Come Play with Me

The research institute didn't remain in chaos for long.

They have extensive experience dealing with leaks of this experimental reagent.

The One injured researcher was quickly taken away, and the leaked medicine was dealt with.

The chaos was quickly brought under control.

The logistics staff, unfazed, continued walking forward without turning their heads.

"The area in front is the Sales Department and the Transport Department."

"Researchers will develop some products; they are generally responsible for providing the technology. Then, they put the products into production on the production line. The manufactured goods will be sent to the Sales Department for price evaluation, and finally, the Sales Department will sell them."

"The Transport Department is responsible for transporting goods, people, and various other items that need to be transported."

"The Security Department and the Energy Department are on the other side."

"The Execution Department is in the innermost area, and it occupies the largest space. Ah, we've arrived."

The Execution Department lobby was decorated simply, without any flashy colors. The sofas around the room were soft and in a classic black color that never goes wrong.

The surrounding walls were covered in scratches. These walls were made of an unknown but extremely hard metal. How much force would be needed to leave marks on them?

A maintenance worker wearing a yellow helmet, carrying a bucket of silver-white paint, is repainting the damaged walls.

Logistics staff. "This is a place for the Contract Anomalist to rest temporarily. They often meet up, and sometimes, on a whim, they'll spar here."

"Although there is a dedicated training ground at Headquarters, what's wrong with Contract Anomalist wanting to practice a few moves here?"

Du Jiashi couldn't help but complain, "This sounds wrong no matter how you look at it!"

"This is where the Contract Anomalist lives. This is the recreation room, this is the kitchen, this is the tavern, this is the hot spring room, this is the library..."

The Execution Department truly lives up to its reputation as the department that occupies the largest area.

In addition to each person having a room even larger than a luxury villa, a wide variety of entertainment venues are provided, covering almost all forms of entertainment. If you can think of it, you can find it here.

Du Jiashi even saw an ice rink with a snowfield next to it. The thick snow made this southerner eager to try it out.

Wow! So much snow!

Yang Yu's eyes lit up. No matter how mature he acted, he was still a child at heart. Even adults would be moved by the pure white snow, let alone him.

The logistics staff tactfully said, "After your audience with Fu Zhang, all you Contract Anomalist are free to go and explore."

As long as there are no tasks.

In reality, despite the abundance of entertainment venues here, very few Contract Anomalist actually visit, as most of Contract Anomalist are out on missions.

After completing their missions, the Contract Anomalist either went to recuperate or went straight to sleep.

Few Contract Anomalist would frequent these entertainment facilities; probably only newcomers would be curious about them.

The group followed the logistics staff out of the rest area and headed to the Execution Department's office area.

Just as they were about to pass by the snow.

A mound in the snow suddenly moved, snow began to fall in a flurry, and a hand emerged from the snow.

Du Jiashi and Yang Yu, who had been paying attention to Xue, were startled.

"Holy crap!"

"Wow!"

Xu Rou: "What's wrong?"

Du Jiashi: "There, there suddenly a hand reached out."

The others quickly looked towards the snow.

Sure enough, the hand that suddenly appeared on the thick layer of snow looked rather frightening.

The logistics staff quickly opened the transparent door, and as soon as it was opened, cold air rushed out.

He jogged over in small steps, squatted down on the snow, and began to pry the snow away with his hands.

Soon, more and more of the hand was exposed, and then a person's head appeared.

"Master Mi Lan!!!"

The logistics staff quickly dug the person out of the snow.

Upon touching it, its skin was ice-cold, and its breathing was barely perceptible, prompting the logistics staff to urgently perform first aid.

The man suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

This startled the logistics staff, who plopped down on the snow.

He touched his head, seemingly a little confused about where he was. After looking around, he said, "Ah, so I was asleep?"

The logistics staff cried out in despair, "Mi Lan, don't fall asleep in the snow! You'll die! You really will die! You might never wake up again!"

The others were also quite frightened.

"Who is this?" Du Jiashi walked over. This was an unfamiliar young man. He was very handsome, especially his blue eyes, which were like a deep sea or a blue sky.

Moreover, judging from his still chubby face, the boy is probably around fifteen years old.

The logistics staff member wiped his sweat. "This is Lord Mi Lan of the Object Counter Alliance. Like you, he is also Contract Anomalist."

The support staff pulled her out of the snow and brushed the snowflakes off her. "Please, Mi Lan Mi Lan, go back and take a shower and change your clothes, otherwise you might catch a cold."

Mi Lan completely ignored the logistics staff's words and sized up Du Jiashi and the others. "Are you new recruits?"

Du Jiashi and the others nodded.

"Great! Play with me!" Mi Lan said happily.

The logistics staff member stammered, his voice trembling, "Fu Zhang needs to see them. Later... or perhaps I could stay and keep Mi Lan company?"

By the end, the logistics personnel's faces were filled with expressions of heroic sacrifice, selflessness, and courageous death.

Mi Lan glanced at him and said unhappily, "What do you have to play with?"

Du Jiashi: "Wait, what you mean by 'playing together' doesn't mean you're the one playing, and we're the ones being played?"

Mi Lan smiled, his eyes narrowing, which made him look even more innocent and adorable. "Big brother, play with me!"

Yang Yu frowned, and subtly moved a little further away from the person.

He sensed no malice from this person; instead, he found the other person to be quite naive and enthusiastic.

However, sometimes, naivety is the cruelest thing.

Xu Rou sighed, "Young master, although we would love to play with you, Fu Zhang has something to tell us. If we delay Fu Zhang Zhang's time, wouldn't we all be in the wrong?"

Xu Rou, having been in the business for quite some time, quickly found the other party's weakness, betting that they wouldn't dare offend the pillar of the Execution Department.

Sure enough, after listening to them, Mi Lan didn't press the matter any further.

"Honestly, what a spoilsport." Mi Lan kicked the snow off her feet and then quickly slipped away.

Although the logistics staff watched the little tyrant leave, his face was still contorted with grief; clearly, this wasn't over yet. "Please, Contract Anomalist, this way."