A conversation with Raven 12345 had helped Hao Ren understand many things, including the tangled relationships between the Others and humans, between the Others and Demon Hunters, and the significance of the Demon Hunters to Earth's civilization. More importantly, through that conversation, he had vaguely grasped what it meant for him to be an employee of the Time-Space Administration Bureau.
"You have to learn to look at problems from a higher perspective and realize that you're the spokesperson for a higher civilization," Raven 12345 had said. "Set aside your prejudices as a human and your personal emotional biases. I'm not asking you to become exactly like us, but at the very least, you need to understand what a 'High-level Guardian' is."
"Maybe I'll work with the Demon Hunters someday, too?" Hao Ren asked tentatively.
"You may work with anyone at any time, and you may also oppose anyone at any time. From the day you signed that agreement with me, you stopped belonging to any faction other than the Empire. All you will have is 'the needs of the job.' Your race, faction, prejudices, and personal feelings must all become things of the past." Raven 12345 stared into Hao Ren's eyes. "You may not be able to achieve absolute fairness. Absolute fairness that everyone recognizes doesn't exist in this world, either. But you must at least be 'accurate and error-free.' Of course, that's what the Employee Code says. If you study it hard enough, you might even find loopholes. The upper levels of the Bureau and those fellows in the Military Intelligence Department have studied Mortal Civilization for ten thousand years. They've long since tacitly accepted certain tolerable loopholes..."
Hao Ren broke out in a cold sweat. "Is it really appropriate for you to say that?"
Raven 12345 chuckled. "Then