The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Although there are many testing methods available now, members of the combat sequence still habitually adhere to this procedure after returning to service.

"Very good, do you remember what you did before?"

After a moment of silence, Ning Feng slowly nodded. He now fully understood that those things were not dreams, but a brutal reality.

I have indeed been reincarnated, and I successfully killed a succubus, and finally...

I've heard you're ruthless and have killed countless people? In my opinion, that's nothing compared to what you've achieved.

When I get ruthless, I'll even kill myself!

I'm Barbie Q, and I'm asking you, are you scared?!

"Now, report on the mission schedule."

Whether it was my imagination or not, Instructor Yan's voice seemed a little more relaxed, less cold and hard.

Without much thought, Ning Feng omitted some details that couldn't be spoken aloud, and slowly reported back, refining his memories.

"Yes, after accepting the mission, the first thing I did was..."

The report gradually became more fluent, but when he mentioned that he had managed to kill the succubus by a sneak attack, Ning Feng suddenly realized something:

"Instructor Yan... how are the other guests?"

The succubus did kill herself, but there are still quite a few cultists who were bewitched. What happened to those people afterward?

As for whether those cultists would cause trouble for the Watchers, Ning Feng was not worried about that at all.

There are countless Awakened organizations, so how did the Watchers manage to become the top one?

Is it seniority? Or conscience?

It's about strength.

Once the Watchers intervene, even if it's just a small branch in Bincheng, the remaining cultists will only face annihilation.

Sorry, they don't even have the right to resist.

This can't be called bullying, it's downright blatant bullying.

Ning Feng's only worry was that some cultists might attack the guests before the Watchers arrived, forcibly pushing the blood sacrifice forward.

In that case, all his previous efforts and sacrifices would be for nothing.

Yan Rulong naturally understood Ning Feng's concerns, but instead of offering reassurance, he stated in a businesslike manner:

"We acted immediately after detecting the unusual fluctuations last night, taking control of everyone in the manor and conducting a scan and search."

"All the guests and servants present were safe and sound. Most of them didn't even know what had happened and left normally after the banquet."

"As for the cult members, including the manor owner, a total of fifteen people have all been executed."

Even though Yan Rulong wanted to maintain his tough-guy image, he couldn't help but sigh when talking about this:

"Ning Feng, you performed exceptionally well in this operation, exceeding many people's expectations."

During the time Ning Feng was in a coma, his post-incident report has been circulated and analyzed by many people.

In retrospect, the "Manor Blood Sacrifice" incident was not particularly dangerous, and any first-tier Awakened being could have handled it much better.

But for a reserve operator in the command sequence who is in a protected position in the rear and is just an ordinary person, it is quite admirable that he can do all this.

The remaining traces, especially in the altar room, reveal many details.

Clean, efficient, decisive, and with a touch of desperado madness.

It was like dancing on a knife's edge; if Ning Feng were even a step slower in any detail, he would face an abyss of no return.

Moreover, the analysis lab offered the following assessment of his choice:

"Loyal, brave, and with a certain tendency to sacrifice himself, he has the potential to become a qualified soldier in the future."

It looks very ordinary and bland, but for the always rigorous analysis lab, this evaluation is definitely not low.

Naturally, Ning Feng became a highly sought-after talent in the eyes of many branches, and branches in many cities submitted applications to transfer Ning Feng.

Ning Feng may not have enough ability yet, but the potential he has shown is enough for them to extend an olive branch.

Because ability can be cultivated, but character is difficult to change.

The Bincheng branch, which had been nurturing Ning Feng, was naturally not happy about this.

joke!

Damn it, it's fine if you admire our kids' excellence, but you can't just reach out and take advantage of them!

You guys already managed to steal one away before, and you want to do it again?!

Dream on! You're all going to die!

Of course, those in power are constantly clashing behind the scenes, but when it comes to the final decision, it still depends on the choice of the person involved.

Yan Rulong, as the chief instructor who had been training prospective agents, was assigned the arduous task of preventing others from easily poaching Ning Feng.

However, as someone who considers himself a 100% tough guy, it's fine to ask him to go into battle and kill someone, but to do something so gentle is obviously asking too much of him.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Rulong finally decided to neither flatter nor be indifferent, and to treat Ning Feng with the same attitude as before.

Are there any other questions?

Ning Feng paused, clearly taken aback, then slowly sat down against the door and hugged his knees.

He lowered his head, stared at his shadow for a moment, and then asked in a low voice:

"Instructor, have you made any discoveries regarding the blood sacrifice altar?"

Raising an eyebrow, Instructor Yan noticed Ning Feng's unusual reaction on the monitor. He kept his head down and hugged his knees, looking like he was in a very bad mental state.

But he had seen this situation far too often, so he wasn't surprised at all. Rather, this was the normal reaction a young operator should have when facing the unknown.

Harboring fear of the unknown.

Yan Rulong looked at Ning Feng, who seemed somewhat downcast, and finally softened his tone, saying slowly:

"You handled the altar very well; no one else came into contact with it..."

But Ning Feng interrupted Yan Rulong before he could finish speaking, his voice sounding strange, as if he was suppressing his emotions:

"No, I mean... have you made any other discoveries about that existence?"

exist?

Yan Rulong narrowed his eyes slightly, flipped through the report summary in his hand, and when he saw the details related to the altar, he said:

“If you’re talking about the kind of people cultists try to please, then you don’t need to worry.”

"Judging from the details left on the altar, those cultists did not master the complete blood sacrifice technique and could not possibly awaken the gods. At best, they would only attract other beings."

"Judging from the victims remaining at the scene, the descent of that being would also fail due to insufficient energy."

"Even if the descent is successful, the energy of the clone projection will be quickly exhausted."

Although blood sacrifice sounds sinister and supernatural, it is only possible if enough offerings are made.

Ordinary people contain very little energy, and strictly speaking, they cannot even be considered supernatural materials. To meet the standards for blood sacrifice, one can only win by sheer quantity.

"Don't worry, it's all over now."

Hearing Instructor Yan's firm words, Ning Feng slowly nodded and whispered:

"Really? It's already gone... That's great."

Suddenly, he frowned, closed his eyes, and pinched his brow hard.

Seeing him like this, Instructor Yan understood what Ning Feng needed most right now.

After writing "Everything is normal" in the report's evaluation section, Yan Rulong closed the folder, gestured to the person next to him to turn off the surveillance camera on the room, and whispered into the microphone:

"Alright, let's stop here for now. We can talk about other things later. What you need most right now is rest."

"You have three days off to do as you please, so have a good rest."

As Instructor Yan's voice disappeared cleanly, a "beep" sounded overhead, and the camera aimed at Ning Feng retracted into the wall.

The room returned to silence; the walls were so soundproof that not a sound from the outside could be heard.

All that could be heard was Ning Feng's slightly rapid breathing, and...

A faint laugh came from the shadows beneath his feet.

"........."

Resigned to his fate, Ning Feng opened his eyes and looked down at the pair of scarlet gems shining in his shadow, his expression slightly distorted.

Instructor Yan, didn't you say it had "dissipated"?

You call this nothing?

Hehe, you're so nice!

I'm not good!

Really!

Chapter Eight: People cannot, or at least should not!

I thought you were going to call for help!

Perhaps it never intended to hide itself. The black cat gracefully stepped out of Ning Feng's shadow, easily jumped onto the bed, and stretched.

Ning Feng: ...You ask me why I didn't call for help?

Even with the strength of the Watchers, they couldn't detect anything unusual about this guy. If I expose him to his face, I'm probably asking for trouble.

and……

Ning Feng, who was hugging his knees, squinted at the black cat grooming its fur like an ordinary house cat, and after a moment of silence said:

"If I remember correctly, last night I... was about to die."

After being chosen as one of the lucky succubi to experience the potion, Ning Feng himself also tasted the power of the Watchers' special potion.

Holy Flame Modified Type III (Tier 1): A special extraordinary potion made by the Watchers. It ignites upon contact with blood. It appears as a silver, semi-transparent liquid with no special odor and a slightly bitter taste...

As for the effectiveness, it has already been fully demonstrated on the two lucky audience members.