Legendary Management Agency

Chapter 3 :Legendary Management Agency

The three people stood silently at the door of the dilapidated house, looking around, but there was not even a wandering soul or a ghost nearby.

"Sister BaiMo, have you been here before?"

"No, I've never heard of such a place."

the government office of Legendary Management Agency.

The name seems a bit formal, but what's with this decadent feeling?

Our task is to send Dudgeon in... It's not enough to just stand outside the door. As she spoke, Xie Jin extended her hand towards the door.

Dudgeon looked at the broken house and suddenly didn't want to go in.

“If you open the door and find it's different from what you expected, will you still go in?”

A faint voice suddenly appeared behind them, and the three of them turned around suddenly to see a white-haired old man standing behind them without any warning.

The old man was very amiable and showed no signs of age. He was wearing a plain-coloured casual shirt, and his expression seemed to indicate that he had been standing here for a long time.

He did not look at Xie Jin and Fan Xiaoguo, but walked straight up to Dudgeon.

“If it's not what you want, would you still go in?”

Dudgeon looked at the old man and wondered what his intentions were.

"If you didn't go in, would Cui Jue still remember you?"

The old man continued to ask.

“Elderly person, do you mean…”

The old man nodded and said, "You are very clever. There is a reason for everything. This is called causality. We are in a very tight time. Come with me, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

The old man swept past the three of them and directly opened the door.

"Waiting for me for a long time? But it seems that I just died for two or three hours..." Dudgeon was somewhat puzzled.

"Two or three hours?" The old man turned back to Dudgeon before entering the door. "No, it's not just two or three hours. We've been waiting for nine hundred years."

The three carefully followed the old man into the door. The space inside the room was suddenly clear. Outside, it looked like a one-room bungalow the size of a public toilet, but inside, it was surprisingly spacious. The whole room was made of pure white stone. Dozens of people were busy walking in and out of the room. What surprised the three most was that the entire room was filled with displays, and each display was showing something incredible.

On the screen in front of Dudgeon, a giant figure separates heaven and earth, and its body turns into mountains, rivers, and seas; on another screen, a small monkey plays with a huge stick, and it is surprisingly able to shake the cloud and fly to the sky; on the screen over there, a thin woman sits under the Great Wall and cries, and somehow she has the immense power to shatter the entire Great Wall.

Xie Jin and Fan Xiaoguo also looked around, and all the screens were filled with legendary stories they had heard or had not heard before.

"Is it true that the Legendary Management Bureau has been working all the time?"

"Yes, all the legends that have ever happened will not disappear. They will become part of this world, becoming a cell. Our world is made up of countless such cells." The white-haired old man said with deep feeling, "But do you know that cells can get sick? Once the legends get sick, they will follow another ending. The change of history will lead to changes in our real world. If the effect is slight, some people who do not exist will be created inexplicably. We call them Taizu, and they will have some subtle influence on the world, such as your death.

Dudgeon seemed to understand, but also a little confused.

"Ah!" Xie Jin also said, "Today you gave your seat to Sharon, and he should have accepted it because it was written in the Book of Birth and Death Register. But he saw a Taizu in the back seat, so he didn't accept your offer and sat with that Taizu girl instead. This kind of incident caused by Taizu is unpredictable even by the Book of Birth and Death Register."

"That's right. If the cell is sick, it will create a Taizu. If the cell is too sick, our world may cease to exist. For example, if one day Pan Gu suddenly doesn't want to open up the world, what would happen to us now?"

"But..." Dudgeon asked, "even if Pan Gu really doesn't want to open up the world, we don't have any way to do it, right? It's a thing from ancient times."

"Good question, Winford." The white-haired old man stroked his beard and patted Dudgeon on the shoulder.

"Winford?"

"This is the duty of our Legendary Management Bureau, to manage and interfere in legends. If there is a slight mistake, we can use telepathy to interfere. However, if a legend is terminally ill, we can only temporarily seal that part of the story and wait for a medicine."

"A medicine?" Dudgeon seemed to understand a bit. "We need a medicine to cure the legend, is that right?"

"That's right, Winford." The white-haired old man nodded.

"Wait, who is Winford?"

"Sorry," a woman wearing glasses with gold rims and a professional work uniform walked over and greeted them. "The director has some dementia, he mistook you for someone else."

"Are you...?" Xie Jin asked.

"Hello, I am the assistant director of the Legendary Management Bureau, Dong Qianqiu."

Dudgeon looked at Dong Qianqiu, and apart from her impressive bust, the only impression he had was that she was meticulous. Her hair was carefully tied up and there was not a single strand out of place. Her black work uniform was spotless.

"I may be really confused now and have forgotten to introduce myself. I am the director of the Legendary Management Bureau, He Suǒyǐ. " The old man smiled at the three of them, and then said to Xie Jin and Fan Xiaoguo, "Xie Bi'an, Fan Wujiu. You have also worked hard, just hand them over to me and go back to give Yallu a good message."

"This... we can't possibly take credit for it!" The two of them waved their hands repeatedly. "We are only descendants of our ancestors..."

"You don't need to say anything, I understand it all," Dudgeon said. "My task is to help you find the medicine to cure the sick legends, right?"

"Didn't I just say that?" He Suǒyǐ said. "It's not that you need to find the medicine, but you are the medicine."

"I... am a medicine? What's going on?"

"There's no time to explain in detail," Dong Qianqiu flipped through the information in her hand and said to Dudgeon, "in short, we need you to enter the legend and bring the legend back on track." Dudgeon didn't react immediately, although he understood the meaning of this sentence, it was completely beyond his expectations.

"Eighty-one years ago, we discovered a wandering legend that we could only temporarily seal, and now the seal is about to expire. If the legend goes astray again, our current world may be destroyed."

Dong Qianqiu pulled Dudgeon towards a machine and started inserting tubes from various instruments onto him.

"Wait...wait a minute! Are we going now?" Dudgeon didn't expect it to happen so suddenly. "I still have many questions! Why me?"

Dong Qianqiu continued adjusting the machine while saying to Dudgeon, "Due to certain reasons, only a very small number of people can enter legends, and you are the second person in the past nine hundred years. Although we have many assistants in the Legendary Management Bureau, they are all support staff, and we haven't had an 'operator' in nine hundred years."

"I still have questions! Do you have any employee training or something? How am I supposed to do it?" Dudgeon's voice trembled as he thought about what he was facing. He turned to Xie Jin and Fan Xiaoguo and said, "You have to help me out! Otherwise, you won't be able to deliver either!"

Xie Jin and Fan Xiaoguo shook their heads helplessly. The family of Xie and Fan had their own ancestral teachings, the first of which was to unconditionally cooperate with the work of the Legendary Management Bureau.

"Employee training is too late, Winford." He Suǒyǐ walked slowly over. "The seal of this legend will be lifted within an hour, and you must participate in the legend within this hour and complete the legend within seven days. Otherwise..."

"What happens otherwise?"

He Suǒyǐ stroked his beard and said meaningfully:

"Otherwise you will dissipate in the past, and we will perish in the future."

Is it such a serious matter?

Dudgeon thought that it was only a danger to himself, but he did not expect that it was related to the lives of many people.

"Then...last question," Dudgeon said. "Which legend do I need to enter?"

After that, Dong Qianqiu reached out her hand and a display screen hung in front of Dudgeon. The picture showed a man who was lean and wiry, wearing a rough cloth coat and sweating. At this moment, he was facing the soil and holding a hoe to dig. Dudgeon looked carefully and saw that there were ten suns in the sky.

"Houyi shooting the suns!?" Dudgeon could hardly believe his eyes. Could such a high-level legend be something that he could interfere with?

"Yes, Houyi shooting the suns." Dong Qianqiu explained. "Now I will tell you the legend script. Listen carefully. Normally, Yi should receive the guidance of the immortal at the age of eleven and become a semi-immortal after ten years of meditation. At the age of twenty-one, he should bend his bow and shoot down nine suns to save all living things on earth. Is that clear enough? "

"Wait...wait a minute!" Dudgeon felt like he hadn't been so nervous during his college entrance examination. "May I ask which link of this legend is problematic?"

Dong Qianqiu pushed her glasses.

"The problem is that Yi did not receive guidance from immortals at the age of eleven, and he remained a mere mortal until he was twenty-one."

Dudgeon sighed for three times.

"You mean to say that I, as a mere mortal, have to help another mortal shoot down nine suns?"

"Yes."

If Dudgeon had known that this was a mission with such a difficult difficulty level, he would never have come.

The starting point is hell difficulty. If Dudgeon could restart, he would choose to wait for seven hundred years.

At least as a rich second-generation, he could avoid dissipating his soul and could still live a comfortable life.

"Since you are also a mortal, we will try our best to help you." Dong Qianqiu handed over a menu-like book to Dudgeon and said, "You can choose two dead souls from this list to bring into the legend. At the critical moment, you can ask the soul to possess your body, but please note that each soul can only possess your body for 5 minutes."

Dudgeon took a look at the list handed over by Dong Qianqiu. It was a long list with the thoughtful message "Please check the box next to the name you want to choose."

Soul possession? 5 minutes?

Dudgeon cursed in his heart. Such a short time was useless.

Even if it was chosen as the monkey king Sun Wukong, could he still shoot down one sun in 5 minutes?

Wait a minute, Sun Wukong?

Dudgeon was surprised to see on this list - the Fighting Buddha - Sun Wukong.

"Is Sun Wukong already dead?" Dudgeon couldn't help but blurt out.

"Not really." Dong Qianqiu said, "When Sun Wukong became a Buddha through self-cultivation, he gave up one of his seven souls. We took one soul from him."

"Great, it's Sun Wukong!" Dudgeon thought for 5 minutes at least Sun Wukong could shoot down at least one sun!

Even if the legend changed from "Houyi shooting the suns" to "Houyi shooting the sun", it should still be acceptable, right?

"Alright, if you choose Sun Wukong, you can check it directly. How about your second soul? Have you chosen it?"

Dudgeon carefully looked at the list and realized that every one of them was a well-known person, including historical generals such as the legendary warrior Guan Yu. However, most of them were ordinary people. Dudgeon was also pondering the actual role of these spirits. Without extremely high supernatural powers, it would be useless to go to the story of HouYi Shooting the Suns.

"I can only bring one more soul, who should I choose..." Dudgeon looked at the numerous names, and only one thought remained in his mind -

No one can complete it.

"Let me recommend one to you." He Suǒyǐ slowly walked over and sat beside Dudgeon, whispering to him, "A seemingly impossible task must have its breakthroughs. To find these breakthroughs, strength alone is not enough."

He Suǒyǐ point to a name: Han Xiang Wolong - Zhuge Kongming.

Sometimes you need to use your head.

Dudgeon looked at the name thoughtfully. To shoot down nine suns, was it really useful to use your brain?

Even if Zhuge Liang's brain is so good that he can design and make an intercontinental cruise missile within five minutes, it is impossible to shoot down the suns...

"Can you be more prompt?" Dong Qianqiu showed an impatient expression. "There are dozens of people waiting for you here."

Dudgeon gritted his teeth and thought, "Let's just call him Zhuge Liang. This old man seems confused, but what he said is not without reason. So I picked up my pen and put a check mark behind Zhuge Liang's name.

"Okay," Dong Qianqiu turned back and said to a staff member, "Go get the soul and prepare the Crossing Over Package. The rest of the staff can start the soul migration."

It is said that all the people in the management bureau began to be busy, and various instruments and screens also lit up.

Is it time to start?

Dudgeon clenched his teeth. He had never seen anything so ridiculous. A few hours ago, he was sitting on the bus playing his phone, but now he was actually going to travel through legend.

"Remember, if you cannot complete the legend within seven days, the ten suns will remain forever, not only in the past, but also in the present world, causing widespread suffering and misery."

Dong Qianqiu gave a few last words and put a strange hood on Dudgeon.

Dudgeon only felt a sense of tearing in his head and lost consciousness instantly.