Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 904 Cat Class
Dillashau came back to life.

He was still the servant of God, still with that gentle smile, only he no longer wore the robes of a church deacon, and the golden tree in his hand had become an upside-down totem.

...

In the land of gold, there was a woman who gave up everything, becoming decayed and ugly, but also truly reclaiming the honor and divinity that belonged to the blade of the law.

In contrast to the Golden Kingdom, the Golden Tree's missionary grounds in the Awake World, the Golden Law Church in Nanwei City, have fallen into complete silence. Now, only the servants of the gods, once defined as deserters, remain in the building outside the city.

But if God is gone, what meaning do His servants have?

...

During the meal, Milo asked Dirac a few questions, seemingly casually.

This includes the devastating defeat under the Blood Moon, his repeated attempts to break off Jon Byrne's head in the Golden Kingdom, and his memories after being corrupted by the Deep.

The answer was yes.

This guy has amnesia.

It's just like the plot of traditional sadomasochistic films and TV dramas, except that it lacks the key female lead.

The specifics are unclear, and Dirasha himself can't explain it either. He knows nothing about the Blood Moon and the Golden Kingdom, but he has connected the memories of Nanwei City in the waking world and Nanwei City in the dream world. For him, the changes are not significant.

He even asked investigator C from Miskatonic University during the conversation why he hadn't seen that guy in a long time.

Milo didn't know how to answer either; he couldn't very well say that the other person was completely finished.

What he's really curious about now is what exactly Monqueria did to bring Dirac back to life.

“A seed,” Rebecca suddenly said.

"seed?"

"Similar to the scarlet seedlings we encountered in Derasrian City?" Yan rarely spoke seriously.

"So it might be a seed from a golden tree?" Kai suddenly interjected.

Hakimes: "It means rebirth, the rise of the dead."

Uai: "uuii".

...

"We didn't actually win that battle, right?"

Dillah Shaw swallowed a slice of bread and made this remark out of the blue, silencing the entire room.

However, when he noticed that everyone present was looking at him with a strange expression, he blinked, completely unaware of his surroundings, and asked:
"what happened?"

It was as if they had no idea what they had just said.

"So what do you do every day now?" Milo changed the subject directly.

"Oh, I just keep the church clean, and when I'm free, I stroll around the suburban cemetery or check the market for fresh fruits and vegetables to bring back for Daisy." Dillah spoke like a housewife chatting idly, rambling on and on about this and that, a complete disjointed account. After a pause, he asked, "By the way, this morning when I passed the opera house, I saw a lot of people gathered there, saying that some cross-dressing pervert with a cat broke into the opera house and caused trouble. Do you know anything about this?"

Rebecca: "..."

Kai: "?"

Milo (calmly picked up the bowl of meat soup and drank it all) Yan: "I've heard about it."

...

Daisy: "Brother, try this." (Feeds Milo a piece of fruit)
Her dirty little paws were covered in black ash and dried blood, but Milo naturally opened her mouth and took the piece of fruit, chewing it with great relish.

Milo wiped his mouth, glanced at Dillah Shaw, and said nothing.

But his eyes already conveyed the unspoken message—what, are you jealous, kid?
Dillah Shaw was clearly not quite right either; when he saw Daisy feeding fruit only to Milo, his eye twitched involuntarily.

In the waking world, the nature of the so-called servant of the gods had already changed. He went from being loyal to the Golden Tree to being loyal to the Eye of Thinking, or to put it more bluntly, he was actually loyal to Daisy. He had already begun to resemble a kin. Otherwise, he would never have dared to block the door and risk his life to stop the Four Horsemen when the Blood Moon descended, even though that battle had little to do with him and he had almost forgotten about those things...

Just as he inexplicably felt hostility towards Milo, he suddenly noticed a furry paw hooking a piece of bread and dangling in front of him.

It's a short, stubby tabby cat's paw.

Uai: "uii?"

Dillah Shaw: "..."

...

……

The meal was a bit of a mess, but overall everything was normal, if you ignored the ballet tutu.

The originally planned post-meal procedure was to clean the dishes and then formally begin the exchange with the Usa Cat Team, which would naturally revolve around matters concerning the Abyss.

But after Yan finished eating, he took Xiao Yan's hand and stood up:
"Everyone, we're used to doing some exercise after meals. I wonder if we could have a room here..."

"Get lost." Emma's response was crisp and decisive.

"No problem." Yan adjusted the shoulder strap, flicked her wig arrogantly, and led Xiao Yan away.

Before leaving, the latter reluctantly rummaged through the canned food on the table.

...

Watching the pair of white-stockinged thighs pierced by countless leg hairs gradually recede into the distance, Dira Shaw's gaze shifted from confusion to bewilderment, and finally to sudden realization, uttering an "Oh~~" sound, as if he had finally figured something out.

Everyone ignored the guy's many strange behaviors, assuming that the golden tree seed sent by the hunter Monquia was of questionable quality.

...

Thus, after a flurry of activity by Shadow, Old Day, Divine Servant, Eye of Thinking, Star Mage, and Nostcia Equation Master, the task of cleaning up the breakfast dishes was successfully completed, at the cost of breaking three plates and two bowls.

Then everyone and the cats sat in a row in the living room and began their abyssal classroom taught by Hachimedes, the top scholar, philosopher, scientist, mathematician, and physicist of Usa.

...

In fact, everyone present, including the two people "doing it" on the balcony next door, despite the existence of oddballs, undoubtedly possessed a vast amount of knowledge, all of which involved taboos.

The most effective and efficient way to enter the ranks of the elite is to continuously learn and absorb forbidden knowledge. Even if one becomes an elite through other means, an endless stream of forbidden knowledge will flood into one's mind.

In other words, everyone here and in this room possesses knowledge in the academic field that surpasses that of Hakimes.

Even so, who would refuse the kindness of a cat wearing a top hat who travels all the way across the South China Sea to teach you?
Moreover, Hachimedes did indeed bring a completely new message to the people of Nanwei City.

(End of this chapter)