This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

Outside the door is a cold, technologically advanced metal passageway.

Qin Yueyao walked ahead, her high-heeled military boots making a crisp "tap, tap, tap" sound on the metal floor.

She remained silent, radiating an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

Wang Xiaoer followed her at a leisurely pace, observing her back with great interest.

It must be said that this woman's figure is indeed top-notch, with a wasp waist and long legs, and a heroic and dashing appearance. However, her face is so cold that it seems like three feet of frost could be scraped off.

"Captain Qin," Wang Xiaoer suddenly spoke up.

Qin Yueyao paused, but did not turn around.

"We'll be colleagues from now on, so please take care of me." Wang Xiaoer's tone was somewhat sarcastic.

Qin Yueyao's back stiffened noticeably.

She turned around, her sharp eyes fixed on Wang Xiaoer, her gaze full of warning.

"Advisor Wang, I hope you understand."

"I am merely following the Chief of Staff's orders and cooperating with your actions; this does not mean that I endorse you."

"If you cause the mission to fail or endanger your own safety due to your own stupidity during the mission, I will not risk the entire team to save you."

Her voice was colder than the alloy walls of the underground base.

Wang Xiaoer's smile remained unchanged.

"Don't worry, I'm very tough."

He took a step forward, lowered his voice, and spoke in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"As for you, Captain Qin, you'd better be careful if you get too close to me in the future."

"After all, I haven't been very lucky."

"What if your Night Watch Division's system crashes a few more times, or one of the lines burns out again..."

"I'm not responsible for compensation."

Qin Yueyao's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Her chest heaved violently as she clenched her teeth and forced out a few words.

"Shut up!"

Wang Xiaoer knew better than to shut up.

He followed behind Qin Yueyao, watching her tall and handsome figure, but in his heart he was calculating the task the chief of staff had mentioned.

Bait? A sucker?

This role-playing sounds interesting.

But after walking a few steps, he seemed to suddenly remember something and casually asked, "Captain Qin, um... how much start-up capital do we have?"

Qin Yueyao didn't turn her head.

Her cool voice echoed in the empty metal corridor.

"not much."

"To ensure you can afford that 'life-extending lamp,' and to fit your 'nouveau riche' persona, the Chief of Staff has made a special approval..."

She paused, seemingly trying to create a certain effect.

"One hundred million."

"How much...how much?!"

Wang Xiaoer stumbled and almost tripped over himself.

He and Zhang Chen worked themselves to the bone but didn't seem to earn a million.

He's just throwing around a hundred million?!

This number was no longer money to him; it was just a string of zeros that had no real meaning.

Hearing the commotion behind her, Qin Yueyao's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, but it quickly returned to its icy expression.

She stopped and turned to look at Wang Xiaoer's expression, which looked as if he had been struck by lightning. Her contempt deepened.

He really is a country bumpkin who's never seen the world.

She didn't urge him, but just quietly watched him, as if admiring an interesting exhibit.

It took Wang Xiaoer a while to recover. He coughed twice, trying to cover up his lapse in composure, and put on an act as if he had just lost his balance.

"Cough, the road is a bit slippery."

Qin Yueyao didn't expose his poor acting skills, but coldly uttered two words.

"Keep up."

The two walked through a long corridor and came to an alloy door marked "Logistics Department".

Qin Yueyao passed the dual verification of iris and fingerprint, and the door slid open silently.

The space inside was vast, like a huge warehouse, yet excessively tidy. Rows of metal shelves held various instruments of unknown purpose and sealed boxes.

A kind-looking middle-aged man was sitting behind a worktable, wiping a strangely shaped metal arm guard.

Upon seeing Qin Yueyao enter, he immediately put down his work, stood up, and put on a warm smile.

"Captain Qin, what brings you here?"

"Old Zhang, process his paperwork." Qin Yueyao turned to the side, revealing Wang Xiaoer behind her.

The logistics manager, known as Lao Zhang, paused for a moment, then looked Wang Xiaoer up and down.

He looked at Wang Xiaoer's ordinary casual clothes, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

But he was extremely professional; without asking a single question, he immediately smiled and nodded.

"Okay, please follow me."

Old Zhang led Wang Xiaoer to a metal counter and quickly operated the screen on it.

"Identity verification... Wang Xiaoer, special consultant."

When Old Zhang read out the title, his hand movements visibly paused. He looked up at Wang Xiaoer again, this time with a hint of seriousness and curiosity in his eyes.

"Access level... Top Secret"

"Operation budget... 100 million."

When the last number came out of Lao Zhang's mouth, the smile on his face froze completely.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Yueyao beside him, his eyes filled with shock.

"Captain Qin, isn't this...?"

"Follow the procedure." Qin Yueyao interrupted him, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"OK!"

Old Zhang took a deep breath, daring not to have any more questions.

He turned around and took out three items from a safe with a triple combination lock behind him, and solemnly placed them on the counter in front of Wang Xiaoer.

A card that is entirely black, without any bank logo, except for a gold dragon emblem in the corner.

A specially made phone, also pure black, that is thinner and lighter than any other phone on the market.

And a well-made certificate.

"Advisor Wang," Old Zhang's attitude became extremely respectful, "this card is a special black gold card from the Zhenye Division, with a limit of one hundred million, specifically for your mission. It can be used anywhere in the world without any restrictions."

"This phone is an internally encrypted communicator. We've already set it up so you can only use it to contact Captain Qin directly. It has multiple functions, including anti-tracking, anti-eavesdropping, and physical destruction of information."

"This document is a forged identity for you. From now on, your public identity is 'Wang Yaozu,' an investor who has just returned from overseas and inherited a huge fortune."

Wang Xiaoer's gaze was fixed on that thin black card.

He reached out, his fingertips trembling slightly as he touched the cold card.

One billion.

It's contained in this little card.

He lived for twenty years, ate spoiled food, slept in cowsheds, and fought with people until his head bled over a few hundred dollars.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to hold a hundred million in his own hands.

The intense shock left his mind blank, and his heart pounded wildly in his chest, as if it wanted to break free and leap out of his throat.

He picked up the card and felt it was heavier than a mountain.

Qin Yueyao took in his "naive and unsophisticated" appearance, her contempt almost overflowing.

But she didn't say anything.

She simply stated in a businesslike manner: "These next few days, memorize all the background information about 'Wang Yaozu,' so you don't mess things up at the crucial moment."

Wang Xiaoer nodded mechanically, his head still spinning.

He held the card, feeling that everything was so unreal, like he was dreaming.

He swallowed hard, looked at Qin Yueyao's icy face, and subconsciously asked a question in a low voice.

"Do I need to return this money after the mission is completed?"

The air fell silent instantly.

Old Zhang, standing to the side, twitched at the corner of his mouth, wanting to laugh but not daring to, his face turning almost red from holding it in.

Veins bulged on Qin Yueyao's forehead as she forced out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Task expenses will be reimbursed based on actual costs."

"The rest, of course, must be handed over."

After saying that, she didn't bother to look at Wang Xiaoer again, turned around and left, her high heels making a sound three times louder than usual on the floor.