First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Outside the training ground.

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen flew over, but they didn’t rush to hand in their mission.

Instead, they stood at the entrance of the training facility.

Lu Ding rolled up his sleeves.

Bai Hemen pulled out a bottle the size of a mineral water bottle from his bag.

Inside was a solution that could reveal any invisible coating.

This was something Lu Ding had previously asked Elder Deng for, and when Elder Deng came, he brought it along.

All for the purpose of finding the hidden mole in the training facility.

Previously, when Chang Yan died, he’d said the mole had an inverted triangle tattoo behind their ear.Bai Hemen twisted the cap open, ready to pour it onto Lu Ding’s hand when—

Someone walked out from the training ground entrance.

Gao Han, holding a notebook, instinctively looked this way.

And when he clearly saw who was standing outside—

He shouted in surprise: “Lu Ding, Bai Hemen, when did you two get back?”

Though there had been some conflict before, they were coworkers, and it wasn’t anything too serious—no need to hold a grudge.

Besides—

Even if he did hold a grudge, he couldn’t beat Lu Ding anyway.

As soon as he said that—

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen both turned their heads toward him.

Lu Ding said, “Don’t move, don’t move!!”

“Here, pour it, but not too much. There’s a lot of people—we gotta conserve it.”

Bai Hemen poured the solution. As it flowed out, Lu Ding rubbed it onto his hands, making sure his palms were thoroughly coated, then walked straight toward Gao Han.

That move—

Scared the hell out of him.

That unpleasant memory of being smacked into a pile of leaves by Lu Ding came rushing back.

He stepped back.

Raised his hand to block.

“Lu Ding, calm down okay? We’re cool, I already respected you before, really. Let’s talk this out, okay?”

“Relax, not gonna hit you.”

As Lu Ding spoke, he tilted his head.

Bai Hemen stepped in and smack—locked Gao Han in place.

Such terrifying strength.

Shocked Gao Han to the core.

When!?

No seriously—

Can a guy catch a break!?

Before, his strength wasn’t far off from Bai Hemen’s.

But this—this gap now was insane!!

And over these days, they had been training inside the facility.

Meanwhile, Bai Hemen had been running around with Lu Ding all this time.

Logically, that meant no time for cultivation.

So Bai Hemen’s strength should’ve plateaued, while his had improved by leaps and bounds—the gap should’ve narrowed.

But how... how... did this mission trip somehow make Bai Hemen even scarier than before!?

Still confused—

Bai Hemen raised his hand and gave him a light slap to the back of the neck.

Pa!

“Head down.”

That slap to the thick neck left Gao Han feeling humiliated.

He glared at Bai Hemen—

Then sharply lowered his head.

“Fine, I’ll lower it!”

Action first, words after.

The tone showed grievance, the action showed reality.

He really couldn’t win.

Lu Ding stepped up, lifted the hair behind his ear, and gave it a good rub.

Left the area red.

But there was nothing.

A glance from Lu Ding, and Bai Hemen let go of Gao Han.

He even gave a warning.

“Don’t tell the instructors. Don’t tell the other trainees. Or else........”

To prevent his sleeve from slipping, Lu Ding shook out his hand and added, “I’ll hang you on a tree and let him whip you.”

Not telling the other trainees was to avoid alerting the target.

Not telling the instructors—what if the mole was an instructor?

Who knew.

So Lu Ding decided to investigate himself.

Anyway, aside from the head instructor, no one here could take him on.

Bully!

Two bullies!

Though that’s what Gao Han thought, outwardly, he kept nodding: “I won’t say a word, not a soul.”

Bai Hemen was satisfied, and echoed a phrase Lu Ding had once said to him: “You’re done here, go play.”

As he spoke—

He took out his pocket notebook, flipped to a page, and in the list of densely packed names, crossed out the characters for Gao Han.

Though their method seemed plain and unremarkable—

It was no less effective than corporate espionage.

Like sneaking into a rival’s company and killing their fortune tree with boiling water.

Bribing the cleaning lady at high cost to unplug the router every two hours and flip the main switch.

Sending in a mole to swap the company’s worshiped God of Wealth statue with a lookalike Yama King.

The first and last tactics are grossly infuriating—sleepless-night level.

But that middle one? It’ll leave you baffled for months.

Lu Ding’s method here worked the same way.

There’s only so many people—rub each one down.

Whoever refuses—suspicious. Beat them!

Whoever runs—suspicious. Chase and beat them!

Whoever’s missing—suspicious. Find and beat them!

And if the mole actually is found? Beat them to death!

Even if they don’t find the mole—

That’s fine too.

Lu Ding stood there and pulled one of his shameless moves.

So what!

Just rub!

No one could do a thing about it.

After all, nowhere in the training base rules did it say you couldn’t rub people down.

Gao Han was a bit confused what these two were really up to.

Before he could ask—

Lu Ding looked around, saw no one else, and asked first: “Where are the others?”

Gao Han suddenly realized—wait, so it’s not just me they’re rubbing down!!?

No wonder they told him not to say anything.

Hey!

Now this was getting interesting.

“We’re split up for management. I know where they are—I’ll take you to them!!”

Gao Han got a little excited and led the way.

These days, he’d long been sick of Huangfu Lingyun. Ever since Lu Ding left, that guy had been strutting around like he owned the place.

Tail practically pointing to the sky.

All because Lu Ding was gone and no one could keep him in check!

Now that Lu Ding was back—heh, your good days are over!

Thinking that, even Gao Han’s steps became lighter.

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen followed him toward a certain direction.

Meanwhile—

Huangfu Lingyun, basking in glory, had no idea his nightmare had returned!

At a plaza inside the training ground.

A whiteboard stood upright, with practical techniques listed on it—Heart-Clarifying Art, Sand Drawing Messaging, Qi Guiding.

An instructor held a straight little stick like a pointer.

“We’re done with the Heart-Clarifying Art. Based on overall performance, Huangfu Lingyun learned it the fastest and applied it best..... next, you’ll all practice on your own, take a break. Huangfu Lingyun, help out the others. We’ll do Sand Drawing Messaging in a bit.”

Hearing the instructor praise him, Huangfu Lingyun smiled slightly and nodded gently.

Outwardly calm, inwardly smug.

So what if he had stumbled in the Blood Pool. His talent wasn’t something these people could match!

It was just that Lu Ding wasn’t here.

If he was here...

Forget combat strength (he’d already been brutally beaten), but in terms of talent!

He wasn’t some nobody!

He was the Chosen One.

As his thoughts ran wild—

The other trainees sitting nearby gathered around and asked:

“Huangfu Lingyun, how did you learn it so fast? I barely saw you listening and you already got it.”

To this, Huangfu Lingyun replied: “That... it’s hard to explain. Simply put—focus.”

At first listen, nothing seemed off.

But think deeper—

What does that mean? So only you focused? The rest of us were flying planes in class?

Maybe others didn’t care, but with Xue Ning’s personality, he definitely found it annoying.

If it were the old him, he’d definitely snap back at Huangfu Lingyun.

But ever since getting “educated” by Lu Ding—and seeing what happened to Wen Ruchu—he’d never mouthed off again.

He just set down his pen, crossed his arms, snorted through his nose, turned his head—out of sight, out of mind.

Huangfu Lingyun turned and saw this, then walked right up to Xue Ning.

“What’s wrong, got a problem?”

Xue Ning couldn’t hold it in: “What? I didn’t even say anything! I just turned my head to breathe! I wasn’t even looking at you, and you come over here asking?”

“Didn’t the instructor ask me to help out? Come on—tell me what you don’t get, I’ll help you.”

“F***, you’re really good at pretending, huh, Huangfu Lingyun? Would you still be this fake if Brother Lu were here?”

At the mention of Lu Ding, Huangfu Lingyun’s mood instantly soured.

He deliberately glanced around, then looked at Xue Ning again:

“Well, he’s not here, is he?”

“Zhang Wei!”

The noisy chatter went dead silent.

Ever since the last time Huangfu Lingyun got beaten by Lu Ding, everyone in the training ground knew—

That was the one name he couldn’t stand to hear.

And the only one bold enough to yell it in the training ground—was Lu Ding.

Almost simultaneously, everyone turned in unison toward the entrance of the plaza.

Huangfu Lingyun’s face darkened, his molars grinding—

Two words exploded from his mouth: “Lu!! Ding!!”