A rollback after death? Then let them offer their loyalty!

One hour later—

The office returned to silence, with only dappled sunlight filtering through the blinds and moving slowly across the carpet.

Qin Shuang had already left, with a satisfied smile and a barely perceptible weakness in her legs.

Lin Yu stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the orderly streets of the Seventh District.

His fingertips seemed to still retain the touch and warmth of Qin Shuang's hair, but his eyes were clear.

Hmm, entering a brief period of sage mode...

Just then, the communication terminal emitted a rapid buzzing sound, interrupting Lin Yu's thoughts.

It was a dedicated line to the director's office, but not to Su Yingxue herself; it was to her assistant.

"Section Chief Lin, the Director has received a report that an unusually active gray fog echo has appeared in the 'Russing Pipeline Area' at the junction of the Seventh and Sixth Districts, causing three residents to suffer mental breakdowns and showing a tendency to spread to the residential area."

According to the jurisdictional division and emergency response procedures, this incident is the responsibility of Section 7. Please proceed immediately to assess and contain it.

"Coordinates and preliminary observation data have been sent." The assistant's voice was curt, and he hung up after saying that.

"Rusty Pipeline Area"...that is a vast abandoned industrial pipeline network left over from the expansion of the inner city, with a complex terrain like a maze.

The area is perpetually shrouded in a small amount of smog, making it a breeding ground for all sorts of strange events.

He was assigned to a task so promptly, having just completed an urgent mission...

Lin Yu's lips curled into a cold smile. This Director Su didn't want him to be idle for a single moment.

Or rather, they want to see him exhausted or make mistakes as soon as possible.

Without delay, he straightened his slightly wrinkled uniform and set off alone once again.

.....

The rusted pipe area resembled the rotting entrails of a steel behemoth; the massive pipes crisscrossed, covered in rust, and the air was filled with the smell of rust.

Sunlight could hardly penetrate the thick metal structure, and the interior was dimly lit, with only a few safety lights flickering a pale green glow.

Based on the coordinates, Lin Yu quickly located the anomaly.

Inside a ruptured main pipe with a diameter of over five meters, a hazy mist churned as if it were alive, coalescing into blurry, distorted human figures that emitted silent screams.

Three people lay on the ground, their eyes rolled back, their bodies twitching intermittently, and drool dripping from their mouths; clearly, their spirits had been severely eroded.

Lin Yu did not approach the churning gray mist humanoids, but instead stretched out his left palm upwards, and black and red flames suddenly ignited.

He flicked his finger, and several sparks shot out, precisely penetrating the gray mist, while the humanoid outline quickly dissipated.

The resident's convulsions immediately subsided, his rolled-back eyes gradually closed, and his breathing became steady.

After dealing with the victims, Lin Yu turned his attention to the churning core deep within the pipe.

The fog was thickest there, vaguely forming a cyclical scene that repeatedly depicted the tragic state of an industrial accident.

He took a deep breath, spread his five fingers on his left hand, aimed at that area, and clenched his fist tightly!

"laugh--!"

There was no deafening explosion, only a violent reaction sound like cold water being poured into hot oil.

Black and red flames erupted from his palm, forming a condensed torrent of fire that poured straight into the core of the gray mist!

The moment the flames came into contact with the ash mist, an even more piercing hiss was emitted.

The gray mist struggled and twisted as if it were alive, trying to fight back, but it was quickly burned and purified in the face of the domineering and pure torrent of flames.

In just over ten seconds, the churning ash was swept away, leaving only charred marks on the pipe walls from the flames.

Lin Yu withdrew his hand, and the flames went out.

He checked on the three victims and confirmed that they were all fine, but needed time to wake up naturally.

......

After completing the purification task in the rusted pipeline area, Lin Yu returned to the Seventh Section to tidy up briefly before heading to the office of the Director of the Resource Dispatch Department to give a face-to-face report on his duties.

The director's office is located on a higher floor, with a cold yet luxurious decor and huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the inner city.

Su Yingxue sat behind the large desk, listening to Lin Yu's concise report without raising her head, only tapping another thick file on the desk with her fingertips.

"The efficiency is acceptable." Her voice was indifferent: "But the assessment of the deep pollution sources in the rusted pipe area, and the investigation into the suspected illegal assembly submitted by District Six... these all need to be followed up by Section Seven."

Section Chief Lin, those who are capable should be given more responsibilities. I believe you can handle this well.

She finally raised her head, her light gray eyes looking at Lin Yu through her frameless glasses. There was no emotion in her eyes, only a businesslike indifference and a hint of barely perceptible pressure.

"Director," Lin Yu said calmly, standing in front of his desk, "I'm afraid it would be beyond my capabilities to handle multiple high-risk tasks simultaneously, and I'm also prone to making mistakes."

"Make a mistake?" Su Yingxue's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Even the fastest SSS-level player in history is afraid of making mistakes?"

The task has been assigned; this is the order.

Or is it that Section Chief Lin feels too comfortable in his position and wants to prove himself in a different way?

The hostility and pressure in their words were no longer concealed.

Lin Yu looked at Su Yingxue, but his calm gaze sent a chill down Su Yingxue's spine.

"Since the section chief likes testing so much," Lin Yu said slowly, his right hand seemingly casually hanging at his side:

"How about we play a more direct game? The winner can make a request, and the loser will naturally have to pay the price."

"Boring." Su Yingxue frowned, instinctively sensing something was wrong, but she had absolute confidence in her strength and status, and didn't believe Lin Yu would dare to cause trouble in the director's office.

"Lin Yu, mind your place and the occasion!"

"My identity is the head of the Seventh Section, and this is the director's office." Lin Yu's voice suddenly deepened, carrying a strange rhythm:

"Alright, Chief, the name of our game is—Roulette."

The moment the words left her lips, Su Yingxue's pupils constricted!

She felt an irresistible force descend upon her in an instant, completely separating her from the space where she and Lin Yu were!

The office scene was distorted and faded, replaced by a silver-gray hemispherical field.

An ancient oak gambling table appeared out of thin air, and she and Lin Yu sat on either side of it.

Above, six slowly rotating phantom-like missile pods floated.

A figure dressed in a dark red suit and wearing a tall hat, with only a wide-open mouth stretching to his ears, stood respectfully yet frantically beside Lin Yu.

"Domain?! A rule-based strange entity?!" Su Yingxue exclaimed in shock, unable to remain calm any longer.

She suddenly stood up, trying to mobilize her Sequence 5 power and the strange creature, only to find that the connection was completely suppressed!

"Lin Yu! Are you insane?! You dare use this against your superiors in the inner city, within the Management Bureau?!"

"The game has begun, Chief." Lin Yu picked up the revolver that appeared on the gambling table, skillfully turning the cylinder, the clicking sound particularly jarring in the deathly silent area.

"The rules are simple: take turns shooting yourself, six shots per bullet, whoever gets hit dies. I'll go first."

"You!" Su Yingxue was shocked and angry, but even more so by the absurdity of the situation and the chill that crept into her heart.

How dare Lin Yu?! Even if he kills her, he won't escape death either. What's the point of doing this?

Su Yingxue suddenly regretted making things difficult for Lin Yu. She hadn't expected Lin Yu to be such a complete madman who was utterly fearless!

Just as Su Yingxue was lost in thought, Lin Yu had already pressed the revolver against his temple, his eyes calm and unwavering, and pulled the trigger.