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

Well, Li Shuwen didn't send all the remaining investigators away after all.

It's not that he's kind-hearted, it's that he's out of mana.

His magic consumes spiritual energy like a bottomless pit, just like how big companies burn through computing power when running AI models.

He was burning up so much that his calves were cramping, and his small eyes behind his glasses looked weak.

Looking at the investigators scattered across the field, now less than half gone, each one wounded and bruised, Ji Zuodao strolled over to the center of the field, hands in his pockets, and smiled as he scanned them one by one:

"How's it going, guys and girls? Still got the energy?"

"Would you like to choose another one and experience it? Our Jinghai service is all about guaranteed satisfaction, with constantly updated and unique experiences!"

Xiang Yun, carrying the slightly bent iron spear, caught his last breath, slammed the spear into the ground, and bowed respectfully to Ji Zuodao.

"I give up. We're not playing anymore."

He really didn't want to play anymore; he was mentally exhausted.

Xiang Yun was the perfect child from a young age, possessing extraordinary talent.

Before he even started cultivating, he could carry a cauldron around the streets, and with his ancestral Overlord Spear technique, he was always the one who could walk sideways among his peers.

He had pondered this a lot in private, feeling that even if he wasn't the chosen one, he was at least a minor numerical anomaly—

Otherwise, how could he have exchanged a couple of blows with a master at the Dharma Aspect Realm and still not been defeated?

He has always boasted that "I am invincible below the Dharma Form, and I can exchange one for one above the Dharma Form," and he is quite arrogant.

As it turned out, today was a disaster. This oddball of his, without checking the almanac before leaving home, ran into those weirdos from Jinghai!

Let's not even mention Ji Zuodao's strange muscles and bones.

Li Shuwen is even more amazing; he holds a book like it's a server, and can even "learn on its own," "update its version," and "strike back after the opponent has made a move"...

Who the hell designed this mechanism? It's disgusting!

Is it feasible not to cut it?

He finally understood that fighting against Jinghai's group wasn't about comparing stats, but about whose system was more inhuman and overpowered.

This fight is going to be a disaster.

With Xiang Yun taking the lead, the remaining investigators were completely discouraged and surrendered one after another.

What's the point of fighting?

They used a two-man rotation, and our city defense towers were almost all destroyed, our crystal was at low health, while the enemy had five full-health units and super minions.

I've already voted, I've already voted, hurry up!

Xiang Yun wiped the blood and ash from his face, looked up at Ji Zuodao, and asked the last question that he had been holding back for a long time.

"Did you go all out just now?"

He needs to figure out just how big the gap is.

Upon hearing this, Ji Zuodao blinked, his lazy smile unchanged, and simply raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Snapped!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone's heart skip a beat.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain of monster corpses that hadn't been dealt with yet trembled violently!

Then, under the chilling gazes of everyone—

"Buzz buzz buzz—!!!"

Countless, dark, and black-winged mosquitoes, forming a dense black cloud, gushed out like ink bursting from the eyes, ears, mouths, noses, and even every wound and orifice of the demon corpses!

In an instant, the sky over half of the valley was darkened by these buzzing, strange black clouds!

"Holy...holy shit?!"

"So many?!"

"Damn it, we've stirred up a mosquito nest!"

All the investigators, including Xiang Yun, shivered in unison, their faces turned pale instantly, and their legs began to cramp again.

They haven't forgotten! Back during the debate, one of these wretched mosquitoes turned a fierce prisoner into a domesticated lapdog, making him squat and bark as he was told!

The scale... the quantity...

If they pounce on me...

Just imagining that scene makes many people feel a chill down their necks and their phantom limbs start to itch!

Ji Zuodao scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly, his smile looking utterly wicked no matter how you looked at it.

"Well, well... better safe than sorry, better safe than sorry."

"I'm not worried that, in the middle of the fight, you guys might suddenly shout something like 'This is my bond,' or 'I can't betray my comrades' trust,' and then 'boom,' suddenly unleash your full power, giving me a plot-driven death. That would be really inappropriate."

"So, I casually kept a few little guys among those demon corpses."

He even pointed to the buzzing black cloud, his tone surprisingly carrying a hint of the satisfaction of an old farmer watching over his crops:

"I must say, this monster's flesh and blood are truly nourishing! Full of spiritual energy and vigorous in terms of blood! Look at my little darlings, each one so well-fed, plump, and glistening with moisture! Tsk, what excellent quality they are!"

On the investigator's side, Lü Jian's face was as white as if it had been plastered with putty, his lips were trembling, and the childish thought in his mind that "I am the protagonist and I will make a comeback sooner or later" was completely extinguished in an instant.

He suddenly realized that being an ordinary passerby wasn't so bad.

Really.

Ji Zuodao turned his gaze back to Xiang Yun, his smile was incredibly bright, and his tone was extremely warm and hospitable:

"Brother Xiang, how about it? Since we're already here, why not give it a try?"

"Don't worry, I've told them to keep an eye on things and make sure the service is up to standard."

"So pleasurable it makes you faint... I've heard that the feeling is quite unique."

Xiang Yun's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

Then, with extreme decisiveness, he raised his hand, transforming his palm into a knife.

"No need to trouble yourself."

Before he could finish speaking, a clean and decisive chop had already struck his own neck.

Decisive, straightforward, and without any hesitation.

"Buzz—!"

A beam of light shot into the sky, and Xiang Yun's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The remaining investigators looked at each other, then all looked up at the swarm of mosquitoes that was almost pressing down on their heads.

"Um... buddy, lend me a hand, I can't bring myself to do it..."

"I'll do it! I guarantee it'll be great!"

"Don't push! Line up! Behave yourselves!"

"Damn it, I should have just let the fake Himeji knock me out..."

In an instant, the sound of whistling winds and rising pillars of light echoed throughout the valley.

Having some fun is fine.

Did you faint from pleasure?

No, no, I really can't afford it.

I'm afraid it will leave me with a psychological scar, making me tremble at the sight of anything with wings for the rest of my life.

"Boss, it seems... nobody's here?"

Li Shuwen adjusted his glasses and looked around.

Well, the valley that was just a moment ago was now filled with nothing but Jinghai's own people, a mess of demon corpses and signs of fighting, and the howling mountain wind.

It was so clean it looked like it had been licked with a tongue.

Ji Zuodao crossed his arms and waited and waited, looking up at the sky and then down at the ground.

"Hey, that's weird. We've all finished and called it a day, why hasn't the beam of light come down to pick us up yet?"

"Well, it's still early, the sun's high in the sky. Might as well have nothing else to do..."

He narrowed his small eyes, and that familiar, wicked, and smoky smile reappeared.

"Hey guys, wanna take a stroll? Shall we go over everything again and fill in any gaps?"

"By the way, let's see if any clever little devils are hiding in some corner, like a camper, trying to survive until the end and snatch the spoils."

Liu Ming scratched his head, a little hesitant: "Uh, boss, didn't we already survey all the places marked on the map of this island? We've practically scraped the soil thin to three feet; even a rat would come out with tears in its eyes if it went in."

"Hey!"

Ji Zuodao glared at him, his voice full of righteous indignation.

"That's all marked on the map? You believe that? I certainly don't! This huge island must have many undiscovered treasures hidden in the cracks of rocks and under tree roots!"

He waved his hand grandly, displaying boundless pride:

"Better to search a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free! Let's go! Let's plow through the area again, carefully!"

Before he could finish speaking, and without waiting for anyone else to react, he snapped his fingers again.

"Snapped!"

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz—!!!"

In an instant, the vast, dark army of blood-winged black mosquitoes scattered as if they had received a supreme command!

Tens of thousands of plump, slick mosquitoes transformed into countless tiny black streaks, darting in all directions, disappearing into the woods, rushing into the grass, burrowing into cracks in the rocks, and even burrowing into the soil...

Good heavens, they really want to turn over every inch of this island from south to north and from east to west, and sift through it three times!