Being taken into custody was out of the question. Just as Bai Yang was about to take Song Yidao away for the perverse thrill of being chased by the police, Song Yidao pulled out a little red booklet. Special Action Team was printed on the cover.
The dozen or so special police officers surrounding them took one look at the booklet, said nothing, and turned to leave, as if speeding and using supernatural powers in the city had never happened.
"This thing really comes in handy. No need to worry about getting pulled over for speeding or drunk driving." Song Yidao tucked the booklet away and shrugged.
Bai Yang asked curiously, "Special Action Team? What kind of department is that?"
"A special armed force that arrests people who commit crimes with supernatural abilities. It was formed a few years ago, when the world first started changing. I pulled a few strings through my family and got myself a position, but I've never actually gone after a single supernatural criminal. Those guys are all desperados. A wise man doesn't stand beneath a crumbling wall, and I'm not about to take that kind of risk. Keeping my head down and growing stronger is the way to go," Song Yidao answered shamelessly.
Bai Yang understood. Every country had organizations like that. Power had to be kept in check; otherwise, with the rate at which ordinary people's personal strength was growing, the world would have descended into chaos long ago. There'd be no way cities could still be as relatively peaceful as they were now.
"Want to find somewhere for a drink?" Bai Yang suggested.
"Sounds great. I know a good restaurant in Magic City. They specialize in all kinds of mutant creature ingredients. The food's incredible, and it's good for you, too. Though