The Siren laughed, "Only if we’re strong enough, can His Highness trust us to open the shadow bank here."
Raphael also sighed in the group, "The principle feels just like the pulling space of the big-eyed demon from Shadow Stream City."
Sariel said, "True, but the big-eyed demon does it with magic, while the Old Turtle completely relies on its body. You can already imagine how high the Old Turtle’s physical damage is going to be."
Raphael sighed, "The Old Whale in front of him is just like a small fish."
"Definitely, the Old Whale is only the size of a ship, while the Old Turtle is as large as an island, with a dock that can accommodate more than a dozen ships as big as the Old Whale..."
As they spoke, the environment around the island blurred, and suddenly, the scene changed to a long river flowing in the void.
The chat group was full of exclamations, "So this is the Dark Sea, it’s so beautiful."
Michael raised an eyebrow, "Maybe this isn’t the sea; it truly connects with the void! It must be a problem with the underlying framework."
Rachael yawned, "Are you guys done over there? It’s my turn."
Sela laughed and asked, "Did you pass the bar exam?"
Rachael replied irritably, "I’m just lazy, not stupid."
Sela laughed, "Many people always use laziness as an excuse for stupidity."
Samuel said coldly, "Using AI for offline exam answers doesn’t count as stupid."
Rachael responded irritably, "Wasn’t Samuel asleep in prison?"
Samuel said gloomily, "Couldn’t sleep, dreamed about playing games, so can only watch you guys play."
Sela laughed, "You’re seriously addicted to the internet!"
Gabriel also laughed, "Samuel is actually worried about Sela doing fak everywhere; rest assured, we guarantee Sela won’t find a person to fak! Samuel should go back to sleep."
Sela angrily said, "Bitch, shut up!"
Michael laughed, "Alright, let’s watch Rachael’s performance now."
...
Divine Realm Prison.
Rachael, who passed the bar exam, approached the garrison officer, "I want to visit, to gather evidence and defend the prisoner, Sherlock."
Garrison Officer: "Half an hour daily."
Rachael was stunned, "Why is there a time limit?"
Garrison Officer: "You need to upgrade your lawyer level. You can continue to take exams or take on more lawsuits to improve."
Damn fak exams!
Rachael entered the prison, helpless.
"Boss, given the time limit, who should I look for?"
Sariel answered without thinking, "Nonsense, of course, check out that Chun first!"
Michael: "Start with Chun; he might be offline, shouldn’t take much time."
Rachael arrived outside Chun’s cell. The cell was fully transparent from the outside, and inmates couldn’t see or hear people approaching from the outside.
Then Rachael suddenly realized that Chun wasn’t offline; rather, he was lying on the bed reading a book!
Sariel paused, "That book, isn’t it the Treasure Identification Book he had when he first came to Silver City?"
Michael frowned, "He should be reading that astrology book. Has his astrology reached Master level?"
Sela said solemnly, "Judging from the astrology effects in his desert, it seems to be beyond Master level."
Sariel was displeased, "Should assign him a few labor tasks so he doesn’t even have a chance to read."
Gabriel laughed, "Impossible! A guy like him, filled with enchanting demons, must be sealed in a bottle without a whisper of wind."
Samuel said, "You can assign crafting tasks in the cell. Rachael could try helping him apply, citing brain health reasons for inmates."
Gabriel laughed, "Samuel picked up experience from his time in prison!"
"I’ll try it later."
Rachael suddenly got an idea, "Should I go inside and chat with him for a while?"
Sariel panicked, "Absolutely not! He’ll record it and broadcast it worldwide!"
Rachael mused, "If he were to record, he could have broadcast it long ago."
Michael stated, "Mainly, your player status makes him difficult to meet. There should be more equipment in the Divine Realm to disguise player identities; you could check that out."
Raphael: "That’s right, Uriel’s plumber disguise can cloak identities..."
Rachael watched Chun quietly and patiently turning pages for minutes, unable to find any further reaction or action from him.
Rachael suddenly had another idea, "Since everyone dislikes Sherlock, why not visit the Demon God first? Discuss the shadow bank matter with him; maybe his main self will know about it, could lead to unexpected gains?"
Raphael and Sariel suddenly realized, "That’s right! We used to think only Alpha and Baka could connect with Shadow Stream City, didn’t realize Rachael could too!"
Rachael responded irritably, "You just assumed I couldn’t pass the exams! You completely overlooked me due to a cognitive blind spot."
Michael furrowed his brow, "But the entire dialogue in Divine Realm Prison is monitored, how can you mention the shadow bank?"
Rachael was momentarily stunned.
Sariel laughed, "Just mention it directly! Compared to our strategic focus on hidden new forces, Rachael’s violation doesn’t matter."
Rachael responded irritably, "Who said I’d definitely violate? I’ll show you the art of language."
Rachael arrived in front of the Demon God’s clone’s cell, where the Demon God clone was deeply meditating. A mysterious Eastern yoga pose indicating he was up to something.
To facilitate the following conversation, Rachael pressed the outside doorbell for a greeting: "I’m Rachael, an initial tier lawyer from Divine Realm, and would like to ask you a few questions."
The Demon God remained in the same pose, his tone steady, "Please, lawyer."
"Sorry to bother!"
Rachael wrapped in a layer of light, entered. This light was the same as the one used to bring prisoners in, ensuring absolute isolation, preventing attacks from prisoners or any item exchange with them.
The Demon God began, "Though I don’t know what you’ll ask, my response is limited to one; I have nothing to say."
Rachael laughed, "In fact, you could have expressed this attitude directly through the doorbell earlier, but you still invited me in, showing you still have demands."
The Demon God stated, "Actually, I’ve completely surrendered to fate, I don’t even know what my demands are."
Rachael smiled, "But I know your demands."
The Demon God was momentarily stunned.
Rachael began the art of language: "Firstly, I am here to gather evidence—"
This opening line was to address the surveillance, to show he was doing official business.
The next sentence: "—your crime is establishing a shadow bank on a mysterious island in the surface world!"
The Demon God was puzzled and irritated, "I’ve said, I’ve surrendered, admit any crime! But for things I haven’t done, and completely unaware of, I absolutely won’t admit! How can you, a Divine Realm lawyer, falsely accuse me of something I haven’t done?"
Rachael replied solemnly, "You must have forgotten, think carefully, a mysterious island, explain the contact method, the personnel involved, it’s important for you."
The Demon God was angry, "No!"
Rachael mused, "This could be possible!"
The Demon God was angrier, "It’s truly not possible!"
Rachael was exceedingly serious, "I won’t waste time joking with you, think carefully, this is indeed your demand that you aren’t even aware of. Once you understand it, I’ll come find you tomorrow."
The Demon God was silent.
Silence is the best answer!
Let him think it over slowly; it was time to refrain from agitating him, Rachael wisely left.
Suddenly, the Demon God called out, "Wait!"
Success!? Rachael turned back full of anticipation.
The Demon God said solemnly, "I truly don’t know what you’re talking about, but you could inquire at the Gem City’s Shadow Emerald Tavern."
"Alright, goodbye!"
The chat group was in an uproar!
Rachael smiled and said, "How is it? By first convicting him, none of our conversation violated rules. Out of curiosity, he’ll definitely arrange someone to contact me to clarify, and there’ll be a contact person, won’t there? As long as there’s a contact person, the shadow bank can then be established, right?"
Everyone praised, "Indeed, it’s the art of language!!"