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

"Uh... hello, little friend."

Zhou Jianguo composed himself, suppressing his surprise, and spoke as gently as possible.

Then, he looked up at Ji Zuodao, who was standing to the side, smiling at Qiqi, and tapped his finger lightly on the table.

"Little Ji, what's this?"

"Ah! Elder Zhou, I was just about to report to you!"

Ji Zuodao immediately responded, his expression switching to a serious "business as business" demeanor, but his eyes were gleaming.

"This was discovered in the western suburbs of the Moon Sea District, which I am in charge of. Speaking of which, this matter has a bit of a connection with our 749 Bureau."

He cleared his throat and began to speak, his tone tinged with just the right amount of sighing:

"As you know, a few days ago, we implemented Contingency Plan No. 3 against the Wang family, didn't we? It was a bit of a big commotion."

"Good heavens, the earth shook violently. And then, what a coincidence!"

Ji Zuodao slapped his thigh.

"The shockwave knocked half of an old grave on the nearby hillside down! And just like that, a group of clueless grave robbers spotted it and sneaked inside."

He pointed at Qiqi, a hint of sympathy appearing perfectly on his face.

"When I got there, oh my god, it was a complete mess. The tomb had been ransacked, and a lot of the burial objects had been stolen. This girl..."

He walked over to Qiqi and gently patted her head. Qiqi obediently raised her face.

"The string of prayer beads I was wearing around my neck was forcibly ripped off! Look, the marks are still there!"

"That's not all. The tomb chamber collapsed badly, and this girl was unlucky enough to get stuck in a crack in the wall, unable to move at all. Oh, what a tragedy..."

Ji Zuodao shook his head and sighed, appearing compassionate and sympathetic, but the meaning behind his words was crystal clear:

This tragic situation is partly our responsibility. This girl has nowhere to go, and it's only right and proper for us in 749 to take care of her.

Who is Zhou Jianguo? He has been in charge of the personnel department of Bureau 749 for decades. What kind of shrewd people hasn't he seen? He knows Ji Zuodao's little tricks perfectly well.

"Oh……"

He chuckled softly, shook his head, and pointed at Ji Zuodao a few times with his finger.

"You little monkey...you're trying to play tricks on me."

Despite saying that, there was little blame on his face; instead, it showed a hint of indulgence towards the younger generation playing around.

He opened the drawer, took out a standard form and a pen, and pushed them together on the side of the desk closest to Qiqi.

"Alright, stop playing the victim with me. Here, fill out the registration form for this little guy."

He paused, glanced at Qi Qi's tattered official robes and bewildered eyes, and added:

"Let's proceed according to the procedures for... 'Special Organism Management' Level A, top-tier treatment. Hmm, it's almost the end of the month..."

After a moment's thought, Zhou Jianguo opened another drawer, took out a notepad, quickly wrote a few lines, stamped it with his personal seal, and handed it to Ji Zuodao.

"Alright, I'll give you another note. Take the girl to the logistics department and collect this month's fixed welfare allowance."

"Oh, Mr. Zhou! You're so generous! I thank you on behalf of Qiqi!"

Ji Zuodao immediately beamed, took the note with both hands, and quickly stuffed it into his pocket, while also giving Qi Qi a wink.

Although Qiqi didn't quite understand, seeing her brother happy, she also clenched her little fists and, facing Zhou Jianguo, said with some difficulty but great effort:

"Thank you... thank you, Grandpa."

You're welcome, dear.

The wrinkles on Zhou Jianguo's face had smoothed out a bit.

Ji Zuodao took the form and pen to the coffee table next to him, squatted down, and began to patiently guide Qiqi in filling it out.

"Here, name... yes, Qiqi. Here, race... um, let's write 'Special Ancient Zombie'. Here, location of discovery..."

Qiqi held the pen steadily, her little hand moving with meticulous care.

She did not write modern simplified characters, but rather in an extremely neat and elegant small regular script with a distinctly ancient charm.

Although the brushstrokes are somewhat immature, the structure is upright and the writing is elegant and pleasing to the eye.

The form was filled out in no time.

Ji Zuodao took it and handed it to Zhou Jianguo. Zhou Jianguo took it and glanced at it, his gaze lingering on the "Ability Summary" for a moment.

Ji Zuodao only had Qiqi write down "ice, slight force, controllable".

Finally, his gaze fell upon the beautiful small regular script, and surprise flashed in his eyes once again.

"What beautiful characters!"

He gave a heartfelt exclamation of praise.

Ji Zuodao immediately puffed out his chest, proudly patted Qiqi's little head, and couldn't suppress his boastfulness:

"That's right! My Qiqi is amazing! Not only does she write beautifully, but she's also eloquent, sensible, and even knows magic!"

"Old Zhou, I'm not bragging, but I think this is probably the first time in history that such a unique little zombie has ever appeared!"

The way they looked was just like parents showing off to others that their child got perfect scores on both tests and won a gold medal in the International Mathematical Olympiad.

Zhou Jianguo looked at his smug expression, shook his head with amusement, and waved him away:

"Alright, alright, look how smug you are. Have some self-respect! Hurry up and take the girl out, change out of those tattered clothes, and get yourself ready. What kind of appearance do you look, all covered in dust and dirt?"

"Okay! You're busy, we won't bother you any longer!"

Ji Zuodao chuckled in response and, holding Qiqi's hand, prepared to leave.

As he reached the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and took out two small medicine bottles from his pocket. They were the "Qingxin San" and "Jiangu Wan" given to him by Granny Su. He then turned around and put them back on Zhou Jianguo's table.

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, these Qingxin San and Jian Gu Wan were sent from Yaoxian Valley. The quality is alright. You must be tired from working. Have them as a snack to soothe your throat and loosen your muscles."

"Take it! Take it!"

Zhou Jianguo stared wide-eyed.

"Why are you feeding this to an old man like me? It's more important to nourish your daughter's body! Look how pale her face is..."

"Please don't stand on ceremony, I still have some. We'll be going now, we'll come see you again next time!"

Without giving a chance to explain, Ji Zuodao waved his hand, took Qiqi's hand, and led Dog Master, who was waiting at the door, out of the office in a flash, gently closing the door behind him.

The office fell silent again.

Zhou Jianguo looked at the two bottles of pills on the table, then at the neatly written registration form in his hand, and finally his gaze fell on the direction of the door, as if he could still see the two figures, one big and one small.

After a while, he took off his reading glasses, rubbed his temples, and showed a wry smile mixed with deep thought.

"This kid... he's picked up something amazing."

He muttered to himself, got up and walked to the huge bookcase that took up the entire wall next to him.

His gaze lingered on the old thread-bound books and internal files labeled with titles such as "Tales of the Strange," "Studies on Monsters," and "Detailed Analysis of the Zombie Genealogy."

"A unique ancient zombie... pale purple eyes... childlike physique... fully conscious... a talisman on its forehead... and it even knows magic?"

He muttered to himself as he pulled out several of the thickest, oldest-looking books, sat back in his office chair, and began to quickly flip through them, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What kind of breed is it...? I don't seem to have seen any detailed records in ancient books..."

"It's not afraid of the sun and can even use magic; it should at least be a flying zombie, but it doesn't seem like one. Could it be a mutant?"

"Strange thing."