Is He Controlling the Anomalies, or Are the Anomalies Controlling Him?

Ji Wu hurriedly stuffed the person into the medical pod.

Press the lid to begin treatment.

Xu Zhou deliberately avoided his internal organs; although he suffered penetrating wounds, none of them hit vital organs.

After lying in the medical pod for ten minutes, his injuries had basically healed.

After finishing their own work, the employees gathered around Jiang Tianzong and the others who had come out of the medical pod earlier, bringing them various foods and drinks.

"This is chicken soup my mom made; it's good for nourishing the body."

"I made you some red date, goji berry, and brown sugar water to help replenish your blood."

"You must be hungry after your mission. Here's pork rib and char siu rice with some old-fashioned soup. Eat up, don't go hungry."

The employees took out their own food and handed it to Jiang Tianzong and the others.

Jiang Tianzong, his face sour, roared unhappily, "I don't need these things."

Glug!

His stomach suddenly rumbled loudly, loud enough for everyone present to hear.

Jiang Tianzong couldn't help but blush. He clicked his tongue, pulled up his hood to cover his face, and said, "I have to go now."

After saying that, he turned and left, and no one could stop him.

With no other option, the others could only surround Zhang Lin and Zhao Hun.

The two were really unable to refuse the hospitality, but they didn't want to eat the employees' lunch.

Fortunately, Ji Wu came to their rescue, saying, "Headquarters will send someone to deliver meals; they've lost a lot of blood and need some special nutrition."

The medical bay can heal wounds, but lost blood cannot be replenished in a short time.

Fortunately, the physical attributes of the Contract Anomalist have been modified by strange powers, so as long as they replenish their nutrition, they can recover quickly.

Ji Wu had said that, the other employees had no choice but to take back their lunches. However, they still stuffed the snacks and drinks into Zhang Lin and Zhao Hun's hands before returning to their workstations.

Xu Zhou followed behind Ji Wu, looking exhausted.

Zhang Lin looked him over. "Are you alright?"

Xu Zhou nodded, "It's alright."

Zhang Lin found it strange. Just now, after he made eye contact with Xu Zhou, the other party did not dodge or avoid his gaze as usual. Instead, he stared at him with a very firm and calm gaze.

Zhang Lin inexplicably felt that he was also being scrutinized and analyzed by the other party.

Is Xu Zhou this kind of person?

Why does getting injured completely change a person's personality?

"Xu Zhou, you..."

Zhang Lin stopped talking after being looked at by Xu Zhou.

Zhang Lin's brow twitched. What could possibly have caused such a cold, killer-like gaze in such a short time?

Seeing his hesitation, Xu Zhou asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Lin: "I... nothing."

Zhao Hun looked around, wondering what they were talking about. "What's wrong? There's a heavy atmosphere here."

"Mr. Ji, did Headquarters really send over a feast? I'm starving! Take me to eat!"

Zhao Hun was still thinking about the nutritious meal that Ji Wu had mentioned that Headquarters had sent.

Ji Wu had no choice but to take them out to eat first, and also invited Jiang Tianzong, who was holed up in his office and dared not come out.

The Headquarters used fruits, vegetables, and grains obtained from exchanging with the residents of the Vaser Dungeon, along with beef and pork purchased to make steaks and pork chops—six dishes and a soup, a very generous portion.

I don't know if it's because the soil in the Vaser Dungeon is very fertile, or if the rice seeds they have are different, but the rice they grow is crystal clear and plump after being cooked.

It's incredibly chewy and springy, without being too hard, and the rice is so fragrant and sweet that you could easily eat two large bowls of it without any other dishes.

A group of young men ate without even looking up.

After eating three bowls of rice, Zhao Hun patted his full belly contentedly and let out a burp. "It was so delicious."

Zhang Lin also ate a bit too much, but then stopped thanks to self-control, as being too full would hinder his movement.

Xu Zhou and Jiang Tianzong were still eating.

The Contract Anomalist) had a much larger appetite than ordinary people, and the Gao Qiang of combat also consumed a lot of energy. They ate five large bowls of rice and still didn't stop.

The logistics staff were used to this; when the food and rice were almost gone, someone would push a cart with new dishes and rice.

Zhang Lin and Zhao Hun felt even fuller just watching them stuff food into their mouths.

Zhao Hun: "Are you really okay? Won't you feel bloated from eating so much?"

Ji Wu: "It's alright, the Contract Anomalist have excellent digestive abilities; this little bit of food won't upset them."

An hour had passed by the time the two finally finished eating.

"Call!"

Xu Zhou let out a satisfied sigh. After eating his fill, he felt sleepy again, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower and rest."

"Go on, you guys too, go get some sleep."

After taking care of the new recruits, Ji Wu went to clean up their mess.

Fortunately, there are Information Cocoon, so no one else can trace them back to them.

Ji Wu only needed to send people to clean up the remaining bloodstains.

The Headquarters has dedicated staff to cleaning these kinds of things.

Ding-dong!

A message was sent to Ji Wu's phone.

Ever since Skywing A was livestreamed last time, Ji Wu has been paying close attention to news online. After all, the mastermind behind the last incident hasn't been caught yet, and who knows when they'll cause trouble again.

So Ji Wu, along with Bai Zuo, created an automatic search software that would pop up a notification window whenever certain keywords appeared online.

"Ancient civilization ruins discovered abroad, suspected to involve Contract Anomalist?"

"A certain country claims: 'The Contract Anomalist is not a profession unique to the Xia Kingdom; in much earlier times, we also possessed this group of mysterious extraordinary individuals.'"

Ji Wu: "Those with special constitutions do have a certain chance of coexisting with the supernatural and gaining supernatural power. However, only the Anomaly Containment Association has a unique method for contracting with the supernatural, which is also the method with the least cost and the least likely to backfire."

"Only those with Contract Anomalist."

Ji Wu had heard other Contract Anomalist say that outside the organization, there were many people who would take risks in order to gain power.

They went to capture the supernatural, using special methods to increase their affinity with it, and then tried to use their bodies to contain and control it.

These people succeeded.

However, each time they used the strange power, their bodies were corroded by the strange power a little deeper. In the end, it became impossible to tell whether they were controlling the strange power or the strange power was controlling them.

These people are even more mentally unstable, more insane than the Contract Anomalist, and it's a kind of madness that burns itself out of all restraint.

"If it really is these people, what have they been doing abroad?"

Ji Wu thought about it and decided that he still needed to report it to Headquarters.

Let Headquarters handle this.