Before Wu Liang could finish talking, Minister Long shook his head and raised a finger to signal silence. Taking advantage of the moment while Sister Yang’s ability was keeping him human, he said seriously, "Listen to me."
"Apart from the issue of hiding your true identity to join the official ranks—"
"During supernatural events, you’ve rescued Team Two members, resolved the Monkey Claw incident at the base district, salvaged the official reputation during the Dongri Grand Hotel incident, saved Zodiac Pig in the Capital City and dealt with Pioneer, provided classified information on Promised Land to save Chengyang City, among other things."
"Comrade Wu Liang, your achievements are far greater than you imagined."
At this point, Wu Liang, who was still somewhat downcast, glanced at He Zhan and Sister Yang beside him.
In their eyes, there was more warmth and humor than surprise.
No one was actually blaming him for this matter!
Why is nobody angry?!
Perhaps Wu Liang himself hadn’t realized — the loneliness since childhood and the loss of his parents had unconsciously twisted his temperament somewhat.
He always assumed the maximum possible malice in people.
He had naturally never imagined anyone could be so forgiving and kind to him.
"Alright, let’s end the topic of identity here. What do you think of the situation at Celestial Pool?" Minister Long interrupted the peaceful atmosphere and got down to business.
Sister Yang couldn’t help but slap the back of his head, noticing that this guy’s mind still wasn’t quite right. Couldn’t he see Wu Xiaodi was about to burst into tears? Did he really have to interrupt now? New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on N()velFire.net
"Ahem... I plan to go to Celestial Pool soon, to try and find clues."
Wu Liang wiped the moisture from the corner of his eye and, once composed, spoke gravely.
Even though it had been five years since his parents were murdered, and supernatural resurgence had caused much destruction and change, making the possibility of finding clues minimal.
But he decided to try anyway!
After all, apart from capturing Pioneer alive, it’s the only way to verify that claim.
"Master’s death can’t be undone."
This thought lingered in Wu Liang’s heart, refusing to dissipate.
On hearing this, Minister Long nodded slightly, rubbing the back of his head, and said plainly, "Investigating Celestial Pool is certain. Once I’ve finished pulling strings with the high-levels in the Capital City, I’ll notify you in advance on when we’ll set out and what support we’ll provide."
As he spoke, he quietly joked, "Don’t worry, at the Capital City I’ll find a reason to cover your identity. The higher-ups won’t bother you; you’re my 007! Haha!"
With that, after chatting a few more minutes, they were basically done.
Due to the adjustments for humanity and the recent end of the City Destruction crisis, a plethora of follow-up matters left Minister Long overwhelmed.
He politely declined the invitation to dine and allowed Wu Liang and He Zhan to leave the office.
Walking along the path at the official base, feeling the gentle breeze and the sun’s light, Wu Liang rarely felt his mood lightened to the extreme.
"By the way, how is the body of Fierce Dragon Ghost being handled? Even if its consciousness has been vanquished by me, the effects of Ganlin Rain and Dew probably still persist, right?"
On the way to the Supernatural Handling Team Two’s activity room, Wu Liang suddenly remembered this matter and asked He Zhan beside him.
His opponent’s mouth twitched as he said, "Minister Long called in professionals to recover it, I suggest you don’t stay at the base after the dinner later."
Hearing this, Wu Liang felt an immediate sense of unease.
He instantly imagined a very abstract candidate; if someone could recapture and handle something like Fierce Dragon Ghost’s body, it could only be her.
"Holy crap! You don’t mean..."
Before finishing the sentence, thanks to his acute hearing, Wu Liang suddenly noticed someone sprinting toward them from afar with rapid breaths, seemingly excited.
Raising his head, a familiar figure in a white coat with a flushed face appeared in his view.
Director of the Symbiont Research Department — Yuan Yi!
"Huff-puff... hehe... Little Shadow, I have an urgent matter for you to help with, come quickly, I’ll give you candy~"
Wu Liang saw her saying something overtly ambiguous.
But her appearance, with dark circles under her eyes, a huge anesthetic needle in one hand, and a scalpel in the other, made him shudder.
Without any hesitation, he only left He Zhan with a line, "Contact me via cell for the dinner whereabouts," before vanishing at a speed beyond visual tracking.
Moments later, Yuan Yi finally arrived.
Seeing the helpless expression on He Zhan, she couldn’t help stomping and muttering curses, "You should’ve stopped him for me!"
"Director Yuan, if I could stop him, it would’ve been me going against Fierce Dragon Ghost and the Ghost Valley peeps back then." He Zhan shrugged and quipped.
Clearly, he’d also picked up the knack for sarcasm.
Yuan Yi could only show a disappointed look and, swaying, headed back from where she came.
She had researched Fierce Dragon Ghost’s body for three days, becoming increasingly amazed at how anyone could handle such a thing.
Following these three days of research, she provided much inspiration for the creation of supernatural-related equipment to the Capital City.
Moreover, she was shocked by the Shadow, this Symbiont’s physique!
Purely in terms of physical injuries, from the night the Shadow was transported back to the base for treatment, he actually healed within one night, a recovery speed astonishing everyone.
Furthermore, regarding the varied abilities Shadow exhibited when fighting Ghost Valley, Yuan Yi also wanted to thoroughly ascertain how his partnership with Fierce Ghost worked.
In summary, the Shadow possessed myriad research-worthy facets!
"I swear I’ll drag you back for research eventually!"
With this lingering resentment, Yuan Yi’s figure faded into the distance.
Once she was gone, He Zhan dared to call the rest of his team to gather at the base outside to dine with Wu Liang.
Finally, in a private room at a high-end hotel, looking at his companions around him.
Wu Liang openly shared the matter of concealing his identity.
In response, everyone pretended to be angry and made only one demand: he must drink three rounds as punishment.
Sure, they didn’t care whether Shadow’s identity was fake; they only knew the person they’d interacted with for months hadn’t changed.
"So, should we call you Shadow or Reporter in the future?" Fu Juan asked boldly after gulping down a glass of white liquor.
Wu Liang smiled wryly, "Whatever you like, but after I modify the records in a few days, it’s better to call me Reporter. Let the Shadow codename be buried alongside Ghost Valley."
Everyone laughed heartily upon hearing this.
The dinner continued.
Until half an hour later—
Cannon and Priest waving over the server to order more drinks, planning to seize the rare opportunity to drink till they drop.
But at this point, He Zhan sighed, stood up, and shared the message he’d just received:
"Supernatural Handling Team Two, hear me! A supernatural event erupted at the new city’s pedestrian street! It’s roughly ten minutes from us; everyone grab your stuff now!"
"The trapped citizens need us to exorcise this party-pooping Fierce Ghost!"
Everyone’s first reaction upon hearing the command was to look at the somewhat stunned Wu Liang, because ever since revealing the identity, they felt he seemed a bit guilty.
He Zhan then reached out, looking resolutely, and said to him: "Let’s go together! Team Two, move out!"