Zhang Chiguo's Scheme
Han Su had to admit that he was a little scared.
Before, he'd thought Miss Ai was a bit secretive and not straightforward enough. Now, though, he could only think:
Was Miss Ai being a little too brazen?
These were all B-class...
Zhang Chiguo had previously given him a thorough explanation of the criteria for classifying each task level, because Han Su hadn't shown enough respect for these anomalies.
C-class tasks were already a meat grinder for Executors. B-class tasks were the kind that even investigators had to risk their lives to fight. A task was classified as B-class because its threat reached that level, meaning it could put the real-world defenses under pressure.
But now, why did they seem cheaper than cabbage?
He even had to pad out his reports. Otherwise, those few short lines wouldn't do justice to the task's classification.
On the first day, he completed four assignments.
On the second day, he broke the record, completing six assignments in a single day.
By the third day, Han Su had dealt with a massive backlog of incidents, bringing his total to seventeen assignments.
He'd broken the record set by a certain freak—now an Independent Investigator—who had taken on fourteen anomalies in three days. He'd become the new record holder in the three years since the Disaster Management Bureau's founding. In just three days, the name Butcher Investigator had taken the entire Bureau by storm.
Meanwhile, his Mental Activity had been rising rapidly.
Three days later, it had already reached 69%.
Just days ago, the Divine Realm had seemed impossibly distant and mysterious. Now, he was only one step away from reaching it.
This progress left Han Su, who'd spent his whole life struggling to survive, feeling a little out of his depth.
Of course,