The Chaos

The guards on the outer perimeter let Jiang Yue go without giving it much thought. After all, this kind of job—hauling away experimental waste—happened every day.

Captain Wu had dumped everything on the new rookie today, and everyone else was happy to enjoy some peace and quiet. Naturally, they were all pleased.

Still, in a group this large, there was bound to be someone more perceptive. One of them remarked that he felt like it had been a long time since he'd seen Captain Wu.

That immediately drew agreement from several others.

"Now that you mention it, you're right. Usually, he can't go more than a few minutes without coming out to throw his weight around. He lectures anyone he sees, practically wearing his arrogance on his face. Why's he acting differently today?"

"Strange. He's always been afraid we'll mess up, and keeps a tight leash on us in case we slack off. Shouldn't he be even stricter at a time like this? Why hasn't he shown his face in so long? If I remember right, it's been at least an hour since we last saw him."

"Maybe something special came up today, and he has more security duties to handle? Hey, why do we care about him? Isn't it easier for us if he stays away? Or do you actually like having him scream in your face?"

Aside from his cronies, there were very few guards who liked someone like Captain Wu.

After all, a greedy, snobbish, short-tempered bastard who cursed people out at the drop of a hat wasn't exactly popular.

But one of them said, "I don't know why, but I feel like something about this is off."

The others grew serious at his words.

He was a psychic-type Awakened with an unusually sharp intuition and a