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

Ji Zuodao certainly doesn't lack testicles.

The human skin bag contained many demon corpses, piled up like a small mountain, with all the parts intact.

To be honest, the monsters that come out of the secret realm are different. Even when they die, they exude a fresh and vibrant energy, with no trace of life dissipating. They are incredibly fresh.

Ji Zuodao simply picked up the bag by the opening:

"Pick one yourself. If you like it, just call out and I'll install it for you."

Upon hearing this, the tabby cat wiped away its tears and darted into the bag, its tail tip still wagging excitedly at the bag's opening.

Wang Dazhuang brewed Ji Zuodao a cup of tea, half of which was covered in tea leaves, clearly indicating it was an old, worn-out item from the office.

Ji Zuodao took the tea from Wang Dazhuang, crossed his legs, and sat there looking around.

The Demon Management Department is so deserted that you can hear your own heartbeat.

The wind was blowing in through the cracks in the window, making the stack of dusty documents on the table rustle like they were haunted.

Good heavens, this doesn't look like a proper department of Bureau 749 at all!

People would believe it if you said it was a temporary warehouse.

The chairs were lying haphazardly, the computer screen was black, but the potted green ivy in the corner was stubborn, its leaves half yellow but still sticking out.

"What's going on? What's happening?"

"Besides you, is there anyone else in your Demon Management Department who can even breathe?"

Wang Dazhuang's face was so bitter it looked like you could squeeze juice out of it.

He dragged a chair that was still usable, slumped down opposite Ji Zuodao, and let out a long sigh:

"Sigh, don't even mention it."

"The previous head of the health department, that bastard, treated the department like his own backyard, messing things up, the accounts were a mess, the files didn't match, he stuffed a bunch of cronies in, and didn't do any real work."

"When the foreigner's attempt to conduct an experiment was exposed, the higher-ups investigated and, well, he was immediately dismissed. But the mess is left here. Look at this place, does it look like an office?"

Ji Zuodao looked around and nodded in deep agreement: "Yes, it's suitable for filming ghost movies."

"Who can argue with that!"

Wang Dazhuang slapped his thigh, excited.

"There weren't many people willing to stay in the department to begin with, and seeing this situation, wow, they ran faster than rabbits! Some were sent on assignments, some were seconded, and some took extended leave—all afraid of getting involved in this mess!"

"And what about you?" Ji Zuodao chuckled, waving the disposable paper cup in his hand. "Didn't you go with the strategic relocation?"

"I?!"

Wang Dazhuang pointed to himself, his voice rising an octave, his face a picture of utter injustice, "I was fucking late!"

"Those heartless bastards, they ran off without a word! By the time I realized what was happening, well! I was the only one left in the entire department!"

"Director Zhang caught me and said, 'Dazhuang, you'll have to hold out for a month or so, until I find someone unlucky... cough, until I find a suitable person to take over.'"

He imitated Director Zhang's tone perfectly.

"I think I've figured it out now. I'm the one who's taking the fall. I won't be released until the next unlucky guy takes over."

Wang Dazhuang leaned back, utterly despondent.

Ji Zuodao listened with a smile that never faded, and took another sip of tea: "Very good, a lone commander, whose word is law, you're the biggest in the whole department."

"Big fart!"

Wang Dazhuang looked miserable.

"I haven't missed a single task! I filled out the reports, organized the files, and handled the complaints—just now, I even had to deal with the cat ramming into a pillar! Brother Ji, if it weren't for you today, that cat would have been splattered with blood, and Director Zhang would probably have skinned me alive."

"So, thank you so much."

"Oh, it was nothing."

Ji Zuodao waved his hand dismissively, "Besides, that cat is quite amusing, just watch it for fun."

"But seriously, can you manage this all by yourself? Hasn't anyone said they'd bring in anyone new?"

"Come on? Who's going to come? This mess is a disaster. Anyone who takes it on is a fool. I reckon Director Zhang is having a headache too."

"Right now, I'm just hoping that one day some hothead will fall from the sky, or some big shot from another department will be sent to the frontier to replace me..."

As the two were chatting idly, the dusty human skin bag on the table moved slightly at the opening.

Then, a fluffy cat head laboriously popped out from inside.

With a "plop," it carefully spat the two testicles from its mouth onto the table, then pawed at them a couple of times to straighten them.

Then it raised its face, its expression one of barely suppressed smugness and excitement, its whiskers trembling:

"Brother! These are the ones! I looked at them all, and these two are the best! Big! Round! They look so imposing! A perfect match for my style!"

"..."

A brief silence fell over the office.

Ji Zuodao and Wang Dazhuang, all four of them, stared intently at the thing on the table.

This boss is truly astonishing.

Each of these eggs was about the same size as the tabby cat's fluffy head.

Wang Dazhuang stared at the two eggs, then slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the tabby cat with a "praise me for my good taste" expression.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Then it closed again.

Take a deep breath.

Open it again.

"Cat Bro, are you serious?"

"Take a look, take a good look again."

"This thing, just one of them is almost as big as your head!"

"If you installed two of these..."

Wang Dazhuang imagined the scene, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

"Are you planning to drag yourself along or carry yourself from now on? That's utter nonsense."

The tabby cat, upon hearing this, became displeased and turned its ears back: "What do you know! So what if it's big? Bigger is more imposing! Bigger is more noticeable! Who can see it if it's small?"

It curled its lip, a glint of wisdom flashing in its cat eyes, and slowly said:

"Oh—I understand."

"Wang Dazhuang, you're jealous of me, aren't you?"

"You're jealous that I can get a new one, and one that's so big and imposing! You're jealous that I'll be the king of the cats in the future, right?"

Wang Dazhuang pursed his lips and squeezed out four words through gritted teeth:

"Whatever makes you happy."

But what I was thinking was:

Jealous of you? If I had two heavy things dangling from my butt every day, I'd have to walk with my legs spread wide. I'd rather buy a plane ticket to Thailand right now, find a skilled sculptor, and get them removed! That would solve everything!

Ji Zuodao looked at the tabby cat, whose face was full of anticipation and whose tail tip was wagging gently.

I then imagined how this cat might walk after getting these two "overwhelmingly powerful" gadgets...

"puff."

Ji Zuodao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He quickly clenched his fist and coughed, but the wicked, smoky smile on his face was impossible to suppress and was almost overflowing from his eyes.

"Well done, Cat Bro, you have a good eye!"

Ji Zuodao slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up:

"That's bold! If you're going to do something, do it big! That's what a cat that does big things does!"

Upon hearing this, the tabby cat raised its tail even higher and its whiskers bristled.

"However—"

Ji Zuodao drew out his words, leaned forward, pointed at the two eggs with his fingers, then at the cat, his smile growing brighter and more wicked:

"Let's make it clear from the start, this is the one we've chosen."

"I, Daoist, do not offer refunds or exchanges."

"Once it's installed, you can stop complaining about how big it is, how heavy it is, or how uncomfortable it is to walk in..."

He chuckled, revealing a set of white teeth:

"You can't go back on your word."

The tabby cat thumped its chest loudly, "No regrets! Absolutely no regrets! Big brother, don't worry about it! I love this domineering attitude!"

Wang Dazhuang stood to the side, silently raising his hand to cover his face.

have to.

This guy's got his fix on watching the drama unfold again.

This is hardly helping.

This is clearly the ultimate entertainment to watch as the cat drags its two imposing eggs around the world!