If you were made a mascot, you would become a legend in the police force.

The next day, the city bureau compound was filled with a joyous atmosphere.

Although they didn't dare to hold a grand lion dance and ribbon-cutting ceremony, everyone knew perfectly well that the bureau had welcomed several powerful and influential figures.

The most spacious archives room on the third floor of the office building was emptied overnight. It was drastically converted into the exclusive territory of the "Special Biological Operations Section".

The interior design is designed to be "outrageously luxurious".

The floor was covered with an imported pure wool carpet that reached above the ankles, and a 100-inch super-large LCD TV hung on the wall. Next to it stood an imposing double-door refrigerator.

It's stuffed with Chilean cherries, top-quality Wagyu beef, and specially supplied chilled soft drinks.

The most outrageous thing is that they actually demolished the wall outside the balcony overnight to build a small, constant-temperature wading pool!

At this moment, Li Tuantuan was wearing a pair of sunglasses that he had somehow managed to smuggle out. He was sprawled out on a large leather boss's chair.

He was twirling two walnuts in his hand, exuding the air of a retired cadre who thought, "I've finally made it."

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue: Just thinking about those three watchdogs from Bureau 749 yesterday, thinking they were so cool getting out of their cars on those broken whirlwinds, when in reality it was like a circus act going off-stage, makes me want to laugh. Next time they dare to come to the bureau and act all high and mighty, I'll have Coal Balls give them some pure, natural organic fertilizer on their heads.]

At his desk, Lin Wan, dressed in a crisp police uniform, cleared his throat and solemnly read out the appointment document.

"After deliberation by the Party Committee of the Municipal Bureau, it has been decided to appoint Comrade Li Tuantuan as the Chief of the Special Biological Operations Section, enjoying the treatment of a deputy division-level official."

"Comrade Lin Wan is appointed as an instructor, responsible for daily liaison and logistical support."

"The mutated icefield white mastiff 'Mantou,' the mutated crow 'Meiqiu,' and the mutated treasure-hunting rat 'Jindou' have been officially assigned to this department as special operations team members."

The voice just fell.

Lin Wan took out three specially made miniature police ID cards and hung them around the necks of her three henchmen one by one.

Mantou glanced down at the gleaming metal badge on its chest, then proudly straightened its back.

Although it still felt that the name "Mantou" was a bit beneath its SSS-class legendary beast reputation, the feeling of being fed by the emperor and officially recognized by humans was, well, quite addictive.

Jin Dou, clutching a police ID card bigger than its face, habitually took a bite. Finding it couldn't bite through, it rolled its eyes and listlessly stuffed the card into its furry cheeks.

The coal ball excitedly circled twice in mid-air, extremely smug.

[Coal Ball's telepathic message: Hahaha! I'm a government employee now! From now on, let's see who dares to call me a jinx, I'll take them out on charges of disorderly conduct!]

Li Tuantuan took off her sunglasses and rubbed her round chin with satisfaction.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue: That's a new perspective. Old Chen handled this perfectly; our team is now fully formed.]

However, only those who have been in leadership positions truly understand the pain.

With nothing else to do, he mentally scanned the system panel.

The top-grade purple bamboo and spirit apple tree I planted in my portable farm last night are indeed growing well, but they're damn money-devouring beasts!

The energy of that thousand-year-old Yi Wood Heart was plummeting, and it simply couldn't withstand such destruction.

"System, stop playing dead. Is there any way to speed up the recovery of the farm's spiritual energy?"

[Ding! The host can gain merit points by capturing criminals and eliminating evil mutated creatures, which can then be exchanged for 'Spirit Vein Fragments' in the shop to replenish the farm's spiritual energy.]

More work to do?!

Li Tuantuan covered her face in pain, her 300-pound body trembling.

So much for the promise of drinking tea and reading newspapers every day once you become a section chief! To achieve the freedom to enjoy premium bamboo shoots, I'm stuck being a miserable working-class bear! This is truly a hasty decision.

He nimbly jumped off the boss's chair, swaggered to the refrigerator, and skillfully took out a can of chilled cola.

With a "click," he pulled open the tab with one hand, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp.

"belch--!"

After letting out a loud burp with a cola flavor, Li Tuantuan waved her bear paw at Lin Wan and pointed to the door with the air of a powerful gangster.

Lin Wan was taken aback: "Tuantuan, are you going out?"

Li Tuantuan nodded, her eyes revealing a sense of despair and despair.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue: A new broom sweeps clean. To pay for my fertilizer, I'm taking the bros out for a stroll tonight. Let's see if there are any petty thieves on the streets, and earn some extra cash to fill the hole. Forced to work, understand?]

Lin Wan, true to her role as the number one cat owner, instantly understood: "You want to lead a night patrol?"

Li Tuantuan gave a thumbs up and praised it.

"But..." Lin Wan looked at his 300-pound frame with a headache, "You're too conspicuous now. If you go out on the street in the middle of the night, I'm afraid people will think the zoo has escaped and cause panic."

Li Tuantuan rolled her eyes in disdain.

He turned and walked to the coat rack, pulling down an oversized black trench coat.

This was a "battle robe" that Old Ma had specially made from two black quilt covers so he could go to the flower and bird market to buy goods. He wrapped the trench coat tightly around himself and then casually put on a wide-brimmed fisherman's hat and sunglasses.

Lin Wan watched from the side, her lips twitching uncontrollably.

This outfit barely concealed the distinct black and white fur. But that waistline, as large as a water tank, swayed in the darkness, making him look exactly like a sentient gas cylinder.

He looks like an extremely obese underworld godfather, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"Alright... alright then." Lin Wan suppressed a laugh. "Since the section chief has spoken, let's take action tonight. I'll go to logistics and request a discreet car."

The night was dark.

A large Ford van that has been specially reinforced and covered with a full black privacy film.

It slid out of the municipal bureau compound silently, like a black steel behemoth.

The fully equipped "Beast Special Police Team" officially launched their first hardcore street-shocking night patrol.