Atlas of Heaven and Man

"Someone is specially assigned to handle them?"

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised by Old Qi's statement. Ordinary people can't withstand the encroachment of urban legends, especially with prolonged exposure, which is even more dangerous. However, it's hard to say for sure, as this is the Central City, and there might be some countermeasures in place.

He asked, "Are they from a government department?"

Old Qi replied, "No, it's not like that. These unusual commissions always involve bizarre things that we clients know to avoid, but there's a group of people who specialize in taking on these kinds of commissions.

However, they don't seem to do a very good job. I know of one place where they went but failed to resolve the issue, yet the commission status is marked as completed on the request form."

Speaking of this, his tone carried a hint of disgust and rejection, "And in some places they've been, people have simply disappeared, yet no one investigates. Still, they manage to complete these commissions."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment. From this perspective, these people are very influential, and their methods might be very unscrupulous. The unusual commissions he saw earlier have suddenly disappeared, likely taken by these people.

Old Qi asked with a hint of anticipation, "Little Brother Chen, can you really handle these unusual commissions?"

Chen Chuan said, "The origins and conditions of urban legends are complex, and I can't handle all of them, but back in Yangzhi City, they would always come to me first to deal with such incidents."

"That's good then."

Old Qi thought for a moment and said, "There are many unusual commissions. We can try to find some overlooked ones. You don't have to worry about the trivial details; I'll take care of everything. You just focus on handling the anomalies."

Chen Chuan looked at him, seeing his excitement, and reminded him, "Old Qi, I didn't know anyone else was doing this before. From what you've said, this group shouldn't be simple. You need to think carefully about this."

Old Qi knew in his heart that this group must have turned the unusual commissions into their own business, preventing others from interfering. Doing a few deals secretly might be okay, but if they do too many, they might come looking for trouble. Chen Chuan might not be affected, but he could be targeted.

However, he had debts, his daughter's tuition was still owed, and Chen Chuan had paid his fine. Moreover, because of this matter, the company would have a record, and clients would likely avoid him upon checking. He definitely wouldn't have any work to do recently, so he might as well follow Chen Chuan and earn a few bucks to get through the immediate difficulties.

He said with feigned ease, "Little Brother Chen, I've thought it over. If we only do a few, they won't notice."

Chen Chuan said, "Old Qi, you know the Central City better than I do. Be careful."

Old Qi chuckled and said, "I've been in this business for nearly twenty years. I know what I'm doing." He then pressed his neck, and an orange light flashed in his eyes: "Little Brother Chen, let me treat you to a meal. I'll check for these types of commissions and get back to you soon."

Chen Chuan didn't refuse and said, "Alright."

Old Qi was short on cash and couldn't afford anything too fancy, so they ordered some snacks from a roadside food cart. Chen Chuan didn't care about these things. He could even eat tasteless nutrient paste, so anything with a bit of flavor was delicious to him.

Old Qi was a little embarrassed at first, fearing that Chen Chuan would be disgusted, but seeing Chen Chuan eating one bite after another made him hungry too, and he began to gobble down his food. After finishing a bowl of fried noodles, he felt alive again. He then started a conversation, "Little Brother Chen, how old are you?"

Chen Chuan said, "Seventeen." Counting the traditional Chinese way, he was actually eighteen, but he didn't care about a year or two. The people he dealt with often overlooked his age anyway.

"Seventeen years old, so young. I have a daughter, thirteen years old, already in middle school. She's doing very well in her studies." When he spoke of his daughter, the originally somewhat颓废 middle-aged man showed a smile on his face, and his eyes lit up.

Just as he was speaking, he saw a contact flashing on his interface. His spirits lifted, and he said, "It's here." He immediately answered, and a voice rang in his ear: "Old Qi, what do you want these unusual commissions for?"

Old Qi said, "I'm looking for them for a client. He's interested in them and wants to satisfy his curiosity. If you have any definite ones, send them over."

"Is that so? Old Qi, let me tell you, don't get involved in these commissions. The Jin Xia group is not to be trifled with. They have the shadow of the Moss Gang behind them and are also connected to those above."

Old Qi said casually, "I know, I'm just satisfying my client's curiosity."

The voice on the other end softened a little and said earnestly, "Old Qi, you're not alone now. Think about Xiao Qi before doing anything."

"Okay."

Old Qi ended the call and immediately received several unusual commissions, which he forwarded to Chen Chuan's interface.

"Little Brother Chen, look, these are all unusual commissions. I had someone check them, and they're definitely confirmed."

Chen Chuan said, "Let me take a look first."

Old Qi looked at him, smiled, and said, "Little Brother Chen, I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, unusual is unusual, and the secret society is the secret society. I can tell the difference."

Chen Chuan was a little surprised, "Old Qi, you know about this too?" Most people can't distinguish between the two.

"Hey, everyone has a young age, right? I was trendy back then and went to the secret society's circle, even learned a few tricks from people, but later I felt it wasn't good and quit." Old Qi said, his tone filled with唏嘘.

Chen Chuan glanced at the requests. They included both the exact location of the incidents and descriptions of what happened before and after. They were far more detailed than what he had seen when searching on his own. Just from what he saw, he could tell that they were most likely related to urban legends. Now, the target was very clear.

He said, "Old Qi, thank you."

"Brother Chen, you're too polite," Old Qi said to him. "You've helped me so much and pointed me to a way to make money. I should be thanking you."

Chen Chuan knew that the "below" he was talking about was the vast underground slum. No one knew how many people lived there. The order of the Central City couldn't reach there at all, so it was conceivable that secret cults were rampant there.

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After driving for a while, the car finally couldn't go any further. The two got out of the car and walked along the uneven road, which was covered with various boards and gravel on the muddy ground.

Following the Realm Badge's instructions, they advanced three or four hundred meters and arrived at a circle of simple shacks. Chen Chuan paused slightly at this moment because he saw a trace of virtualization appearing on his Second Me.

Although secret cults can also cause virtualization, it's not like this. He patted his ear and closed the Realm Badge. The following things cannot be recorded. After all, it's bypassing the platform to do the request. The less trouble, the better.

Although his previous conversation with Old Qi may have been recorded, he had learned the regulations. Chatting is just chatting and cannot be used as evidence. Without proof of implementation, it doesn't count as a violation.

Of course, this was just in case. In fact, no one would pursue this kind of thing except for the relevant stakeholders. Even the few people he had encountered before who were trafficking organs, no one went to catch them.

Old Qi spotted one of the shacks and said, "It's this one. The request was issued by the person living here. Brother Chen, I'm the client. I'm a professional at this kind of thing. Let me talk to them. You wait outside."

Chen Chuan said, "Okay, then I'll wait here."

Old Qi gave him a reassuring gesture, straightened his clothes, and walked inside. After about ten minutes, he came out again.

He returned to Chen Chuan and said, "Brother Chen, I've asked clearly. It's the same as the description in the platform request."

Chen Chuan nodded. To put it simply, the request was about a pair of brothers whose parents died early. The older brother dropped out of school to join a gang to take care of his younger brother's studies. The younger brother's grades were also good, and he was about to make it. However, the older brother died in a gang conflict.

This was undoubtedly a blow to the younger brother, but a few days later, the younger brother discovered that his dead older brother had come back to life. Although he couldn't speak or move, he just stood there watching him every day.

He knew that this was strange and initially wanted to hide it, but it was soon discovered by the neighbors, and they found that the surrounding plants began to wither on a large scale, and the cats and dogs they raised also died. They came to persuade him to bury the person.

Although the younger brother was reluctant, he knew in his heart that this was not right, so he buried the person with the neighbors. However, the matter did not end there. The previous signs still existed. Now the people in the shantytown were not happy and demanded that he burn the body.

However, the younger brother firmly disagreed and picked up his brother's gun to guard there. In order to solve this matter, the neighbors could only find someone who used to live here and now has citizen status to issue a request on the public platform.

Chen Chuan had never seen this kind of urban legend before, but he had seen similar urban legend files. As long as he finds the crux of the problem, he will have a way to solve it.

Old Qi said hesitantly, "Brother Chen, that Xiaoman's child is very pitiful. He's only fourteen years old and has encountered this kind of thing. Will it really affect the people outside?"

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "It not only has an impact, but the impact is very big. It's okay in the short term, but there may be problems in the long term."

"What problems?"

Old Qi asked subconsciously. Chen Chuan didn't answer, but he already knew. He sighed slightly, "Okay, then I'll go up and tell them that we've accepted it."

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