Ji Zuodao packed up the personnel list and basic information form and sent them to Director Zhang Yucheng.

The postscript, just one line, exuded a smug air of "The job's done, you see?"

"Uncle Zhang, the new team for the Demon Management Department consists of eighty people. Please review and approve them."

Click to send.

Get it!

Ji Zuodao tossed his phone onto the table, crossed his legs, and swung them happily, his mind already wandering to the future.

Hey, from now on I'm a big boss with eighty good demons under my command!

When you go out, you're surrounded by a retinue; when you need something done, everyone responds immediately; and if you don't like someone... well, when it comes to upholding justice, you'll have more confidence!

Beautiful! Absolutely fucking beautiful!

Meanwhile, at the Jinghai 749 Bureau, in the director's office.

Zhang Yucheng had just finished approving a lengthy report on "strengthening the monitoring of abnormal organisms in urban sewers." He rubbed his aching temples, picked up the cup of bitter, strong tea, and took a sip.

A notification sound, "ding-dong," rang in the lower right corner of the computer screen.

He casually clicked on it and found an encrypted file package sent by Ji Zuodao, with the title clearly stating "List and Files of New Employees in the Demon Management Department".

"Oh? You've already made a decision?"

Zhang Yucheng raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by the kid's efficiency.

He put down his teacup, opened the compressed file, and entered the access password.

Unzip and open the master list file.

His gaze swept downwards.

The first page is filled with names of all foxes, a total of fifty names, densely packed together.

The ethnic group labels that follow are even more varied:

[Qingqiu·Su Clan], [Yousu·Hu Clan], [Tushan·Nüjiao Clan]...

Zhang Yucheng's hand holding the teacup paused almost imperceptibly.

He raised his eyelids slightly, stared at the screen, remained silent for two seconds, and then let out a cryptic sound from his nose:

"Oh."

"Fifty vixens..."

"Qingqiu's, Yousu's, Tushan's... Goodness, is this kid collecting fox clan cards? He must have all the SSRs by now?"

"Can he handle this?"

Zhang Yucheng could almost foresee the scene in the future where Ji Zuodao would be surrounded by a group of charming and scheming fox spirits in the Demon Management Department office.

Just imagining that scene makes one feel... well, it would really test the composure of the cadres.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yucheng dragged the mouse to continue scrolling down.

The second page is finally not about fox spirits.

"Yuan Xiaotong, son of the White Ape Demon King, possesses the third level of Dharma Aspect."

"Xiong Meng, son of the Black Bear Demon King, is at the peak of the Spirit Palace."

"Ni Yu, daughter of the Azure Phoenix Demon King, is at the fifth level of the Dharma Aspect Realm."

"Ao Yan, son of the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon King, is at the fifth level of the Dharma Aspect Realm."

"Grandson of the Xuan Turtle Demon King, Gui Wannian, peak of the Spirit Palace."

"Jin Xiaoman, son of the Golden Toad Demon King, is at the peak of the Spirit Palace."

……

As he read through the names one by one, Zhang Yucheng's eyebrows went from slightly raised to fully arched, and finally, he hissed and gasped.

He leaned forward unconsciously, staring at the screen, and carefully looked at the cultivation level markings again.

Including the fox spirits mentioned earlier, there are a total of eight Dharma Aspect Realm cultivators!

The rest were all at the peak of the Spirit Palace realm! Just one step away from the Dharma Aspect realm!

Moreover, judging from the notes, each has its own strengths. Some are good at frontal attacks, some are good at defense, some are proficient in water and fire magic, and some are even marked with "good fortune" or "treasure hunting".

With this lineup and this strength, they could easily sweep through several small and medium-sized sects!

Zhang Yucheng stared at the list for a full minute.

Then, he suddenly burst out laughing.

It wasn't a subtle smile; he genuinely laughed out loud, his shoulders even twitching a couple of times.

He leaned back in the large leather seat, his smile radiating schadenfreude.

"The Monster Protection Association..."

Zhang Yucheng murmured the name, the smile on his lips growing more pronounced.

He'd been having a headache over those damn bastards for a long time.

Relying on his parents' and grandparents' influence, he formed cliques and factions in the Jinghai area.

Under the guise of "protecting rights," they do nothing but nitpick and find fault to show off their presence.

You say they committed heinous crimes?

Not really. Most of them are just acts of disrupting order and bullying others, which don't warrant a severe sentence.

You're saying we shouldn't care?

They'll cause you trouble every few days, like a toad jumping on your foot—it doesn't bite, but it's annoying!

A couple of years ago, he personally took action, grabbed the ringleader and gave him a good beating, and even disciplined their parents, which calmed things down for a while.

They can stay still for a while, but after a period of time, they will re-emerge from their solid state.

The key is that you can't kill them.

It's not that I'm afraid of them, it's just that I'm hesitant to act rashly.

The forces behind those second-generation and third-generation demons are deeply entrenched. If they are truly killed, it will give some radical demon forces that have always been dissatisfied with human governments an excuse, which could easily lead to a widespread conflict.

They cannot be killed, nor can they be imprisoned for long.

This is the most troublesome thing.

But now...

Looking at the impressive lineup on the screen, Zhang Yucheng was so happy he almost showed his back teeth.

Magic against magic?

No, that's too narrow-minded.

This is using monsters to fight monsters, using second-generation monsters to crush second-generation monsters.

Isn't your Monster Protection Association supposed to be arrogant? Isn't it supposed to be stubborn? Don't you think your parents are awesome?

Come, come, let's compare ourselves with these demon princes and their offspring.

With this team set up, Zhang Yucheng doesn't even need to say another word. Just having them there is the biggest deterrent to those bastards in the Monster Protection Association!

Thinking about how those arrogant second-generation demons might be humiliated and frustrated in front of these "true princelings," Zhang Yucheng felt a sense of relief, and even the bitter tea in his hand tasted a bit sweet.

He moved the mouse almost without hesitation and found the electronic approval section.

Click and select "Approve".

Then, I picked up the electronic signature key of the director, which represents the highest authority of the Jinghai 749 branch, and inserted it into the computer.

A soft "beep" sounded.

On the screen, the four ancient-style characters "Zhang Yucheng's Seal" were firmly stamped on the approval opinion column in bright red.

Get it done.

Zhang Yucheng pulled out the key, leaned back in his chair, and slowly took a sip of his tea.

That kid, Xiao Ji, is bold and unconventional.

But this time, he played quite well in the wild.

The Demon Management Department is a stagnant pool; it needs someone like this—a reckless and troublesome individual—to stir things up and bring something new to life.

I wonder how lively his Demon Management Department will become once all eighty elites arrive.

And what will the first clash with the Monster Protection Association look like?

Zhang Yucheng suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.

He picked up the internal phone and dialed his secretary's short number.

"Notify the Logistics Department, Personnel Department, and Equipment Department that the approval for the new recruits in the Demon Management Section has been completed. Instruct them to fully cooperate with Section Chief Ji Zuodao to ensure the smooth reception and placement of these recruits. Yes, eighty people. All positions are in place, and the compensation will be based on the standards I previously approved, whichever is higher."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yucheng gazed at the bustling street scene of Jinghai outside the window and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

A storm is brewing.

However, this time, it was the wind blowing from his 749th bureau.

It was the rain that Zhang Yucheng wanted to see.

Good.

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