A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

"Damn, that's arrogant!"

Even a dog dares to attack in my face!

Fine, Jinghai, huh? You've got guts!

The investigators from various branches present were so angry they were practically grinding their teeth to powder.

His eyes widened like saucers, and all his previous reserve and politeness regarding "friendship first" vanished instantly.

After all, we're all colleagues, and we see each other all the time.

In the literary contest, Jinghai has always been at the bottom. Many people were secretly planning to give him a break during the question-and-answer session, to save him some face and not let him lose too badly, as it would be too humiliating for him to go back with a shaved head.

Now?

What a load of rubbish! What face are you trying to save?! Jinghai is shitting on everyone's heads and then asking you for toilet paper!

If I don't beat you Jinghai to a pulp today, I'll be letting down this humiliation of being looked down upon by dogs!

Listen up!

A burly man from the Liaodong branch, known for his fiery temper, pointed at the leisurely Dog Master and roared like thunder, "If you Jinghai can get even a single point in this first round of intellectual debate—"

He looked around, and after receiving supportive glances from his companions, he spoke with conviction:

"We call you Jinghai 'Dad'!"

"Yes! Call him Dad!"

"Shave their heads!"

The crowd was filled with indignation and shared a common hatred for the enemy.

The investigators from various branches, who had previously been somewhat competitive, were now more united than ever, with a single goal: to take down Jinghai! Especially to take down that black-haired beast whose name wasn't mentioned in the entry!

As for losing?

Haha, what a joke.

If they can lose to Jinghai in a battle of wits, then what are they even worth?

You might as well find a block of tofu and smash your head against it, hang yourself with a noodle, or hang yourself from a tree branch in the southeast!

"The match begins!"

The big-eared uncle's booming voice rang out:

"Question: What are the three main ingredients needed to refine the Heart-Cleansing and Soul-Purifying Pill, and what are the three principles of avoidance that must be observed when harvesting them...?"

The questions are short, involve basic knowledge of Daoist alchemy, and are of medium difficulty. You need to recall some details from the "Compendium of Spiritual Plants" and the "Basic Alchemy Manual".

Most investigators had just begun to recall the names Qingxincao (Heart-Clearing Grass), Dihunhua (Soul-Cleansing Flower), and Dingshengen (Spirit-Stabilizing Root) when they were still trying to figure out what the somewhat obscure "Three Avoidances" were...

A lazy, slightly smoky voice rang out first, speaking slowly and clearly:

"The Heart-Cleansing Grass should be picked away from the midday sun; the Soul-Cleansing Flower should be picked away from metal utensils; the Mind-Stabilizing Root should be picked away from the stench of blood. This is the so-called principle of avoiding the sun, avoiding metal, and avoiding impurities."

The answer is complete, word for word.

"Correct answer, Jinghai Branch, one point added." The big-eared uncle nodded, and a bright red "One" appeared after Jinghai on the scoreboard.

The investigators: "???"

and many more!

Who? Who answered that? So fast?!

Everyone's astonished gazes turned to the source of the sound—

The dog had one paw folded across its chest, while the other paw, which it had somehow produced, was slowly picking its teeth with a toothpick.

The expression on the dog's face clearly said: "That's easy? I could answer that with my eyes closed."

Holy crap?!

Did this bastard really answer that?!

Many investigators, recalling their earlier boastful remarks, had expressions that were a mix of red and white.

Damn it, what a bad start! A dog beat us on the very first question!

On the stage, the expressions of the branch bureau chiefs were also rather unpleasant.

It's a shame whoever scores first had to get the first point; that dog from Jinghai had to steal the opportunity. What bad luck!

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" Director Li from Jiangnan gave a dry laugh and forced an explanation, "This question wasn't too difficult, that dog... that spirit pet was lucky and guessed correctly."

"Yes, yes, yes, it was luck, pure luck!" The other bureau chiefs echoed, as if trying to convince themselves.

Only Zhang Yucheng and Deputy Director Liu exchanged a glance, their faces still bearing that calm and composed smile.

However, upon closer inspection, one can notice a subtle twitching in the muscles at the corner of Zhang Yucheng's mouth, while Deputy Director Liu uses the act of bending down to light a cigarette to conceal his barely suppressed laughter.

Trying to out-answer questions with Dog Master?

How can you even compare?!

Do you think Dog Lord's telepathy is just a joke?

The person who posed the question already had the answer in mind when they announced it, and Doggy heard it clearly!

For Doge, this competition wasn't a knowledge contest at all; it was a listening test!

The way these cheaters play is so simple, unpretentious, and boring.

From then on, the game completely turned into a one-man show by Doge.

"Question 2, answered correctly, Jinghai gets one point."

"Question 3, answered correctly, Jinghai gets another point."

"Correct answer..."

"correct……"

Dog Lord answers questions without needing to think at all.

The questions covered a wide range of topics, including the origins of cultivation techniques, the habits of demons, the principles of formations, the identification of spiritual materials, and historical secrets. Whether they were basic or obscure, Dog Master accepted them all without hesitation.

On the scoreboard, the number after Jinghai's name shot up like a rocket.

After ten questions, Jinghai scored ten points, while other branches scored zero.

After 20 questions, Jinghai scored 20 points, while the other branches scored zero.

Fifty questions passed...

The crowd went from initial shock, defiance, and a burning desire to overtake to numbness, confusion, and existential doubt.

Dog Master has not only become faster at answering questions, it has started to predict!

One question was posed by the man with the big ears, who had just cleared his throat and read out the first five words of the question: "Our country's largest..."

"Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak, with its main peak Jade Emperor Peak, is 1545 meters above sea level. It is the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains and the place where emperors of past dynasties performed the Fengshan ceremony. It is a place where spiritual energy gathers and is home to the largest existing ancient altar complex."

Dog's answer came out without hesitation, and he even included a brief introduction to the attraction.

The uncle's mouth was still open, but the second half of the question was stuck in his throat.

The investigators: "..."

This is actually possible?!

The question wasn't even finished being read!

This isn't just a matter of knowledge reserves anymore, is it?!

What's even more chilling is that Dog not only answered some questions that required discussion and analysis, but his reasoning and word choice were exactly the same as the thoughts that flashed through the minds of many investigators!

It felt like I had just had a thought in my head, and before I could even put it into words, this bastard had already blurted it out!

Wrong!

This is so fucking frustrating!

I feel like I'm living in that bastard's shadow!

More and more investigators began to stare blankly, give up thinking, and even squat down in despair, silently watching Dogman's performance.

Forget it, I'm tired. Let's just destroy it already.

This competition is unplayable.

This bastard is definitely up to something!

Even the big-eared uncle who posed the questions gradually started sweating.

He'd hosted so many literary debates, and he'd never seen such a bizarre contestant! No, a bizarre dog!

With Dog's score already spiking by nearly 100 points, leaving everyone else far behind, his zeros in all other rounds stood out starkly.

The uncle wiped his sweat, looked at the next complex array evolution problem in his hand, and then glanced at the black dog below the stage, which was folding its paws and starting to yawn out of boredom.

He hesitated for two seconds and decided to conduct a test.

"What's the PIN for my salary card?"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

All the investigators, including the heads of the various branches on stage, and even Zhang Yucheng and Deputy Director Liu, who had been watching the show with smiles on their faces, were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became extremely strange.

What... what kind of question is this? This can be used as an exam question?

However, before everyone could recover from this absurd question...

"Six eights, you dare to use such a simple password? No wonder your wife checks your accounts every month."

Without even looking up, Dog Grandpa blurted it out.

Dead silence.

A truly deathly silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Even the howling wind high in the sky seemed to stand still at this moment.

Everyone stared wide-eyed.

The big-eared uncle fell silent.

This silence is more powerful than any language.

On and off stage, everyone had the same thought pop into their heads simultaneously, accompanied by a huge "Holy crap!" exploding in their minds:

That bastard—

He's not knowledgeable at all!

It either can read minds or it can predict the future!

This competition, from the very beginning, was a battle on a completely different level!