Last night, no one slept well.

Not just Lou Feng, but probably no one at the outpost managed to get a good night's sleep. Well, except for Tao Gong who was ensconced in the central headquarters, who, it was said, slept through the night and even had an extra pancake and bowl of porridge the next morning.

His appetite had expanded.

It's just that the things eaten with his meal were a bit frightening.

Outside the office window, on the parade ground, lay over ten bodies covered with white cloths— all were the results of the Security Bureau's overnight Thunderbolt sweep.

Yesterday afternoon at six o'clock, after Tong Shan had returned to his room, the report he submitted at six-thirty had reached the hands of the Cliff City Security Bureau bureau chief, Lv Yingyue.

Faced with the serious discipline and management issues raised in Tong Shan's report regarding the sudden incident at the Recovery Management Department, and the suggestion to ferret out the harmful elements within, Lv Yingyue, after reading the report, made a note: minor disturbances, scratching the boots without reaching the itch.

Then, at seven-thirty, the heads of the Security Bureau of three major cities and four smaller cities in Hai Province were already sitting in the same conference room, and by eight o'clock, the military's flying airship had already arrived above the outpost.

The outpost, which had been chaotic from the comings and goings of all parties for days on end, instantly turned into an impenetrable fortress, not even a fly could escape. Then three special operation teams went from top to bottom in sweeps, accompanied by the Heavenly Eye Circle Realm, not letting a single person pass unchecked.

Gunshots rang out through half the night like frying beans.

They successfully rooted out a large number of Chosen Ones with unclear origins, including two wanted criminals who had changed their appearances and sneaked into the outsourcing patrol team, three spies from the Empire, a gang of destitutes trying to fish for benefits in Spring City by impersonating others, and, nine followers of the Evil Cult...

When discovered, one had already infiltrated the logistics department, was about to take charge of the canteen, and the plastic packing material in his room intended to hold was not something as benign as rat poison.

The next day, Ji Jue yawned and, looking at the substantial fruits of victory laid before him as well as a newly issued collective first-class honor, couldn't help but exclaim in shock,

"Holy shit, there really is an Evil Cult?"

"What else?"

Tong Shan asked back, puzzled.

"I thought..."

Ji Jue coughed awkwardly a few times.

I thought you bunch of government dogs were just spouting nonsense, coercing good people into prostitution, it turns out, you really nailed it. Amidst all these monsters and demons, the bottom line of the Security Bureau's actually the highest?

"Enough, don't ponder irrelevant thoughts in your stomach."

Tong Shan waved his hand, for the sake of his blood pressure, he really didn't want the conversation to continue any longer, and continued to say, "The fruits of last night's operation did indeed turn up plenty of leads, this action just added a lot more work.

How are you prepared?"

"I've got all my belongings right here."

Ji Jue stretched his hand, pointing to the small packhorse behind him: "I even borrowed a lot of materials from my master, if this fails, I might just go bankrupt."

"Don't worry, if anything does happen, the team will prioritize protecting your evacuation."

Tong Shan reached out proactively, toward the crestfallen and troubled Lou Feng: "We'll also be relying on Mr. Lou's support going forward."

"It's part of the job."

Lou Feng forced a smile, and, seeing Ji Jue looking over to him, his face fell again, unwilling to engage.

Ji Jue, however, was tactful enough not to go straight to asking 'Didn't you say you weren't coming?', since he was already here, there was no need to discuss matters that would only stir conflict.

"It's good that you're here."

He patted Mr. Lou's shoulder, remarking, "At least there's company, right?"

Lou Feng snorted coldly, shook off his shoulder to rid it of the not-so-clean hand, and took the lead getting on the vehicle.

He maintained his noble and cold demeanor as usual.

Stomach full of anger, ready to confront someone at any moment.

Ji Jue's smile became even friendlier.

Tsundere is just so easy to understand.

No need to worry about him not caring, just provoke him a little and he'll give his all, just a casual 'Are you not up for it anymore?', and he'd get the millstone turning hot with sparks.

Now with an extra hand to help, even scavenging for materials is much easier.

Plus, he's a craftsman in training who has inherited the Shangong Matrix, uniquely advantageous in pre-processing and preserving various materials, able to keep them cold, fresh, quality-secured, and quantity-ensured.

Ji Jue didn't even need to mention it, and Lou Feng had brought the Blessing Cage on his own!

Definitely a high-end model.

This capacity, could fit at least five or more, right?

Seeing that alchemy work hanging by Mr. Lou's waist, styled like a lantern, Ji Jue's eyes nearly glazed over with envy, expressing sincere jealousy.

It can't be helped.

It's expensive, really expensive, just too damn expensive.

Even the lowest grade Blessing Cage currently on public sale at the association, which could barely fit one and also had a time limit, a shoddy item, was priced higher than the average blessing, let alone this kind of high-end custom composite product.

Can't afford to buy, lack the technique and level to make, can only rely on freeloading.

Remembering the first time he went on a raid with Brother Qiu and their intimately inseparable good life, he could only silently shed a couple of tears, some things, once missed, are truly missed.

Three months hadn't even passed, and Brother Qiu had already reclaimed his position as Dragon King, Ji Jue could no longer reach those heights.

He could only reminisce about the good old days.

And so, after preparation, application, and approval, two vehicles, one in front of the other, departed from the outpost and headed towards distant Spring City.

In the deepest depths of the pale mist, everything became remote and hazy.

Under the watch of the Heavenly Eye, they gradually disappeared from sight.

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Last night, in Master Kong's resting room.

Lou Feng reported in detail his experiences and findings of the day, including Ji Jue's invitation, after returning from his exhausting duties.

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