Administrative District

* Info

Located at the heart of Belobog, the Administrative District projects its political and cultural influence to the rest of the city. The commands of the Guardian are cascaded down from here to every corner of the city of winter.
The **Administrative District** is an area in Jarilo-VI, unlocked after completing Trailblaze Mission *Everwinter Night* in the Chapter In the Withering Wintry Night.

There are a total of **10** Treasures found in the Administrative District.

## Travel Encounters

> This is the geographic, political, and cultural hub of Belobog! The unwavering Architects built this city and managed the Towering Citadel under the leadership of the Supreme Guardian Cocolia. It was here that requests and petitions from each district were sent. And it was from here that resources and manpower were distributed to fortify *Belobog*! Under the protection of Qlipoth the Preservation, *Belobog* remains forever warm in the face of unrelenting cold.
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### Ding-Ding Tram

> If this is your first time at the Administrative District, fret not! The Ding-Ding Tram will shuttle you along Alisa Avenue as you take in the unique views of the district! lf you accidentally got lost, you can always seek help from the patrolling Silvermane Guards, they are loyal protectors of the people!
> Note: Please be aware that it is illegal to linger near the tram track for an extended period of time.
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## Points of Interest

 Goethe Hotel | Subarea
 Qlipoth Fort | Subarea
 Golden Theater | Subarea
 Eversummer Florist | Subarea
 History and Culture Museum | Subarea

### Space Anchors

Main article: Space Anchor § Administrative District
## Investigations

### Trash Cans

(Achievement Unlocked Diogenes' Utopia, upon investigating every unique trash can)

(Standard dialogue)
 Trash Can
A trash can. Don't get close without courage.
A Belobog trash can. Great place to hide something.
A trash can. Once, when you were feeling down on your luck, you thought the two of you were a good match.
It's just a trash can.
You haven't missed anything. Nothing worth looking at in this trash can.
There doesn't seem much point in investigating a trash can.

(Investigate a trash can for the first time)
 Trash Can
A trash can, not remarkable in any way.
(Investigate a trash can for the second time)
 Trash Can
You've been staring at it for a while, but it's just an ordinary trash can.
**March 7th:** Ugh... What do you want to do?
You try to hold back the urge to open it.
(Investigate a trash can for the third time)
 Trash Can
As you continue staring at the trash cans, they seem to turn before your very eyes. The edges are no longer rusty and the dents are smoothed over.
From under the lid comes a faint golden glow, sweet and alluring.
For a moment, the trash cans turn into treasure chests.
**March 7th:** ...And it's happening again.
You take a deep breath and open the lid: it's empty...
Wait! You reach deeper into the trash can. There's a piece of iron scrap on the bottom. Your hard work paid off! You finally found the treasure!
You look back at your companions and see their complicated expressions.
**March 7th:** ...You don't need to explain. I get it. That urge is too great for you to resist.
**Dan Heng:** There's no turning back once you've walked down this path.
(Obtain  Trash Can (Profile Picture))

(Investigate the trash can next to the stairs northeast of the Everwinter Monument)
 Trash Can
Scraps of paper are scattered all over the black garbage bags. They've been torn up so evenly that you begin to wonder whether this world may have discovered paper-shredding technology.
 Piece them back together.
**March 7th:** Huh...? You're gonna piece them all back together?
After who knows how long, you finally complete your great undertaking: countless paper scraps have become a wrinkled piece of paper. It was a letter from one citizen to another, but the radical content runs counter to standard notions of human hierarchy.
The content is so scary that the letter disintegrates and drifts away on the wind as you finish reading it — never to be restored again.
 Ignore.
Right, no point wasting time.

(Investigate the trash can behind a bookshelf next to the Book Merchant)
 Trash Can
An overwhelmingly fishy smell emanates from the trash can as you remove the lid. Instead of fish, you find only a fish-related flyer. Is this how synesthesia works?
(Obtain  Snapper Jam Appetizer)

(Investigate the trash can by the railing behind and to the east of the Book Merchant)
 Trash Can
A wrinkled handwritten flyer is lying in the trash can. You can just make out the following:
"This will be our best price for valentines flowers for the entire year! Take this chance to send your loved one some flowers!"
Considering all the other cliched advertising, this is pretty good.
**March 7th:** Wow, I'd be so mad if someone gave me this.
 Don't worry, no one would.
**March 7th:** Ahaaaa... You're so hilarious, (Trailblazer).
 What do you like to give as a present?
**March 7th:** Flowers. I love flowers~
**March 7th:** ...If they put it like that and I catch wind that they are on ordinary discount, on clearance, or picked up off the street, then those people are toast.

(Investigate the trash can by the the northmost Vending Machine and the north entrance to the underground station)
 Trash Can
An unusually large paper ball. Upon unfolding, you find it contains wrinkled scraps of paper.
1. "I hereby tender my resignation. On this, my final day of work, I"
2. "I hereby tender my resignation. On this, my final day of work, I wish to be frank. Generally speaking, my job is uninteresting, and so"
3. "I hereby tender my resignation. On this, my final day of work, I wish to be frank. Generally speaking, my job is uninteresting, and therefore has no meening [*sic*]"
4. "Forget it. Time for work."
**Dan Heng:** A few typos away from a new career...

(Investigate the trash can by the eastern bench area in front of the Golden Theater)
 Trash Can
The inside of this trash can is good as new. You've never seen a trash can this clean before...
In fact, you've never seen anything this clean before. This trash can is like the universe's very incarnation of purity... Maybe we're going too far.
 Stroke the trash can.
You stretch your hand out and gently stroke the trash can. A soft, tender, smooth, unconstrained, and tactile sensation travels up your fingertips...
You feel a great sense of satisfaction — like that of some fairy tale princess who's just woken up from a night's sleep on nine mattresses stacked on top of each other. All concern, exhaustion, and sense of duty fly away...
There's no doubt about it, this is the world's most beautiful trash can.
 Investigate carefully.
You take a good look at it. The inside of this trash can is dust-free and perfectly dark. It's the kind of pure darkness that surrounds IX in a nebula of dark matter.
It focuses your attention, and your eyes become fixed on it... You see yourself. You see March 7th and Dan Heng. You see the fate of the Astral Express and the end of the future...
You force yourself to stop staring and everything disappears. It feels like a fantasy dream.
 Close the lid.
Only you know how much courage it takes to avert your gaze from the world's most beautiful trash can.
**March 7th:** What's up? What's in there? What's with your expression?
"Nothing" you decided to tell her.

(Investigate the trash can behind the Golden Theater Space Anchor)
 Trash Can
Two trash cans. One for recycling dry garbage, one for recycling wet garbage.
**March 7th:** So... where would you throw a coconut husk?
 Dry garbage!
Correct. Coconut shell doesn't rot, and it's not toxic. You can't recycle it either, so it belongs to the dry garbage!
You immerse yourself in the joys of sorting garbage...
 Wet garbage!
Nope! Although coconut husk counts as fruit waste, it's hard and doesn't crumble easily. As such, it doesn't go in the wet garbage!
 I don't know.
Garbage-sorting knowledge comes flooding into your brain.
You immerse yourself in the joys of sorting garbage...

(Investigate the trash can behind some theatrical posters behind Celine)
 Trash Can
There is a leisurely elegance to the trash cans, which exudes commanding confidence. It may have something to do with the letter fragment in its possession.
(Obtain  A Letter Pieced Together)

(Investigate the trash can next to the Golden Theater and Tamila)
 Trash Can
A few tins labeled "Belobog Sausage."
An unopened bottle of Jim Roger bread soda.
A copy of the Crystal Daily with Supreme Guardian Cocolia on the front page, surrounded by Silvermane Guards. Crumpled paper ball.
Some withered flowers whose thermal dome is broken.
To understand a city, go through its trash cans.
(Obtain  Jim Roger Bread Soda ×1)
(Achievement Unlocked Don't You Dare Waste It)

(Investigate the trash can next to the Goethe Hotel Space Anchor, adjacent to the Silvermane Guard Restricted Zone)
 Trash Can
You find a wrinkled handwritten flyer in the trash can. Written at the top in beautiful handwriting you see: "The Rightful Rights Society."
The content seems to be trying to convince people who have given up on interests and hobbies due to family and other responsibilities to join this strange organization.
Members of the organization cover for one another and help each other get away from family or work on weekends (and even weekdays) in the pursuit of individual freedom. They call it "upholding our rightful rights."
 What a strange arrangement.
**March 7th:** Actually, I'm a little tempted... Sometimes I wish I could spend a day doing whatever I want!
 Does this count as a charitable organization?
**March 7th:** A good one! So considerate... Sometimes I wish I could spend a day doing whatever I want!
**Dan Heng:** By which you mean: spend a day asleep in your cabin.

(Investigate the trash can near the Goethe Hotel Space Anchor, adjacent to the Administrative District Shop)
 Trash Can
Two trash cans. One stands glamorously shining, the other lies unceremoniously rusting.
You want to help it up, but think better of it. Even trash cans have their dignity.
(Obtain  Sanctity of the Trash Can ×1)

(Investigate the southmost trash can next to Amo)
 Trash Can
A tracing paper envelope, black with silver lettering. If you found it next to a mailbox, you'd speculate that this flyer coupon was a love letter sent to the wrong address... but this is a trash can.
It reads: "Today is Guardian Alisa's birthday. The recipient of this letter must forward it to three other people within a day, or bad luck will follow them for a whole year."
You wonder what happened to the person who threw it away.
(Obtain Recipe for  Belobog Sausage ×1)

(Investigate the southmost Trash Can by the stairs to the Goethe Hotel)
 Trash Can
Someone threw a book into the trash can. You pick it up. It seems to be a lengthy serial novel by the name of Tale of the Winterlands. You seem to have the incomplete 4th volume in your hands.
(Obtain  Tale of the Winterlands ×1: Chapter 4
Spring Pasture (I))

(Investigate the trash can by the locked gate, left of the Goethe Hotel entrance)
 Trash Can
This trash can looks like it was set on fire. The entire trash can is deformed, with a layer of dark, scorched, ash-like substance coating the bottom. In the light, you see the particles floating softly, almost dancing.
(Obtain  Credit ×1000)

(Investigate the trash can near a bench in front of the entrance to Backwater Pass)
 Trash Can
You smell a strong stench as you approach the trash can...
...almost as if there were some strange, twisted, dark purple aura surrounding it, protesting in no uncertain terms: "no living entities permitted."
Be that as it may, you gonna open it?
 Open it.
While your astonished companions look on, you hold your breath and proceed towards the can like a soldier charging into a hail of bullets.
Wait, why are you so interested in rooting through every trash can in the city? What do you have to gain?
 Chaaaarge!
You decided to open the lid of the can with a determined mind. At your first glance, you saw that strange stinky thing.
Suddenly, like an old monk sitting in concentrated introspection, you reach out and grab it.
However, you fail to reach enlightenment given that your companions just ran for cover holding their noses.
 Retreaaaat!
Wise choice. There must be something better out there in the world than what's in front of you. You don't know what that is yet, but it just stopped you from crossing an important line, which is good enough.
 I give up.
Wise choice. You back away ten paces, take a deep breath, and let some fresh air into your lungs. Yes, this is real life, this is living. In life, you need to know how to give up.
(Obtain  Trash ×1)

(Investigate the trash can near the entrance to Backwater Pass)
 Trash Can
A pretty postcard is lying in the trash can. It reads: "Friend, you've crossed the line. This isn't something you should have touched. Signed, Garbage King."
There is a coin glued to the back of the postcard. Seems like this king understands that you need to tip someone if you want them to pass on a message.
**Dan Heng:** Seems like you've got yourself a real competitor when it comes to rooting through trash cans.
**March 7th:** Why would he call himself Garbage King? Isn't he embarrassed?
(Obtain  Ancient Coin ×1)

(Investigate the trash can next to a building with barrels in front and near the entrance to Backwater Pass )
 Trash Can
You may have noticed that yes, there are an unbelievable number of trash cans in this city. Somebody did once propose to reduce the overall number, or to initiate some kind of garbage tax policy.
But it only increased the amount of garbage on the street. Now people in this city have come to the consensus that trash cans are Belobog's other business card.

(Investigate the trash can beside the southern entrance towards the underground station)
 Trash Can
A nice-looking trash can, but that's all it really is: a trash can.
(Obtain  Pleasant-Looking Trash ×1)

(Investigate the trash can opposite the southern entrance towards the underground station and next to two phone booths)
 Trash Can
Two trash cans. One for recycling dry garbage, one for recycling wet garbage.
**Dan Heng:** Where would you throw Pom-Pom's fur?
 Dry garbage!
Correct! Pom-Pom's fur doesn't easily degrade and isn't toxic, so it belongs in the dry garbage!
You immerse yourself in the joys of sorting garbage...
 Wet garbage!
Nope! Never put animal fur in a wet trash can!
 I don't know.
Garbage-sorting knowledge comes flooding into your brain.
You immerse yourself in the joys of sorting garbage...

(Investigate the trash can next to the Neverwinter Workshop and Manya)
 Trash Can
A pretty postcard lies among the garbage. It reads: "Stay your hand. Only the following persons are permitted to go through Belobog's trash cans: Tatalov, Garbage King, and myself."
It continues: "And the 45 members of the cleaning squad." There's nothing written on the back.
You are confused.
**March 7th:** Even trash cans are serious business in this city.
(Obtain  Credit ×1000)

(Investigate the trash can to the right of the underground station's stairs)
(Upon completing Trailblaze Mission *In the Dangerous Muddy Swamp* in the Chapter In the Sweltering Morning Sun)
 Trash Can
Rumors are spreading around the city about "you." The whispers speak of a stranger that has rummaged through all the trash cans in the city — as if in search of something, trying to prevent something from being lost.
The stranger came to the city by himself. His face is stoic and his movements sluggish. He rummaged through trash cans as if he was embracing a lost lover.
Amidst the dancing whispers, the image of "you" gradually becomes more clear...
"You" are a slim short-haired man who lost his hearing during a battle against a Fragmentum monster.
One of "your" eyes is a fake eyeball made of condensed Geomarrow fluid.
You hold a spear, which is both your crutch and your dear comrade...
**Dan Heng:** ...
You can't help looking at Dan Heng. He seems to be silently carrying everything on his shoulders for you.

### Water Fountain

 Water Fountain
A fountain in the plaza is shooting out cool, tepid water. You can see through the ripples that the bottom of the fountain has metal coins strewn around. It looks like the locals use this as a kind of wishing pool.
 Count how much money there is.
You're so bored that you decide to count the money on the floor of the fountain -- and "bored" is putting it lightly. There are loads of weird stuff floating down there, and there are more coins than can be counted.
You'll need a more scientific method.
 Force yourself to count them.
You understand that the simplest solutions are often the most practical. As the waters fall, light refracts into your eyes until three superimposed images form before you...
In the end, you reach the final count: 124 coins. Is this number pertinent? Perhaps. You write it down, but then again the number might change later on.
 Count in fives.
You break things down into groups of five. This trick works great at first, but over time your eyes get tired and your memory grows unreliable.
In the end, you reach the final count: 121 coins. Is this number pertinent? Perhaps. You write it down, but then again the number might change later on.
 Use scientific notation.
It's not that scientific notation is scientific per se. You understand this but still decide to give yourself a little challenge. Just like that, the numbers tumble through your brain with their limitless, profound meaning...
In the end, you reach the final count: 193 coins. Is this number pertinent? Perhaps. You write it down, but then again the number might change later on.
 Try utilizing principles of computer graphics...?
In a flash, you transform the entire fountain into a hi-res image and save it in your memory. Next, you binarize these images in your mind, and use morphology tech to begin your crazy calculation...
In the end, you reach the final count: 123 coins. Is this number pertinent? Perhaps. You write it down, but then again the number might change later on.
 Toss in a coin and make a wish.
You pull out a local coin and make a wish as it flips through the air. Afterwards, the coin sinks down into the water, becoming just another unremarkable reflection among all the others.
You patiently wait for your wish to come true. A long time passes but nothing at all happens, and ends up with a fistful of nothingness.
 Fish treasure out of the fountain.
...Hang on, are you serious? This is the plaza, in full view of the public... Take on big step back here: even if nobody saw you, it's a public amenity! Wouldn't your conscience prevent you from doing this?
Forget it, seeing as this is such a creative idea — just go ahead and do it! But do so... at your own risk.
(Submit  Praise of High Morals ×1)
(First time)
It begs to say that this fountain really does have everything in it, just like the ancient treasure tombs of emperors gone by! Look! You somehow find amidst those ripples — solid water!? Makes sense to find it inside a wishing well, I suppose!
(Obtain  Solid Water ×3
(Unlock Achievement The Kelly Gang)
(Second time)
It begs to say that this fountain really does have everything in it, just like the ancient treasure tombs of emperors in the past! Look! You somehow find amidst those ripples — Jim Roger bread soda!? What a waste!
(Obtain  Jim Roger Bread Soda ×1
(Third time)
It begs to say that this fountain really does have everything in it, just like the ancient treasure tombs of emperors in the past! Look! You somehow find amidst those ripples — Extinguished Core!? Has the Antimatter Legion ever made a wish here!?
(Obtain  Extinguished Core ×1
(Fourth time)
You jump into the fountain, only to find that there's nothing interesting there today. But you can't go back empty-handed and bedraggled like this, so you pick up three pieces of trash on your way out
(Obtain  Trash ×3
(Fifth time)
It begs saying that this fountain really does have everything in it, including coins of course. That's what you're here for — one filthy coin, your most precious of treasures!
(Obtain  Ancient Coin ×1
 Leave.

### Mailboxes

(Investigate the Mailbox near the Book Merchant)
It's a red mailbox. Seems like the mailman just finished with it. It stands on the street all alone.

(Investigate the Mailbox near the Entrance to Backwater Pass)
The mailbox opens its black mouth to you, like a baby waiting to be fed.

(Investigate the Mailbox next to Lavonne)
This mailbox looks like it's seen better days. You think you saw someone post a sausage between two bits of bread here... Come to think of it, maybe they were using it as a trash can.

(Investigate the Mailbox outside Goethe Hotel)
The opening of the post box reveals two envelopes that are being kept in a delicate balance. Touching either one will condemn the other to be swallowed by the pitch-black maw. Such a dilemma falls in front of you.
 Take the envelope on the left.
You take the envelope.
(Obtain  Misdelivered Letter 3 ×1)
 Take the envelope on the right.
You take the envelope.
(Obtain  Misdelivered Letter 4 ×1)
 Push them all in.
You reach you hand out and gently touch them. You aren't sure where your hand skimmed, but the balance of the two envelopes is instantly broken. It's incredible how good it feels to do something good.
(Obtain  Praise of High Morals ×1)
 Leave them be.
You shrug your shoulders and walk away from it. Every minute, new people are born into this world, suffering from sickness or passing away. There are billions of undelivered pieces of mail in the universe, so what makes these two so special? Someone else will come along and take care of them - in fact, you're pretty sure certain you won't see them the next time you come by this mailbox.

(Investigate the Mailbox near the Administrative District Shop)
There's nothing special about the mailbox, but you feel like something's wrong. You look at it carefully again, and see a white letter hidden in its shadow.
 Put it in the mailbox.
You pick up the letter and put it in the mailbox. From deep in your heart, you feel a noble existence smile, wink, and give you a thumbs up - like a soldier trying to gauge an explosion radius.
(Obtain  Praise of High Morals ×1)
 Take it away quietly.
You take the envelope.
The envelope reads: To Carl Eyre, Room B03, Building 35, 6th Street, Administrative District.
You open the letter, which reads: Dear Mr. Carl Eyre, you work documents for this month are with me. Don't worry, they are quite safe.
If you want them returned to you in the same condition, hide 100 shield within the shaft of the fishing rod inside the chest locked by your wife on top of your wardrobe. At 3:00 PM this Saturday, leave your home with the fishing rod and I will contact you again.
Feel free to tell your wife about this, but refrain from raising the alarm... unless you want your achievements for the month to become confetti? I'm not sure your boss or your wife would like that to happen.
(Obtain  Misdelivered Letter 2 ×1)
 Leave it
You shrug and leave. Every passing moment, people are being born into this world, getting sick in this world, dying in this world. There are countless letters that don't make it to their recipients. What's so special about this one?
Someone will come and deal with it. In fact, you're certain you won't see that letter again the next time you come to this mailbox.

(Investigate the Mailbox near the Golden Theater)
A red mailbox with the corner of a white letter sticking out. This letter is unfortunately stuck.
 Take it out.
You carefully nip the letter out with your fingers.
The envelope includes the following: Dear kindhearted soul, can you please buy me a stamp and post this for me? A thousand thanks!
You open the letter. There's a short message on the edge of some newspaper: "Sister, please send me 50 shield ASAP! Love from your dear brother."
(Obtain  Misdelivered Letter 1 ×1)
 Push it in.
You touch the letter lightly. It tips over immediately and disappears into the dark of the mailbox. You feel like your karma (if that even exists in this world) just improved.
(Obtain  Praise of High Morals ×1)
 Leave it
You shrug and leave. Every passing moment, people are being born into this world, getting sick in this world, dying in this world. There are countless letters that don't make it to their recipients. What's so special about this one?
Someone will come and deal with it. In fact, you're certain you won't see that letter again the next time you come to this mailbox.

(Standard dialogue)
 Mailbox
The big red mailboxes are like burning torches in the frosts of Belobog.
Mail sent to the border wall will be delivered last. It will take around two days.
Just a normal mailbox.
The small mailboxes connect the districts of Belobog.
You walk around the mailbox inspecting it but don't find any more letters.

### Wanted Posters

(Investigate unbridled poster of Trailblazer)
 Investigate
There's an expressively unbridled portrait here... or rather, a wanted poster. The figure in the picture is predominantly grayish-white, androgynous, and looking straight at you with a sense of lukewarm lifelessness in their eyes.
Coupled with a structure that appears to be a hand gripping a baseball bat, it's instantly clear to whom the figure refers.
You decide to peel it off the wall. For the sake of Belobog — and for your own sake.

(Investigate unbridled poster of Dan Heng)
 Investigate
There's an expressively unbridled portrait here... or rather, a Wanted poster. But this guy's eyebrows betray a hint of serenity, as well as slight gravitas — yet not as wild as the poster itself.
You can basically confirm who this guy looking down at you is. If you take the poster back to the train and show it to that person, he'll probably show exactly the same expression as is in the poster.
You decide to peel it off the wall. For the sake of Belobog — and for the sake of your companion.

(Investigate sensuous poster of Dan Heng)
 Investigate
There's an otherworldly, sensuous portrait here... or rather, a Wanted poster. The guy in the poster appears aloof, holding a blue flower as cool as ice.
You identify him as the classic second male lead in a once—popular period genre: always indifferent, always at a distance, always struggling to keep emotions in check. We usually call this kind of guy...
...Darn it — you wanted to come up with a cooler nickname. But those kilobytes of brainpower seem preoccupied with an existing name: Cold Dragon Young.
You decide to peel it off the wall. The Nameless have never left behind any credit for good deeds done, let alone for a portrait as exquisite as this.

(Investigate unbridled poster of March 7th)
 Investigate
There's an expressively unbridled portrait here... or rather, a Wanted poster. It has to be said that the aesthetics of this artist are... shocking to the eye.
The frantic brushwork combines with bold colors to vividly bring the character to life. while the joyful emotion conveyed by the whole portrait spills out from the canvas. You can say it's a hundred percent faithful in its likeness to the original.
You decide to peel it off the wall. Such a masterpiece can scarcely be made public to the world — in any case, not to her at least.

(Investigate sensuous poster of March 7th)
 Investigate
There's an otherworldly, sensuous portrait here... or rather, a Wanted poster. The woman in the poster is smiling like a flower, holding a... camera? She looks at you affectionately — or possibly at somewhere just behind you.
Honestly, it's hard to take seriously this beautiful portrait before you. It looks exactly like her, yet different in every sense — if you twisted my arm, perhaps it's a little less joyful...?
You decide to peel it off the wall. If she likes it, you can stick it back up.

(Investigate unbridled poster of Sampo)
 Investigate
There's an expressively unbridled portrait here... or rather, a Wanted poster. The figure is highly unique: two eyes, a nose, and a mouth; or to be more descriptive, his deep blue hair and jade-green eyes.
This isn't going over your head, but the portrait really is so expressive that any description here would be gilding the lily. Look, his half-smiling sneer says it all, really.
You decide to peel it off the wall. Mainly for Belobog — thinking of all you've been through here, you don't really care how the character in the poster feels.

(Investigate sensuous poster of Sampo)
 Investigate
There's an otherworldly, sensuous portrait here... or rather, a Wanted poster. The guy in the poster appears sincere, gripping a rose in his teeth as he blazes with enthusiasm.
You identify him as the classic male lead in a once-popular period genre: always fiery, always aggressive, always unabashedly charismatic. We usually call this kind of guy... a reckless Lothario.
You decide to peel it off the wall. After all, you know who it's a portrait of — and love must always have an object of its desires.

(Upon collecting the final Wanted Poster)
This looks like the last one. Belobog's cityscape has been completely revitalized thanks to you. Congratulations!
You count and find seven Wanted posters in total — but unfortunately, despite collecting all seven of these, no Supreme Guardian pops out of nowhere to grant fulfillment of your wishes.
That's all there is regarding these Wanted posters. But if you're still curious, you might be able to hit up some of your Silvermane Guard friends —
Gepard and Pela — you can ask them why these Wanted posters are so strange.
(Achievement Unlocked 50 Credits!?)

(Talk to Gepard)
Main article: Silvermane Guard Restricted Zone § Gepard

(Talk to Pela)
Main article: Qlipoth Fort § Pela

### Suitcase

(Investigate suitcase in the underground station)
 Investigate
This leather suitcase has a vintage design, with layer upon layer of dust piling up on top of it. Typically, seeing such luggage at a transportation station is nothing unusual. So it can be said that this suitcase's lonely presence still falls within the realm of what is considered normal, even though it is still somewhat out of the ordinary.
After all, no traveler would ever throw away their prized luggage on the roadside like that, at least, not for that long. And if this were somehow the case, then the person who left their stuff behind must be habitually forgetful or unbelievably rich.
Moreover, this forgetful or rich traveler apparently left something quite extraordinary inside this suitcase. If you press your ears against it and have a listen. you can hear a sound that goes like this...
Tick tock, tick tock.
Tick tock, tick tock.
It appears to be some kind of mechanized device knocking a sound with each passing second, calm, soothing. But, wait... Having this thing here is probably problematic. This suspicious suitcase making ticking sounds in a transportation station this busy...
Gosh, that's terrible. Stop right there. Uh, you know what that means. right? I'm sure you know.
 I know... Call someone, please! There's a bomb here!
Shh! Just hold on for a sec! It's not just bombs that could be ticking. What about precious gold watches? You'd better not start a mass panic before a conclusion is reached.
Fortunately, your reckless yelling didn't cause anyone to notice us. And unfortunately, we still don't know if it's a bomb or just some kind of timepiece.
 I know... Maybe it's a valuable old watch.
Wait, wait, just hold on for a sec! It's not just watches that could be ticking. What about bombs and explosive devices? We'd better be sure of it lest it kills us all.
Fortunately, you are calmer than what your words suggest, and you haven't reached into that alluring suitcase. And unfortunately, we still don't have a single clue about whether it's a bomb or just some kind of timepiece.
 I don't know.
Well. to be honest, your answer was quite unexpected.
What I'm trying to say is it could be a bomb in the suitcase... or a precious gold watch. But the possibility for the latter is rather slim... I think.
Either way, we've got to open the suitcase to know what is inside. But that sounds a little... dishonest.
In other words, to do something that goes against societal ethics would cost you a "Praise of High Morals," not to mention the guilt you'd have to endure, the look you'd get from others, the warrant for your arrest by the Silvermane Guards, and so on.
Or, you could just turn a blind eye to all this. turn around, and leave this place, pretending everything you just witnessed has never even happened in the first place. But, of course, you will still have to pray that this potential bomb is not going to risk public safety.
 I have to open this suitcase!
No problem! So, were you ever blessed with "Praise of High Morals"?
 Of course, I have.
(Submit  Praise of High Morals ×1)
If High Morals were a real person, it'd probably be frowning so hard at you right now.
But one thing at a time, you will have nothing to worry about when you consume a "Praise of High Morals" to open this suspicious suitcase. So, go ahead!
 We don't have time for this!
Heh, you know them as well as I do that these are the rules.
Without that proud-looking, gold-plated, thumb-sized bodybuilder figurine, you can't do anything bad! Got it?
 Well, then, I will use one.
(Submit  Praise of High Morals ×1)
 But that's an actual bomb!
I know you are in a hurry. But opening others' suitcases without their explicit permission is an invasion of privacy! This is simply wrong!
 \*sigh\* I will use it.
(Submit  Praise of High Morals ×1)
 That! Is! A! Bomb!
Whoa whoa whoa, take it easy! Let's just sit down and have a chat. No need to get all riled up.
Fine, you go ahead and open it. No one knows whose suitcase this is anyway.
**You open this suitcase...**
You finally locate the source of that ticking sound in the rather empty suitcase. It turns out to be a precious gold watch!
The moniker "Wallace" is engraved on the watch, along with the line, "Should this item come into your possession, kindly contact Wallace Cambridge Limestein. Your act of kindness shall be handsomely recompensed."
This watch seems destined to be here at this very moment, as its wealthy owner has already made preparations for all the foreseeable fates of this watch, with the possible exception that it might be mistaken for a bomb.
(Otained  Dazzling Golden Watch)
 It's still risky. Perhaps I should just leave.
Then that will be the end of this farce at Belobog's cable car station.
If it were a bomb, then why hasn't it ever exploded? All this time, it was just collecting dust.

### Phone Booth

(Investigate the phone booth across from the Golden Theater Space Anchor)

You rarely deal with such old and bulky communication devices, though it's obvious you'll get a chance to find out how phone booths work now.
Nobody in the phone booth... No Belobogians dying to use it, either. A good time to hog it all to yourself.
 All right, I got to check it out.
Heh, I knew you'd say that. Let's explore this small place a bit.
You spot a small card next to the rotary dial telephone with peeling paint. It reads "The Rightful Rights Society" followed by what you think is a phone number.
6...8...7...7...You start dialing the number. Oops, now you got to figure out what to say if it does connect.
...
You realize the call is picked up on the other end, and that person is prepared to engage in a heated exchange of words with you. Time for improv!
**The Rightful Rights Society:** The Rightful Rights Society! How may we help you?
 Ah, yes!
What can we do for you?
 I'd like to know more about this... Society of yours.
**The Rightful Rights Society:** Why, of course! We are a volunteer group consisting of Belobogians that help all members temporarily escape the bond of families and responsibilities!
**The Rightful Rights Society:** We are essentially a nonprofit organization with no fees to join. You just have to help fellow members in your spare time.
**The Rightful Rights Society:** We also offer a one-time trial service for free. Just call us and let us know what you need, and we'll arrange it for you!
 I got something you can help with!
Let's get the show started with your own legendary life story...
You are the 23rd generation and rightful heir of a certain famous Belobog family. You are beautiful - you hair spreads as rosy clouds and even the tears you cry seem like pearls. You are wealthy - you're waited on hand and foot and given the best in life...
**The Rightful Rights Society:** Oh my! How impressive!
Yet, not only did a rich girl like you avoid becoming spoiled, you even dedicated yourself to self-improvement...
More still, you fought crimes, helped the poor, and even met the Supreme Guardian. However, that's not your true aspiration...
**The Rightful Rights Society:** The Supreme Guardian?
Your greatest wish is just to get rid of the chores in life and go see your idol Serval at the workshop again! You just need a little help from the Rightful Rights Society to do that.
You've explained your needs in detail. It's clear your awesome story touched whoever took the call, as indicated by the faint sobbing.
In the end, they yielded to each of your unreasonable requests, even encouraging you not to let the impossible dreams keep you down. Their response is as follows...
**The Rightful Rights Society:** Don't worry. The Rightful Rights Society always comes through!
You say your goodbye and the other end quickly hangs up. Undoubtedly, you've won this round.
(Obtain  Adventure Log ×2,  Shield ×20)
 Never mind. I'm not interested.
**The Rightful Rights Society:** All right. Have a nice day.
You lose interest in the competition after a few rounds of banter. The spiel you get isn't scintillating enough to waste your time on.
 Okay, I'll think about it.
**The Rightful Rights Society:** All right. Have a nice day.
You have no idea what more to say, so you ended the call. Try not to dwell on this brief yet awkward conversation.
 Excuse me, I got the wrong number.
**The Rightful Rights Society:** All right. Have a nice day.
You give up quickly. Embarrassing, yes, but at least you don't have to worry about talking to a stranger.
 Maybe next time.
Sure. The phone booth isn't going anywhere,

### Qlipoth Fort

Main article: Qlipoth Fort § Investigations
### Neverwinter Workshop

Main article: Neverwinter Workshop § Investigations
## NPCs

* Pela
* Serval
* Agnes — Food Journalist
* Alexis — Newspaper Seller
* Amo — Novelist
* Celine — Performer
* Chavez — Enthusiastic Man
* Dominic — Lecturer
* Fizz — Book Merchant
* Furdo — Roaming Judge
* Lavonne — Real Estate Agent
* Lila — Zoologist
* Manya — Administrative Official
* Molly — Technology Staff
* Nika — Publishing House Editor
* Old Goethe — Hotel Manager
* Regin — Civilian Scientist
* Ronald — Storekeeper
* Rossy — Master
* Tamila — Performer
* Vaska — Florist Staff
* Wallace — Pretentious Man

## Trivia

* Attempting to cross the blockaded lines to the underground without having completed No Time for Me, My Friend may result in the following text, referencing Paimon from *Genshin Impact*:
	+ For some reason, a sweet female voice pops into your head: "How about we explore the area ahead of us later?"

## Change History

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## Navigation

1. ↑ Honkai: Star Rail (August 15, 2022). Travel Encounters | Jarilo-VI Travel Guide (Part 1). HoYoLAB. Retrieved August 15, 2022.
2. ↑ Honkai: Star Rail (August 15, 2022). Travel Encounters | Jarilo-VI Travel Guide (Part 1). HoYoLAB. Retrieved August 15, 2022.