Lu Yizhan sat in the cafeteria at noon with his cheeks flushed and was in a daze for an hour. In his mind, all he could think of was Fangdian laughing and blowing out a puff of smoke with his mouthpiece closed. When he went for the interview in the afternoon, he even tidied himself up with a big slicked back hair that looked more formal, and then -

The interviewer is not Fangdian.

Lu Yizhan could hardly help but sigh in his heart when he saw the burly interviewer slump his shoulders in disappointment.

The interviewer's name is Dong Chenglong. He is a member of the [Crusader Inquisition] who is responsible for the attack mission. His weapon is a pair of Pegasus Meteor Hammers that are said to weigh one and a half tons. He is 2.21 meters tall and has an extremely strong body. He can run a horse on his biceps. He glares at everyone he looks at, and his hair spreads out in all directions like a sonorous and angry sunflower.

The trainees were not afraid of Dong Chenglong as their instructor during the training classes. They often complained in private whether this man had hyperthyroidism as his eyeballs were so bulging.

...The gap between this and the team is too big...

Dong Chenglong nodded to Lu Yizhan and motioned him to come forward: "I will be the leader of the newcomers this year. Come up and introduce yourself."

Lu Yizhan stepped forward with a sad expression and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Lu Yizhan, I'm eighteen years old, my ambition is unclear, and I'm willing to follow the adjustment."

"Looks listless!" Dong Chenglong frowned and commented when he saw Lu Yizhan coming in with his shoulders hunched. Then he lowered his head to look through Lu Yizhan's files. His eyes changed subtly, and he looked up at Lu Yizhan, who was looking dejected.

This trainee named Lu Yizhan had mediocre performance in previous training courses, but there was something strange about this mediocre performance.

For example, the passing score for the shooting class is 80 points, and the scores of this land station are basically maintained in the range of 80-85 points every time. For another example, the passing score for the heretic information recording class is 85 points, and the scores of this land station are in the range of 85-90 points.

Except for the actual combat heretic training course, the fluctuation range of the scores of the land station will be a little larger, the fluctuation range of the other subjects is around 5 points.

The results are incredibly stable.

The trainee with the highest overall performance this year is Cen Mingming, who has already moved to the second team. His performance has never been so stable, and he has made mistakes to a greater or lesser extent.

Dong Chenglong clasped his hands together on the table and looked at Lu Yizhan across from him seriously: "I see that your grades are average, but you got first place in the written test this year, with full marks, two points higher than Cen Mingming, who had the highest overall score before."

Lu Yizhan tilted his head and smiled foolishly: "Good luck, instructor."

"I believe I can get 98 points if I'm lucky." Dong Chenglong's eyes widened. He tapped his fingers on the table twice and questioned, "Is it lucky enough to get full marks? Put away your little cleverness. Why do you pretend to be average all the time?"

"I don't think there's anything in the Bureau of Heresy that would force you to hide your incompetence, right?"

"No, no!" Lu Yizhan quickly shook his head and waved his hands to deny.

The captains in the Bureau of Heresy are all very capable, so he actually expected that he would be seen through. Now that he was seen through, he was not embarrassed. After thinking about it, Lu Yizhan answered seriously: "But, there is no need for me to be excellent in the Bureau of Heresy, right?"

Dong Chenglong was stunned.

Lu Yizhan smiled and said, "There are already enough excellent people. I am just a bit smart, but I have no ambition, no goal, and I don't want to save the world. I'd better be an ordinary person and give more positions to people like Cen Mingming who really have great ideals."

Dong Chenglong stared at Lu Yizhan for a long while, then picked up the big stamp beside him and stamped it on Lu Yizhan's file: "Interview failed."

"A team doesn't need ordinary people."

Dong Chenglong's tone suddenly became angry. He slammed the table and stood up. The huge force caused the ground to shake:

"Anyone who can stay in a team, even if they are just a waste, must have the awareness to save the world!"

Lu Yizhan was startled by the slap. He glanced at the huge red stamp "Not Approved" printed on his file on the table. He sighed in his heart, but stood up and accepted it. He took his file and bowed to Dong Chenglong to thank him:

"Thank you for your advice, instructor. I will take the initiative to go to the third team of the logistics team."

Dong Chenglong looked at Lu Yizhan deeply and said, "Only in a world without gods can there be ordinary people."

"In this world that could be turned upside down at any moment, there are only heretics and those who fight heretics, and no ordinary people."

"One day, you will regret not taking action, Lu Yizhan."

Lu Yizhan waved goodbye unmoved, thinking calmly in his heart -

——Then let’s wait until that day comes.

But that day came much sooner than Lu Yizhan expected.

Lu Yizhan, who was in the third detachment, was opening warehouses one by one to clean out the heretics. After cleaning out a heretic covered in slime, Lu Yizhan walked out. He saw people running in panic in the corridor, talking loudly:

"What is Rose Leaf Gas?!"

"No one from the second team has returned!"

"The majority of the Crucifixion Army is out on a mission and hasn't returned yet. There's nothing we can do now. We have to rotate in the people from the third detachment to take over!"

"Oh my god, I'm not ready to go out on the field yet, we won't die..."

Fear quietly spread among everyone.

Under these circumstances, Lu Yizhan, the heretic warehouse cleaner, was hastily transferred to a temporary team that was to go to the battlefield.

There were a total of fifty-three people in the team, seven of whom were transferred from the three teams, including Lu Yizhan, and the leader of the team was——

——It’s Dong Chenglong.

This man was wearing a bulging Heretic Administration uniform, with strong muscles. He crossed his arms across his chest and glared at everyone, giving people a huge sense of oppression and -

--sense of security.

Lu Yizhan clearly heard the member of the third team beside him stroking his chest and heaving a sigh of relief: "What? It turns out that Instructor Dong from the [Crusader] is leading the team. It's all right now."

Dong Chenglong gave the order in a deep and vigorous voice: "A regiment of the second detachment encountered a special heretic in a perfume factory. According to the message sent by member Cen Mingming before losing contact, the heretic is a gas diffusion heretic with addictive and mental pollution capabilities. When they discovered it, the perfume heretic had already spread on a large scale throughout the city."

"Team Cen Mingming risked their lives to investigate and found that the heretic's weakness might be related to something buried under the rose field in front of the perfume factory. At this point, the contact between them and us was completely cut off."

Dong Chenglong's eyes widened: "Our mission this time has three points--"

"First, we need to contain the heretic Rose Ganyevas."

"Second, bring back all the people from the first regiment of the second detachment."

"The last point, and the most important one—" Dong Chenglong shouted, "No matter what happens, all of us must come back alive. Do you understand me?"

Everyone answered loudly: "Yes, instructor!"

Dong Chenglong yelled even louder: "You are so weak! Speak louder! Do you hear me?"

Everyone took a deep breath and shouted, "I heard it!!"

It was already night when we arrived outside the perfume factory.

The perfume factory was shrouded in a rosy mist. Everyone wore breathing masks and carried more than two oxygen tanks. They moved cautiously in the flower fields, for fear of alarming the people in the perfume factory or inhaling the strange perfume mist.

The people from the third detachment where Lu Yizhan was located were transferred here to take charge of easier tasks. They did not need to dig out heretics in the flower fields, but to search for the missing members of the first regiment of the second detachment around the perfume factory.

This was originally a very simple mission, but under the rigorous search of Lu Station, the whereabouts of the members of the First Regiment of the Second Detachment deduced from the clues he found became increasingly strange - he discovered that the members of the First Regiment of the Second Detachment were most likely captured in the perfume factory.

After contacting Lu Yi Station and finding out clues about the perfume paper, he began to have a bad feeling.

Could it be that these team members were caught and used as...the so-called perfume testers?

Lu Yizhan calmly stopped the search and used the intercom to contact Dong Chenglong, who was sheltering the heretics: "Captain Dong, we are now at the outer entrance of the perfume factory. We suspect that the people from the second detachment may be imprisoned in the basement by the people in the perfume factory. Should we continue the search?"

A stern voice soon came from the other side: "Stop searching and wait for me to come over."

But before Dong Chenglong finished speaking, the sound of leather boots slowly came from the entrance, and a man's voice with a slight smile: "It's so late, it's not a good idea to come to someone else's factory uninvited, right?"

Lu Yizhan took a half step back cautiously. He saw a wriggling monster with limbs and heads all over it and oozing birth fluid in the dark entrance. It used its tentacles to respectfully hold up a kerosene lamp to light the way for the man.

The monster with the lantern was wearing a factory uniform with a tag on his chest that read "First Director of the Rose Perfume Factory."

The man's face slowly appeared in the light. His long hair was tied into a loose low ponytail that hung down to his waist. He wore a long black windbreaker neatly. A long black bone whip suddenly appeared in his hand. His dark eyes were slightly curved with a smile, and the dim light of the kerosene lamp was faintly reflected in them.

Lu Yizhan retreated cautiously, trying to divert the man's attention: "You are not from here either, right? You are a guest here, which is the same as us, right?"

The man smiled and said, "Me? I'm not here uninvited. I'm the factory director's guest."

The monster-like factory manager rubbed the two tentacles on his chest and laughed with the seven or eight mouths that grew on his face: "Yes, Mr. Bai Liu is my distinguished guest."

"If I hadn't accidentally picked up something that Mr. Bai Liu had left at the port and planted it in my rose garden, my flower garden wouldn't have grown such beautiful roses, I wouldn't have been able to make such good perfume, and the factory wouldn't have been able to continue."

The monster's face was dripping with slime, and his laughter became more and more bizarre: "Since you have done me such a big favor, I will naturally invite Mr. Bai Liu to come over and reward him."

"I personally don't like this deal very much." Bai Liu smiled, his smile was dim in the dim light, "but this world is indeed a bit boring."

"It seems like a good idea to end it completely this way."

Bai Liu said this, lowered his eyelids, and gently waved his fingers in the air.

Countless rose thorn vines suddenly emerged from the ground as he waved them casually. Lu Yizhan's pupils shrank and he immediately turned around and reminded loudly: "Protect the oxygen tank and mask!"

But it's over.

Except for Lu Yizhan who quickly protected the oxygen cylinder on his back, the oxygen tanks of the rest of the people were all entangled by thorny vines, shrinking in circles. The tanks began to sag, and a hissing sound of gas leakage came from the edges. The rose-colored perfume smoke instantly poured back into the masks.

In just a breath, roses appeared in the pupils of the other six people except Lu Yizhan, and they knelt on the ground with distracted eyes.

Lu Yizhan quickly jumped back twice to avoid the thorns that kept rising from the ground. He gritted his teeth and panted as he looked at Bai Liu's face illuminated by the dim light. Then he took out his phone: "Captain Dong! An unknown person has appeared here! The mission of the third team to rescue the members of the second team has failed--"

Before he finished speaking, a big hammer passed by his side and smashed towards Bai Liu who was standing at the entrance with the force of thunder. A male voice with a deep and angry voice scolded him: "You have no spirit——!"

"——The leader has not arrived yet, you are not allowed to abandon the mission without permission!"

Bai Liu nimbly dodged the hammer, and the hammer hit the factory director monster hard on the head, smashing him into a pile of squirming meat paste as he screamed.

Dong Chenglong stood in front of Lu Yizhan with his legs apart and squatting. He held the unconscious Cen Mingming in his left arm, and then threw Cen Mingming to Lu Yizhan. He pulled back the hammer with both hands, straightened his back, looked at Bai Liu standing at the entrance, and shouted angrily: "Bai Liu——!!"

Bai Liu smiled politely and said, "Captain Dong, it's been a long time since we last met. You are still in high spirits."

Dong Chenglong was about to throw the pair of hammers he had taken back at him without saying a word. Bai Liu suddenly stretched out his hand to the left, and under the light of the kerosene lamp that fell on the ground, he could see a heart beating on his glove.

He smiled at Dong Chenglong and said, "Captain Dong, this is the rose perfume core heresy you are looking for. If you throw your weapon at me now, this heart will break with me."

"——Then at that moment, the whole world will be polluted by the rich rose perfume flowing in this dirty heart."

Dong Chenglong paused as he raised the hammer. He put it down and glared at Bai Liu: "What game are you going to play this time?"

Bai Liu smiled and said, "Captain Dong already knows my style very well."

"You have two choices. First, you eat this heart and let all the rose thorns penetrate your body. Use your own body as a container for this heresy."

"The second option -" Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan who was standing next to him, and he smiled, "You can also let the team member next to you swallow it."

"My personal suggestion is to let that team member swallow you, because you are the main attacker of the [Crusader], and you are much more valuable than that team member. If you die like this and become a container--"

Bai Liu shook his head as if he felt sorry for Dong Chenglong: "——Your captain is fighting with another opponent I placed a heretic on. It will be very difficult for her to fight against me because she has no main attacker."

"I believe your team members think the same way." Bai Liu smiled and looked at Lu Yizhan who lowered his head and said nothing, "Letting this ordinary team member die here may be the most useful use of him for you."

Lu Yizhan clenched his fist. The oxygen in his back was almost insufficient. If he continued to consume it, both he and Dong Chenglong would die here.

This guy named Bai Liu is quite right. For an ordinary team member like him, dying in this way is already the most valuable contribution to the Heretic Management Bureau.

A main attacker from the True Cross Inquisition and a cleaner from the Third Detachment. Even a fool would know how to choose.

Lu Yizhan stood up slowly, and then he was pressed down heavily by Dong Chenglong.

Dong Chenglong looked at Bai Liu with a sharp look, picked up his hammer and ran over, snatched the heart from Bai Liu's hand, raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp. His throat rolled and he swallowed the heart, while pounding the hammer over, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "I've chosen!!!"

Bai Liu smiled: "It's really... an unexpected choice."

His shadow and voice disappeared in the rosy smoke the moment he was hit by the hammer.

Countless thorns under the ground surged wildly, drilled out from the ground, entangled Dong Chenglong's ankles, and pulled him to prevent him from moving. A rose in full bloom appeared in Dong Chenglong's eyes. The thorns drilled out high from the ground, suspended in the air, and pointed their sharp heads at Dong Chenglong on the ground, and then fell down heavily like tens of millions of arrows aimed at him.

Lu Yizhan's pupils shrank to a tiny dot, his face was covered with Dong Chenglong's blood, and his oxygen tank was almost empty due to his rapid breathing.

Dong Chenglong was nailed to the ground by thousands of thorns piercing his heart. As he was dying, he was pierced by the thorns. He took off the breathing mask on his face with his thick and bloody hands and inserted his oxygen cylinder into the breathing mask of Lu Yizhan.

"Why..." Lu Yizhan asked with a blank expression, "I'm just an ordinary... worthless... piece of trash."

Dong Chenglong raised his bloodstained face. His eyes, which were always filled with anger, became unfocused. He spoke word by word:

"…The only value of our existence is to give you the right to freely choose to be ordinary people one day."

"now--"

Dong Chenglong roared out from his chest with the last bit of his strength: "——Run away under my protection like a normal person, Lu Yizhan!!"

"Use all your energy and run away like a piece of trash!!"