afternoon

Less than ten minutes into the second biology class, Yun Jian was biting the cap of his pen and taking notes frantically when his right hand suddenly paused, leaving a black signature pen mark on the notebook.

Outside the lounge of the Twenty-Eight Mansions headquarters, members of the Nishinomiya team that distributes combat uniforms applied to enter.

He continued to write his notes as if nothing had happened, while part of his mental energy sank into the body of the tabby cat. The little cat lying in the warm bed of the lounge suddenly opened its eyes.

"The application is approved, meow." He tilted his head back, his voice a little soft, not yet able to fully regain control of his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the lounge opened from the outside, and two people wearing the black uniforms of the Twenty-Eight Mansions came in, pushing a metal cart as tall as a person. Chong Yunjian saluted and said, "Hello, Twenty-Eight Mansions West Palace Logistics Team, this is your combat uniform."

The tabby cat froze in place for a moment, and even Yun Jian, who was sitting on the other side of the classroom, curled up his fingers awkwardly, unable to move forward or backward.

——He hasn’t had time to change back into human form and put on his clothes yet!

If Yun Jian was in a normal state, he might be able to come up with a better idea. However, in cat form, he was influenced by the cat's habits and acted impulsively. He jumped straight to the ground, pretending not to see the confused Xigong members, and ran into the toilet like a cat on fire.

After two seconds, he jumped up again, opened the bathroom door, ran past the Nishimiya members, picked up the clothes hanging on the hanger, and slipped back.

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[The Nishimiya team member on the left is trying to hold back his laughter until his face turns red.]

Cat Toys laughed at him.

Yun Jian pretended not to hear and quickly changed back into human form, changed his clothes, ran out of the bathroom, and hurriedly took the combat uniform: "Thank you, I'll hang it in the closet first."

A member of the Nishimiya team stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, this is the latest combat uniform developed by the Nishimiya team. It has many additional functions that need to be introduced."

This combat uniform does not look conspicuous. It is completely black as ink. Even the gold-plated logo of the Twenty-Eight Constellations Nangong team has been deliberately faded, making it almost invisible when walking in the dark at night.

"This combat uniform combines your own strengths and characteristics. It focuses on elasticity, defense, assistance and teamwork. The uniform is made of special materials that have been super-strengthened. Although it is thin, it is difficult to break. Because of the weapons, fingerless gloves are used. The material on the palm of the gloves is a reinforced version of super-energy fiber, which is invulnerable to swords and guns. The pocket on the right end of the belt contains emergency communication, navigation and positioning devices."

The members of the Nishimiya team talked nonstop for a long time, from the space expansion device on the cuffs to the long boots that helped enhance jumping performance, and finally introduced the large and small weapons and emergency equipment they were equipped with one by one. Yun Jian's cat eyes widened as he listened, and finally he couldn't help but sighed: "How can they be so good? This is too professional!"

His deskmate looked at him in surprise: "Really? Why do I feel that the biology teacher's lecture was quite average?"

Yun Jian then realized that he had accidentally used his original body to speak. He quickly shut up, controlled the tabby cat to take over the combat uniform, and couldn't help but rub his face against it, and thanked the members of the Nishimiya team happily.

"We have worked together for several days to make the combat uniform perfectly match your abilities," the Nishimiya team member smiled and patted his shoulder, saying goodbye politely, "If you have any questions or other functions you want to add, just come to the Nishimiya team and find us."

Yun Jian saw them out the door, waved goodbye, and returned to the bedroom. He couldn't wait to put on his combat uniform, and ran to the dressing mirror to look at it happily. It was not until he changed out of the combat uniform and carefully hung it back in the closet that he suddenly realized the problem: "Wait, I just joined the Twenty-Eight Mansions yesterday, why did the Nishinomiya team prepare my combat uniform a few days ago?"

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In the evening, in addition to Tang Aibai, Qiao Liang and Peng Hua, there were also several professionals from the Xigong Research Team who accompanied Yun Jian in the training room to do physical tests.

They were wearing white coats and matching black-framed glasses. They held notebooks in their hands and stared seriously at Yun Jian who was standing on the treadmill. The pressure was so great that Yun Jian almost ran to the ground.

In addition to Yun Jian, Qiao Liang also seemed to be in fear of them. He kept muttering something about Chinese medicine porridge and dark cuisine. Even his high ponytail, which used to attract a lot of attention, was wilted. He stayed close to the wall the whole time, trying to reduce his presence.

Penghua took a bag of buns stuffed with leeks and mushrooms and squatted on the super-energy training device that cost millions of dollars, gnawing on them.

The only normal person, Tang Aibai, stood next to Yun Jian, calmly ignoring his own team members, holding a test sensor in his hand, directing Yun Jian to complete one training after another.

"Speed, B grade, still room for improvement; reaction, A grade, even among the members of the Twenty-Eight Mansions it is among the best; strength, C grade, even with your metal claws you can only barely reach the passing line of B grade."

He finished speaking in one breath, his brows relaxed. It was obvious that he was not surprised by the result and thought it was a good result.

"The last item is to test your super strength."

Yun Jian jumped to the oval white device not far away. A tiny crack in the middle of the device was divided into two halves. When opened, it looked like an eggshell that had not been peeled neatly. Yun Jian sat in it, watching the upper and lower parts merge into one again, sealing himself in it, and vaguely felt that he was a chick waiting to hatch.

[Don't let your imagination run wild. Be prepared.]

Cat Toy suddenly spoke.

[All the power you possess comes from the Cat God, which is a higher level of divine power than super powers. The equipment used to test super power strength can’t detect anything - the results will be out in half a minute, so come up with a reliable explanation.]

Yun Jian was helpless.

"What's there to explain?" He said directly without any hesitation in the soundproof tester, "The Twenty-Eight Mansions must have guessed that the power I possess has nothing to do with super powers."

Not to mention that the information sources of Hell's Gate and Hellhound are simply not accessible to ordinary super-powered people. Just talking about the abilities he has displayed so far, transforming into a cat, metal claws, jumping ability... are obviously very different from super-powered people who normally only have one superpower in their entire lives.

Sure enough, when he walked out of the eggshell, both Tang Aibai and the Xigong research team looked as usual.

"Your ability is not superpower, but may be something similar to demon power," one of the researchers analyzed. "Since only the first few generations of the Twenty-Eight Mansions have seen real demons, the sample size is insufficient. We need to conduct several more tests to determine whether your energy replenishment method is consistent with superpowers."

Yun Jian gladly accepted it.

Although cat toys always emphasize that the power of the Cat God is several levels higher than that of super powers, there seems to be no difference in their origin. All energy-replenishing potions and nutrient solutions are effective for Yun Jian, but the effect time and conversion efficiency are not too high, only one-third of that of ordinary super powers.

"It's okay. Just drink a few more bottles when it matters," Tang Aibai comforted him. "With the current number of hellhounds, it's easy to accumulate the reward points of the Twenty-Eight Mansions. I estimate that expelling four or five hellhounds will be enough to exchange for a bottle of nutrient solution."

Yun Jian nodded vigorously.

Of course he was content. A day ago, he could only wear his sportswear to fight in a pitiful manner and couldn't even afford to eat!

——Here I would like to criticize a certain unscrupulous organization that exploits its employees and does not pay them.

[……]

The cat toy whimpered in grievance.

After all the data collection was completed, the researchers of the Xigong Research Team left with serious faces to discuss the best exercise plan for ionization. Tang Aibai raised his wrist, tapped a few times to call up the current time, and gathered the team members: "Everyone, put on your combat uniforms. It's almost time for night patrol."

The team members responded in unison.

Yun Jian also ran back to the lounge, happily changed into his combat uniform, and returned to the hall. While Tang Aibai and the others had not come out yet, he stuffed several cranberry cookies into his mouth and swallowed them with great effort. Looking back, he saw Peng Hua also standing next to the cake stand, quietly stuffing the remaining cookies into the space pocket hanging on his belt.

"Aren't you going to take a few?" Seeing Yun Jian's surprised look, Peng Hua pushed his glasses up and said, "The cookies at the headquarters are delicious. Take a few more to eat on the way. Just don't let the captain find out."

Yun Jian scratched the cat's ears awkwardly.

…

It was just getting dark and the hellhound had not yet appeared when the four members of Team Nangong walked out of the headquarters lobby and appeared out of thin air at a quiet corner between two buildings in the city center.

"We just captured an entire superpower sect. No one should dare to cause trouble now," Tang Aibai said as they walked. He explained in great detail the patrol locations and camouflage methods to avoid the crowds, and taught Yun Jian step by step, "If you sense a hellhound, just say the word and run over there. We have ways to catch up with you."

The Twenty-Eight Mansions are extremely flexible in handling matters, and apart from matters of principle, there are very few rules that need to be enforced. For matters like the Hellhound, where every minute of delay could cause harm to citizens, a quick resolution is the top priority.

"But the research institute said that if we can intercept a wisp of the black mist when the hellhound disappears and give it to them, they are willing to research a new type of super-powered fighter for us at their own expense," Qiao Liang was eager to try, "I think my space reorganization may be able to do this."

Yun Jian, who was still alert to his surroundings, was instantly diverted: "Wait, we still have fighter jets?!"

"Of course, otherwise how can we go out to do missions," Tang Aibai smiled, "It is very difficult to make the headquarters portal. Currently, it only covers Sufang, Kyoto and Longcheng. Other places require fighter jets."

Peng Hua patted his shoulder and encouraged him: "Next time you go on a mission, you can fly a fighter plane with Captain Tang. The operation of a super fighter plane is semi-automatic and much simpler than an ordinary plane."

The tabby cat was so excited that its tail was wagging.

This time it was a fighter jet, maybe next time I could just fly a spaceship!

The author has something to say:

My sister is getting married the day after tomorrow. She has been cleaning the new house since yesterday, buying groceries and beddings and pasting blessing characters… I used to think that getting married was just about going to a hotel to have a meal and then watching the bride and groom kiss each other qaq Who would have thought that the preparations would be so troublesome!

I may not be free to write tomorrow, so I'll take a day off. I'll try to write on my phone when I'm free. If I don't have time, I'll update one chapter on Monday. (paralysis)

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