My wife is the stand-in.

The tall, burly knights stretched out their hands, blocking the excited reporters from entering.

"Let us in!"

"Didn't you see that angel? She might be a spy sent by the Knights!"

"Don't pull me! I'm warning you, or I'll write down your misdeeds and report them out!"

The reporters at the forefront belonged to an unscrupulous organization and did things even worse than paparazzi. They were fearless for nothing but news and money. Immediately, someone slammed his face into the knight's hand, then lay down on the spot and began to howl skillfully.

The surrounding reporters tacitly pulled out their cameras and started taking pictures.

"Someone's being hit! Someone's being hit!" someone shouted, starting to disrupt the situation.

Some people started writing essays on the spot, while others shoved microphones into the "culprit's" face, asking about the ins and outs of the incident and secretly recording it.

Reporters from reputable newspapers and magazines stood on the outermost edge, observing with indifference.

They disdain to be associated with these news hyenas, but these unruly colleagues occasionally manage to force their interviewees into a panic and expose their weaknesses, so they just watch and remain silent.

Amanosaki naturally heard the commotion outside the residential area. He understood that these strangers had helped him, and according to the rules of the martial arts world, he was indebted to them.

However, Amanosaki didn't want to get too entangled with strangers, and he believed that these heroes, regardless of their motives, were helping him, and he had an obligation to keep everyone from being bothered by these clingy guys who were like shills advertising their products.

Fortunately, he had some free time after escaping into the residential area.

Amanosaki grabbed Icarus's wrist, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

The four characters "Deputy Section Chief Hu" stand out prominently in the contact person column.

Amanosaki reached two agreements with the Yushan branch, and last night he even signed a major contract with several powerful forces. It makes perfect sense that he has the phone numbers of several influential people saved on his phone.

Hu Zhun, who was busy arranging a series of recommendations for the "To That Distant ACG" post at the branch headquarters, received a ring on his phone. It was his private number, and few people knew about it.

He picked up the phone, looked at it, and laughed: "Good lad, I just saved your number yesterday, and you're already using it today."

He then connected the call.

"Hello, is this Deputy Section Chief Hu Zhun?"

Amanosaki's slightly embarrassed voice came through, with a hint of noise in the background.

As Hu Zhun calmly responded, Amanosaki quickly recounted the whole story, and soon he heard Hu Zhun's usually meticulous chuckle:

"Just wait, it'll only take a few minutes."

A few minutes later, Lin Shuyu walked out of the tent in high heels, her eyes looking a little tired. Her eyes were dry from staring at the screen for a long time, and after rubbing them, there were faint red marks at the corners of her eyes.

It has a somewhat flamboyant style reminiscent of the Japanese style with red eyeshadow.

Coupled with her sharp, figure-hugging women's suit and the aloof aura she exuded after activating [Celestial Form], the appearance of this unattainable beauty was a sight to behold for everyone, while simultaneously drawing gasps of astonishment.

"I thought the angel from before was an absolute beauty, but I never imagined there was someone who could rival her! Who is this girl!?"

No one answered the tabloid reporter's question.

As Lin Shuyu strode into the crowd in high heels, her long, smooth, swan-like neck held high, she made her entrance with the aloofness of a company president on an inspection tour, causing everyone to instinctively look away. Their auras seemed to diminish.

Lin Shuyu glanced at Amanosaki, who was holding Icarus's hand, and glared at him fiercely. She didn't know if she was blaming him for causing trouble all day long, or complaining that she had to clean up his messes while he was watching the show with another girl.

Seeing that everyone had lost their previous imposing manner, the tabloid reporter lying on the ground became anxious. He had been slapped for nothing, and his nose was bleeding. He couldn't possibly have gotten nothing in return, could he?

So he got up, pointed to his face, and shouted, "A knight-errant is hitting people! Aren't the government officials going to do anything about this?!"

Lin Shuyu glanced at the reporter and immediately realized that the injury on his face was not serious enough to cause bleeding. Either his nose was a so-called "sand nose," which was prone to bleeding, or he had deliberately scratched it.

"I am not a civil servant, but a dispatcher at the Sanjiang Hall Reconstruction Center of the [Qunxia Mountain] [Yushan Branch]".

Upon hearing that Lin Shuyu was not a civil servant, the tabloid reporters immediately breathed a sigh of relief. One reporter, whose nose was bleeding, even shouted, "The knight-errant beat someone up, are you going to cover it up in your branch?"

Lin Shuyu immediately replied, "Your injuries will be assessed by a doctor. After the results are in, the reconstruction center will provide compensation according to the guidance of the court and the hospital. Other reporters, please follow the rules and conduct interviews at the construction site. This area is the living quarters for the heroes and the command and control area for the reconstruction center..."

She was interrupted before she could finish speaking:

"Going through the motions is just a way to buy time! You want the injured to heal on their own and reduce the trouble!"

"Yes! Stop with the platitudes! We want results!"

Some people were even muttering sarcastically in the crowd: "She's so young and she's already a dispatcher, handling so many supplies. Heaven knows how she got to that position. Come on, let's write this down and distribute it properly!"

The man emphasized the word "Miss" very heavily, making his mockery extremely clear.

Upon hearing these words, Amanosaki felt a surge of anger rising within him.

Not only him, but all the heroes from the Yushan branch couldn't suppress the murderous rage on their faces.

Lin Shuyu is one of the few second-generation members of the Yushan branch who does not bully others. Despite her high status, she is always busy with frontline work. Not only Amanosaki, but also many other heroes recruited by the Yushan branch are personally invited and brought into the family by Lin Shuyu as a special envoy.

Moreover, Lin Shuyu has always treated everyone with a normal attitude, and her work has never gone wrong.

Now, a single word from this scoundrel hiding in the crowd could ruin a young woman's life. How can this not infuriate everyone?

But Lin Shuyu didn't give the heroes a chance to help. She raised her head, lowered her eyes, and looked down at these news hyenas with disdain:

"Not leaving? Okay. Then let's check your ID."

"We all have press cards and government permits, so we can all come in and conduct interviews!" The reporters became excited when they heard about the document check. They pulled out stamped documents from their pockets, tucked their press cards into their chests, and waved them around triumphantly.

Lin Shuyu scoffed:

"The Sanjiang Hall Reconstruction Center is located in a military control zone and was attacked by evil forces yesterday, drawing global attention. To date, the central government has approved 137 domestic and foreign institutions to come and conduct interviews, and provincial governments have jointly approved 170 domestic and foreign institutions to come and conduct interviews."

"Among them, there are 180 domestic organizations and 127 foreign organizations, with each organization limited to one reporter and one photographer..."

Lin Shuyu's gaze gradually sharpened, sweeping over everyone present like a knife, her slightly gleaming eyes taking stock of all the reporters.

"But there are over two hundred journalists here alone, all from China. However, according to statistics, there are still journalists from 70 other organizations in China interviewing government officials and various branch offices."

Lin Shuyu pointed to the reporter, whose nosebleed had already begun to congeal and who looked completely bewildered: "How did you guys, who aren't on the list, manage to get the approval?"

Two teams of police officers, armed with riot shields and stun batons, stepped out of police transport vehicles at the construction site entrance and began to reinforce the site's security.

With his hands on his hips, he uttered words that filled the reporters with despair:

“I have reason to suspect that there are corrupt individuals within the Yushan branch and other branches of Qunxia Mountain who abuse their power for personal gain and secretly resell permits.”

All the tabloid reporters trembled. They finally realized that they had underestimated the young woman's skills and abilities, and that they were really in trouble today.

Finding out bribery is secondary; illegally entering a military-controlled area is a crime punishable by immediate execution for espionage and intelligence gathering!

I have no idea where that damned woman got all this confidential information from!

Lin Shuyu gave a heavy snort, slightly turned her body away, and without even glancing at the hyenas, said in an indifferent voice:

"Five minutes later, all reporters still remaining at the reconstruction center underwent the most stringent identity verification."

The thunderous sound of footsteps rang out the moment Lin Shuyu finished speaking. Some of these tabloid reporters didn't even care about their equipment and started to run away. They even pushed and shoved the regular reporters behind them, shouting incoherent sentences as they ran for their lives, shoving, hitting and cursing each other.

Unscrupulous journalists who used public opinion and reputation to blackmail others are now being threatened with law and death, pinned to the chopping block, like powerless fish.

"Miss dispatcher, do you have a moment? I'm a reporter from China Times, and I'd like to schedule an interview with you."

As the lawbreakers fled for their lives, the lawbreakers naturally seized the opportunity to approach this beautiful, capable, and resourceful woman and extend an invitation to her.

Lin Shuyu simply shook her head, saying she had important things to attend to, and left.

Seeing the heroes who had filled in Lin Shuyu's spot and completely blocked the road, looking relieved and satisfied, the reporter could only give up the interview invitation, wisely avoiding provoking these spirited heroes.

Amanosaki looked at Lin Shuyu walking towards him and bowed respectfully: "Ms. Lin, thank you for your help. You've been a great help. I thought things would get out of hand."

Seeing that Amanosaki had bowed, Icarus also obediently bowed while holding the watermelon.

The round watermelon pressed against her lower abdomen, supporting her chest, while the bending over motion applied downward force, making the angelic girl's figure even more captivating.

Looking at Icarus's unsightly breasts, Lin Shuyu unconsciously placed her hand on her chest. The confident woman who had just been feeling so full of energy suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and shortness of breath.

"It's nothing. I only found out about these people's shady background from Uncle Hu."

"By the way, how was your field research at the construction site?"

When asked about his strengths, Amanosaki smiled confidently: "All I can say is that everything went as planned."

"Alright. Get ready, we'll go to the riverbank in five minutes."

Amanosaki was stunned: "We're going to the riverbank? Why?"

"The expedition team has been assembled. I'll change my clothes and then we'll head to the riverbank to meet up with everyone."

"Are you going too?"

"Of course! I'm a special envoy."

Lin Shuyu pointed to her own nose and said matter-of-factly.

Chapter Seventy: Declaration

"Yo! We've been waiting for you."

In the thunderous valley, Li Junzi stood on the water, arms crossed, looking energetic.

A faint, pungent odor wafted in from the damp mountain breeze; it was the smell of rotting fish and meat left in the riverbed after Granny Tang boiled the river water yesterday.

Amanosaki was not surprised to see Li Junzi in the group. Li Junzi's ability was highly adaptable, and it was normal for him to appear in any place where living things could survive.

Just as Amanosaki, who possesses magic, now has an adaptability far exceeding that of ordinary heroes, for example, Iron-Blooded Train Hero and Vajra Train Hero, whose illustrations he once drew, are of no use in the battle to drive away the monster fish in the Great River.

The former's iron bladder spun slowly in the water, while the latter's steam engine would likely be extinguished directly in the water.

Amanosaki anticipates that he will have multiple opportunities to collaborate with Li Junzi during future missions.

Although Amanosaki also felt that the magnanimous and unpretentious Li Junzi was worthy of his trust, whether or not to cooperate had nothing to do with personal interests or wishes, but was more determined by the versatility of the superpower.

After greeting Li Junzi, Amanosaki pulled Icarus, who was hugging a watermelon, and hid in her wings to enjoy the coolness of the angel.

As usual, Li Junzi did not move his body. Several bony plates protruded from his back, and the dense capillary network of his body maintained his perceived temperature at 36 degrees Celsius.

Amanosaki, with his arm around his girlfriend, rested his chin on Icarus's perpetually sweaty, fragrant shoulder. The fatigue from conceiving art and running was slightly relieved by the cold wind, and his brain, now back in motion, immediately realized something was amiss:

"There are too few people."

Yes, including Icarus and Amanosaki, and Lin Shuyu who is completely unable to fight, there are only about 20 people in total.

The number of heroes who intercepted and killed the strange fish around the Sanjiang Reservoir exceeded one hundred. These twenty-odd people selected from the gang used to work as reservoir guards. So how could they possibly complete the so-called extermination order?

After all, that was a national administrative order to exterminate a species!

Is this the result?