Chapter 67
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Chapter 67: The Problem Squad
The director’s office.
As usual, Mr. Trap remained seated in his place, his demeanor kind and benevolent, without any discernible change in his expression.
He didn’t move at all, as if completely frozen.
In the director’s office, there was no one present besides him, yet Mr. Trap kept staring straight ahead, his pupils completely still.
The door moved.
At that moment, Mr. Trap’s eyes finally underwent a transformation, as if he had been granted new life.
He smiled amiably and kindly at the woman who had entered the office.
The woman approaching him was none other than Merete Chambers, the special consultant of Tatsumi City’s Demon Hunt Agency… with her long white hair, black formal gown, and an ever-present hint of amusement in her eyes.
Mr. Trap calmly revealed a smile, picked up the lukewarm tea from the table, and took a sip.
“The Eyes of the Empire have already responded, stating that they will send their most senior qualified guardsman ‘Emperor’ to conduct an investigation in Tatsumi City regarding the matter of Babel Tower and the Monolith.”
Merete Chambers narrowed her eyes, contemplating that the person being dispatched from “Eyes of the Empire” could be the “Emperor”…
She smiled and said, “That man is quite renowned in Night Watcher, though his methods are rather unorthodox. In fact, I believe there are already many people in the agency who operate similarly.”
Eyes of the Empire, the King’s Imperial Guards.
The highest iron wall of the Air Alliance.
For generations, it was their presence that kept this country impervious to external aggression and standing strong.
“Even the Eyes of the Empire pale in comparison to the Babel Tower,” Merete Chambers said with a faint smile.
“That ‘Emperor’ may be cruel in his methods, but he remains ultimately kind to his own people, and that suffices,” Mr. Trap finished and then asked, “Advisor Merete, what is your view on the white obelisk?”
Merete Chambers nodded gently and smiled, saying, “Firstly, I too believe that Babel Tower summoned this entity. Moreover, I suspect this so-called Babel Tower may have significant connections to the ‘Tower’ of old.”
“You believe it is related to the ‘tower’?”
Mr. Trap fell into contemplation and remained silent for a long time. The faith of the “Tower” is an exceptionally unique entity, though they lack any evidence of its connection to Babel Tower.
Merete Chambers abruptly changed the subject, asking, “By the way, Mr. Trap, what is your opinion of Bai Yan, the novice Night Watcher?”
Mr. Trap, noting Merete Chambers’s unexpected mention of that person, calmly stated, “Hmm, he could be considered a talented individual with a decent temperament, but that is all.”
Merete Chambers said, “This man has a strong connection to the tower. I have examined his file and discovered that, at merely eight years old, he courageously confronted the powerful super being ‘Arrogance’ and engaged in a ‘Death Game’ ritual battle.”
“Moreover, he did not hesitate to convince innocent children… to wager their lives as stakes.”
“To my knowledge, all parties involved lost significant things due to early defeats in the gaming competition, including… Alan losing his left eye, and Bai Yan himself losing a third of his physical form.”
Mr. Trap interjected, “However, he ultimately won the death game based on the total score, and the Night Watchers arrived in time to heal the injuries and memories of both the children and him. I can see that you are quite interested in him.”
Merete Chambers narrowed her eyes and offered a radiant smile.
She looked even more beautiful, to the point where it was difficult to gaze directly at her.
“Indeed, it is remarkable that an eight-year-old possessed such courage and maturity.”
Mr. Trap furrowed his brow, sensing that Merete Chambers was alluding to something – perhaps there was still some unique quality to this man called “Bai Yan”.
——
Bai Yan followed Alan’s lead as they hastened toward the elevator, quickly descending to the first underground level.
In the elevator, Bai Yan appeared tranquil while contemplating the matter of Babel Tower.
Alan sighed and grumbled:
“In a moment, you’ll arrive at the office of the twelfth team. Hmm, I don’t know why they assigned you there. Typically, only ‘problematic children’ are sent to that place.”
Alan looked helpless, deeply wishing that Bai Yan had been assigned to his first team instead.
However, he had no authority to influence personnel changes himself.
Bai Yan simply smiled and said indifferently, “Problematic children? I’ve seen Captain Lin’s gaze, and I sense that my position here at the Demon Hunt Agency isn’t much different from that of a problem child.”
“Regardless, be cautious. The 12th team is the smallest Night Watcher team within the Demon Hunt Agency, with only four members besides you.”
Alan slowly detailed the composition of the 12th team, and Bai Yan listened silently.
“Adelaide, your captain, a tall and proud woman like an iceberg, was once Lin Bian’s apprentice. She was banished to the 12th team after killing a local nobleman due to a personal feud.”
“Additionally, the three members of the twelfth team consist of a former cult member, a notorious slacker, and a violent woman who has injured numerous colleagues.”
“That sounds rather ominous…”
Yesterday when Bai Yan visited the office, he hadn’t seen anyone; now he couldn’t help but wonder if resignation was still possible.
Alan spoke earnestly and patted Bai Yan’s shoulder, saying, “You… just work diligently, and I’ll do everything in my power to have you transferred to our team. We are truly an elite group, completely different!”
Bai Yan replied with a smile, “Alright then, I’ll await your good news eagerly.”
After parting with Alan, Bai Yan turned and walked through the corridor, entering the twelfth team’s office.
He discovered that the office area wasn’t small, with dozens of unused desks. Most of the spaces stood idle.
However, for some unknown reason, the metallic walls were tattered and torn, appearing to have endured frequent acts of deliberate destruction.
Soon, Bai Yan spotted a black-haired woman lying face-down at a desk before a computer, her entire face on the table and the back of her head facing the ceiling.
Hmmm?
The black-haired woman lay collapsed before the computer monitor, almost motionless, as if deceased.
Bai Yan blinked and finally realized she was actually alive.
She was merely sleeping.
He stepped forward and noticed on her disorderly desk a large pile of snacks and novels, alongside a large standing sign.
It bore neat and graceful calligraphy.
“Black Vulture, the cyber technician of the 12th team, works for fifty minutes at random times each day and should not be disturbed during the remainder of her time.”
She truly is the Queen of Slacking! Bai Yan immediately recognized this person as his colleague and silently criticized her.
He lifted his foot and walked toward a nearby empty desk. When he had worked as a civil servant, he’d had his own independent office. But now, it had come to this.
Yet when he considered the improved treatment, his heart surged with excitement.
“Oh! So, you’re the new person, that means I’m the senior, right?”
Suddenly, a lively girl’s voice came from the doorway. Bai Yan instinctively looked up and saw a slightly short girl with long rabbit ears gazing at him cheerfully.
The girl had large eyes, delicate features, a modest chest, and wore a white shirt and black suit resembling children’s clothing. She looked soft and endearing, but her most striking feature was her deep brown rabbit ears!
Surprisingly, she was a beastwoman. Bai Yan gazed at the striking pair of rabbit ears momentarily, nodded and replied, “Yes, I am Bai Yan, a new member of the 12th team. May I ask who you are?”
“My name is Holly, your senior!”
Holly, the rabbit-eared girl, was overjoyed and bounded over gleefully.
“Captain Adelaide is still pursuing cultists outside, and the bulky fellow took another day off to work as a caregiver at the orphanage. Therefore, only the God of Sleep and I are here now.”
God of Sleep?
The nickname is quite fitting indeed. Bai Yan glanced at the office desk before him but still couldn’t see the black-haired woman’s face.
Holly’s bunny ears bobbed excitedly as she stood before Bai Yan with a smile.
“Miss God of Sleep used to work as a programmer for a certain novel website. She often said it was the perfect place for napping. However, due to her excellent technical skills and need for money, she eventually joined the Demon Hunt Agency. Nevertheless, her lazy attitude led to her being disliked by other teams, and she ended up here.”
Bai Yan listened silently, and suddenly Holly emphasized, “By the way, someone might have said bad things about the twelfth team, but you shouldn’t believe them!”
“I understand, seeing is believing.”
“Hehe, our team is very harmonious and loving, but there are too few people, which can make it boring sometimes. It’s really wonderful that you’ve joined us!”
Holly appeared to be quite talkative, chattering incessantly.
“I hope to have more and more colleagues in the future.”
She suddenly stepped back and assumed a boxing stance, striking the air.
“My hobby is boxing! Hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo! You can call me senior from now on!” She obviously cherished the title “senior.”
Ah, this one is much more endearing than that little Psychic Dancer. This is what true innocence looks like! Hehe, it’s not comparable to those who secretly curse others in their hearts.
Bai Yan smiled and reached out to catch Holly’s cute little fist, but to his surprise, the girl recoiled in fright and immediately tilted backward, causing him to miss.
“Ah!”
She instinctively grabbed the nearby desk and ended up tearing off the corner with her hand, causing herself to fall onto the seat.
Holly looked at Bai Yan in terror and earnestly warned him, “Please, please don’t touch me casually. I really cannot control my strength. Please understand my situation, as the medical expenses are very high.”
Bai Yan gazed at the metallic desk and the dilapidated office walls in silence, fully comprehending the situation.
“Okay, I understand.”
He suddenly took out his cellphone and smiled, saying, “By the way, Senior Holly, do you mind if I use my phone for a while?”
Holly furrowed her brows and stood up, shaking her head.
“Oh dear, it seems you also like to slack off. Never mind, I really can’t do anything about it. As a senior, I’ll turn a blind eye and pretend I didn’t see anything.”
“This is a small gift for my senior colleagues.” Before arriving, Bai Yan had brought some gifts for his new teammates.
“Ah, this is wonderful!”
Bai Yan took some time to arrange his desk as desired, then sat down.
Holly continued to bounce and practice boxing by the door, while Black Vulture remained asleep.
He took out his mobile phone and calmly opened “Babel Tower” to check the placement logs of the three Core Operators.
In a little while, it would be the agreed-upon summons day… Huh, Bai Yan was slightly taken aback, as it seemed something extraordinary had been triggered in Psychic Dancer’s log.
