After visiting Nanming, everyone returned to a regular ward to recuperate.
Hela and Si Xiaobei were busy delivering food and water to everyone, while Feng Xuan sat leisurely on Liu Xiaogang's bed looking at his phone.
" Fengzi, Hela and Xiaobei are both busy. Isn't it inappropriate for you to sit there looking at your phone?"
Liu Xiaogang looked at Feng Xuan speechlessly and even gave him a light kick.
Feng Xuan shifted his position slightly, replying without looking up, "I'm not playing around; I'm looking at the detailed data after this mission is completed."
"Cut!"
bite!
At that moment, everyone's phone rang.
Xing Lan took out her phone and looked at it, then suddenly became happy.
"Haha, the reward for this mission has been paid out!"
Let me see how many there are.
After carefully examining the numbers on her phone, Xing Lan's smile slowly faded.
"What... only seventy thousand? I thought I'd get more money this time since I killed a ' Super Aberrant ' level Variant."
"Eliminating the Variant isn't our job. Giving us more money is already generous enough."
Feng Xuan waved his hand, glanced at his money, and went back to looking at the documents.
"Huh?! Why don't I have any money?!"
Ye Ciqing stared at the unresponsive phone in his hand, turning it off and on again, but there was still no notification sound.
"Brother, do you have money?"
He leaned his head towards Ye Yiqing's phone.
"I don't have any either." Ye Yiqing shook her head and handed him her phone.
"What's going on?!"
Ye Ci scratched his head, completely baffled.
Sun Hai, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. "Because you are not official team members yet. Although it has been agreed, the transfer has not been officially completed yet."
So naturally, your superiors didn't pay you wages, and neither did Hela."
"Ah--!"
Ye Ciqing clutched his head and screamed in despair, "I thought I was about to earn my first pot of gold..."
"Isn't your family quite wealthy? Why are you so upset?"
Ye Ciqing turned to look at Liu Xiaogang, giving him a look that said, "You don't understand."
"How can they be the same? What I earn myself is completely different from what I ask my family for. I can lose 100,000 yuan without batting an eye, but this is all earned by myself!"
"..."
Okay, Liu Xiaogang admits he was a little envious, and at the same time, he underestimated how rich Ye Ciqing's family was.
Suddenly, Feng Xuan, who was looking at the documents, widened his eyes and magnified the documents with two fingers.
He pressed his eyes almost against it to examine it closely, as if afraid of seeing something wrong.
"Ugh!"
After seeing it clearly, Feng Xuan felt nauseous, covered his mouth, grabbed the trash can from the bedside, and began to vomit violently.
"Vomit--!"
This startled Liu Xiaogang, who was sitting by the bed.
" Fengzi, what's wrong? Did you see something interesting that's making you want to eat?"
Feng Xuan weakly raised his head, and when he saw Liu Xiaogang behind the boxed lunch, he couldn't help but vomit again.
"Brother Feng Xuan, what's wrong?"
Si Xiaobei put down the lunchbox and went over to ask her with concern.
After vomiting everything out of his stomach, Feng Xuan weakly raised his head.
"You go find a doctor now and arrange for each of us to have our stomachs pumped..."
"Ah, why?"
Si Xiaobei tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.
"You go first!"
"Alright then." Feng Xuan's attitude was firm, so Si Xiaobei had no choice but to go out and find a doctor first.
What's wrong with you?
Sun Hai turned to look at Feng Xuan, whose expression was gloomy and hesitant.
"Well... the data says that the people of Chicken Village have indeed been brainwashed by that Variant, and some of them have indeed committed suicide."
"So?" Xing Lan ate her boxed lunch in big mouthfuls, listening attentively to Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan swallowed hard, mentally prepared himself, and slowly opened his mouth.
"After they committed suicide... the villagers would dismember them, and then use the flesh to offer to the gods and... entertain guests..."
Snap!
Xing Lan dropped the lunchbox in her hand to the ground, and froze on the spot.
The others looked at Feng Xuan in horror, each harboring a very bad feeling.
"The food we ate in the village... the meat in it was... human flesh..."
"Vomit--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire ward was filled with the sounds of vomiting and screams of despair.
The Special Investigation Squad, who were originally scheduled to be discharged today, ended up staying in the hospital for a few more days because of this incident.
They were all discharged after undergoing gastric lavage and psychological treatment.
Of course, Hela is an exception to all of this.
After being discharged from the hospital, Hela and her two companions finally became official members and were given their own weapons.
It's just that none of the three of them seem to like it very much.
During the months that followed Nanming's hospitalization, the rest of the team took on various investigation tasks, both Xiaoxiao.
On average, there is one task per week, with execution time ranging from one to seven days.
Although they are guaranteed at least 50,000 yuan for each mission, they simply don't have time to go shopping.
If we can get through a week smoothly, we should be thankful.
Today marks the day Nanming was discharged from the hospital after recovering.
"Brother Nanming, you're finally better."
Si Xiaobei helped Nanming up and walked towards the hospital entrance with a smile.
"I'm fully recovered, I don't need your help."
Nanming smiled somewhat helplessly, and Si Xiaobei awkwardly withdrew her hand.
"Hehe, sorry, Brother Nanming."
Nanming patted Si Xiaobei's head and walked out of the hospital with him.
Upon seeing the scene outside the hospital, Nanming was first taken aback, then smiled warmly.
The entire Special Investigation Squad stood at the hospital entrance, watching Nanming.
Although they stood rather sparsely to avoid blocking others, Nanming was still somewhat moved.
Feng Xuan, who was leaning against the wall, stood up and pointed outside the door.
"Come on, we've come to take you home."
Nanming Ming nodded and followed the Special Investigation Squad back to their own 'home'.
Star Barbershop.
Today was a rare day of free time, Xing Lan slumped on the sofa like a rag doll, staring blankly at the boring TV.
Ye Ciqing sat next to him, chatting on his phone with his girlfriend who was far away in Japan.
The basement was filled with the sounds of swords clashing, produced by Sun Hai, Liu Xiaogang, and Ye Yiqing practicing their martial arts.
Nanming and Si Xiaobei were taking a nap.
The door to the barbershop was pushed open, and Feng Xuan, carrying a large box, walked in with Hela.
Hela was also carrying several bags of snacks.
Upon seeing Feng Xuan return, Ye Ciqing immediately turned off her phone and ran to him.
"Shut up, Fengzi. Could you please come pick up the package?"
As he spoke, he took the package from Feng Xuan's hand.
Feng Xuan waved his hand, "It's nothing. It's good to go out for some fresh air once in a while. I also bought some snacks for Hela."