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

Ji Zuodao didn't open his eyes until the sun was high in the sky the next day.

When I opened my eyes, I stared blankly at the white, bare ceiling of my dormitory for a good half hour.

My mind is replaying those embarrassing and awful scenes from last night like a movie, every single frame is there.

That little brat Zhao Lingling shoved her bloodied arm into his mouth...

And then...and then he fucking passed out from pleasure?!

"My goodness..."

Ji Zuodao slapped himself in the face, peering at the ceiling through his fingers, and fell into a deep, soul-searching self-doubt.

Is that so?

Zhao Lingling, that girl, has only been enlightened for a few days now, if you count on your fingers?

The tiny bit of spiritual energy in her blood was enough to make him so excited that he rolled his eyes and passed out.

If this gets out, what chance will Ji Zuodao have in the Jinghai social circle?

I was ashamed, but...

Ji Zuodao smacked his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

That feeling... it was absolutely intoxicating.

My soul felt like it was soaking in a comforting bath, warm and light, so beautiful that every pore was trembling, and I felt so good that my head almost flew away!

Even now, thinking about it, my spine still feels a tingling, electric-like sensation.

"Hiss—ha..."

Ji Zuodao couldn't help but shudder.

You know what, I do kind of miss it.

How about we try again next time?

"Stop! Stop right now!"

Ji Zuodao quickly shook his head, banishing this suicidal thought far away.

Isn't that just plain weird?!

I tried to do a somersault—but couldn't; my waist felt a little weak.

Ji Zuodao grimaced and slowly sat up, clutching his aching back.

He looked around, but the room was quiet; he was all alone.

I bet Qiqi has already gone to school.

This little girl is so sensible, it's beyond words.

If he gets up early, she will sit quietly on the small stool and wait.

If he gets up late, like today, he'll just drift off on his own without making a sound.

"Okay, when you get back tonight, buy her a few more skewers of candied hawthorns, pick the biggest ones with the reddest tips and the thickest sugar coating."

Ji Zuodao was thinking to himself that this was a reward for his good boy.

He slowly slipped on the neat 749 Bureau uniform, buttoning it up tightly one button at a time in front of the mirror.

The young man in the mirror still had a sleepy look in his eyes, but his gaze had already regained its usual roguish glint.

Today, it's time to get down to business.

The Monster Protection Association is a dead end. The goddess has decreed its disbandment, and those reckless second-generation monsters have to go back to their hometowns and be kept in captivity.

But when an organization falls, it leaves behind more than just a mess.

That place was a gold mine!

The association owns a variety of businesses, including office buildings, shops, clubhouses, and even two lucrative trendy milk tea shop signs…

There are so many different things, it's overwhelming.

People may leave, but the industry they leave behind is uncertain.

What?

Confiscate it!

This isn't because Ji Zuodao is ruthless or cruel; this is the rule! The rule established by the Han Dynasty! The operating procedure of our Bureau 749!

Since you're going to put them all up in a enclosure anyway, and you can't take them with you when you die, leaving them in this colorful world would only cause trouble. Why not hand them over to the public so they can continue to shine and contribute to socialist construction?

What? You have a problem with that?

Sure! No problem! Our Bureau 749 is the most reasonable!

Do you recognize the building of Seven Colors Media?

Go up to the second floor, turn right, and you'll find the third office, the one with the sign that says "Director's Office".

Go, knock on the door, go in and have a good chat with our Director Zhang, and have an in-depth exchange of your views.

With Director Zhang's "amiable" and "reasonable" nature, he's sure to have a warm, friendly, in-depth chat with you that you'll never forget.

The Demon Protection Association case was overseen by their Demon Management Section from the very beginning. They were the ones who apprehended the perpetrators and quelled the trouble. Their credit goes to…

Well, although the Empress and Uncle Zhang put in a lot of effort in the end, they must have worked hard, right?

Therefore, according to the unwritten rule within Bureau 749 that "whoever handles the case cleans up the mess and benefits from it," the cushy job of cleaning up the association's assets and accounting for them naturally fell to their Demon Management Section.

To put it bluntly: confiscating property.

Pshaw! It's about legally clearing, registering, and receiving the assets involved in the case!

Of the assets inventoried, Bureau 749 was supposed to keep only 10-20%, with the remainder having to be registered, reported up the chain of command, and finally deposited into the national treasury.

Why make it so complicated?

The purpose is to prevent certain local 749 bureaus, especially some local branches with "simple and honest folks". If they are short of funds one day, they might suddenly decide to "raid a house" for fun, which would cause chaos.

It's hard to say about other places, but based on Ji Zuodao's understanding of the Jinghai 749 Bureau, they really could have done it if they weren't bound by this set of procedures.

Rules are rules, but people are flexible.

The intricacies of ransacking homes are quite complex.

You pass it once, I pass it once, he scrapes on another layer, and so on, making five of each.

As long as the books look good on paper, and you don't skim too much profit or act too blatantly, the higher-ups will generally turn a blind eye. After all, too much purity leaves no room for error.

That's not all.

What's that saying again? There's always a solution to every problem.

Even when the 749 Bureau is handling cases, there are losses and setbacks!

If a suspect resists arrest and damages flowers, plants, public facilities, and residents' property during the arrest, is compensation required? Where will the compensation come from?

There are also the overtime pay, nutrition allowance, and compensation for emotional distress for the brothers... all sorts of things, which one doesn't cost money?

Therefore, Bureau 749 can "reasonably and legally" apply to retain a portion of the funds from the assets "cleaned up" this time for "losses, compensation and follow-up expenses of this special operation".

After all, people's property is sacred and inviolable; it's reasonable to compensate for any damage.

Once this project is launched, the scope for maneuver is enormous.

Ji Zuodao had already figured out how to fabricate his report:

"During this mission, the demons involved in the case, affiliated with the Demon Protection Association, put up a stubborn resistance and engaged in fierce fighting, causing enormous destruction!"

"According to preliminary statistics, a total of residential buildings were damaged... well, a dozen or so; municipal roads were damaged... a dozen or so; shops along the street were affected... a dozen or so; in addition, there were vehicle damage, public facilities destruction, and emotional distress to the public... a whole host of other issues!"

"Tragic! Utterly tragic! The people of Jinghai have suffered enormous losses! My colleagues in Bureau 749 see it all, and it pains us deeply!"

"Therefore, we request that a portion of the assets involved in the case be allocated preferentially to compensate the public for their losses, repair public facilities, comfort the wounded hearts of our officers, and purchase necessary new equipment to prevent such heinous incidents from happening again!"

Ji Zuodao himself was moved by the report in his mind.

Look at that awareness! That sense of responsibility! Everything for the people, everything for the peace and stability of Beijing and Shanghai!

Ji Zuodao was secretly delighted.

This year, the Demon Management Department's funding is completely secured. Not only is it secure, but they can even be quite generous.

New magical artifacts, new elixirs, fieldwork subsidies, year-end bonuses... everything can be increased!

Thinking of this, Ji Zuodao walked with a brisk pace, swaggering towards the Demon Management Department's office area with his standard pigeon-toed gait.

But after taking only two steps, he hissed and instinctively clutched his lower back.

That's strange...

Why are my kidneys so sore today?

It felt limp and weak, lacking any strength, and carried an indescribable sense of emptiness, as if it had been hollowed out.

Didn't he just pass out and fall asleep last night? He didn't do anything, did he?

Is it a side effect of being dizzy from the ecstasy?

Really? A mouthful of blood can injure your kidneys?

Ji Zuodao frowned, completely baffled, and could only lean against the wall and slowly continue moving towards the office.