The Watchmen's Guild soon had a team to clean up the aftermath.

In such a huge association, there are not only watchmen, but also many ordinary people who are in charge of logistics, intelligence, communications, medical care, and so on.

At this time, the people who cleaned up the aftermath also reported to the headquarters of the association.

"The identity of the deceased is Sojiro Yamamoto, who is one of the people who disappeared in Kanagawa three years ago, and now according to the analysis of the corpse, it should have been replaced by most of the body and personality of the eye demon in the alien demons, and its provisional level is A-class ......"

The logistics staff are constantly reporting the situation while cleaning the scene.

"The corpse of the demon does not have a source core, and it is estimated that it has been taken by the watchmen on the scene...... Okay, we'll bring the corpse back to the association as well......"

The aftermath staff came a little late, and the eyeballs thrown by the deacon at the last moment of his life had already traveled dozens of kilometers down the sewers.

Then, the eyeball was intercepted by the Truth Society, and it was normal for them to stay in the sewers for the remnants of their group that had been exterminated.

After getting used to the smell of the sewer, I even felt that the sewer felt really good.

There is no need to pay rent, accommodation is free, and there is no need to spend your life savings to buy this worthless reinforced concrete, which has almost no drawbacks except for being a little wet, which is a beautiful thing to stay in the sewer.

And today, while they were waiting for news from the deacon, they saw an eyeball floating on the sewage exuding the breath of a great being.

"That's, that's the deacon's eyeball!" Someone recognized it, quickly picked up the eyeball, and handed it to the chief steward in the sewer.

And the chief steward was also pale at this time, seeing this eyeball, he had already realized that the deacon was probably more than lucky, this was his last information, and it was also the information he brought to the truth with his life.

He really, the steward cried to death.

So he immediately began to decipher the information inside the eyeball, and the eyeball turned into thick water.

The message was short, just a short sentence.

"Monster, go to the subspace and ask the Dread Demon King!"

The manager was full of question marks, and then it took a long time to understand what the deacon was trying to convey.

"That monster can make the Dreadlord born early!" The steward's heart instantly became excited, fearing the incarnation of the Demon King was their greatest plan, their lifelong dream, and their truth.

This matter must be reported, and then send more people to capture or kill that guest as quickly as possible, and there can be no ambiguity about anything about the Dreadlord Lord, especially since this information is exchanged for the lives of his beloved relatives and brothers!

Since his A-level brothers are all destined for this, then next time, at least 3 A-level ...... No, be on the safe side, ask the Sect Master to send 5 A-level or above people, or a super A-level person who can merge with the Great Being with a high degree of adaptability.

"Good brother Yamamoto, you wait, wait for my brother and I will take revenge on you!" The steward looked at the eyes that had disappeared into thick water, and only one last sigh remained.

If all his subordinates had the consciousness of Brother Yamamoto, why would the Truth Society not be revived, and their plan to assist the great gods of subspace would not be completed, but look at what is in the Truth Society now.

Wine bags, rice bags, death-fearing people, and debaucherous waste, how can they accomplish their great plans by working with these insects.

"Brother Yamamoto, I understand you, when I complete this feat, I should be able to be promoted to vicar, and then I will completely make the truth pure, I will see our truth, Brother Yamamoto, wait for me." The steward sighed, and threw the eyeball into the sewer one last time.

Brother Yamamoto once said that when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, he would think about the days when he would have to pay his rent, and he once handed over more than half of his salary to his landlord just to stay in Tokyo and become a social animal.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with living in the sewers, at least for free.

So, in the end, the director let this brother of mine live in the sewers forever, and he will inherit the mission and take over the mission.

……

Qiao Shuya was still a little confused at this time, but in fact, the focus was not on why Yuan Zhiai lived in his house.

Weining's office is very large, a three-storey one, not to mention this little girl, it's no problem to live in three or four.

even let her live on the third floor, and Qiao Shuya lived on the first floor by herself, so she wouldn't have much contact in her usual life.

It's just that why it always feels a little strange.

Tomorrow, the FBI will knock on the door and say, "The FBI opens the door."

After all, he is now a male high school student and a guy who looks like an elementary school student, and the neighbors around him will call the police, right?

Alas, Qiao Shuya has reason to suspect that the president and Uncle Li were afraid of trouble so they threw Yuan Zhiai's Lori JK to him, especially the president, but he didn't expect him, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be so cheating in secret.

At this time, it was late at night, and TV Tokyo was showing a special drama.

Qiao Shuya was lying on the bed watching the late-night special effects drama and eating snacks, and suddenly seemed to realize a little problem.

"I seem to have been broken just now? My 633rd floor was passively broken by a stone? Qiao Shuya sat up for a moment, and suddenly felt that this was a very serious question.

The defense was broken, although it was only broken a little bit, and the amount of blood dropped was restored in a few seconds, but it was indeed broken, so even the damage reduction of 633 would be broken by a stone.

"It seems that this passive is mainly to add damage and speed, and the damage reduction effect is really not enough, but fortunately, I didn't have waves before, stabilize my experience, and secretly stack passives, it seems that I can't wave again if I have less than 2000 floors!"

Qiao Shuya felt that he might still have to be passive above the 2000th floor to be safe, and now he is still too weak and has no strength, and he was actually broken by just one stone.

Thinking like this, Qiao Shuya fell asleep with happy water, and the TV was still a late-night special drama......

……

The next day, Qiao Shuya looked at the calendar and found that the small days passed quite quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it's almost time to go to school.

At that time, he seems to be going to become a bitter senior dog, although he is not ready to study seriously in this life, how can learning be passive and fun.

Besides, he died not long after he was admitted to the power grid in his previous life, and he still had to study hard in this life, so didn't he learn in vain in his previous life. Can't come, can't come......

Besides, he is already a rice worm in the Watchmen Association, he can mix well even if he drops out of school, and he can even secretly eat the rice in the Watchmen Association, but it is only because of the requirements that his adoptive mother gave him when he was still alive that he decided to at least graduate.

"School is in session, and the progress of the stack will slow down when the time comes, alas...... Graduate early and become a full-time rice worm......" Qiao Shuya looked at the calendar, hoping that he would have better luck during this time and see if he could stack the passive to the 650th floor before the start of school.

Demons, I beg you to come and get acquainted with each other......