Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

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People's joys and sorrows are always different. While the Bresley brothers were worried about the precarious future of their family, many people were already celebrating this sudden dream change.

In their respective homes, they announced this good news to their families, confidants, friends, and even to themselves, expressing their inner pride and joy.

"The Bresley family is finally going to fall! Hey, that family of running dogs actually has this day!"

"To be fair, little Bryce is indeed a qualified boss. Since he came to power, the welfare benefits of the Inquisition have indeed improved a lot. But we have different political views and factions. If he continues to occupy a high position and refuses to be promoted to other places, how can our faction have a chance to succeed?

Now it's good, he can only blame his own ancestors for committing many sins, and the demons actually found such a big handle. Hey! It's really a blessing from his ancestors!"

"That one is so... The disgusting, ruthless orcs are finally going to suffer! Ha! I just can't stand it. Such a despicable bloodline of itss can even become a cardinal. It's really a disgrace to all of us! Ha! "

The workplace is so flattering and cunning. Whether competent or incompetent, there will always be someone who becomes an enemy... Maybe it's because of different opinions and factions, or because of jealousy and dissatisfaction caused by similar or very different origins, backgrounds and talents, or just because the existence itself blocks the way for others... In short, such disputes are everywhere in every corner of every world.

And a rotten thing like the Church of Light, which is rotten from top to bottom and from the bones to the roots, most of its constituent cells are also rotten and rotten. Faced with this dream attack that was obviously launched by the demons, they were either terrified and confused, panicked, or indifferent, or regarded it as the best opportunity to strike the opponent and take it as a promotion... So that the focus of most people's response was not even on the demons.

Then again, what if it really happened to the demons? The whereabouts of the demons are mysterious and erratic, and the most likely person who took action is Ludwig Roffko, the Grand Duke of Hell who holds the power of the soul! Don't be misled by the title of the Grand Duke of Hell, he is not a monarch, but a real god!

The battles between gods can only be dealt with by gods. This kind of thing that only the top leaders need to worry about has long exceeded the salary level of most people in the church. Then, ordinary office workers can only care about trivial matters such as eliminating dissidents and suppressing opponents that are closely related to themselves.

Even those who are still loyal to the God of Light in the Church of Light are like this, not to mention those who are not on good terms with them.

The truth that the people of the Mountain Copper Blood Alliance had been longing for for many years finally came to light. They woke up from their dreams with tears in their eyes, and received calls from Mrs. Angelina Karala and Mr. Peterson one after another. No matter how many emotions they had, they turned into a heart burning with the flame of revenge - how could the blood feud of their ancestors be so lightly revealed? This feud must be avenged!

"What should we do?" They asked subconsciously. What was surprising and reasonable was that Mrs. Karala and Mr. Peterson really had a perfect plan.

"We are all just part of this huge plan. The dream you had before was the first step of the plan. Next, each of us will become a small gear to promote this huge plan... No, you don't have to worry. This plan does not require powerful heroes or sacrifices of life. We just need to do what we are best at to the best of our ability. [.3.],

As long as one of us completes the task, the whole plan can continue to move forward."

After seeing the content of their respective tasks, the uneasy people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is that really all?" They were thankful for the simplicity of these tasks, but they couldn't help but doubt - can these simple, almost daily tasks really work?

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Henry Rosewood yawned loudly.

He didn't have a good day today - of course, due to the large-scale group dream attack launched by the demons last night, almost no one in the holy city of Jourlanda had a good face today... But Henry Rosewood believed that there was no one else in the city who would be like him, who would be awakened by a nightmare at 5 a.m. and open his eyes to find his boss, Blaise, the descendant of an important character in the nightmare, the most feared Supreme Judge of the Inquisition in history, Brisley, sitting at the head of his bed in a ghostly black cloak.

This extremely bad experience and the immersive nightmare almost sent Henry Rosewood to the other side of the dead - if Henry Rosewood was a little more timid, but I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, Rosewood survived this series of shocks. The direct result of this strong life was that on this day when the city was in turmoil, no matter how gloomy his mood was, he had to go to work honestly.

Henry Rosewood was a clerk in charge of logistics of the Inquisition. He was one of Bryce Brisley's confidants, and he had no relationship with him on the surface, but was extremely loyal in private.

In this world and in this era, most people have not yet had a deep understanding of the importance of human resources and logistics management. In people's general understanding, hiring someone is just a matter of saying hello. As for logistics and procedures, these are just trivial matters of filling out some documents and filing them together. Any clerk can do it.

However, Bryce has controlled the Inquisition for many years. As experienced and cunning as he is, he has long discovered the huge opportunities hidden in it.

People always keep their eyes on those extraordinary people and those heretic inquisitors with outstanding abilities, but no one will pay attention to a logistics clerk sitting in a corner office, diligently filling out one personnel appointment document after another - even though all the dispatch orders were issued by this unnoticed clerk.

He is even an ordinary person.

This is simply a huge loophole, but in this world with serious eccentricity in development, it seems extremely normal. Everyone is paying attention to their own god level, concepts, authority and extraordinary power. Who would care about where a subordinate whose name and appearance they can't remember clearly is sent to work?