I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

A majestic building stood tall on a high platform in the center of Norzin's Central District.

Besides this high platform, there were also various small buildings scattered around the high platform like orbiting satellites. These buildings were all important places—the Supreme Court, the Supreme Tax Department, the Supreme Police Bureau, parliament…

Norzin was, after all, a large and complex machine. Without its many components and screws, it was basically impossible for the city to operate.

If Boss Lin were here, he might have sighed in amazement. Though small, Norzin's 'internal organs' were all intact.

However, whether these places that began with the so-called 'Supreme' would allow ordinary people to enter or not was another issue.

Built on the high platform in the center of the Central District where every inch of land was expensive was a dense, green, and beautiful man-made forest that citizens of the Upper District would likely never see throughout their lifetime, as well as a massive building hundreds of stories tall.

The forest was used to regulate the air, so people called it 'Norzin's lungs.'

Norzin's lungs? It was merely a bonsai belonging to the Central District.

Even the right to breathe was not something that the poor could easily enjoy. Only the people who lived in the Central District could truly enjoy the so-called refreshing air created by this forest. Others only breathed the residue of industry.

If one were lucky enough to climb up the high platform and look into the forest, they would be able to see from the front of the central forest the building that seemed to tower into the clouds.

Within it was where the true power of the nobles resided, as well as the adjudication bureau led by the 'twelve nobles.'

However, this was merely the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the ocean. No one knew that beneath this huge building, thousands of meters deep underground, after passing through countless layers of hard ground and rock... was a massive space.

This place seemed like a dream realm without an end. There was no blue sky, nor sun or moon, only a pitch-black cavern and an inverted tree so huge it couldn't be described.

This tree was simply too large that it was impossible to imagine its complete appearance. However, the elders gathered under those countless branches knew.

This inverted tree ran through the whole city of steel.

A group of elders in white robes were beneath the tree, so wasted with age that their skin were layers upon layers of wrinkles, making it impossible to glean their appearance, gender, or identity. Hence, they could only be called 'elders.'

They were the true masters of the adjudication bureau.

One bearded old man, whose big nose looked like a thick, wrinkled worm hanging off his face, probably because of age, stroked his beard and said, "Humphrey, whom we sent to the auction, is dead. Looks like we've underestimated the bookstore owner."

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The droopy eyelids of the others' immediately snapped open, their turbid yellow eyes seemed to have a layer of dust on them, which made for an extremely unsettling sight.

"Mm, besides Inspector Captain Humphrey, the others got infected by the seeds of the evil god," the big-nosed elder continued.