Despite this, Yan Jue still dutifully woke up early the next day and headed to the equipment room to get on the treadmill. He was self-aware and a man who valued his life, so he didn't have the guts to train with the security team.
It wasn't until breakfast time that he finally left the equipment room, wiping his sweat off. He planned to head back to the dormitory to clean up and prepare for breakfast. But just as he crossed the courtyard gate, he was spotted by Zhang Zizhen, who was squatting by his room, playing with his phone.
"Brother Yan!" Zhang Zizhen exclaimed in surprise, running over to Yan Jue. "Good morning! Are you going to exercise? Are you tired?"
Seeing Zhang Zizhen, whose face had the word "flattery" written all over it, Yan Jue felt very uncomfortable. He held the towel and chatted awkwardly: "Good morning, why don't you go to eat? Our cafeteria is quite delicious."
"I'm new here and not quite acclimated, so I was hoping I could try my luck and run into someone I know." Zhang Zizhen beamed. "What a coincidence! I ran into you, Brother Yan."
Yan Jue: “…”
Excuse me, but why did he have the illusion that Zhang Zizhen was a new employee of the Special Management Bureau? Also, when did he become an acquaintance? Was he just an acquaintance they met last night?
Yan Jue felt that Zhang Zi was so familiar with others that it might cause burns.
Perhaps sensing the hidden meaning behind Yan Jue's silence, Zhang Zizhen didn't wait for him to speak before saying, "Brother Yan, go back and take a shower. I'm going to eat and won't disturb you. Do you need me to get you some food?"
She smiled brightly and was considerate, not taking Yan Jue's silence to heart at all.
"No need." Yan Jue refused and quickly fled. "I'm going back first."
But is it really that easy to get rid of Zhang Zi?
Yan Jue was holding the dinner tray and wanted to ignore the stupid person who was waving at him in an exaggerated manner, but in order to avoid attracting more people to watch, he had to walk over quickly and sit next to the person to make him quiet down.
Zhang Zizhen pointed to the side with a smile and said, "Brother Yan, I saved this seat especially for you."
The reason why he was so attentive was obvious to everyone.
Although Zhang Zizhen was kept here just to learn more from him about the current situation of Taoism, someone would come to ask in detail soon, and it would not be long before Yan Jue was responsible, but since the other party had come to his door on his own initiative, he couldn't hide.
He is also very curious.
Besides, Zhang Zizhen was the first known talented person in the country who had actively recommended himself and was eager to contribute. He would definitely have more contact with the authorities in the future, and even direct recruitment was not out of the question. He was not stingy with sharing any information he could with this young man who had the potential to become his colleague.
Yan Jue put down his plate, looked at Zhang Zizhen's face and sighed helplessly: "If you have anything to ask, ask it. I have something to go out for later."
Zhang Zizhen's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he asked directly, "Brother Yan, you are a consultant for the Special Management Bureau. Do you know what the requirements are for joining the Special Management Bureau?"
Yan Jue: “…” How does he know.
In fact, the reason he was able to become a consultant was purely because the headquarters of the Special Management Bureau was located in a very lifelike location and the people there were easy-going. For the sake of his physical and mental health, so that he would not feel anxious or oppressed, the higher-ups stuffed him into the Special Management Bureau and gave him the title of consultant.
How could he, a non-staff member who came in through the back door, know the recruitment requirements of the Special Management Bureau?
Yan Jue took a mouthful of food, shook his head in a pretentious manner, and uttered two words: "Keep it secret."
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Zizhen was not disappointed. "I will definitely behave myself and work hard to join the Special Management Bureau and become a colleague of Brother Yan!"
"Why do you want to join the Special Management Bureau so badly?" Yan Jue asked, "As a Taoist priest from a prestigious family like you, and also very talented, shouldn't you yearn for a free and unrestrained life?"
Shouldn't those with middle school syndrome have a great ideal as strong as the wind? Why does this guy always want to get into state agencies?
"Sir, it's a new era now. We in the Zhengyi Sect have changed to Zhengyi Academy, and the headmaster has become the dean. No matter how free and easy we are, we can never be freer than the laws of the country. I am a Taoist priest with a good family background and was raised with the education of the new era."
Zhang Zizhen said in a resounding voice, "Besides, this is the legendary Special Management Bureau, the official national agency that manages the metaphysical world. If I join the Special Management Bureau now, I'll be a veteran, right? Wouldn't I be able to manage those who are better and more powerful than me? And it's also a stable job with the government, who wouldn't want it?"
Yan Jue: “…That makes sense.”
Young man, you really need to treat your chuunibyou.
In order to prevent himself from hearing any more ridiculous logic from Zhang Zizhen, Yan Jue took the initiative in speaking and turned the topic to the revival of spiritual energy.
"Spiritual energy has revived, but you're still using the Taoist cultivation levels?"
He urgently made up for his studies last night and searched what Zhang Zizhen meant by "Shudu Gonglu". "Shouldn't it be about training Qi and building a foundation?"
Zhang Zizhen did not dislike the unprofessionalism of Yan Jue's questions. He had already felt that this consultant, and even everyone in the yard, had no spiritual energy and were just ordinary people.
Now that spiritual energy has just revived and the worldview has shifted from the scientific to the supernatural, everything is in its initial stages. They, the Taoists, are still groping for the truth. It is normal for the people in the Special Management Bureau to have any questions or not.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Brother Yan, do you read novels?"
After seeing Yan Jue nod, Zhang Zizhen explained in a very easy-to-understand way: "Although we call the world's strange phenomena the resurrection of spiritual energy, we should now be in the category of 'modern supernatural metaphysics literature', not 'modern cultivation'."
Yan Jue asked in return: "Shouldn't these two be interchangeable?"
"Yes, theoretically they should be able to communicate with each other, but there are currently no authentic and verifiable cultivation techniques or rare treasures related to cultivation in the world. Without a cultivation channel, and no one able to create one, this path is simply blocked, isn't it?"
Zhang Zizhen also lamented, "So now we can only turn the knowledge learned from Buddhism and Taoism, or some special professions, from theory into practice. We can only catch ghosts and raise Gu, but we can't practice like in novels, and naturally we can't follow the levels of the cultivation system."
There are currently no techniques related to cultivation in the metaphysical world. Yan Jue nodded secretly, thinking of another key point that he could write down and send to Director Pan.
After Zhang Zizhen finished speaking, he asked in a cryptic whisper, "Brother Yan, can you tell me a little bit about your attitude towards people like us in the metaphysical world? What are your rules and regulations? I've given you so much information, so I think we have some friendship now, right?"
"Your Special Management Bureau's silence is making me a little nervous." He then speculated, "Are you deliberately keeping quiet just to catch a criminal and use him as an example to establish your reputation?"
"It can't be me, right? I didn't do anything. The most I deserve is a reprimand for trespassing on a construction site."
Yan Jue: No, we didn’t reveal anything, purely because we didn’t know. Even this special management bureau is not that special management bureau.
However, he couldn't say that, so he could only put on a stern face again: "Keep it a secret."
However, in order to reassure Zhang Zizheng, he added: "As long as you are dedicated to the country and have never committed any crime, the country will not treat you unfairly." Not only you, the country will treat any citizen this way.
The two people's questions and answers were completely irrelevant, but in the end they came to the same conclusion. Zhang Zizheng didn't even doubt it and immediately put on a relieved expression.
After dinner, Zhang Zizheng was asked to leave, and Yan Jue also went out to score points under the protection of twice as many plainclothes officers.
With the revival of spiritual energy, all plans were disrupted and started over.
While the transaction with Noel was still in progress, an unexpected situation arose on their side. To prepare their forces as quickly as possible, Yan Jue had to buy some seafood from Atlantis from the mall. Fortunately, the seafood was inexpensive, large enough, and highly usable. They also had a lot of points, so this small amount of money wasn't a big deal.
Arunos did not eat it.
The sea monster that can enhance the strength of mermaids has many of the same genes as the creatures in their world. After learning the news of the revival of spiritual energy, the research institute, which was originally confused, was inspired and came up with new speculations and research directions.
As for the Special Management Bureau, it ultimately could not escape the fate of becoming a real "Special Events Management Bureau."
The Special Management Bureau's headquarters is located in a prime location, very accessible and accessible, unlike other agencies that have a cold, attention-grabbing facade. Furthermore, its operations are simple, and with a small staff, it's possible to seamlessly add a new business within the shortest possible time without becoming overwhelmed.
Pan Wencheng felt very vicissitudes of life, but he had to accept it.
He didn't have much time to sigh. The morning after Zhang Zizhen was captured, he and Wen Xuyang, along with other department heads and bosses, formed a temporary team and headed to a secret location for an urgent meeting to discuss how to manage the resurgence of spiritual energy.
All the laws, restrictions, punishments and other regulations for maintaining national stability against the talented people in the metaphysical world, demons and monsters must go through the hands of this powerful team that was temporarily formed.
Not only the regulations, but also the identification marks of supernatural creatures, identity authentication, the platform for communication and release of tasks, how to record and archive personnel information, etc. are also things that they need to worry about.
At this point, all the inexperienced people invariably took out the various settings compiled from the novel and searched through them to see if there were any that applied to their current situation.
It has been a month since the spiritual energy was revived. Although Zhang Zizheng said that people in the metaphysical world are still in the stage of surprise and exploration, no one can guarantee that the "freelance cultivators" who have wandered into society and work alone will not break the law after discovering that they have power.
The only thing to be thankful for is that cultivation is not like supernatural powers. Even if people without connections have a physique that is sensitive to spiritual energy, their perception will only become stronger like Yan Jue, but they will not be able to shoot fireballs or create water arrows.
Under unprecedented pressure, everyone wants to break one minute into two. Even the strongest people can't stand the high-intensity work, let alone a group of people in their forties or even sixties and seventies.
Staying up late for one day is not a rare thing, but staying up late for two days in a row will cause trouble. However, there is still a lot of work waiting for them outside. They dare not rest and do not want to waste time because they have not yet sorted out the tangled ball of wool.
In the end, I still don’t know which genius came up with such a detrimental plan that shocked the world and made the ghosts cry.
The Atlantis Mall sells advanced psychiatric potions. The potion's effect is to maintain a clear mind for twelve hours, but the side effect is that after the potion wears off, the user will experience a two-hour headache.
The team members took hundreds of potions from Yan Jue.
Each person was given a pill to drink while working, and then at the last minute before the pill expired, a recording of Noel reciting a poem was played. Everyone would faint for five to six hours, then wake up and continue taking the pills to work.
The person who came up with this idea is amazing. He directly uses the unconsciousness after fainting to resist a two-hour headache, and also allows people to take a nap and rest at the same time.
The scary thing is that this method is said to be widely acclaimed and the team leaders have praised it repeatedly.
When Yan Jue learned about this from Pan Wencheng's approving tone, he was left silent with only admiration, and wanted to kneel down to these big guys.
In order to make Pan Wencheng happy after his busy schedule, or to relax by hearing some good news, Yan Jue took the initiative to tell him that he had started exercising.
Sure enough, after hearing what Yan Jue had said, Pan Wencheng was very pleased to ask about his exercise methods. He also casually asked about his speed on the treadmill, wanting to show his concern and ask him not to push himself. But after Yan Jue reported the speed of the treadmill, he was unable to say anything encouraging.
"Xiao Jue, you've been walking on the treadmill for so long. It's time to change from walking to running. Just jogging will be fine. Don't strain yourself."
Yan Jue hung up the phone with difficulty.
He was clearly jogging for a full hour, but how come it turned into a stroll when he got to Pan Wencheng's place? Yan Jue was very depressed.
Back when he was in school, working part-time, he was a brave man who could carry a bag of rice up to the sixth floor without even taking a breath. After graduation, he started working in an office, and over time, he had no time to exercise because of his busy schedule. His physical decline can't be blamed entirely on his laziness; it's life that has made him a lazy fish.
While Yan Jue, the incompetent, was running around collecting points, Zhang Zizheng, whose information was squeezed out to the point of having not a drop left, could now leave the Special Management Bureau.
Of course, some instructions and "confessions" are indispensable before leaving.
For example, why was the Special Management Bureau silent after its establishment? That's because the country is currently discussing and formulating regulations for the metaphysical community, and they haven't yet been finalized, so there's been no movement.
Zhang Zizhen, the young Taoist priest they had unexpectedly captured, had caught them off guard, unsure how to handle the situation and whether to disclose the news in advance. These past few days, they had been agonizing over whether they should trust Zhang Zizhen and quietly spread the news of the country's establishment of the Special Management Bureau so that those in the metaphysical world would be prepared.
The comrade who was in charge of Zhang Zizhen's actions were precise and his expression was sincere, which made Yan Jue, who was watching, exclaim in his heart that he was a great actor.
As expected, Zhang Zizhen believed it. He patted his chest and solemnly promised that he would definitely pass on the news and ask them to prepare the materials and wait for the state to summon them to the Special Management Bureau for registration.
After Zhang Zizhen left, the courtyard became much quieter.
Perhaps the weather had been too hot for too long and God couldn't stand it anymore, so he finally sent down a heavy rain. Yan Jue didn't go out for the rare occasion.
The day after Zhang Zizhen was captured, Yan Jue told Nuoer and Zhuo Feng that a major event had occurred in their world, affecting the entire global situation. He would be very busy for a while and could only visit the kindergarten occasionally. If anything happened, they would send him a message. He would tell them what the major event was once they found out, so they didn't have to worry.
Both cubs were very well-behaved and sensible, so Yan Jue could concentrate on his work without having to worry about them.
Yan Jue was quite touched and fed them some snacks as usual. As a member of a country of big foodies, what's wrong with eating something delicious to relieve stress?
Today, Yan Jue finally had time to stay in the Special Management Bureau. After dinner, he went to the confidentiality office to log into the game.
Because it was a little early, he didn't expect to see the two cubs, but after he habitually took a look at the student files, he found that the two cubs were in the swimming pool.
I checked the time and it was exactly 7:30 in the morning.
As a diligent demon cultivator, Zhuo Feng was used to waking up early and going to bed late, so getting up was normal. The problem was, Noel, a growing cub who didn't have to go to school, had never gotten up or gone to kindergarten at this time. Why was he so early today?
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I went home too late yesterday and couldn't update. Sorry QAQ
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