I Asked You to Save My Bro, and You Brought Back a Woman with Big Wavy Hair?

Hu Yingying carefully noted down the Prophet's warning and was about to call the technical department to send over a signal jamming box.

From the side corridor of the lobby, the sound of skateboard wheels gliding across the floor rapidly approached.

"Make way, make way!"

"Freshly baked brown sugar steamed buns from the cafeteria are being delivered by our special delivery person!"

Joyful shouts grew louder as they approached.

A Chinese-American girl wearing a bright yellow long trench coat and exaggerated pink sunglasses perched on her nose rode a skateboard and made a stylish drift to a sudden stop in front of everyone.

It was Li Qianhuan.

She held the skateboard in her hand with one foot on the handlebars, tilted her head to look at the dozen or so ragged compatriots in front of her, and whistled.

"Director Zhou, which slum in United States did you go to do wholesale this time?"

"These young guys and girls... they're dressed more punk than I was back when I was begging on the Hollywood Walk of Fame!"

Sing Sing raised his hand and gave Li Qianhuan a light tap on the forehead, clearly annoyed.

"How can you talk to your superiors like that? What do you mean by 'wholesale'? These are all highly educated reserve cadres that I, the director, painstakingly rescued from the capitalist fire!"

Why aren't you in class studying? What are you doing here?

"Oh, Director, I heard that Ili is using the opening as an excuse to skip class, so I came to see what's going on and, while I'm at it, fulfill my duty as a senior employee to mentor the newcomers!"

Li Qianhuan stuck out her tongue, casually took off her pink sunglasses from the bridge of her nose and hung them on the collar of her trench coat, and waved generously to the twelve still reserved compatriots.

Hey guys, stop looking so grumpy!

"Just treat this like your own living room, but don't think of it as an interrogation room at the Los Angeles Police Department. Come on, I'll show you something cool!"

After saying that, Li Qianhuan rubbed her hands together and tossed them into the air. Several balls of seven-colored light shot out from her fingertips.

The United States students, whose nerves had just been calmed down by Hu Yingying, tensed up again. The red-haired boy even raised his arm to shield his eyes, thinking it was another flashbang.

Snap, snap, snap!

The anticipated impact and high temperatures never materialized.

The seven-colored orbs of light above everyone's heads transformed into dazzling, multicolored specks of light.

The points of light swirled and intertwined in mid-air, first forming a cartoon smiley face with its tongue sticking out.

That wasn't all; it condensed into a single line of English: "Welcome Home."

"Oh my god, this... is so beautiful..."

The Black girl lowered her hand from her eyes, looked up at the remaining colorful halo above her head, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Li Qianhuan and put her arm around the black girl's thin shoulder.

"Hey sis, judging by the way your fingers were sparking just now, we're practically in the same boat when it comes to ability attributes!"

"My name is Jubilee, and my Chinese name is Li Qianhuan. You can just call me Sister Huan!"

The Black girl blushed at the sudden enthusiasm, awkwardly tugged at her ripped sleeve, and introduced herself in a low voice.

"My name is Tasha, from Detroit's East Side... You're using your abilities so casually in front of so many people, won't the officers next to you put on a restraint collar to put it on you?"

"Why would you lock me up? As long as you don't blow up the fire sprinkler heads in the office building, who cares if you set off a few Little Fireworks for fun!"

Li Qianhuan patted Tasha on the back heartily, then turned and grinned at the other students who were eavesdropping.

Six months ago, I was still hiding in the US with a bunch of struggling friends!

"I have to sleep with one eye open every night, afraid that I'll wake up the next day and be sold to a lab."

The rock boy took two steps forward.

"And then what happened? Were you also brought here by Director Stephen? What kind of work were you assigned here?"

"Of course! When I first arrived, I thought this was some kind of secret agent brainwashing camp!"

"And guess what? They made me eat braised pork and Beijing duck at the sanatorium for a full two weeks!"

Li Qianhuan showed off to the group of fellow villagers, counting on her fingers.

"Once I've recovered my physical strength, the Personnel Division talked to me. Based on my expertise in hand-crafting plasma sparks, they assigned me to the national large-scale celebration special fireworks research and development team, specifically responsible for setting off fireworks during holidays!"

"If setting off fireworks is considered a formal job, then do you get paid every month?"

The red-haired boy's eyes widened; this was even more outrageous than a fairy tale!

"Not only do they pay wages on time, but they also offer a full range of benefits!"

Li Qianhuan took out a packet of pork jerky from her trench coat pocket, tore open the seal, and handed it out to several girls around her.

They successfully shattered the guarded hearts of these frightened birds with delicious food and their personal experiences.

Hu Yingying walked up to the crowd and clapped her hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"New comrades, we are now beginning the first phase of ground-based health screening. Please proceed in the order you were lined up earlier to receive treatment for any abrasions and undergo non-invasive scanning."

Christopher was the first to step behind the screen, curiously examining the device in front of him that resembled a standing air conditioner.

"My colleague, I come from the emergency department. How do you screen for latent retroviruses and sources of psychological contamination with this machine that doesn't draw blood or perform biopsies?"

The female military doctor in the white coat smiled gently, handed Christopher a cup of warm jujube and goji berry tea, and gestured for him to stand on the footprint marker in front of the instrument.

"Please rest assured, comrade, this is a biofield spectrum resonance instrument developed by Professor Jiang Si's team."

"A comprehensive screening for pathogens, residual radiation, parasites, and abnormal brain waves can be completed in just three minutes."

A soft light swept across my body from above, and the instrument screen displayed all the normal green indicators.

He didn't even touch a hair on Christopher's head the entire time.

The nurse next to him brought over a medical tray, used warm saline to clean the abrasions on the back of Christopher's hand, and applied a breathable bandage. The whole process was over in less than five minutes.

When Christopher stepped out from behind the screen, he was still in a daze, his medical knowledge being overturned, and he tugged at Sing Sing's sleeve, sighing repeatedly.

Sing Sing pointed to Li Qianhuan, who was handing out towels to the students.

"Go sit over there and have some hot tea to rest for a bit. Once the two-hour observation period is over, I'll take you to the second-floor cafeteria to see what a real feast is like!"

Over the next hour and a half, all twelve students, along with Jacqueline, successfully completed the procedure using the non-invasive testing device.

Even Deadpool was forced into a chair by the medical staff to have a layer of anti-swelling ointment applied to his forehead.

As the clock on the wall of the hall struck six, Hu Yingying returned to the front of the crowd, carrying a tray.

The operatives behind them were carrying more than a dozen canvas bags bearing the 749 Bureau emblem.

"Congratulations everyone, you have all passed the four safety screenings for pathogens, radiation, parasites, and mental pollution. Now, on behalf of the 749 Bureau's Resettlement Office, I will distribute the first phase of basic support supplies to you."

Hu Yingying picked up a transparent card holder from the top of the tray, stepped forward, and handed it to Christopher with both hands.

"Mr. Christopher Muse, this is your newly produced temporary China resident ID card and access card for the base's ground living area."

"There's also a bilingual (Chinese and English) resettlement life handbook."

Christopher looked at the photo of himself that he had just taken, along with his valid identification number, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"In addition, this UnionPay card is your initial living allowance card issued by the bureau. You can use it freely at the base supermarket, canteen, and any shopping mall outside."

Hu Yingying then stuffed a hard card with a red phone number printed on it into his hand.

"This last one is a 24-hour emergency contact card with my direct phone number. If you encounter any difficulties or your rights are violated during the adjustment period, you can call me anytime."

The twelve students behind her lined up and took their ID cards and bank cards from Hu Yingying one by one. Sobbing filled the hall once again.

The rock boy turned to look at Sing Sing.

"Director, we haven't even done a single day of work for the bureau yet, and they're already paying us? Do we really not have to pay this back?"

"Of course! This is pocket money given to you by the organization to buy changes of clothes and daily necessities. Quickly put it in your pocket so you don't lose it!"

Sing Sing was just about to tell everyone to pack up and eat.

A man in a long brown overcoat rushed in, panting.

It was none other than Remy LeBron, the Gambit had previously entrusted Sing Sing with rescuing someone.

As soon as Remy entered the hall, he didn't even bother to greet anyone, his red eyes scanning the crowd.

"Stephen! I just heard from the medical team that you brought people back from North America. Where's Jacob?"

Sing Sing glanced at Remy, who looked like he wanted to rush over and hug his best friend and cry, then pointed to the tall, blue-haired beauty behind him who was picking her nose while holding a temporary ID card.

"Well, before you two old buddies embrace, I suggest you prepare yourself mentally."

Remy turned his head in the direction Sing Sing was pointing.

Their gaze fell on Jacqueline, who was wearing a camouflage vest, had a tall figure, and a head of long, wavy, gray-blue hair.

The playing cards in his hand fell to the ground.