With the crisis resolved, Headquarters is quickly returning to normal operations.
The Exorcist team was reduced to just Bill's head; the rest were gone, along with some of the Ghost Tamer and Law Enforcers from Headquarters.
They were nowhere to be found, neither alive nor dead.
Hu Jiu didn't care about the subsequent disputes with America at all. However, Fu Youhua once held an online meeting to ask Hu Jiu's opinion together with some higher-level government leaders.
In front of them, Hu Jiu dragged two nuclear warheads out of the alternate dimension:
"I can detonate this thing with my bare hands. If you'd like, I can make a trip to America."
The entire room Silence.
Immediately following was a torrent of questions, accusations, and admonitions.
They asked him where the two eggs came from, criticized him for privately possessing such weapons, and advised him to hand them over.
So Hu Jiu activated the Ghost Domain and buried the egg underground.
"I don't know how many were buried or where they are buried. You'll have to find them yourselves."
--Actually, they're all fakes, but to others, until they figure it out, it's like Schrödinger's nuclear bomb.
Even if it is later proven that no country has ever lost this item, this matter will still be a sword hanging over our heads.
"This is no joke!" One of the leaders exclaimed, his face turning pale with anxiety.
Hu Jiu nodded, readily agreeing, "You're right."
The three eggs were pulled from the ground and stored back in the alternate dimension.
Nobody was happy about this.
Without knowing whether Hu Jiu had actually stolen nuclear bombs, or how many he had stolen, no one dared to make any rash moves.
"Okay, I was just telling a joke to lighten the mood. Those bullets were all fake." Hu Jiu told the truth with a smile.
No one felt reassured by this.
No one can be sure whether what Hu Jiu said is true or false.
Even those who lack sufficient understanding of the power of Supernatural forces should at least grasp the destructive power of a nuclear bomb, right?
In the incredibly tense atmosphere, Hu Jiu seemed completely oblivious to the awkwardness, his tone indifferent, neither clear as a warning nor a reminder:
"This upheaval at Headquarters has left me inexplicably all alone, so you absolutely have to give me a satisfactory explanation~"
This meeting can't continue; it has to be ended abruptly.
Hu Jiu dusted himself off and left. After returning home, he held a funeral that only he attended.
He personally cremated the body and then personally buried the ashes 10,000 meters underground.
He is truly filial, repaying evil with kindness.
To live eternally in a never-ending nightmare while remaining constantly conscious—such a blessing is something most people could only dream of.
A day later, Fu Youhua contacted Hu Jiu personally.
"You have made a great contribution this time. After discussion, it has been unanimously decided that all Headquarters resources and all information and intelligence gathered will be made public to you."
"Hu Jiu, remember this: no matter what happens, Headquarters —no, the entire country—will always be your strongest support!"
See? As long as your fist is strong enough and your value is high enough, no matter how many conflicts there are, they are just minor misunderstandings.
Hu Jiu was all alone and had no particularly close friends, which meant that he had no weaknesses that could be exploited.
Moral blackmail is unrealistic and will most likely backfire, so the only option is to use incentives.
Before any other equally powerful individuals emerge, even if the Headquarters has to hold its nose, it can only fawn over Hu Jiu, sparing no effort to maintain the most amicable relationship with him and treating him like an ancestor.
With Hu Jiu's adorable personality, this parasite has already turned the tables and made the Headquarters his own backyard.
With such precedents, even if an invincible person were to suddenly appear out of nowhere in the future, or a powerful individual were to be cultivated, they would only be another ancestor of the Headquarters.
Fu Youhua chatted briefly with Hu Jiu for a few more minutes. The mass deaths of the Headquarters' senior management, as well as the disappearance of some law Law Enforcer and Ghost Tamers, were all the evil deeds of the Exorcists.
But... it's impossible to continue fighting. Given the current international situation, if a war really breaks out, there will be no benefit other than mutual destruction and gains for others.
Nobody wants to do something that yields negative returns.
Now, the only option is to take a big bite out of America. That's not difficult, since the top Exorcist team was wiped out by the Headquarters' Ghost Tamers. If all else fails, someone did suggest that Hu Jiu could go to America if necessary.
Afterwards, Fu Youhua asked Hu Jiu to handle the remaining Supernatural events in the Capital, and hinted that it would be best to return the corpses and Fierce Ghosts to Headquarters.
"No problem." Hu Jiu readily agreed, since it had already been copied anyway.
The most valuable item was the ghost that Bill controlled, which could create a solid dome. It took Hu Jiu two hits to break it, demonstrating its immense strength.
There's an area in Capital that's overflowing with color, and the Source Ghost is a blob of paint.
After collecting the paint, Hu Jiu went to Headquarters and handed over the bodies of the Exorcist and the Ghost Tamer to Fu Youhua, who knew what to do with them.
The Headquarters suffered heavy casualties this time, with Hu Jiu casually killing some of the Ghost Tamers and stronger Law Enforcers.
To make up for the lack of combat power in this area, Hu Jiu handed Fu Youhua a large bunch of the same wooden bracelets.
Fu Youhua understood immediately. "This is the latest product from the Research Department. It can restore youth to a certain extent and provide abundant energy. The leaders above were likely affected by Bill's Supernatural influence, so they definitely need it."
Hu Jiu smiled broadly, "That's not all. After this ordeal, the Research Department has learned its lesson and worked overtime to develop a large number of Supernatural products. Equipping the Headquarters' Ghost Tamer with these Supernatural will greatly improve their efficiency in handling Supernatural events..."
--Playing Cards can now be secretly infiltrated into the organization.
However... there's still one rock that hasn't been leveled.
"Don't worry, Shen Jiliang will never come back."
"That's good."
The Headquarters opened up almost everything to Hu Jiu, so he didn't need to be polite and took full advantage of the situation.
He had already obtained power, strength, and a long and stable life. If he hadn't learned more about the secrets of the origins of the Supernatural, he might have entered his retirement years.
However... the more you know, the more insignificant you feel.
The Prophet told him a secret.