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

A wildly arrogant grin spread across his face, full of swagger.

Pain?

Good. Pain was exactly what he wanted.

As long as monsters, demons, and wicked Cultivators of Qi suffered, Lu Ding would be happy.

The bitter, vengeful professional life and the serious ”on-duty” atmosphere—he didn’t like it one bit.

In a boring life, happiness came from rising above the suffering of these beings.

As for whether the Cultivators of Qi in Huokang Village were innocent?

Once they got involved in these matters and even tried to ambush the 749 Investigators—

The word “innocent” no longer applied to them.

The two children stared at Lu Ding in this moment.For a second, they felt like maybe they were more human than him.

And he—he seemed more like a monster or a demon than they did.

The Red-Clad Child had the fiercer temper. It shoved the White-Clad Child beside it and pointed a finger at Lu Ding.

It hadn’t even spoken—

Lu Ding had already charged in front of it.

His long fingers gathered a dark red Qi-Devouring Death Ray, pressing it straight to its forehead.

BOOM!!!

A slash followed instantly.

Double attack in one breath, and the two of them exploded into pieces.

Sparks and fire scattered on the ground.

But Lu Ding didn’t receive a prompt from his Golden Finger.

He clicked his tongue.

A few meters away, the two children who had just exploded reformed again.

Only this time, they were clearly more damaged.

This was exactly why Lu Ding hadn’t been able to finish them off quickly.

He could injure them—

But they were hard to kill.

He had already killed them several times in earlier fights, but each time they regenerated.

Though there was a price.

Each time they regenerated, they’d be missing a part of their body.

And those injured areas were filled with the aura of the Path of Jinche.

Because of this,

Lu Ding suspected—if he hadn’t been using the Path of Jinche, then without fulfilling the kill condition, these two would likely regenerate in perfect condition.

At this moment,

The two Fireball Children were shocked.

Even though they’d died to Lu Ding several times already, every time they got hit by that strange slash,

They felt like next time, if they slipped up, they might not be able to regenerate.

And the guy always attacked from unexpected angles.

Just now he had clearly been debating theory—and suddenly struck!

The Red-Clad Child eyed Lu Ding cautiously. “Give it up. You can’t kill us, and we’ll just stall you for—”

“Your ability probably works like this: within a certain time range, depending on the difference in time between injuries and death, your recovery varies, right?”

In other words, you had to kill them both at the exact same moment.

Only then could you take them down together.

Lu Ding figured it probably had to be within a fraction of a second.

Because when he killed them just now, there was about a one-second difference between their deaths.

Their combat strength, to Lu Ding, was nothing.

But this ability of theirs—was genuinely annoying.

As soon as he said that,

The two children’s expressions changed instantly.

How did he know!!

But surprise only favors those who are ready. Lu Ding was always ready.

This was it!

Perfect chance!!

Lu Ding charged again.

Spells were for the body; words were for the mind. Trash talk could waste time, but a single-line, surgical strike of trash talk could crack open the perfect window of attack.

As everyone knew,

Lu Ding never wasted words in battle.

If he spoke,

It was always to stab straight into the enemy’s heart.

As the two children’s emotions shifted,

Lu Ding’s flickering figure appeared right in front of them.

He gathered his slash, raised his hand.

The two children turned their eyes, ready to lock onto his movement.

Suddenly—

They saw Lu Ding’s nictitating membrane pull back.

A spell pattern, like rotating gears, turned in his eyes.

Click.

A strange twisting force instantly shattered the life force within both bodies.

As death came,

The two Fireball Children’s eyes remained locked on Lu Ding’s palm.

Not realizing—that was just a smokescreen.

“Wasn’t he going to use that weird slash? Why did he switch to some new technique he never used before!?”

A smile spread across Lu Ding’s face.

The moment his first slash failed to kill them, he had already abandoned the idea of finishing them off that way.

Of course, his attacks would still lead with the Path of Jinche.

If they couldn’t endure it—great.

If they could,

Then the Path of Jinche—the greatest threat to them—would definitely become their focus.

And every time Lu Ding cast the Path of Jinche tonight, he raised his hand.

This trained them into a kind of habitual thinking.

Hand raise = slash attack.

They never realized, once he understood their ability,

He had already planned to use the Eye of Direct Sight to send them straight to hell.

BOOM!!

The two exploded again. This time there were no sparks—just torn limbs and splattered flesh, scattered across the ground.

Lu Ding landed.

“Your ability is pretty freakish, but your combat mindset... still a bit too basic.”

Sometimes, the thing that poses the greatest threat

Isn’t what actually kills you.

It’s what makes you hesitate.

Makes you afraid to go all-out.

Like the mushroom cloud.

When two nations go to war, if one side drags that thing out for a “show and tell,” there’s no need to fight.

The other side’s soldiers will lose their nerve on the spot.

Containment successful. Another insurance policy secured.

【Contained Creature: Fireball Children】

【Containment Reward: Cinderfire Technique】

【Cinderfire Technique: Anything touched by flame turns to ashes and smoke】

Last time, the Spell Corpse didn’t drop any frost-type technique.

This time, the Fireball Children actually dropped a fire-type one.

In a way, it made up for Lu Ding’s previous regret.

As for the Fireball Children—

There’s a record in the Ear-Eaters Chronicles:

“In ancient Chang’an City, there were two small children, one in red, one in white. The red one would throw a red ball in front of people’s homes; the white one would run after it and pick it up, laughing all the way... When the white one could no longer pick them all up, they would vanish together, and the remaining balls would also disappear...

The next day, a great fire would break out in the market. The homes where the red ball had landed would burn to the ground...”

Basically, there were two kids in the old Chang’an marketplace—one wore red, one wore white.

They loved playing a ball-throwing game.

Red threw, white fetched—like walking a dog.

The red kid threw faster and faster, and once the white kid couldn’t keep up, a huge fire would break out.

Any home the red ball hit would be burned to ashes.

Extremely fast—ordinary water could barely put it out.

Plus, the Fireball Children especially loved running into crowded, lively areas to pull this cursed prank.

Which is exactly why the casualties and property damage at the Broken Bridge Pier in Yunhai were so severe.

These two brats.

Classic case of bad parenting.

Dying like this? Way too easy on them.

As he absorbed the newly acquired Cinderfire Technique, for some reason,

Lu Ding had a strange feeling—

This technique... might still get stronger.

As for how—

Yin Fire!

One of the Three Calamities he encountered at Rolling Dragon Wall!