Are They All Just Empty Words?

Previously, the existence of the Bureau of Special Affairs had been classified.

He hadn't told his family that he had become an Anomaly Tamer or joined a government department.

He had only said that he had joined a special department, doing work somewhat like that of a SWAT officer.

The job was busy, but the benefits and pay were excellent.

After Huang Hao finished the call, he still couldn't settle down. It wasn't that he didn't trust his colleagues.

He simply couldn't stop worrying about his family.

He had joined the Bureau of Special Affairs in the first place so he could root out all the Evil Deity's believers and protect his family.

Otherwise, as long as those Evil Deity believers kept causing trouble, ordinary people would always be in danger—becoming sacrifices to the Evil Deity or food for anomalies.

Fighting alone was obviously nowhere near as good as joining the authorities.

At the very least, after joining the authorities, he could have them protect his family as well.

With the Bureau of Special Affairs protecting them, his family should have been safe...

"Huang Hao?"

Zhou Tian patted his shoulder. "What's going on? You've seemed off all day. Is your injury from last time not healed yet? Or is the anomaly inside you acting up?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm fine."

Huang Hao hurriedly waved his hands, saying that he was perfectly fine. The injuries he had sustained last time had only been minor ones. Besides, the Aberration Association had heard that their two rookies had received treatment from the Bureau of Special Affairs' medical personnel.

This time, they had also provided healing potions to the injured Anomaly Tamers.

Those healing potions were seriously far better than any medicine they had.

One dose, and the injuries healed quickly!

The reason he looked