Seeking the Diviner Again, the Mysterious Wu

"I only wanted to calculate whether our upcoming operation to hunt down the evil god cultists would go smoothly. I never expected this result."

After Huang Hao finished speaking sheepishly, he thought he would receive a harsh rebuke from the captain.

Instead, he saw the captain's grave, stern expression.

And the captain did criticize him—but the direction of that criticism seemed somewhat off.

"Huang Hao, have you been slacking off in your Bureau of Special Affairs training? Anything related to abilities is a major matter. Do you think an S-rank Contract Anomalist would ask you to do something like this for no reason?"

Chen Mingzhong looked at him in disappointment.

"'Nothing is favorable'—that is the outcome of failing to capture the evil god cultists. Since we know this, we can choose to alter our operational strategy."

"As long as the process changes and we do our best to accomplish this, then the result... While the result is important, we've been fighting those evil god cultists for so long."

"When have we ever been able to completely wipe them out?"

The captain took out a sheet of paper, scribbled several lines across it, then stamped it with his seal. "All right, I'm approving a few days of leave for you. Go home and see your family."

"Look at those dark circles under your eyes. Anyone who didn't know better would think we were exploiting Bureau of Special Affairs personnel."

Huang Hao froze. Even after accepting the approved leave form, he still had not recovered his senses. Holding it helplessly, he said, "Captain?"

"All right, all right, hurry home. I'll have someone take you back. Pack whatever luggage you need, and stop standing here getting in the way of my work."

Chen Mingzhong waved him off, chasing him away as though swatting