Chapter 75 Super Management Bureau Headquarters "Why is it an out-of-control t incident?"...

Since starting work, Shu Qing hadn't been home for several years. Suddenly pushing open the door, she felt as if her childhood memories were vivid, as if she had traveled back to her school days.

She pulled Jiu Su along and led her into her bedroom. Her childhood doodles were still hanging on the wall, her yellowed extracurricular books were still neatly stacked on the bookshelf, and even her childhood toys were still there, exactly as she remembered them.

Jiu Su looked up, admiring the paintings on the wall, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Shu Qing felt a little embarrassed when she saw it and quickly covered his eyes: "These were drawn when I was a child, you're not allowed to look! I'll take them all off in a bit."

“Your aunt and uncle have kept it for so many years, what’s the point of you picking it?” Jiu Su smiled gently. “Even if it’s not pretty, it’s still your own drawing.”

"You're not allowed to look either," Shu Qing muttered. "Hurry up! Come with me to see what to do with those little monsters we brought back."

She blindfolded Jiu Su and dragged him away—this was indeed the important matter.

The housing prices in the capital are sky-high, so her old home naturally doesn't have a small courtyard. It has three bedrooms and a living room. The master bedroom and the second bedroom are for living, and only the guest bedroom can be used to house the little monsters.

As for the Capital Super Management Bureau, there's even less hope. The Bureau's containment facilities are already overflowing, even worse than in H City. They're even mobilizing their staff to take the little monsters home and care for them.

Jiu Su glanced around the guest room, asked Shu Qing for a few small boxes, and made two nests for the little gecko and the dream butterfly himself. Shu Qing watched from the side, and warned him worriedly, "Don't mess with my butterflies anymore."

She finally managed to retrieve the Dream Weaver Butterfly that Jiu Su had taken away from the chaotic containment room of the H City Supermarket Management Bureau. When she retrieved it, the poor little butterfly was trembling and dared not touch her dream no matter what she said.

I don't know how a dignified demon king could have the nerve to bully this little demon whose energy level is only level 1—oh, after she raised him for a while, he has now reached level 2, but this difference is completely negligible in front of Jiu Su's energy level measuring stick.

This guy is so stingy, he has no class of a superior!

“I know,” Jiu Su said lazily, “I won’t make things difficult for it.”

That's what he said, but when he glanced over, the little butterfly was so frightened that it shrank back into the corner and transformed into a dead leaf butterfly, pretending to be dead.

Shu Qing was furious and pinched his face hard, but her hand only felt thin and weak, and her anger dissipated completely, so she had no choice but to give up.

Jiu Su had already prepared the nests for the two little monsters and found a jar to house the fairy snails. These three didn't need much space and were easy to care for. She put them on the shelf and let them hibernate on their own.

As for the cats they brought back, it was even simpler; they could just raise them as ordinary cats. Only Little Sheep Cloud was not easy to place in these high-rise buildings. Moreover, its abilities were special, and it would be too dangerous to leave it outside. After thinking it over, they decided that they could only keep it indoors and take it out for a walk occasionally when no one was around.

“There’s never a time when the city is deserted, even at three or four in the morning, there are always people on the streets.” Shu Tong sighed deeply after hearing this. “Once you run into someone, it’s troublesome. Do you know if they’re a normal person or some kind of ‘radical’?”

The tragedy caused by radicals and extraordinary pet owners was still fresh in their minds. The group looked at each other, speechless, and could only remain silent.

The only solution we came up with was to use illusion magic to fool Jiu Su when she returned, making her think she had been outside—at this moment, creating a fake blue sky and green grass was much simpler than taking her out to see the real thing.

After everything was settled, Shu Qing pulled Jiu Su back to her bedroom. The two sat side by side at the desk, and Shu Qing laid out all the information she had found over the past few days, and the two looked at it one by one.

Jiu Su kept her brows slightly furrowed as she looked at a line. When she met Shu Qing's questioning gaze, she shook her head helplessly.

"None of them?" Shu Qing asked unwillingly. "None of them? They don't match up at all?"

“Hmm.” Jiu Su frowned and recalled, “If someone or a demon with the power of ‘rules’ were to resurrect recently, I would definitely sense it, but I don’t feel anything at all.”

Shu Qing immediately understood, "So that means this big shot whose name I don't know must have appeared before you?"

Jiu Su nodded. "Therefore, it couldn't be a coincidence or an unintentional mistake for this person to orchestrate an out-of-control incident at this time. However..."

His gaze returned to the pile of documents that Shu Qing had organized, and he went through them one by one from beginning to end, reading more and more slowly, occasionally going back to flip through them, his expression seemingly deep in thought.

Shu Qing asked softly, "Do you have any thoughts?"

"I'm wondering why it's an out-of-control incident," Jiu Su said thoughtfully. "Suppose there's an unknown mastermind behind this, what would their motive be? It would cause deaths, bring no benefit to the demon race, and offer no financial or asset gains. Why would they do such a thing?"

Shu Qing scratched her head. She could only understand human logic, not the logic of great demons. She could only refer to the settings in fantasy novels and tentatively ask, "Uh, or is it the kind of evil magic that can draw power from chaos? For example, blood sacrifice or summoning magic?"

Jiu Su shook her head. In their past era, although such "evil arts" existed, it was clear that neither the immortals nor the demons looked down on such things. Those who used evil arts couldn't even touch the edge of the "rules".

He repeatedly perused these materials to see if any similar, unknown cases had occurred after his death. However, based on these materials, none had occurred in later generations, so the claim of "evil magic" is probably untenable.

After listening to his explanation, Shu Qing covered her face in embarrassment. She had almost memorized this pile of information and knew that there was indeed no record of "evil magic" in it.

“What else could it be?” she said, scratching her head in frustration. “I have no clue. At least with the Radiant Group incident, they were after the monsters’ abilities, so I could understand that it was all about money. But now… besides causing chaos, nobody benefits. Or is it about revenge?”

Jiu Su looked at her helplessly.

Shu Qing herself realized—it was impossible; these out-of-control supernatural creatures had no relation to each other at all, and they weren't even from the same era.

Furthermore, according to Jiu Su, those who can wield the "rules" are on the same level as the Demon King and the Kunlun Immortal Lord. It's not like they would simultaneously make enemies with several level 6 or 7 superhuman beings and have to resort to such a roundabout method of revenge.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Jiu Su nearly exhausted himself dealing with those high-level superhuman creatures; he did it to keep them alive. If he wanted to kill them, it would be incredibly easy. He only suffered some external injuries when he destroyed Chen Minghui's monster lair.

It's not for revenge, nor can it be used to make money, nor can it be used as an opportunity to cultivate, and there's no prospect of any fame or fortune... After eliminating all these possibilities, it seems that it really has no other purpose than creating chaos and panic.

"Or perhaps, this is the meaning itself?" Shu Qing played with Jiu Su's cascading silver hair, thinking as she spoke, "In the workplace, there are always those who deliberately mess things up, then step in and turn the tide. Could it be some big shot trying to get some attention... Okay, my speculation is a bit dark. But what do you think, is that possible?"

Jiu Su thought for a moment, then smiled and sighed, "Well, I'd rather it be this way."

At least this way, things won't escalate to the point of irreconcilable conflict. As for who that person is and what they want to do... as long as they are a living, breathing human being, we can deal with their moves as they come. If all else fails, we can just kill them with a single blow. It's always better than having some vague, undefined stance.

As requested by Shu Qing, Jiu Su rested well at her home for two days. During these two days, she and Shu Qing discussed various possibilities of the "rules". However, since there was no evidence, they could only consider a few guesses and could not reach a conclusion.

On the third day, the two went to the Super Management Bureau together. Jiu Su went directly to the Special Operations Department—he had been away for five days, and high-risk alerts were still breaking out in various places, requiring his return to suppress them; Shu Qing wanted to go to the headquarters' archives room, where most of the ancient books and cultural relics left behind by Kunlun Immortal Capital were kept, and she thought there should be more clues there.

"This is the headquarters archives. Ms. Shu can look up information here." After checking her information, a staff member led her into the archives. "However, the archives are only open in the morning, and we hope you will not wander off to other places unnecessarily."

Shu Qing looked around and found that the archive room was similar to the archive room in H City, except that it was newer and more spacious. There were no ancient books or cultural relics from Xiandu that she had imagined.

"The ancient books and cultural relics are stored in another location." The staff member was probably busy with other things and didn't have much patience to explain to her. "Those are all fragile items. If Ms. Shu really wants to see them, you'll have to go through the approval process again."

"..."

Given the current busyness and efficiency of the Supermarket Management Bureau, this approval process is estimated to take until the year after next.

Shu Qing was new to the place and didn't dare to make any rash moves. She could only watch the staff walk away before sitting down in the archives room and quickly continuing with her work.

Before long, she gave up in frustration—the information available in the headquarters' data room was almost the same as in H City. She had studied it day and night in H City for so many days and already remembered it clearly, so there was no need to look at it any further.

She walked out of the archives and looked around. The headquarters of the Super Management Bureau was not like the H City branch; it was built exceptionally grand and imposing, with a neat layout, simple furnishings, and unfamiliar equipment.

Shu Qing tried taking a step into the corridor, and the eight surveillance cameras on the four corners of the walls immediately turned towards her, beeping alarms. The cameras flashed yellow lights, a clear warning. Shu Qing guessed that if she took another step forward, she would immediately face some punishment she didn't want to know about.

She suppressed the strange feeling rising in her heart, glanced one last time into the depths of the corridor, and silently walked back into the archives room.