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Countermeasures Bureau, Director's Office.

Zhao Deshan stared at the phone that had already been hung up, his gray eyebrows furrowed into a knot.

He lived for over sixty years, rose to the rank of lieutenant general, and oversaw supernatural affairs throughout the entire East China region. Few dared to hang up on him.

But this kid never gives him any face, and he can't do anything about it.

"Old Zhao, is Senior Lu Ze still unwilling to join the Countermeasures Bureau?" A man and a woman were standing in front of Zhao Deshan's desk.

The man's name was Lin Fan. He was tall and slender with a refined appearance. He wore frameless glasses and looked more like a scholar from a research institute than a member of the Countermeasures Bureau.

He called Lu Ze "senior" because most of the people in the Countermeasures Bureau in this area had received some form of help from Lu Ze.

Lu Ze would resell the items he brought back from the other world that were of little use to him to the Countermeasures Bureau at extremely low prices.

"That kid is just lazy. He said that traveling to another world is already hard enough, and he just wants to live a normal life when he gets home."

Zhao Deshan angrily threw his phone on the table, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of the freshly brewed tea, and immediately burned his face red.

The hot tea stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't decide whether to spit it out or swallow it. Not wanting to lose his composure in front of the younger generation, he could only force himself to swallow it and then casually put the teacup back on the table.

"Pfft—"

Another woman standing nearby couldn't help but laugh when she saw Zhao Deshan's comical appearance after being scalded by the hot water.

Her name is An Linjun. She has a slender figure, neat and tidy short hair that reaches her ears, and her eyebrows and eyes are five or six parts similar to An Linyue.

Zhao Deshan glared at her, cleared his throat, and changed the subject away from the scalding hot tea.

"Xiao An, your cousin has been getting along quite well with Lu Ze lately. Why don't you have her find out about the two girls around him?"

An Linjun stopped smiling and shook her head.

"Old Zhao, we didn't interfere much when we arranged for Xiaoyue to attend Senior Lu Ze's school. Now that we're having Xiaoyue specifically inquire about it, it might expose our intentions."

The Countermeasures Bureau clearly doesn't want someone like Lu Ze, who possesses special abilities, to remain a free man indefinitely.

The strategic value of someone who can freely travel between different worlds and bring back various rare resources each time is immeasurable.

So they arranged for An Linyue, who knew nothing about it, to get close to Lu Ze.

The same university, the same major, the same class, and even his seat was in the row behind his.

An Linyue herself was completely unaware of this; she only thought that she had come to this city because her parents had been transferred for work.

This was precisely the overt strategy that the Countermeasures Bureau had prepared for Lu Ze.

Since ancient times, even heroes have found it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman. As long as the two of them can naturally come together, they will have no trouble getting leverage over Lu Ze.

An Linyue was unaware of the situation, so she wouldn't reveal anything; and Lu Ze wouldn't be wary of a girl who genuinely liked him.

Zhao Deshan nodded, agreeing with An Linjun's point.

The fact that An Linyue was deliberately placed next to Lu Ze cannot be revealed, otherwise all her previous efforts will be in vain.

"Then let's see if there are any other suitable superhumans in the bureau, and arrange for them to go and investigate." In the end, Zhao Deshan still couldn't resist the temptation of spatial superhumans.

If a superhuman capable of tearing space at will could be used by the Countermeasures Bureau, the efficiency of handling supernatural affairs in the entire East China region would experience a qualitative leap.

He paused, then added, "Remember, be careful not to overstep the mark. That kid is extremely protective of his own. If he finds out we're investigating the people around him, forget about winning them over; even our existing collaborations might fall apart."

"Yes."

Lin Fan and An Linjun bowed to each other, indicating that they had received the instructions.