Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 135 Something Outside the Window

"Then what do you think? Pangu, who created the world, Gonggong, who angrily struck Mount Buzhou, and Xingtian, who danced with a halberd..." Zhulong continued, "Are they gods or humans?"

"I am an atheist." Sun Hang replied.

"In your eyes, can those unimaginably powerful primitive monsters be called gods?"

"why not?"

"Aren't you an atheist?"

"'God' is just a code name, just like 'Sun Hang' and 'Zhu Long'. It has no special meaning to me." Sun Hang smiled slyly, "I just don't believe in those man-made religious idols."

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Tianfu City, Abnormal Investigation Bureau.

Although the Longyanlei incident has ended, Yin Xiang, who has just been promoted to a full-time employee, has no time to rest - although the five times overtime pay for a full-time investigator is indeed very attractive, the intensity of work is fully worth the amount.

Yin Xiang hadn't slept for almost two days and two nights. He glanced at the strong coffee in the cup that was as bitter as Chinese medicine and couldn't help but sigh... Drinking coffee to stay awake no longer had much effect. He felt his eyelids were as heavy as if they were hanging with two lead balls. The irresistible weight was pulling his eyelids down all the time.

Yin Xiang couldn't help but think of a meme he had seen on the Internet before: a group of "cows and horses" working overtime desperately, so busy that they didn't even have time to drink coffee to refresh themselves. There was an infusion pole standing next to each of them, and the strong coffee in the infusion bag was directly injected into the veins of these "cows and horses" through a syringe.

Yin Xiang thought that maybe he should just find a syringe and inject the concentrated coffee liquid directly into his blood vessels - if he died, it would be a relief.

"Team leader... do we need to continue screening this pile of documents tonight?" Yin Xiang gestured with his palm to the piles of documents on the table that were taller than the computer screen, and shouted weakly.

"Of course! The Disaster Countermeasures Committee needs it urgently!" said a middle-aged man who also had dark circles under his eyes. The ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts, and the whole office was filled with a choking smell of cigarettes that was difficult to dissipate.

Yin Xiang originally thought that the job of a formal investigator was to track down those unusual things in the streets or in the wilderness. At the very least, he should visit and investigate among the crowd to search for clues... But he never expected that his first job after becoming a regular employee would be to organize this massive amount of document archives.

Is this job... any different from the lowest-level office clerks in the city management committee?
Have it?

Probably... there is, right?
Yin Xiang comforted himself in his heart that, at least, with the level of office clerks, they would not have access to these "confidential files".

These files were left over from decades ago when computers were not yet popular. They record all the sightings and encounters with strange creatures or suspected strange creatures in Shuzhou and surrounding areas.

The Investigation Bureau spent a lot of manpower to collect these things from the archives of various cities, counties, and towns in Shuzhou, and transported them here. Some of these files are even older than Yin Xiang's great-grandfather. The paper is full of holes and yellow and brittle. If you are not careful, it will immediately break into powder - for this, Yin Xiang has been criticized by the team leader several times.

"A strange creature that has the ability to fly or stay in the air for a short period of time, moves at an extremely fast speed, weighs between eight and ten tons, and emits a bright white light at night..." Yin Xiang silently recited the target he was looking for while sorting out a stack of old files that he had just flipped through and carefully placed them in a special file box.

These files contain extremely valuable information. According to the original words of the director of the Investigation Bureau, the bureau can take this opportunity to digitize all the paper files accumulated in Shuzhou over the past hundred years. Next to Yin Xiang's desk, more than a dozen file boxes of the same type have been piled up, and someone will soon deliver these boxes to the archive room on the basement floor.

The leader said this easily, but when it comes to its implementation, the workload is so horrific that it is just like a group of little kids are sitting in a sand pit building sand castles with plastic buckets and toy shovels, and suddenly a man comes and asks these little kids to rebuild the Great Wall.

To put it nicely, this is overestimating one's own abilities; to put it bluntly, this is pure idiocy.

"Huh... It seems I'm not the worst off." Yin Xiang yawned and said, "Those guys who are responsible for entering files have a much heavier workload than me..."

Yin Xiang estimated that if he didn't die suddenly, he would be able to finish reading all the files in a week at most... But if those people in the archives wanted to digitize all the files, they would probably have to frantically type on the keyboard in front of the computer screen for the next few months.

The more recent printed documents can still be input with the help of scanners, but the vast majority of handwritten documents really need to be manually input into the computer system word by word...

Yin Xiang felt his scalp tingling just thinking about it.

"Everyone, hold on a little longer." The team leader clapped his hands and said to the dozen or so investigators who were working hard in the office, "There is still half an hour until twelve o'clock. At that time, we will give you four hours of rest time, so that you can solve the problem of eating and have a good sleep. Comrades, don't worry, no matter how late we work overtime, there will be hot meals waiting for us in the cafeteria."

"Hot meals? They must be hot pre-prepared meal packs..." Yin Xiang couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Four hours of sleep time, this is simply a joke... These investigators are just ordinary people, not infected people like the hunters. If they continue like this, I'm afraid someone will really die suddenly.

Yin Xiang couldn't help but feel a little regretful... If he had known earlier, he should have insisted on letting Sun Hang turn himself into an infected person...

When he thought of Sun Hang, he gnashed his teeth again - this guy went to Chunming City to enjoy himself, but he left a mess behind and asked them to clean up his mess. The key is that they have to clean up his mess day and night for several days...

"Sun Hang, Sun Hang, you said you witnessed some white shadow...it would have been better if you had gone out a few seconds later..."

Just as Yin Xiang was working and complaining, he seemed to see something flash past the window in a trance.

He suddenly shuddered, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

"Team...Team leader?" Yin Xiang shouted in a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)