I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

"Buzz!"

The bright blue sports car sped through the streets, crossed the Yangtze River Bridge in the blink of an eye, and headed straight for the eastern district of Jiangcheng.

But they hadn't gone far when a white convertible sports car suddenly accelerated, overtook them in an instant, and quickly left them far behind.

"Holy crap! Someone actually dared to overtake my Ghost Fire driver's car?!"

Ding Jian, who was driving, floored the gas pedal and gave chase, but when he caught a glimpse of the long-haired figure inside the convertible, he froze, and cried out in despair:

"It's over, it's over, it's my goddess, Duan Li, the fourth young lady of the Baoli Group... I, the ghost-fire driver, am doomed to lose!"

Xu Lindong, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced sideways. "What does this have to do with winning or losing?"

Ding Jian said in a resentful tone, "Because I have a crush on her."

Xu Lindong: "..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "If you have a crush on someone, go for it."

"I don't dare, I lack confidence..." Ding Jian sighed, and the car slowed down as well. "I've had a crush on him for half a year."

"Coward."

Xu Lindong's suspicions lessened a bit. "After having a crush on her for so long, don't tell me you don't even have her contact information?"

Ding Jian turned his head and forced a stiff and awkward fake smile.

You guessed it.

Xu Lindong: "Want me to help you pursue her?"

Ding Jian's eyes lit up. "Brother, you're a master at love? If this really works out, I'll call you Brother Dong and follow you!"

"Your car is insured, right?" Xu Lindong asked.

"certainly......"

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Lindong thrust the twisted chimney pipe in his hand toward Ding Jian's crotch.

"Damn it! What are you doing?"

Ding Jian felt a chill run down his spine and cried out in shock.

The chimney pipe blocked his foot from pressing the accelerator, and the accelerator was instantly pressed to the floor.

The engine roared, and the sports car surged forward.

"My hair!!"

Ding Jian screamed and pulled his foot back.

But in that instant, the car had already darted far ahead.

The pipe in Xu Lindong's hand was moved away almost simultaneously.

The inertia has not subsided.

Bang!

The front of the car crashed solidly into the car in front.

"It's over, my goddess..." Ding Jian's face turned ashen.

Xu Lindong glanced at it and said, "The force was just right, a minor rear-end collision. The trunk is a little flat. If you don't dare to chase people, then chase the car."

"Let's go get their contact information now, the insurance policy number, home address... I think we can get that while we're at it."

Ding Jian was taken aback, only to see that Duan Li had already pushed open the door and gotten out of the car in front.

Xu Lindong quickly opened the door, saying, "If you splash dirty water on me, seize the opportunity yourself."

"The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs isn't far from here, I'll head out now."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The beautiful woman who got out of the white sports car in front of them paused for a moment, then her gaze immediately locked onto Ding Jian, who was in the driver's seat.

"Good brother!"

Ding Jian secretly gave a thumbs up, then hurriedly got out of the car with a long face to greet him.

"I'm so sorry, beautiful lady. My friend messed with my gear shift, saying something about 'launch control,' and I lost control... He's already gone, but I promise I'll take full responsibility for you!"

The woman's anger subsided slightly, and even a hint of sympathy appeared on her face.

She had clearly seen that the handsome young man was the first to run away.

...

A few minutes later.

Jiangcheng East District, Department of the Supernatural.

Xu Lindong walked into the company carrying the deformed exhaust pipe, causing a small stir.

"Ha! Our rising star is back!"

"What 'rising star'? It's 'star of today'! Dong-ge is on the list of extraordinary figures, I heard he's ranked 888th!"

"Although I don't have permission to view the list of supernatural beings, I'm still happy for Dong Ge! Congratulations, Dong Ge!"

Xu Lindong nodded to everyone and responded with a smile:

"Thank you everyone, you're too kind... Uncle Li, please don't call me that, calling me Brother Dong would shorten my lifespan."

"I'll call you Brother Dong now, but once you advance to Rank Nine, I'll have to call you Uncle Dong!"

Amidst laughter and chatter, the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

Xu Lindong quickly arrived at the reporting room, handed over the watch recorder, and reported on the cleaning task.

In the end, he received a total of 2,800 merit points, three bottles of level-three extraordinary potions, a bonus of 50,000 yuan, and a first-class merit award.

Director Huang of the reporting office smiled and said, "Xiao Xu, congratulations."

Of these 2,800 merit points, 1,000 are from your contributions to the recent anomaly in the sinkhole area, and the other 1,800 are a reward for killing 18 zombies.

The three bottles of Level 3 Extraordinary Potions and the 50,000 yuan bonus are extra rewards for your ranking in the top 900 of the Divine Ranking.

Director Zheng specially applied for your First-Class Merit Citation, and the medal will be issued in a few days.

"What a bumper harvest!"

Xu Lindong was secretly delighted, but still smiled and thanked Director Huang.

After obtaining 2,800 merit points, his total merit points accumulated to 7,800, only 200 points short of the 8,000 points needed to exchange for the door god sticker.

"I should have killed a few more zombies."

Xu Lindong muttered to himself, but showed no sign of it on his face.

He then took the voucher to the supplies department and collected three bottles of extraordinary medicine and a reward of 50,000 yuan.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods displayed in the supplies department, he then turned his gaze to the exchange list on the door god stickers, and hesitated for a moment.

"I'm only two hundred merit points away from exchanging for the door god stickers... but my energy and spirit are still far from breaking through. I need to prepare the corresponding materials and rituals before I can break through."

"Should I exchange for a piece of extraordinary equipment to make a good impression, or keep saving it up...?"

After thinking for a while, Xu Lindong decided not to use his merit points and planned to save them for later when he could exchange them for door god stickers.

He turned his gaze away from the exchange list for a piece of extraordinary equipment, his eyes filled with envy.

It was a specially made "charcoal revolver," very similar to the one Lei Chong held.

The gun body, combined with special carbon fiber bullets, can withstand the power of the stove fire from the stove god.

The moment the target is hit, the stove official can control the stove fire to explode, and the explosive impact and flames are enough to severely injure or even burn the enemy.

Of course, its power varies depending on how well the fire is controlled, but it is undoubtedly a deadly weapon.

With an effective and precise range of 100 meters, it can perfectly compensate for Xu Lindong's lack of long-range means.

Unfortunately, the price is a whopping 2,500 merit points, and the extraordinary bullets are an additional cost, with 30 bullets for every 100 merit points.

"Director Hu, the things here are good, but they're too expensive."

Xu Lindong shook his head, picked up the Level 3 Extraordinary Potion he had just received, and prepared to leave.

Director Hu chuckled and slowly put down his teacup.

"Xiao Xu, at least you have enough merits to choose from. How many executives aren't as outstanding as you?"

The vast majority of those at Sequence Ten might never acquire a powerful extraordinary weapon even after a lifetime of hard work, some might not even have one... Do you know why?

Xu Lindong was taken aback.

"Because the vast majority of people are just mediocre!"

Director Hu shook his head and sighed softly, but his gaze fell on Xu Lindong's face with appreciation. "What I said may be harsh, but that's the reality. You've already done quite well."

"On his first trip into the sinkhole realm, he was able to climb the Divine Ranking, gain a large amount of merit, and was even not far from breaking through to Sequence Nine."

"What about ordinary executives? If they can complete the mission on their first trip into the sinkhole, that's already quite an achievement, let alone earn so many merits. But this is the growth process they have to go through."

Only when a company grows and demonstrates its potential will the company continue to invest resources in it.

"Resources are limited. Take you intern executives for example, you earn 12,000 yuan a month, but you also receive a supernatural potion subsidy of more than 10,000 yuan."

At the third-level executive officer level, resources double; at the second level, they double again.

"There are so many executives across the country, but many are just accumulating seniority and rarely actually work on the front lines. If each of them were also equipped with an expensive, extraordinary weapon..."

He paused, his tone simple yet revealing helplessness and a sense of reality:

"Even the nation cannot sustain such a massive expenditure. Extraordinary weapons are inherently difficult to manufacture, and the materials are precious."

Many people stay in the logistics department, without striving or making any progress. They accumulate merits throughout their lives, but it's only enough to exchange for materials for promotion to the ninth rank.

After the breakthrough, I simply can't afford to buy powerful supernatural weapons; at best, I can only rent them, and even renting carries risks.

Director Hu shook his head. "I'm soft-hearted. Several of the extraordinary weapons I've rented out over the past few years haven't been returned, and I'm responsible for that."

Xu Lindong listened and remained silent for a moment.

He thought of the four people who died in the sinkhole, and he thought of Ji Huaisheng.

If Ji Huaisheng rents the extraordinary weapon but dies in the sinkhole, then the extraordinary weapon will most likely be lost.

"So if you can't afford to buy it right now, you can rent it first. I trust you."

Old Hu said with a smile.

Xu Lindong was taken aback. Did she admire him that much?

After thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked:

"How much does it cost to rent one?"

"It's calculated on a daily basis, one hundred merit points per day. Wear and tear is covered by the department, but if it's scrapped or lost, you have to pay for it at the original price."

Xu Lindong's face darkened, and he turned and left.

"Hey, don't rush off. We can provide you with standard weapons for free, and you can choose any kind of firearm you like."

Or you could combine them like this: for example, a longbow, which you can use by exchanging merit points for specially made extraordinary arrows...

"Never mind! I don't need it for now."

Xu Lindong waved his hand.

His superb motorcycle was still the best deal, costing only 100 merit points a month, although the special fuel was a considerable expense.

However, the motorcycle's exhaust pipe has now been damaged by the tall zombie.

Carrying the extraordinary potion in one hand and the deformed chimney pipe in the other, he went straight to the extraordinary equipment repair department.

However, he was unaware that at this moment, the Yin Messenger sealed on the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel was beginning to lose his earthly power.

This lost power mysteriously redirected to the underground room on the first floor of the tower.

If one had to describe this state, Xu Lindong would be like a dull and clueless prison warden, while the Tower of Babel would be like a prison that appears solid on the surface but is rotten and leaky inside.

The "female prisoner" in the tower is in a daze, yet she is extremely familiar with this prison.

Even though he was not in his right mind, he still instinctively continued his desire to escape, taking advantage of the gaps when no one was watching him to quietly do something in the dark.

The Tower of Babel was glowing green, but Old Xu, like an incompetent husband who comes home from work every day and collapses into bed, was completely unaware of it...

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