The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

The entire Fierce Hell Avenue had turned into ruins.

With the arrival of a saint-class Priest of Life, the chaos reached a new peak.

No one knew the methods she employed.

In just a few minutes, two Fourth Order individuals were sacrificed.

The indescribable Lawgiver and the vampiric Count of the imperial capital ended up as blood mist, disappearing without a trace.

After cleanly sacrificing two people, the fearsome saint-class Priest uttered incomprehensible vocabulary.

"Welcome to request my services again~"

Although it was not understandable, it felt very professional.

The Chaos Followers inexplicably felt it was impressive.

To be held in such respect by a saint-class Priest,

perhaps the 'you' she referred to was the Cardinal of the Life Ecclesia.

Once Bone left, Fierce Hell Avenue became quiet.

The Chaos Followers felt a bit unsatisfied,

wishing it could have been more chaotic.

They are currently competing for the title of the nation's most chaotic district, lacking chaos KPIs. If there were more events like today, maybe Farol could have won the title.

From the city hall to the ordinary citizens, all are madmen seeking chaos.

Nobody knows when they will next witness such a wondrous scene, perhaps not for several years.

Bright moonlight poured down, casting light upon the ruins on the street, so pure and transparent. Fierce Hell Avenue, bathed in moonlight, seemed eerily clean and beautiful.

The cleanliness index of the entire district suddenly shot up several notches.

An Su pushed open the window, breathing in the fresh air, as the moonlight also fell on the boy's clean smile. He said to Luojia,

"Look, we've upheld the Lord's order again."

"With no people on the street, the security is much better."

"We have eliminated people's pain."

You've eliminated the people in pain!

Luojia was powerless to object; she could sense that the boy in front of her was sincere, it seemed he truly believed what he said...

Maybe, probably, should be, somewhat reasonable?

[Mission Two: Service to the People: Obtain three or more civil service licenses, and achieve a 100% approval rating in the district you serve (30% progress)]

[Fierce Hell Avenue negative comment elimination rate has reached 100%]

[Achievement of additional bonus: Job promotion, Level 2 Position→Level 1 Position, Outstanding Employee of the Restoration Hall]

[Outstanding Employee Task: Please ensure that the disapproval rate elimination of your responsible district reaches above 50%]

"It's finally over tonight," Luojia slowly exhaled,

Feeling that the past hour had been longer than several days.

But,

it wasn't boring indeed.

Causing such destruction, this guy should be satisfied by now.

Luojia glanced at An Su.

"We still have three days, it's time to start investigating the main quest,"

She said, "How exactly did the Chaotic Frontier perish in history... that period is lost, with various records being unclear."

"Some say it was the descent of the Evil God that brought ruin, others say it was an external war—there are rumors that unraveling this history is key to the return of the 'Era of Chaos,' we must know before the Chaos Followers do."

This, too, was the responsibility of a saint.

Luojia's academic performance was exceptional; she was the top scholar of the previous class, with a particular interest in history.

Whenever history was mentioned, her snow-white eyes sparkled with light.

"Over?"

Luojia hadn't expected An Su to be so surprised, or even incredulous, "Comrade Luojia, did you just say our work for tonight is over?"

"Ah... Isn't it?" Luojia couldn't understand, "Fierce Hell Avenue has already been destroyed. The negative rating has also been completely eliminated."

"We are civil servants, and even more, servants of the city."

An Su righteously criticized Luojia's negative thoughts, "Our service to the citizens is a never-ending endeavor."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Have you gotten too deep into character... Luojia's face darkened.

"Although the citizens of Fierce Hell Avenue no longer suffer, those in other districts are still living in dire straits."

An Su's expression was saintly.

"What about the historical truth?"

Luojia felt he couldn't lose momentum and, standing on tiptoes, he looked An Su in the eye, "We still have three days. Let's find out the truth first, then 'serve the citizens.'"

"What three days, one day, by tonight!" An Su emphasized each word, "Three days is too long. Service to the citizens cannot wait."

For speedrunners, saving time and completing levels quickly is basic etiquette.

"What about the historical truth?"

"What historical truth," An Su shook his head, "I don't care, it's none of my business."

For speedrunners, skipping dialogue and ignoring the text is also basic etiquette.

Luojia felt his worldview under assault; what species was this creature in front of him...

"Then how do you plan to serve all the citizens of the frontier within one day?"

Luojia intended to argue the point, "Farol is so large, Fierce Hell Avenue is just one of its streets, the two of us alone can't possibly manage."

"Who said it's just the two of us..." An Su said.

"Even with Miss Enya too—" Luojia instinctively objected, then paused.

In the cool moonlight, An Su gave Luojia a calm smile, and Luojia immediately sensed a bad premonition; whenever An Su smiled like that, nothing good ever followed.

She realized she must have overlooked something.

Is he planning to do that!

Luojia's pupils dilated slightly.

She knew what she had overlooked.

Not possible... The Little Holy Maiden touched her forehead in disbelief.

And the smile on An Su's face became even more peaceful and serene, bathed in the moonlight, giving him an aura of sanctity.

The young man turned and looked around the recovery hall.

The entire recovery hall was also bathed in the pure white moonlight, which gently brushed over everyone's eyes, whether it was the expressionless goblin recovery agents or the mentally exhausted demons, elves, dwarves, lizardmen...

Although they were still breathing, they were nothing more than walking corpses at this point.

Not just their bodies, but their souls too were wearily exhausted.

Unable to protect anything, not even their own mothers.

The recovery hall comprised over a dozen different species, with a hundred or so Magicians processing different districts and streets, all basking under the same moonlight at this moment.

The night had deepened.

Their work was not over.

Beside everyone, the magic telephone kept ringing, with countless voices of abuse and roars echoing through the hall.

They were the lowest Third Order position, temporary workers hired for the job.

If their negative rating removal rate fell below fifty, they would be executed by the city government office.

The telephone rang incessantly.

But they all ignored the phone and stared straight at An Su, at the young man before them.

Under the cool moonlight,

"My operation just now."

An Su smiled at them, "Did you all understand it?"

Like a devil tempting the heart.