The lights in the passage suddenly began to flicker. Test subjects in the laboratories on either side screamed as all manner of anomalous objects twisted and deformed.
Ghost markings flowed across the passage before Gao Ming, which gradually turned illusory. Though they stood still, they kept drawing closer to something in a particular direction. The enormous bunker seemed to be someone's body, subject to that person's control.
"Looks like the Bureau Chief can't wait any longer."
Gao Ming pressed a hand to his chest and narrowed his eyes. The other party had revealed formidable strength. Space shifted in eerie, unpredictable ways, and the auras of life and death intertwined everywhere. He could not begin to guess what their ability actually was.
A few seconds later, the view before Gao Ming opened up. They had arrived at the General Investigation Bureau's most secret—and most central—location.
Office cubicles were stacked together like boxes, each occupied by an expressionless living person processing various reports. They seemed incapable of fatigue. Their upper bodies worked at a furious pace, while their lower bodies remained completely hidden behind their desks, motionless.
"This is the heart of the Hanhai General Investigation Bureau, and its brain as well. Every day, it processes tens of thousands of anomaly reports and mobilizes the branches throughout the city to combat the shadow world." Jingtuo God set aside his arrogance, showing humility before Gao Ming for the first time.
Several orders emerged from the cubicles every minute. The staff seemed permanently fixed to their seats.
"Don't they get tired?" The First Team Leader's fingers trembled slightly around his cigarette. "Why do I sense the aura of ghosts coming from them?"
"As expected of the Security team leader Wan Jie values most. They are indeed not human." As Jingtuo God finished speaking, every