After drawing cards, the evil god became my source of吐槽 (tu cao, a form of humorous commentary/criti

Chapter 46 Salary
As He Lin spoke, she casually pulled open the curtains.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, revealing a training field outside where rows of torchbearers were already gathering.

Their movements were swift and their steps were synchronized. Their shouts mingled with the sound of their footsteps, spreading like a torrent through the silent air.

An Jing watched quietly for a while, then couldn't help but ask, "Can I... go out? Or is my activity limited to this room?"

He Lin turned around, paused for a moment in surprise, then smiled and said, "Of course you can go out."

"I'll have someone grant you free access later, but your activity area is limited to inside the base. You can walk around freely, see how the Lantern Bearers train, and even apply to participate if you want. I've already explained your special status, so no one will stop you."

“…Thank you.” An Jing nodded.

"You're welcome."

He Lin paused, took one last look at her, her eyes still filled with complex emotions, and simply said softly, "You should rest. I have some things to take care of. I'll come find you when I'm done."

After saying that, she left quickly.

When the door closed again, the room fell silent once more.

An Jing approached the window, pulled back the entire curtain, and looked through the glass at the running track not far away.

Those lamplighters... are very different from 003 and 005.

They haven't yet fled, bled, or fought to the death in a magnetic field; they lack that deathly aura and indifference that comes with settling in.

Full of vitality.

She thought, this is what they were really like.

It's not the kind of tragic mission where most of the people die.

She stared at the group of people for a while, then prepared to wash her face.

"Boom."

A very soft voice sounded from beside her.

An Jing was startled and almost instinctively took a half step back.

The next second, she saw that familiar yet nerve-wracking face.

The doctor in the video had somehow appeared beside her.

He was still dressed in clean and tidy clothes, wearing white gloves, his hair was loose again, his expression was calm, and his eyes were sharp.

Most importantly, he was holding a black hardcover notebook neatly in his hand, looking exactly like someone about to hand in homework.

“Report,” he said, his voice cold.

"Please check your inbox."

He solemnly handed over the black notebook.

An Jing: "..."

She was completely unprepared.

She thought the five-star card stayed inside the card and wouldn't run away.

"Wait, wait a minute, why did you suddenly appear?" She subconsciously took a step back. "Aren't you a card? How can you just appear like that?"

As soon as she spoke, the system whispered in her mind: "[Because you are currently too weak and do not yet possess the ability to reliably suppress five-star cards... therefore, after you went through the card activation process, you were unable to restrict the Shadow Doctor's actions.]"

An Jing was stunned.

To put it simply, she's too weak to control a five-star doctor.

Good grief, then what kind of boss is she?

"Um, Dr. Ying, how about I call you next time before you come out?" she tried to reason with him gently. "It's too scary to suddenly appear like this."

The doctor didn't even blink: "We only have an employment relationship. You can't restrict my personal freedom; that's against labor laws."

An Jing: "..."

You won, you really won.

"So... are you alright now? Shouldn't you go back?" She tried to get him to leave.

The doctor nodded: "But before I go back, there's something I'd like to confirm."

"what?"

He looked serious and spoke clearly: "When I was recruited, you promised me my salary."

"..."

“So I want to ask,” he said calmly, “what is my salary?”

An eerie silence fell over the air. For a moment, An Jing's mind completely went blank.

It’s over.

She did say that.

To activate the card, she made up a reason on the spot, saying that she was "sincerely inviting film doctors to join her team, with generous salary and benefits," and she said it very sincerely.

Her mouth really got her into trouble.

I completely forgot about that, haha.

The doctor tilted his head, his face expressionless. "I remember very clearly, you said the benefits would be excellent, and the salary would be paid monthly."

An Jing: "..."

You have a really good memory.

"Cough, of course I remember!" she chuckled dryly. "A doctor as excellent as you, something as mundane as salary isn't really suitable for you, is it?"

"Hmm?" The doctor stared at her coldly.

"I... I can offer you something else." An Jing chuckled awkwardly, her mind racing. "You're so capable, you solved the problem in one go, so how about something different?"

"For example... the latest scalpel set?"

The doctor twitched his eyebrows slightly.

"There's also a separate sterile laboratory space!"

"We could even let you choose a research lab that you're nominally affiliated with, and then we could set up a base for you in the future, creating a dedicated area for medical research. How about that?"

An Jing has already made up her mind.

Then let the 404 Special Service Department contribute some resources to cooperate with the Shadow Doctor.

Anyway, if you want the original source, you have to be willing to spend money!
The doctor finally nodded slightly, his tone still calm: "We can consider it."

“…” An Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

The process of sending the doctor back to the card was very quiet.

He didn't speak again, only nodded, and vanished before her eyes as a black shadow, slowly absorbed into the edge of the card. The black light brushed against her fingertips, feeling slightly cool.

She stared at the spot where the blurry figure on the card had disappeared, and remained there for a long while.

"...As expected of a five-star card."

The card lay quietly in his hand, as if it had never been touched.

An Jing leaned against the window, sighed, silently poured herself a glass of water to moisten her throat, and then took a step outside to say hello and report the situation.

After all, if the Shadow Doctor card were to go out shopping on its own... she could practically picture the scene in her mind.

The strange man, wearing surgical gloves, had a calm expression and spoke in a strange manner.

That's not just a matter of being embarrassed, it's a matter of something really serious.

Her fingers had just touched the doorknob when a sudden thought struck her.

With a "whoosh," several cards in her sleeve suddenly glowed faintly, as subtle as the sound of wind blowing through paper.

She looked over immediately and saw those mysterious cards.

She subconsciously reached into her pocket, pulled out all the sealed cards, and examined them carefully in her hand.

The one at the very top is the Blood Ballad Doll.

The other card that shook was the paper umbrella woman.

The woman in the picture has loose hair, is holding an umbrella, and has a blurred face. The card has a faint, watery sheen, as if it has been wet by rain.

An Jing hesitated for a moment,

Sensing their emotions, she whispered, "You want to come out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two cards moved slightly in his palm, as if in response.

"Row."

A flash of light appeared, and first the doll's figure slowly materialized on the floor. She was still wearing that faded pink dress, and after swaying slightly, she steadied herself.

Next was the woman with the paper umbrella. She held that familiar red oil-paper umbrella, her face pale, standing at the intersection of light and shadow, her eyes deep and unfathomable.

The air suddenly felt a little colder.

(End of this chapter)