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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

Chilled Cola Cat · Urban
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Chapter 142: Development and Consecution "Employee" (Vote for monthly ticket!)

Fein City's Patrol Bureau was officially renamed Fein City Police Department, and all the members of the patrols were also renamed and henceforth became the police officers of Fein City.

The newly established Police Department had just arrested a group of smugglers who had been illegally trading in valuable contraband goods without ever paying taxes. After being reported by their peers, they were severely beaten by the police and thrown into jail.

"Police Chief, sir, good day! The most stubborn one among them has been beaten to death, and there's only one woman left. What would you like us to do with her?"

In the gloomy and dim cells of Fein City Police Department, two officers saluted the newly appointed Police Chief Mormir, feeling somewhat guilty about the death caused by their actions.

"I understand," Mormir said.

Dressed in his police uniform, Mormir nodded calmly. He didn't care about his subordinates killing a prisoner and walked into the cell with an expressionless face.

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