing behind him.
His black hair and green eyes make him look like a celebrity.
Green eyes? Heâs mixed blood? Or is he wearing colored contacts? I mumble inwardly.
The green-eyed officer looks at me for a few seconds before suddenly smiling.
âThat evil cultâs means are more secretive than you can imagine. Itâs very hard to defend against them.
âAt times, you wonât need to pay any price to benefit from them, but believe me, you will definitely suffer immensely in the future.â
My heart palpitates when I hear this fellow. I recall the Assassin potion and the âLeap of Faithâ I obtained.
I got it for five yuan.
Could it really be that cult?
What do they want from me after giving me superpowers?
âI understand. Iâll make a report.â I try hard not to show my fear as I reply to the green-eyed police officer.
After sending them off, I return to the cramped guest room and sit down on the bed. I face the computer desk as I contemplate over what happened today.
It doesnât make much sense.
If that vending machine really was created by that cult, thereâs no need for them to hide. If they give every believer a bottle like the Assassin beverage, then they can rule the world!
Perhaps, there are restrictions?
But an organization that can obtain superpowers is definitely not simple. Itâs not something the likes of ordinary cults can achieve.
But whatâs the point of giving me superpowers?
To get a fighter?
Itâs not like Iâd go. If they dare to look for me, I-Iâll dare to call the police!
Money?
Iâm just from an ordinary family in a small city. Although my family has a place to stay, in order to provide for my other two siblings, my parents havenât managed to save up much money. It wasnât until Benson and I started working that our family situation improved slightlyâŠ
After some thought, I pick up my phone and tap open WeChat. I find my brother, Benson Zhou, who works as a civil servant.
âB, did you offend anyone recently?â I send a message.
B is the nickname I gave Benson. It stems from the âBâ in his name since heâs balding.
âWho can I offend?â Very quickly, Benson replies. âIâm just a puny civil servant. I work cautiously every day, and Iâm not a politician. I donât even serve the public at a window. Who can I offend?â
Before I can respond, he sends another message:
âWhatâs wrong? What happened?â
âI encountered something that I suspect to be fraud, but I donât have anything worth being scammed of,â I reason.
Benson replies one line at a time:
âNo matter how poor a person is, thereâs still value in scamming them.
âWho doesnât have any friends or family? If you donât have money, canât you borrow it? Borrow from the people around you or on the Internet. Get all kinds of micro-loans, and that adds up to a huge sum.
âBesides, you still have your body. Canât you sell your kidney, cornea, and blood?
âBesides, there are many female clubs nowadays. Who knows which customer would like your typeâŠâ
âWTF, stop scaring me.â After sending this text, I quickly add, âThankfully I didnât take the hit.â
I donât want Benson to worry about my drinking of the Assassin beverage.
I have to be careful. I need to immediately make a report to the police for any abnormalities around me.
After chatting for a while, Benson reminds me:
âAnyway, donât be greedy. Also, Sa Sa will be here before school starts. Remember to pick her up.â
âGot it.â I send him a popular emoji.
Itâs a monocle-wearing emoji: ?
After ending the conversation, I lose the urge to continue attempting the leap of faith. I sit by the bed, feeling a little frightened and worried.
After a while, I subconsciously pick up my phone and look at WeChat and QQ.
Among them, one of the QQ group chats has plenty of messages.
It was a group that I built because we play horror and mystery games. Itâs called the Tarot Club, and itâs filled with other netizens.
I take a quick scan at it and see someone named The Star send a message:
âEveryone, be careful. A mysterious cult has appeared.â