"The Twenty-Eight Mansions are divided into four departments: South Palace, North Palace, East Palace, and West Palace. Our South Palace's main responsibilities include daily patrols, arresting criminals, and emergency rescue. We are the backbone of restraining and fighting against superpower sects."
Tang Aibai led Yun Jian out of the prison cell, walked through the corridor, and glanced at the super-powered criminals imprisoned behind the glass wall.
"There are currently sixteen members in the Nangong team, but most of them are scattered in various cities to complete their missions. There are only three of us in Sufang City. Previously, it was because of the large number of superpower sects gathered here, and the higher-ups suspected that they had other plots. Now it's about the matter of the Hellhound and the Hell Gate. It is foreseeable that we will have to stay in Sufang until it is confirmed that the Hell Gate is completely closed."
Just now, I clearly saw a cold metal wall at the end of the corridor, but now as I walked over, it turned into a smooth corner. After turning the corner, I saw a huge training ground filled with advanced training equipment that Yun Jian could not understand.
"This is the training room," Tang Aibai briefly introduced. Without stopping, he walked straight to the door at the end of the training room. He swiped his finger on the display screen a few times. Without seeing how it was operated, the door opened automatically. "Enter the number and code here, and you can go directly to your own room."
"Nangong-046-Lihua."
Yun Jian watched Tang Aibai pull up his information. He had everything he needed, including a member information card, an exclusive lounge, and even a headquarters pass. It was unclear whether he was so quick or he had anticipated that he would definitely agree to join the Twenty-Eight Mansions and had made full preparations early on.
After demonstrating the activation method and confirming that Yun Jian understood it, Tang Aibai took him back to the original headquarters lobby. He sat on the sofa, took a few exquisite little cakes, and ate while chatting.
"Generally speaking, the Twenty-Eight Mansions requires its members to disclose all their identity, background information, and movement trajectories."
Yun Jian's movements hesitated slightly, and he nervously thought of ways to shirk the responsibility.
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"Don't worry, I've already reported this to the higher-ups," Tang Aibai smiled and winked at him, "Non-humans are always treated preferentially, not to mention that you shared the news about Hellhound and Hellgate for free. Some of the rules that constrain ordinary members don't have to be followed so strictly."
Yun Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
"We are a special department. Apart from matters of principle, other matters are actually very relaxed." Qiao Liang was standing nearby, squeezing an ice cream cone, turning his wrist and squeezing it round and round, and interrupted when he heard this.
There was too much ice cream piled on the crispy skin of the ice cream cone, and it couldn't hold it up and fell down. Halfway down, it inexplicably appeared right above the crispy skin of the ice cream cone, and finally fell back to its original place safely. Qiao Liang bit off half of it in one bite.
"That's not how superpowers are meant to be played with."
Tang Aibai looked at her helplessly and shook his head, looking very disappointed in her. But the next moment he raised his two fingers and blew out a bright yellow bubble. The bubble flew up and merged into the coffee cup that Peng Hua was holding.
Peng Hua, who was concentrating on the documents in his hand, took a sip without any precautions. He immediately realized something was wrong, stared at Tang Aibai with wide eyes, opened his mouth and started laughing wildly. He laughed so hard that he covered his stomach and his stomach was cramping, but he couldn't stop.
Tang Aibai: "This is the correct way to play."
Yun Jian silently put down the orange juice in his hand.
"Captain Tang, why are you like this!" Peng Hua finally stopped laughing, rubbed his waist which was sprained from laughing, and complained to his captain, "What if you teach Li Hua a bad lesson!"
Tang Aibai stuffed a piece of snowflake crisp into his mouth to stop his long-winded condemnation, turned to look at Yun Jian, and smiled slightly: "Let's continue talking about the Twenty-Eight Mansions."
Yun Jian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Although he was very frivolous when playing, Tang Aibai had an aura that only people who had experienced the cruel flames of war could possess. When he talked about serious matters, he was very oppressive, and it was even more of a dimensionality reduction attack on high school students like Yun Jian who had not seen much of the world.
Fortunately, his tone was gentle and precise, and Yun Jian didn't feel awkward at all: "Unless there is an emergency or an urgent mission needs to be carried out, the Twenty-Eight Mansions does not restrict internal personnel from entering and leaving. Considering that you leave late and come back early every day, I guess you should use the daytime to rest. Although it is recommended that you stay here, it is also okay if you want to go back to other places to rest."
Yun Jian hesitated for a moment.
Looking up at Tang Aibai, he asked hopefully, "If I stay here during the day...will I get food?"
Tang Aibai fell into strange silence.
He was taken away by the Twenty-Eight Constellations for intensive training when he was young, and smoothly became the captain of the Nangong team. This was the first time someone asked him such a question.
So what is the image of the Twenty-Eight Mansions in Li Hua's eyes? How could they not even give them food when recruiting new members?
If Yun Jian could hear Tang Aibai's inner voice, he would definitely throw the question back to Cat Toy exactly as it was.
Toys for a cat who is so poor that he doesn’t even have food to eat: [……]
However, Yun Jian interpreted Tang Aibai's silence as a silent rejection. He considerately did not ask any more questions: "It's okay, then I will go home during the day and come to meet you at night--"
"Wait, there's food," Tang Aibai interrupted him quickly, "You can eat whatever you want, you can order any dish, and if you don't want to go to the headquarters cafeteria, you can have it delivered to the lounge."
Perhaps he sensed the poverty in Yun Jian's words, so Tang Aibai finished describing the benefits of the Twenty-Eight Mansions in one breath: "A monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, five insurances and one housing fund, a formal staff, free food and lodging..."
Yun Jian's eyes became brighter as he listened.
Actually, if you really compare it to the other, the treatment of the Twenty-Eight Mansions is not that high. After all, people with super powers are rare and each of them has outstanding strength. The casualty rate of the Nangong team is shockingly high. It is a job that really requires your head to be tied to the belt. However, for a high school student who only has 200 yuan in pocket money every week and has to add 150 yuan to his meal card, this is really an unimaginable huge amount of money.
He tried to remain calm, but the tail that was sticking up high behind him betrayed him completely. Tang Aibai couldn't help laughing, cleared his throat, and continued: "If you need anything else, just tell me directly."
"That's all," Yun Jian shook his head and said happily, "Then I will stay here and sleep during the day, and go out to drive away the hellhounds at night!"
The long-distance transmission between the two vests does consume a lot of mental power, but the consumption of maintaining the tabby cat and replenishing energy with mental power is even greater. If Yun Jian's pitiful pocket money could not support the tabby cat, this big eater, he would have stopped using mental power as the energy source for the vests long ago.
After talking about Li Hua's future arrangements, Tang Aibai felt a little tired when he looked at Peng Huahe who was slumped on the sofa and yawning. Several members of Team Nangong hadn't slept for two days, and they were still holding on by force as they hadn't fallen asleep yet.
"Go back and rest first," he said, patting Yun Jian's shoulder. "The things prepared for you will be delivered to your room soon. Go to the training room at 5:10 this afternoon. We will test your physical condition. Then Xigong will tailor a set of combat training guidelines for you, and may even customize a diet if necessary."
Qiao Liang, who was still drowsy just now, shuddered suddenly: "Lihua, listen to me, don't let them customize the recipe for you, those Chinese medicine pastes are not for human consumption at all!"
Until the last second before entering the exclusive lounge, Yun Jian was still wondering what the Chinese medicine paste tasted like.
When he saw the furnishings of the lounge clearly, he instantly forgot all these things.
The big soft bed is of warm style, with two cute tabby cat pillows on it. Next to it are light blue bookshelves and desks. The huge balcony is covered with soft blankets, with several pots of cat grass and catnip planted next to it. The faint sunlight shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and happens to be reflected on the small ivory square table in the center of the room, making the cat-shaped teacup on it look extremely beautiful.
The toilet next to the bedroom is also clean and spacious. There is a cat toilet and two bags of cat litter next to the toilet. There is a note on the seal of the cat litter bag, which reads "If you need to replenish this special material, please call An Qin, the person in charge of logistics at Xigong, or report it yourself in the background."
Yun Jian silently crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can, pretending that he didn't hear the cat toy's rampant laughter in his mind.
Thinking of Tang Aibai's previous introduction to the lounge, he walked back to the bedroom, picked up a book titled "How to Drink Water Scientifically" from the bookshelf, turned to the third page, and tapped the bold title "Don't talk while drinking water, otherwise you will choke" with his fingertips. He said loudly: "This book is really reasonable."
With a whoosh, the books disappeared and turned into golden keys, which flew to the top of the bookshelf on their own, splitting the bookshelf in two from top to bottom, and folding inwards to reveal a storage room filled with shelves.
"Could the author of this book be the person in charge of the Twenty-Eight Mansions?" Yun Jian muttered, "Why would he use something like this as a password to enter the house?"
[Maybe so that others can't find it?]
Cat Toy guessed.
The main function of the storage room is actually for members to place the precious items they have obtained. There are not many things they brought with them. There are only a few bottles of recovery potions, three or two ordinary swords and hot weapons, and a large basket of sealed glass bottles for volatile items. After Yun Jian looked around, he didn't find anything else, so he had to go back to the room.
"I'm going to fill this storage room up in the future!" He said to Cat Toy excitedly, "One shelf for weapons, one shelf for trophies, and two shelves for various precious treasures and ingredients! I'm sure it will give me a great sense of accomplishment when I walk into it in the future!"
[Why should treasures be placed together with food ingredients?]
Cat toys don't understand.
[Ingredients are much more valuable than treasures!]
Yun Jian was silent.
Not knowing how to refute the cat toy's logic, he simply stopped talking, took off his dirty black clothes and black pants, lay on his back on the soft big **, but still not satisfied, he turned into a small tabby cat, meowed and rolled around a few times, and then closed his eyes comfortably.
"Judging from the size of the cat, this place is comparable to a 20-meter-long bed, meow!" He exclaimed, "It's really comfortable to bathe in the sun! Why didn't I feel this way before, meow!"
[Maybe it’s because the tabby cat never got any sun before?]
Cat Toy said faintly.
"Why can't I get some sun, meow..."
The tabby cat turned over again, with its fluffy tail spread over its body like a natural cotton quilt. He muttered a few words and suddenly realized what the problem was. He let out a scream and the whole cat jumped up from its bed, its fur exploded in an instant.
"What time is it now, meow?!"
On the wall, the clock hands pointed mercilessly to five fifty-seven.
A high school student who accidentally overslept because his parents were not at home, quickly put on his school uniform and put his face in the sink to wash it, then picked up his backpack and ran frantically to the school gate.
Last minute! Go go go!!
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