Infiltrating the Inner Circle

Just as the overnight turmoil at Nandu Base had yet to settle, and Shangguan Rong's forceful actions early that morning stirred up another wave of unrest, a base cleaner making his routine morning rounds stood staring blankly at the patch of grass before him. Rare shock and bewilderment filled his eyes.

"Hurry up and sweep. There's plenty going on today, so don't offend anyone." Murong Luocheng happened to pass by and kindly offered a reminder. So much had happened that morning already; the higher-ups of the base and the group that had come to Nandu Base were probably all in foul moods!

The cleaners at Nandu Base were also residents of the base. These were regular jobs within the base—anyone with work could earn enough to eat, and diligent workers could even be assigned housing, so no one had much to complain about.

"But..." The cleaner did not know how to put it and merely pointed at the bushes. "How am I supposed to clean that?"

"What?" Murong Luocheng did not understand and could not help frowning. "If it's trash, just gather it up and throw it away."

"Uh, okay." After thinking it over, the cleaner could only nod. He then pulled out a large sack from behind him and trembled as he approached the "trash" he had been unable to bring himself to deal with for so long.

Seeing him take out such a large bag, Murong Luocheng, who had been about to leave, could not help becoming curious. Could it be evidence of last night's fire at the research institute? With suspicion in his heart, he stepped forward for a closer look—and instantly froze.

"Major General Huang Shuzhen? You?" Murong Luocheng stared wide-eyed in shock.

There was a completely naked man lying in the bushes, his skin frozen