I Created a Containment Object at the Start, and Became a God

13: Team Leader Lin Cang! Meeting!The seventh basement floor of the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs Investigation in Beihai City, High-Level Conference Room.

Bai Ting followed closely behind Li Gang, her eyes wide, her fingers constantly twisting the hem of her uniform.

The young investigator, usually full of academic passion, was currently trying hard to suppress the excitement and fear in her heart.

The heavy lead door of the conference room silently closed behind them, and eleven captains were already seated around the massive circular conference table.

Bai Ting secretly scrutinized these figures who were rarely seen on ordinary days—

Zhong Tao of Team Three was pale, and the Iron Lady Mo Yu of Team Five was coldly wiping her specialized handgun.

Wang Defa, the fatty from Team Nine, was constantly wiping sweat, with a pile of snack wrappers in front of him... “Don’t talk nonsense later,” Li Gang warned Bai Ting in a low voice, pulling her to the seat marked “Team Two.”

Bai Ting quickly nodded but couldn’t help asking softly, “captain, why did the Director allow me to attend a meeting of this level?”

Li Gang frowned and shook his head; he was also confused.

Logically, even regular captains might not be qualified to attend an emergency meeting for an incident of this magnitude, let alone a newcomer like Bai Ting who had only recently been made permanent.

Discussion sounds rose and fell within the conference room:

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect there to really be a god...” The tall, skinny captain of Team Seven squinted at the ceiling, cigarette dangling from his lips, “And it happened right here in our Bureau.”

The Iron Lady Mo Yu of Team Five gave a cold laugh: “I always said it’s better to believe than to doubt. Since those monsters have appeared, what’s so strange about a god appearing?”

“What do you think the Director gathered us here for?” Wang Defa of Team Nine shoved a piece of chocolate into his mouth and asked indistinctly.

“I don’t know, we’ll find out soon enough.” The Glasses Man of Team Four pushed up his frames, the lenses reflecting a cold light.

Bai Ting’s gaze swept back and forth across the conference room, her fingers unconsciously tapping the tabletop.

Eleven captains from Beihai City’s Twelve Special Task Teams had taken their seats, but only the most mysterious Team One had yet to arrive.

“captain,” she lowered her voice and leaned closer to Li Gang, “Why haven’t the people from Team One arrived yet? Since joining the Investigation Bureau, I haven’t even seen a shadow of anyone from Team One.”

Li Gang’s frown deepened: “Don’t ask too much. Team One’s affairs are not ours to inquire about.”

Bai Ting pouted, but her eyes were sparkling.

There were too many rumors about Team One within the Bureau—some said they were all genetically modified superhumans, others said they possessed black technology from before the “March Incident,” and the most exaggerated claims suggested they weren’t human at all, but advanced UMAs capable of perfect mimicry.

“I heard everyone in Team One can single-handedly contain a D-Class Anomaly,” Bai Ting couldn’t help but continue muttering, “The ’Flesh Cathedral’ incident in Donghai City last year was solved by just one person from Team One...”

“Quiet down.” Li Gang suddenly interrupted, his sharp gaze sweeping toward the conference room door.

The conference room door suddenly slid open silently, and all discussions ceased abruptly.

Bai Ting snapped her head around, her eyes wide—the Director walked in slowly, followed by seven figures entirely enveloped in black armor.

The surface of the armor was matte, with dark red energy patterns embedded in the joints. The helmet visors were completely opaque deep black, revealing no expression inside.

“Team One...” She heard Li Gang murmur softly, his voice filled with unconcealed awe.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room instantly solidified.

Bai Ting noticed that even the most arrogant captains unconsciously straightened their backs, and their breathing became shallower.

The Director walked to the main seat and stopped, his hawk-like eyes sweeping over the room: “Everyone, the situation is urgent, so I won’t waste time on pleasantries.”

He stepped aside, yielding the position, and the seven Black-Armored Warriors stood like statues, flanking the spot.

Only then did Bai Ting notice that their armor bore a blood-red Roman numeral “I” carved onto the chest, emitting a faint red glow in the dim conference room.

“Team One’s ’Dark Ravens’ are all present,” the Director briefly introduced. “They will be responsible for the core mission of the ’Divine Erosion’ operation.”

Bai Ting couldn’t help but secretly observe these legendary elites.

Their equipment was indeed extraordinary—the shoulder pads of the armor were embedded with some kind of crystal, Micro-Energy Cannons were mounted on the wrists, and even the soles of their boots flashed with an eerie blue light.

Most striking was the giant weapon strapped to the back of the leader, which looked like some kind of Energy Sword, wrapped in dark red light bands.

Zhong Tao’s mouth twitched, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the tabletop.

As the person originally in charge of this operation, having Team One completely take over the core mission naturally left him feeling frustrated.

But facing an incident of “Divine Contamination” that completely exceeded normal comprehension, he had to admit—this was indeed not a situation their regular teams could handle.

“Where is Lin Cang?” Iron Lady Mo Yu suddenly spoke up. She holstered her sidearm and her sharp gaze swept over the seven Team One members on the stage. “The captain of Team One shouldn’t be absent from a meeting of this level, should he?”

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became subtle.

When Bai Ting heard the name “Lin Cang,” her eyes immediately lit up.

That was a legendary existence—the only Transcendent in Beihai City capable of single-handedly confronting a C-Class Threat.

It was said that during the “Deep Sea Singer” incident three years ago, he single-handedly ventured into the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and completely eliminated the UMA capable of causing large-scale Mental Contamination.

Whereas their regular teams, including the captain, needed full team coordination just to deal with a D-Class Threat.

“captain Lin, he...” The leading Team One member was just about to answer when the conference room door suddenly slid open again.

“My apologies, I just finished a mission and was delayed.”

A clear male voice rang out.

Bai Ting suddenly turned her head and saw a tall, slender young man walking in.

He looked to be no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in a simple Black Combat Uniform with no markings or badges.

Most noticeable were his eyes—his left eye had a normal black pupil, but his right eye was a strange silver-white, gleaming with a metallic luster under the lights.

“captain Lin!” The seven Team One members on the stage simultaneously stood at attention and saluted, their movements perfectly synchronized.

Bai Ting felt her heart rate suddenly accelerate. Was this the legendary Lin Cang?

He was much younger than she had imagined, and... surprisingly handsome.

His well-defined face carried a subtle smile, completely unlike the cold demeanor of the other Team One members.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone.” Lin Cang waved his hand casually and walked straight toward the empty main seat at the front of the circular table...