I'm Just Asking, Do You Pay Overtime?

Blood-red warnings flashed frantically before Bai Zhu's eyes like an ECG during a heart attack.

Since obtaining the system, he had never seen such a spectacle.

[Warning: Residual traces of a homologous heterogeneous system detected!]

[Recommendation: Host should immediately cease contact!]

[Current permissions insufficient to determine target status!]

[Warning: The Soul King's Pen fragment is at risk of being reverse-engineered!]

Lines of glaring red text popped up one after another, as if afraid he might miss them.

Bai Zhu did not immediately reach out to push the door open.

Instead, he lowered his head with great interest and observed the reactions of the three items on him.

The Blue Crystal Necklace on his chest was glowing, its light steady and pure, carrying an air of lofty scrutiny.

The Soul King's Pen in his hand trembled faintly, like a hunting dog that had caught the scent of blood—excited yet wary.

The system panel before him, meanwhile, was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, fur standing on end as it blared warnings like mad.

All three reacted at once, yet each showed a different attitude.

"You weren't this considerate when you had me survive naked in the Hunter world."

Bai Zhu softly remarked to the air.

Though he was joking, he had already tucked the pen back into his hair. His free hand had quietly shifted into a sword-gripping stance, palm resting on the hilt of Ryujin Jakka. He suppressed his Reiatsu to an almost nonexistent level, becoming like a stone by the roadside, every edge concealed.

The next moment, he stopped hesitating.

He extended his free hand and pressed it directly against the enormous circular Stone Gate carved with a vortex pattern.

The instant his palm touched the door, the pen in his hair suddenly flew