Bureau 749. Let us speak of two matters separately.
At the very moment Jiang Che returned to his detached villa and fell into a deep sleep.
Deep in a remote mountain on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.
A heavily armored, bulletproof transport vehicle with completely blackened windows slowly entered a secret underground military base, escorted by several off-road vehicles carrying armed personnel.
It was Bureau 749, a top-secret organization directly under the military and specializing in handling all manner of unnatural phenomena.
The vehicles came to a stop.
Two special agents jumped out of the transport vehicle.
With solemn expressions, they verified identities with the armed guards who had come to receive them and handed over the top-secret documents.
Just then.
Wu Xiao, who had been locked inside a fully enclosed stainless-steel cage in the rear of the transport vehicle.
Finally slowly opened his eyes amid the bumps after more than two hours of deep unconsciousness...
Wu Xiao stared blankly at the pitch-black alloy roof above him for two seconds.
Then, utterly bewildered, he raised a hand and instinctively scratched his hair, which was as messy as a bird's nest.
As his brain rebooted, the memories that had crashed came flooding wildly back into his mind.
He recalled all the absurd things that had just happened...
That fucking idiot system had screwed him over again and again. Not only had he lost a man's dignity.
Because he had failed the tipping mission, he had even been forcibly transformed into a half-beast monster with two pig trotters and a wild boar tail!
It was precisely because of that world-ending humiliation and terror that rage had overwhelmed him, causing him to cough up blood and faint on the spot.
"Something's wrong..."
Wu Xiao suddenly shuddered and became fully awake.
"Before I