Thunderstorm Asthma? I’ll Just Drain the National Power Grid!

90: I just got my top-tier gear, and now I’m being forced to go back to work?Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Weiguo, then at the cool-beyond-compare Thunder Falcon Wings.

His brain was working at lightning speed.

The “pandora” project.

The weapon to fight against “God.”

Future… every one of these words was heavy enough to break a person’s spine.

But.

“Can I… try it out first?”

Lin Yuan pointed at the wings and asked with a serious expression.

Su Wanqing: “…”

Zhou Weiguo was also stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

He nodded.

Lin Yuan immediately went over, like a child with a new toy, reaching out to touch the cold feathers.

The moment his fingertips made contact.

“Buzz—”

A stream of information directly flooded into his mind.

“Detected compatible physique: Primordial Thunder God Body (Abyssal Tribulation Thunder form).”

“A-Class strategic equipment [Thunder Falcon Wings] is binding…”

“Binding complete!”

The next second.

The folded wings, with a “swoosh,” flew out of the box.

They disintegrated in mid-air, turning into countless dark golden metal fragments that attached themselves to Lin Yuan’s back.

“Uh ah!”

Lin Yuan let out a muffled groan.

He felt as if his back had been branded by a hot iron, and a scorching energy surged through his spine into his body.

Immediately after, the metal fragments began to reassemble.

A pair of dark golden wings, full of power and technological beauty, slowly unfurled behind him.

Lin Yuan could feel it.

These wings had become a part of his body.

With a thought.

“Whoosh!”

The wings flapped violently, stirring up a gust of wind that made the papers in the office rustle.

He felt that if he exerted just a little more force, he could break through the ceiling and fly straight out.

Too strong!

This feeling was so damn exhilarating!

“Ahem.”

Zhou Weiguo cleared his throat twice, signaling him to rein it in a bit.

Only then did Lin Yuan reluctantly retract the wings; they re-transformed into streaks of metallic light, disappearing into his back, leaving only a dark golden pattern.

He turned around, looking at Zhou Weiguo with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

“Director Zhou.”

“Hmm?”

“For the future of humanity, for the survival of civilization…” Lin Yuan said with a righteous expression, clenching his right fist and placing it on his chest, “I, Lin Yuan, am willing to bear this heavy responsibility!”

“I’m in!”

Isn’t it just being a trump card?

I’ll be it!

As long as the equipment is good enough, let alone fighting gods, you can make me tear dimensions apart!

Zhou Weiguo watched his appearance, as if he couldn’t wait to swear an oath on the spot, and his mouth twitched.

He had completely understood.

Talking about ideals and responsibilities with this guy was all nonsense.

Giving him benefits directly was the most effective approach.

“Very good.”

Zhou Weiguo sat back in his chair, resuming his calm expression.

“Since you’ve agreed, then it’s time to discuss your first mission.”

Mission?

Lin Yuan’s face immediately fell.

He hadn’t even warmed up to the Thunder Falcon Wings yet, and he already had to start working?

I’m still on sick leave, aren’t I? Am I being forced back to work already?

He looked utterly dejected, gazing miserably at Director Zhou: “Director Zhou, you see, I just got out of the hospital, and my body is very weak. Can I… have a few days of sick leave first?”

Zhou Weiguo looked at his evasive expression and shook his head.

“Your first mission is not combat.”

“Ah?”

Lin Yuan was stunned.

Not combat? What kind of mission is that?

“Your mission is to go to a place and be a ‘Supervising Officer,’” Zhou Weiguo slowly said.

“Supervising Officer?”

Lin Yuan was even more confused.

This sounds… like a security captain?

“The Dragon Shield Bureau monitors hundreds of ‘spirit realms’ and ‘secret realms’ of varying sizes across the country,” Zhou Weiguo explained.

“Most of these places are ancient ruins or certain special spaces. The energy is stable, but long-term stationing is required to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.”

“The place I want you to go is a C-class controlled spirit realm located deep in the Kunlun Mountains in the west—the Abyss of Suppressing Prison.”

Abyss of Suppressing Prison?

That name alone didn’t sound like a good place.

“That place was once an ancient prison used to confine demons, but it’s mostly abandoned now, with very small energy fluctuations and a high safety rating.”

“Your job is to be stationed at the outpost there, record energy readings daily, and handle some minor troubles caused by spiritual energy leaks. For example, calming frightened yaks or driving away a few mutated marmots.”

Lin Yuan listened, dumbfounded.

Record data?

Calm yaks?

Drive away marmots?

This… isn’t this just a high-level park ranger?!

“Director Zhou, you’re not joking, are you?” Lin Yuan looked incredulous. “I’ve been equipped with A-class gear, and you’re making me do this?”

“This is the most suitable mission for you right now.”

Zhou Weiguo’s expression was serious.

“First, your body has just undergone mutation and is extremely unstable. You need a safe environment to adapt and recover. Rushing into high-intensity combat will not do you any good.”

“Second…” Zhou Weiguo paused, a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

“The Abyss of Suppressing Prison is a very special place.”

Zhou Weiguo did not continue to explain, only looking at him meaningfully: “You’ll understand when you get there.”

Understand?

Understand my ass!

Lin Yuan’s face immediately fell.

He would bet his eight-figure severance pay, which he hadn’t even received yet, that this matter was definitely not that simple!

What does “high safety rating” mean? What does “calming yaks” mean? These kinds of lies might fool a rookie who just started, but trying to fool me?

Besides, that place is called the Abyss of Suppressing Prison!

This old fox must have hidden some trap inside, waiting for him to jump into it!

But looking at Zhou Weiguo’s unquestionable gaze, he knew he had no choice.

“Fine…” Lin Yuan drooped his head weakly, looking as if he was about to bravely sacrifice himself. “I’ll go, alright… When do we leave?”

“Five days from now,” Zhou Weiguo said. “During these five days, you can use your A-class clearance to go to the Thunder Pond cultivation room and adjust your physical condition to its best.”

At least there was still some consolation prize.

“At that time, Su Wanqing will accompany you as your deputy and liaison officer.”

Su Wanqing?

Lin Yuan turned his head to look at the silent female agent beside him, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Is this… someone sent to monitor me? Or a poor soul jumping into the pit with me?

Su Wanqing noticed his gaze and merely nodded expressionlessly as a response.

“Alright, that settles it.”

Zhou Weiguo stood up.

“Go, prepare. I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

“Don’t worry, Director Zhou!”

Lin Yuan gave a crooked salute and was the first to walk out of the office, not wanting to stay a moment longer.

He only wanted to rush into that Thunder Pond immediately, right now!

Seriously, five days of free access to the Thunder Pond, it would be a waste not to use it; if he didn’t fill himself up, he wouldn’t be worthy of Director Zhou’s generosity!

Watching their retreating figures, the smile on Zhou Weiguo’s face slowly disappeared.

He walked to the window, looked at the sky outside, and murmured softly.

“Abyss of Suppressing Prison… Qin Family…”

“Little guy, I hope you, this sharpest blade, can stir that stagnant water a little muddier.”