Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

Inside the command vehicle, Lin Ye gently placed a teacup on the table, producing a crisp clinking sound.

"I admire your sense of national righteousness."

Lin Ye spoke calmly, with an air of arrogance.

"Lin is a free spirit who is used to being undisciplined and cannot stand the rules and regulations within the system."

"However, in this chaotic world, Taiping Old Street is not immune to evil. If the Ninth Bureau has any tough nuts to crack in the future, feel free to come to me with sincerity. We'll only talk about business, not official positions."

Upon hearing this, Chu Hongyan's eyes flashed with a hint of regret, but she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The man before them possessed the lost Pure Yang Thunder Technique, and the two incredibly beautiful women beside him were even more unfathomable.

Forcing recruitment could easily provoke resistance.

This "specially appointed consultant" cooperation model is undoubtedly the most perfect compromise.

"Mr. Lin is very righteous. With your words, I feel reassured."

Chu Hongyan's attitude became increasingly respectful as she pressed a button on the tactical table.

The holographic projection instantly changed, revealing a huge and complex organizational chart.

"Since we are strategic allies, the Ninth Bureau will naturally reveal all its cards to Mr. Lin."

Chu Hongyan pointed to the brain icon at the very top of the architecture diagram and began to disassemble the massive gears of this national machine one by one.

"The Ninth Bureau is divided into five core departments."

"One location, codenamed 'Skynet.' This is the Ninth Bureau's intelligence hub and its central surveillance network."

Chu Hongyan lightly swiped her finger, and countless satellite models orbiting in near-Earth orbit appeared in the holographic projection.

"The Skynet Bureau brings together the country's top artificial intelligence experts and Feng Shui masters. They have compiled the traditional Feng Shui dragon-finding techniques into a massive algorithm code, which uses 72 military satellites equipped with the Extreme Yin Spectrometer to scan the spiritual energy fluctuations across the country 24 hours a day."

"Any mass grave with excessive yin energy, or any leak of malevolent energy from any earth vein, will be highlighted in red on the SkyNet radar."

"This is why we were able to receive a warning within three minutes as soon as the Yin energy in Blackwater Town erupted."

Lin Ye was secretly surprised upon hearing this.

Traditional Taoist priests rely on a compass and their own strength to find evil spirits, and it may take them more than half a month to find the real culprit.

The authorities, on the other hand, simply hung a compass in outer space and used satellites and AI to calculate feng shui.

This kind of dimensional reduction attack truly combines metaphysics and science to the extreme.

"The second division is my unit, the Special Operations Combat Team."

Chu Hongyan patted the two large-caliber silver pistols at her waist, her tone revealing a ruthless and cold-blooded nature.

"The Second Division is the sharpest weapon of the Ninth Bureau."

"All field agents are elite soldiers selected from the best of the best in each military region, and they must possess the ability to sense spiritual energy. We do not practice those complicated Taoist spells and incantations; we only believe in extreme firepower and physical exorcism."

She pulled out one of the pistols and ejected the magazine.

Bullets, gleaming with a dark red luster and covered with intricate runes, were displayed before the crowd.

"The depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile core is hollow inside and filled with highly concentrated pure cinnabar and black dog blood crystals."

"Moreover, the evil-dispelling runes on the surface of the bullet were mass-produced by high-level Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain using laser etching technology. Just one shot is enough to instantly tear apart the protective corpse energy of a hairy zombie."

Chu Hongyan slammed the pistol on the table, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Kill ghosts when you encounter ghosts, slay demons when you encounter demons; under the cover of firepower, all living beings are equal. This is the code of conduct for the Second Division."

Fatty Wang, sitting in the corner, stared wide-eyed at the bright yellow rune bullets.

If he were equipped with one, he wouldn't be afraid of the Yinshan Sect at all; he could just fire a burst of bullets and teach those evil cultivators a lesson.

Even Leng Yue, who had been observing coldly, finally showed a hint of seriousness at this moment.

She picked up the cinnabar bullet and played with it between her slender fingertips.

The drought demon's keen intuition told her that this small metal lump contained explosive yang energy.

Although it cannot harm her fundamentally, it is already deadly against ordinary flying zombies.

In the cultivation world a thousand years ago, cultivators relied on flying swords and magical treasures, and it took a hundred years of arduous cultivation to slay a great demon.

And now, ordinary people are using assembly line machine tools to mass-produce this "magical weapon" that is capable of killing evil spirits.

As the tide of time rolls ever onward, the wisdom of ordinary people has indeed reached an awe-inspiring level.

"Mortal skills certainly have their merits, but such external things can never bridge the absolute gap in realm."

Leng Yue tossed the bullet back onto the table with a crisp metallic clang, offering a fair assessment.

Chu Hongyan did not refute.

She had witnessed firsthand the terrifying sight of this black-clad queen crushing an A-level Blood Corpse King with a single hand.

They knew that modern weapons still had insurmountable limitations in the face of absolute power.

"Your sister-in-law is right! That's why the Ninth Bureau has established three centers—the Containment and Equipment Research and Development Centers."

The holographic projection shifted again, revealing a massive sci-fi base buried hundreds of meters underground.

Countless researchers in white protective suits moved about among them.

Inside the enormous, transparent containment chambers, all sorts of bizarre and grotesque creatures are imprisoned.

"The Three Divisions are a bunch of complete madmen. They capture those unkillable monsters and imprison them in a top-secret underground abyss."

Chu Hongyan zoomed in on the holographic projection, and everyone saw a huge creature soaking in a giant cylindrical water tank on the far left of the screen.

That cannot be called a "living thing" at all, but a "mutated blood corpse tower" forcibly stitched together and reconstructed from the flesh of dozens of corpses.

It's impossible to tell where the torso is from the limbs on this monster.

Painful, distorted faces were embedded like fungi on the surface of the swollen fat layer.

Although they were soaked in a high concentration of green sedative solution, their eyeballs were still rolling wildly in their sockets, and their lips were moving, emitting silent howls.

More than a dozen thick titanium alloy tubes cruelly pierced the fullest part of its body, accompanied by the rhythmic suction sound of a mechanical pump.

A strange, dark yellow, viscous liquid was being continuously extracted.

These liquids even produce a sharp, wailing sound inside the transparent IV tubing.

According to Chu Hongyan's explanation, everyone knew that this monster was originally a peerless ferocious creature born from a mass grave.

They once slaughtered half a village in one night, but now all their nerves have been severed, and they have been deprived of the right to die.

Its massive, fleshy body convulsed involuntarily under the stimulation of microcurrents, forced to continuously secrete high-purity corpse oil, turning into a perpetual motion machine-like military-grade flesh and blood factory...

The containment chamber on the far right is the most bizarre.

It was a spherical magnetic levitation cabin in a state of absolute vacuum and weightlessness.

There were no physical monsters inside the cabin, only seven semi-transparent ghostly figures dressed in tattered theatrical costumes and painted with pale Peking Opera masks.

They displayed a bizarre, twisted posture, hovering in mid-air and gesturing their bodies as if making a strange noise.

This is a set of [conceptual curses] unearthed from an ancient tomb from the Qing Dynasty.

Once they finish performing a complete version of "Farewell My Concubine," everyone within a ten-mile radius will immediately commit suicide.

To prevent the curse from being triggered, scientists at the three locations installed powerful ultraviolet strobe lights with 360-degree coverage and a gravity-flipping device inside the spherical chamber.

Just as these seven ghostly actors are about to strike their next pose for a song, blinding ultraviolet rays burn their souls like sharp swords, and at the same time, the gravity inside the cabin is instantly reversed.

The ghostly figures were slammed against the glass wall by an invisible force field, and the half-sung note was smashed to pieces.

However, the rules of the curse force them to continue performing, so they can only get up again and again, only to be ruthlessly interrupted by physical force fields and optical weapons.

This opera, which could never be finished, has been transformed into an endless farcical silent play by the violent intervention of technology.