A Top Scholar in Everything

The Villiduo Shelter is located in the jungle.

So, the entire city.

Has a feeling of being amidst nature.

On the streets and ground, greenery can be seen everywhere.

At a glance, it's a lush expanse of eco-friendly green.

Outside the Villiduo Shelter city, the two were stopped by a group of soldiers.

Baiyu, familiar with the process, took out his identification.

As well as the Veterans Mutual Aid Association's credentials.

"Please come this way, you two.

Although your identification is all in order,

the Villiduo Shelter requires an additional check before you can enter the city."

"Thank you for your understanding,"

the soldier captain said respectfully.

The Mutual Aid Association's credentials are particularly useful to soldiers.

When he saw Baiyu take out the credentials, he showed genuine respect on his face.

"No problem, take us for the check."

Visiting Villiduo Shelter for the first time is a bit troublesome.

After all.

With the increasing strange tactics of demons over the years, the defense on the Human Imperial side has become tighter.

More checks are not a bad thing.

If the standards were loosened, allowing demons or other races to mix in, it would lead to a disaster.

The soldier led Qiong Xue and Baiyu to a spacious pond.

In the center of the pond.

Stood a giant ancient tree reaching the sky.

The ancient tree was lush and vibrant.

Its trunk and roots were submerged in the pond, as if it had grown from the water.

The size of the tree was also dauntingly large.

It could basically.

Be compared to the large tree in the Villiduo Anomaly Bureau's library.

Both are like this.

Massive in size, with dense branches.

And there were many treehouses on the trunk.

"Brother, I've seen a tree of the same size at the Villiduo Anomaly Bureau used as a library, are they the same species?"

Baiyu looked at the soldier captain beside him.

The other nodded: "These are tree people, a lifeform that's half-plant and half-animal."

"Half-plant, half-animal?"

Baiyu was hearing this for the first time.

"They have a very weak self-awareness, but they mostly behave like plants, they don't move.

Trained tree people can follow some commands.

This species has many unique abilities.

And they're 100% loyal to their cultivator, they won't rebel.

This tree person was personally planted by the master of the Villiduo Shelter.

It can examine every Extraordinary and Martial Artist's body condition, and accurately identify polluters and aberrants.

Additionally,

it can also discern demons, other races, and humans."

Baiyu nodded, surprised by such a peculiar creature, indeed, in the vast Spirit Realm, strange things abound.

The detection by the tree people was simple.

The soldier plucked two leaves from the big tree, and asked Baiyu and Qiong Xue to hold them tightly in their hands.

Oddly enough,

though the leaves appeared fragile, they were exceptionally sturdy when held in hand.

You couldn't crush them at all.

After holding them for dozens of seconds, the soldier took the leaves back.

The two leaves were still lush and vibrant, without any abnormal changes.

"No problem.

The two leaves are fine.

If they turned black, it would require a lot more troublesome checking."

The soldier joked.

Baiyu said, "Brother, are these leaves precious? If not, can I buy some?

The price is negotiable.

They're quite convenient, after all."

"Uh..."

The soldier hesitated, "According to the rules, these leaves can't be sold, but I can give you some.

The Veterans Mutual Aid Association has a good relationship with us anyway.

When I retire in the future,

I might also report to the Mutual Aid Association."

"Thank you very much."

Baiyu said with a smile.

...

After the two obtained the rights to enter and exit the Shelter, they headed towards the Veterans Mutual Aid Association branch at the Shelter.

Generally, recognized organizations in a city will set up two departments.

One is responsible for the city,

the other for the Shelter.

The Veterans Mutual Aid Association is no exception.

And the Mutual Aid Association within the Shelter is even stronger.

Most of the tasks of the Mutual Aid Association's operational department are in the Shelter.

The style of Villiduo Shelter is like a city amidst nature, with big trees by the roadside.

The headquarters of the Mutual Aid Association here is also a wooden house.

Baiyu looked at this somewhat quirky building, doubting the operational minister's taste.

However.

Today, the Mutual Aid Association seems a little unsettled.

Baiyu and Qiong Xue stopped in front of the wooden house, already surrounded by a large crowd.

An unpleasant stench wafted from afar.

Qiong Xue frowned, "Looks like something happened."

"Hmm, let's go see."

The two walked to the front of the wooden house.

A stretcher was parked at the entrance, covered with a layer of white cloth, where the stench was emanating.

Baiyu saw at a glance.

It was a corpse.

It had been decomposing for a while, giving off a stench.

Beside it, three middle-aged women were wailing.

Their cries were so exaggerated that even from a distance, it made one's eardrums ache.

In front of them,

several Mutual Aid Association staff were trying to lift them up, but the women were throwing a fit and refusing to cooperate.

"You killed my father."

"He only had a minor illness, but after you treated him, you directly killed him.

What are your true intentions?"

"My father braved life and death on the battlefield, he didn't die fighting the other races, but in the hands of his own people."

They were kneeling on the ground, crying hysterically.

The three were probably between 40-50 years old, similar in appearance and demeanor, likely sisters.

From their cries,

Baiyu already roughly understood the situation.

The beads of sweat on those operational department members' foreheads showed they were not used to this.

It requires someone like myself to handle this as the president.

Baiyu shook his head and quickly approached the crowd: "What's going on here?"

Originally, the crowd was just spectating.

The operational members were busy and overwhelmed.

This sudden voice made them reflexively look up.

"President?"

One person said, surprised.

Oral had instructed all Veterans Mutual Aid Association members to return to Villiduo yesterday, and aside from those on outside tasks, most had arrived on site.

Naturally.

They had a vivid impression of this young new president.

After all, he was their future boss.

More importantly,

he had a notable background.

"Hmm, what's happening here?"

"Where's your minister?"

Baiyu continued to ask.

The person hesitated, looking troubled: "The minister is sulking inside, it's because of this matter.

There are too many people here.

President, go inside and get a detailed understanding from the minister."

Baiyu frowned.

It seems.

The situation here is difficult to handle?

Sulking?

Aren't we adults now? Is the mental resilience really that weak?