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Wood is an excellent spy, mastering many skills, both for combat and for life.

These skills include driving a carriage and riding a horse. Even if he is poisoned and unwell, he is still an excellent horseman, able to drive the carriage steadily on the road.

Not only that, because his carriage is not loaded with much, his carriage is faster than ordinary carriages, and he has been overtaking one after another along the way.

If this were on Earth, it would definitely be an extremely cool thing - of course, it is the same in this world, but Wood is not happy.

He is a spy, and he has just killed his wife. No matter which crime is exposed, he will be in great trouble. So now he needs to keep a low profile, as low as possible.

According to this idea, he should drive the carriage slower. But he is so eager to go home now that he almost wants to fly directly to the Supreme Tower with wings. How can he slow down!

After a day, he gave up.

If he is not discovered, it would be better; if he is discovered, it is his fate.

In fact, what can he do if he goes back? I am just a spy. Even if I am a high-ranking one, I am only the cornerstone of the "Mystic Tower Federation". My superior is a high-ranking official of the Federation, whose status is almost equivalent to that of the Archon to the Grand Archon. If I go to see him as a great artist, I may be able to see him, but if I go to see him as a spy... I am afraid I can't even enter the door of the intelligence agency.

Perhaps... I can go through official channels and meet him as a "great artist of the Northwest Republic"?

While resting at the post station at night, Wood thought about this question.

The post station was newly built in recent years. To put it bluntly, it is a large hotel where travelers can stay overnight. At the same time, it also has fences and stables, and there are people who take care of pack horses - of course, there are also waiters who take care of travelers.

As long as you are willing to spend a little money, you don't have to sleep outdoors at night, you can sleep on a solid bed, with bedding, hot water, and delicious dinner and breakfast.

Of course, there are also some stingy businessmen who are reluctant to spend even this little money and would rather sleep in a carriage at night. There is a large open space next to the post station for these stingy people to use.

However, even so, they still need to buy water at the post station.

There is no clean water in the Ash Forest, unless they are willing to occupy the precious carriage load to load these things that cannot be sold at a price in any town.

Merchants will certainly not do this, so they can only buy water from the post station.

The water in the post station also has costs, because it needs to be purified by magic circles.

Because the post station has to be built along the road and cannot rely on the earth veins, the magic power of the magic circle, in addition to drawing some from the nearby earth veins, must rely on planting some magic plants, or simply use magic crystals.

This is a considerable expense. If it were not for the unified management of the Northwest Republic Government, many post stations would not be able to maintain it at all.

The prices of accommodation, food, and clean water are evaluated after calculating the total cost.

According to this price, these post stations are roughly slightly surplus, not much, but they are still profitable after all.

As for the staff of the post station, they all receive salaries from the Republic, which is considered a stable job.

Sui Xiong had thought about contracting, or guaranteeing a basic salary and then taking commissions. But after the meeting, everyone felt that this method might not work well, and the results of the prophecy magic deduction were almost the same, so Sui Xiong did not insist on his plan.

After all, this is not playing a game, but governing a country. The effect is the most important, and his personal ideas and concepts must give way to the actual effect.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the big pot meal, at least the post station is still running well. Wood rested well that night, although he woke up several times because of internal pain, but this had nothing to do with the post station.

The next morning, amid the noise of merchants rushing to get on the road, he set off quietly.

In this way, he finally arrived at the Void City after traveling all day and night.

The journey was quite smooth, but Wood felt that his body seemed to be getting weaker because of the toxins.

He wanted to go to the temple to find a priest for treatment, but that meant that his whereabouts would be exposed - that was fine, but how could he explain why an ordinary artist would be poisoned by such a strange poison?

Wood couldn't think of any reasonable explanation, especially since priests had the spell to detect lies, which made it even harder to deceive.

So he had to force himself to go to the Kingdom of Glory through the portal.

The Kingdom of Glory was the Kingdom of the Holy Angels in the past. Since the fall of the former Sun God, the upper echelons of the Kingdom of the Holy Angels, which was almost the exclusive faith of Him, were purged, and countless people died, but this also laid the foundation for the new country. Over the years, although the believers of the former Sun God still wanted to make some big news from time to time, the faith of the gods of mankind has been basically stable, and they can't make any waves.

After all, the gods behind them have fallen, and even the priesthood has been divided up by the God of Fire Element and the Goddess of Dawn, and there is no possibility of resurrection. In this case, even if there are still people who insist on believing in Him, what is the point of faith that is not responded to?

Wood easily found a temple in the capital of the Kingdom of Glory that was willing to help him with treatment. Although the fee was a bit expensive, he had no intention of coming back alive from this trip. Since he didn't even care about his life, why should he care about money anymore? ?

Although that temple is expensive, the work is really beautiful. The chief priest personally took action, and invited six priests and six pastors. A total of thirteen people jointly held the ceremony. The toxins in Wood's body were immediately completely removed, and the whole person completely returned to his peak condition.

Wood, who was unharmed and light-hearted, put on makeup and then used the teleportation gate again, first teleporting to Void City and then to the Supreme Tower.

But standing on the street of the Supreme Tower, he was a little confused.

Did you really come to your door like this?

Go as Wood the spy, or Wood the artist?

He has always been a decisive person, but at this time, he couldn't help but hesitate.

After thinking about it again, he decided to wait and resolve the things he wanted to deal with first. After all the concerns and wishes are resolved, it's not too late to talk to the superiors in detail.

After all... After the detailed discussion, he is probably going to die.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and walked straight towards the civilian area.

There is a small shop there that has been passed down for four generations. The owner has a secret recipe passed down from his family, and several southern specialties are cooked to a very high standard. For more than ten years, he often thinks of this place every time he eats.

The wishes must be fulfilled one by one, let’s start with this!

Almost an hour later, Wood had not finished his meal, but his information had been sent to the head of federal intelligence in the Mystic Tower.

"Wood is back?" The intelligence director looked at the information and frowned, "What does he mean?"

"A spy returning privately is considered a betrayal," his secretary said.

The supervisor shook his head: "We have already determined that he betrayed, and adding this to the list is meaningless."

He pondered for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Could it be that...he didn't actually betray?"

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense and he couldn't help laughing: "I don't know what method he used, but there is no doubt that he found out from Bei Feng that we thought he was betraying... Haha, he is coming back to find us. What a quarrel!”

"Is this approach... okay?" the secretary asked with a frown.

The supervisor thought for a while and said: "Of course there are problems, but they are nothing compared to 'Wood did not betray'."

He smiled and said: "Talents are rare, and talents like him are even rarer. Although I really want to deal with him according to the rules, rules are dead and people are alive... Let's put it this way, Wood is worthy of me making an exception. qualifications.”

"Just a spy..."

"Haha! You can't think of him as just an ordinary spy." The intelligence chief said happily, "He is almost the best spy in our federation, and may even be the best spy in the contemporary world. A talent like him , As long as you don’t make principled mistakes, everything else is trivial.”

"But...he hasn't been able to send any valuable information over the years."

The supervisor's face suddenly darkened and his smile faded.

After a few seconds, he gave an order for the deputy in charge of espionage to come over.

When the deputy arrived, he introduced Wood's situation and asked the deputy to deal with it.

"What to do?" the deputy asked calmly.

"It's up to you." The intelligence chief replied equally calmly. "The current information is only this, why he came back, what he did before he came back, and even whether there was betrayal... these are still uncertain. The most important thing is, What exactly has he experienced over the years? Why has his intelligence efficiency declined? We have no way of knowing these things without reporting back."

"So you want me to ask him first to clarify the matter?" the deputy asked.

"It's up to you." The supervisor smiled and waved his hand, "I can rest assured that you can do the work."

After the deputy went out, he squinted his eyes and showed a cold smile.

Yes, why are you worried? If there are achievements, the credit of one's own leadership is indispensable; if something goes wrong, then one has betrayed one's trust.

This method works so well no matter how many times I use it!

"Wood...why did you come back? What do you plan to do?" He raised his head and murmured, "But no matter why, or what you want to do, the most important thing to us is, Are you still obedient?”

"I hope you can understand, otherwise, haha, it can be of some help..."