Olivia, wearing a brown plaid beret, poured hot coffee into Sean's mug.
In order not to attract attention, she has changed her silver hair to reddish brown. Her smooth and bright hair is slightly curled at the end, which makes her face cute and charming. Wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a tartan skirt that matches the hat, she looks quite like an assistant...
"Thank you, Ollie." Sean felt particularly at ease with Ms. Wind Chime by his side.
Dal Finch's proudest masterpiece smiled slightly, stepped back and continued to work on some arrangements.
At this time, Sean had already decided in his mind the direction of his first manuscript.
In order to write this article, he needed to go out and do some visiting. However, it was almost noon now, so he decided to have lunch before going out.
Sean took out the aluminum lunch box and opened it. Inside was three pieces of fried chicken drumstick sandwich arranged neatly.
The fat and tender chicken is fried to a golden brown, and the green of the vegetables, the red of the tomatoes, and the white of the onions look mouth-watering.
"Even the bread has been toasted..." Sean raised his eyebrows with relief, "Aaliyah is so attentive."
He hummed softly, picked up the first sandwich in his left hand, and picked up Traveler's Weekly in his right hand to read.
Soon, he saw a message in the current affairs section that he was very interested in——
“The New Landal Divine Court’s special investigation into Ocean City has come to an end.
“It is confirmed that the vicious incident was planned and implemented by the former mayor Fuller Verne.
"Verne has been confirmed dead, and the Divine Palace has temporarily canceled its plan to launch a military attack on Ocean City."
The things that Sean had been worried about have not happened for the time being——
After Kluwetan successfully completed the "Dream Child" plan, Ocean City, as the "incubation hotbed" for the revival of the evil god, will no longer be attacked by the divine court.
This is also in line with Tesler's previous expectations. The Kluvitans were empty and Verne was dead. It was obviously meaningless to attack an undersea city with a submarine guard.
Putting the last piece of the first sandwich into his mouth, Sean moved his thumb away from the edge of the article. His weak spiritual vision, which had been turned on, saw a small, glowing purple "" next to the title of the article. Exploring Eye" logo.
This means that for this report, there is also "in-depth content" available for those in the mystery industry.
If you want to see this part of the content, you need to have a corresponding level of soul size and fully open your spiritual vision to view it.
"Traveler's Weekly" is one of the properties under the Explorers Association. The surface content of this newspaper is similar to other newspapers of the same type, but the in-depth content can only be seen by Explorers.
In order to ensure that confidential information circulating in the industry will not cause panic, in-depth reports are printed in a special way and can only be browsed by explorers.
There is a blue eye of exploration next to the title, which means that the in-depth report of this article can be viewed by Jack level; the purple eye of exploration can only be viewed by those who have reached Queen level.
Sean shook the newspaper and easily opened his eyesight.
The world in my vision has changed.
At this moment, the New Testament reporter could not only see the spiritual debris that had been peeled off in the air due to various soul actions and floated aimlessly, but some of the soul traces left in this room before also appeared like stains.
The traces of this office are quite normal - it means that there have been no vendettas, evil rituals, hosting of evil spirits and other incidents that may cause haunting here.
As for the report just now, the words printed with conventional ink have disappeared, and the lines of words glowing with purple light have surfaced like fluorescent fish hiding underwater.
"Sarah Nash, a senior field staff member directly under the Holy Court and the Holy Court Investigation Bureau, has been confirmed to be missing in Ocean City."
"The 58-year-old 'sculptor' went to the underwater city in order to track down the illegal activities of a banned organization."
“This matter should be related to the evil god’s resurgence incident.
“The Holy Court requires members of the association who go to Ocean City or any related area to assist in the search for Sarah Nash’s whereabouts. Those who provide valuable information will be rewarded by the Holy Court.
Gu Zhi "But please note that all explorers: you are not allowed to ask or pursue information related to Sarah Nash's mission."
After exiting the visionary state, Sean folded the newspaper and placed it on the table.
"There is no doubt that when completing Kluwetan, Milton killed him, making Sarah Nash the first victim of the Salvation Cult when Kluwetan was resurrected...
"Ocean City is safe for now. Nikolai Tesler can continue to clean up the local residents in peace.
"The crackdown on Kluwetan beliefs within the country will also remain high-pressure."
Under the guise of modern gods, the old masters who control the power of dreams have once again conquered people's hearts. They have not yet set off a too terrifying wave around the world...
It was just a "little fuss" that used dreams to spawn some crazy believers who were contaminated with the dreamy green of the deep sea.
It's not a huge fire, but more like a smoldering fire on the ground.
Sean, whose rank was still limited, didn't know what Kluwetan was planning.
He could only keep his head down, trying not to get involved in that level of struggle, and before the storm that was bound to come...
Run everything well.
After exhaling and taking his mind away from the overly large and wild narrative, Sean continued to enjoy his lunch.
After finishing the sandwich and the cup of coffee, Sean lay on the sofa and took a nap - the clone Shawshank was waiting peacefully in the unknown spiritual world.
Opening his eyes again, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Sean tidied up his appearance in the bathroom, walked to the door, picked up his hat and coat, and walked out of the office...
Driving to the vicinity of "Donald's Brewery" in the lower city, as an independent reporter, he interviewed many workers who stayed in nearby coffee shops or pubs during their breaks.
Sean, who has a "function", can open up the conversation of those simple workers with just a few greetings or a glass of wheat beer...
He easily obtained some of the information he wanted and rushed back to his office before the sun set.
"Interviewing" may be difficult for new entrants.
But for him, it was as easy as breathing.
After sitting at the desk and flexing his fingers, he struck the typewriter in front of him and began to write down the manuscript he had already prepared in his mind.
In the new office, he has no plans to use his ectoplasmic tentacles to type for the time being - for a hidden purpose, he wants to make this "independent reporter's office" that will provide articles for major newspapers in the future have a more earthly feel...
And extending out the twelve ectoplasmic fingers, once again challenging the typing speed limit of Dr. Cullen's typewriter?
Let’s forget it for now…
"The first manuscript to be drafted..."
Also from the information I heard last night - "Brewery worker died suddenly due to overtime work".
“In recent years, the media has been trying to find ways to dig out dirty information in the business field...
“This type of news is very popular with newspapers.
"Of course I won't attack those 'big guys' in Luo Family for the time being.
“However, black-hearted enterprises like Donald Brewery…
"Sean Dickinson can still have a good time."
An independent journalist from Leon who upholds justice and journalistic justice, Sean plans to use this persona to haunt the world.
