In the scorching summer wind, Huai Shi couldn't help but take off his leather hat and start fanning himself.
Surprised.
In the blink of an eye, he had traveled from the Central Siberian Plateau to the other end of the Russian Federation?
Isn't that amazing?
Huai Shi was momentarily stunned, then looked at the church ahead and finally reacted: "So, where am I now?"
"Yekaterinburg," the priest replied honestly, "You are at the Church of Blood Drop belonging to the Russian Federation Genealogy."
Huai Shi was instantly taken aback again.
All of the important offices and branches of the Russian Federation Genealogy are distributed in the form of churches nationwide or overseas, especially in industrial hubs like the Ural Region. The Church of Blood Drop, which leads in importance in the capital region, is a prime example.
How come I was suddenly thrown to the doorsteps of the police station?
Did I get in trouble again?
