You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

The spacious conference room was silent. Meng Jingting sat at the head of the table, flanked by the highest adjudicators from other areas, as shown in the 3D projection. There were four on the left and three on the right, all with serious expressions and icy faces.

Finally, Zhuang Jiu, the adjudicator closest to Meng Jingting on the left, spoke up: "Has the Yandu Security Bureau not investigated this thoroughly yet?"

"What's there to investigate?" The adjudicator opposite scoffed. "If a Class B pollutant can really break through the most advanced energy and magnetic field scans to infiltrate Area A, then what we should be doing now isn't holding a meeting here, but rather gathering together for a thorough search to see just how far those pollutants have evolved. Maybe they've received a divine gift and possess the ability to pollute without anyone noticing?"

The adjudicator practically rolled his eyes to the heavens; everyone understood the implication.

If it's impossible to infiltrate from the outside, then the problem must lie within Area A.

"It's time to give those old fogies from the Yandu faction a warning," Zhuang Jiu said calmly. He had long silver hair tied up and hanging down to his chest. His features were very elegant and gentle, like a priest guiding those who had gone astray.

Meng Jingting crossed his legs and waited for them to finish arguing before replying in a deep voice, "I understand."

"Meng, I hope that by the next meeting, this matter will have made substantial progress."

"Um."

One by one, the 3D projections disappeared, until only the wine remained.

Meng Jingting raised his head: "What other nonsense do you have to say?"

Zhuang Jiu smiled, his eyes narrowed: "I heard that your Omega broke through that B-grade miasma. Impressive, Meng."

"Don't put your hand over there," Meng Jing heard the warning.

"Of course, I never do anything disrespectful." Zhuang Jiu raised his hands. "Let's have dinner together sometime."

Meng Jing heard that he didn't want to respond to the first half of his sentence. He had been talking nonsense for so long that he had even fooled himself.

"Let's talk about it when we have time."

Zhuang Jiu nodded.

The last glimmer of light went out, the red light in the conference room flickered slightly, and then the curtains were slowly drawn open, letting in blinding sunlight.

Meng Jingting's back was resolute and silent.

I went through the official business in my mind. These lengthy matters had been categorized and sorted out over time, emerging frame by frame and marked with varying degrees of importance, and needed to be dealt with within this week.

Suddenly, the last frame showed Zhong Xun's beautiful and gentle face.

Meng Jing's eyelids twitched inexplicably.

Alphas also believe in their sixth sense. An ominous premonition spread from the bottom of their hearts. Meng Jingting, who had not revealed any emotion just now, suddenly stood up, causing the chair to make a short, piercing noise.

No, Zhong Xun should be waiting for him in the lounge right now.

"Innocent"!

Zhong Xun has been transferred to the infirmary.

Cui Hua shouted, "Next!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the next adjudicator, who had just finished a mission, was in a mental breakdown for three days. Like Cui Hua, he couldn't even book a machine for therapy.

  

He heard that a bodhisattva had come to the infirmary.

When the brother peeked through the crack in the door and saw that the Bodhisattva was Zhong Xun, he was incredulous, speechless, and heartbroken. "Brother Cui, do we have a grudge?" he choked up. "Even the boss couldn't handle Zhong Xun, and you want me to take his place? If I fall from B-rank to C-rank and can't find an Omega, are you going to marry me?"

Cui Hua: "I'll marry you, why don't you give it a try first!"

The brother brushed Cui Hua's hand away, as if he were just meeting him. "I never imagined such cutthroat competition would happen between us! Indeed, wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue!"

Cui Hua: "?"

The brother wiped away imaginary tears. "You wanted to hurt me, I admit it, but from now on..."

Cui Hua was too lazy to listen to his rambling and pushed him into the infirmary.

The brother stumbled, and just as he was about to regain his footing, it suddenly felt as if clouds had risen beneath his feet. An indescribable softness surged from the depths of his heart, filling his blood, bones, and flesh with a sense of fullness. His soul was like a balloon, impossible to grasp. All his words vanished into a blank and natural relaxation, and he remained silent for three minutes.

When I opened my eyes, the world was completely renewed.

Zhong Xun, with a calm expression, sat in the chair opposite him.

"That's over, let's move on to the next one."

The brother's lips trembled as he nervously tried to say something, but Cui Hua rushed in and dragged him away.

"Don't hold up the people behind you."

The brother hugged Cui Hua's arm tightly, choking up again: "You've been so good to me."

Cui Hua looked disgusted: "It's good that you know, you made it sound like I was trying to harm you."

So everyone who went into the infirmary did so with a sense of duty, since their duty was to obey orders. But after three minutes, they came out and patted Cui Hua on the shoulder one by one, saying that they were good brothers and would go together!

Below the B-level Alpha, a little mental manipulation is all it takes. Their mental seas aren't very large, and they only have a few strands of mental energy that they can use. When Sun Chen brought Zhang Yingyang in, Zhong Xun became a little interested.

"Let's go together," Zhong Xun said eagerly.

Sun Chen waved his hands repeatedly: "Let's talk to Zhang Yingyang first. I'll go later. By the way, do you want to rest for a bit?"

This process took almost an hour, which was a huge drain on the Omega's mental strength and stamina.

"Need not."

Because of absorbing that "miasma" energy, Zhong Xun's mental sea remained excited. He had just used up some of it, but now he felt comfortable, and the throbbing pain in his temples had stopped.

By the time Meng Jingting had searched around and found no one who knew the news, Zhang Yingyang had already met "God".

Once the Alpha's chaotic mental state is calmed, they experience a strange sense of satisfaction. This happiness drives them to madness, and their mental state is comparable to that of someone who is drunk.

In the corridor just now, Meng Jingting had heard earth-shattering things such as, "My uncle's hen gave birth to my little nephew, I'll invite you to the wedding banquet another day," "The Bengal buffalo in the sky is attacking our castle," and "I really hope my Omega can ascend to immortality."

Zhang Yingyang grabbed Meng Jingting's arm and said in a devout tone, "God, I have a dream."

Meng Jing listened and examined him for a moment: "Tell me about it."

There are no sales targets this month.

Meng Jingting nodded.

The mental tentacles slapped Zhang Yingyang awake.

Then it approached Meng Jingting, circled him gracefully once, and landed on the man's shoulder, nuzzling him affectionately.

Realizing what had happened, Sun Chen grabbed Zhang Yingyang and ran away.

Meng Jing was surprised that Zhong Xun acted first and reported later, directly conducting mental counseling on so many adjudicators. Theoretically, this behavior was extremely dangerous. Alphas with exposed mental seas were like meat on a chopping board. Su Shengjie's madness for several days was enough to illustrate the problem.

Several historical deaths during the war a century ago were caused by Omegas with superhuman mental abilities.

These creatures are generally gentle and timid, yearning for peace, but if even one or two rebellious and treacherous ones emerge, bloodshed is inevitable.

Meng Jing suddenly looked at Zhong Xun with a searching gaze.

Zhong Xun smiled gently, her voice soft: "Finished with work?"

Meng Jingting: "..."

Don't keep interrupting my train of thought.