Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Looking up, I saw Fang Qingsheng, the director of the research institute and Cheng Min's uncle.

"Chang Kun, someone's looking for you! Come with me!"

Few people come to the research institute to see him. The day before yesterday, Li Xiaoxia came to see him, but the gatekeeper informed her.

Someone came looking for me again today, and this time it was the director who came to inform me. Who is it that has such a big influence?

"Haha, Brother Chang, we meet again!" As soon as I followed Fang Qingsheng into the office, I heard a loud voice.

Chang Kun was taken aback. The person who came was Ma Zhao, the captain of the mysterious department he had encountered last time when he caught the fox spirit.

"Captain Ma, we meet again." Chang Kun nodded.

"Don't call me Captain Ma anymore, just call me Brother Ma, it sounds better." Ma Zhao walked up to Chang Kun, and the two shook hands.

Chang Kun paused for a moment. This Ma Zhao, judging from his age, was only a little younger than his father, yet he wanted him to call him Brother Ma?

"Brother Ma, is there something you need?" Without exchanging pleasantries, Chang Kun went straight to the point.

Ma Zhao nodded: "It is indeed urgent. Come with me, and I'll explain in detail on the way."

Fang Qingsheng, who was behind him, chimed in, "Chang Kun, you should go with him. The transfer order is with me; you'll be on official assignment."

"Um...where are we going? Do we need to pack?" Chang Kun sighed helplessly. The house was almost finished being renovated and they needed to move. Why was he being sent on assignment now?

Moreover, there are transfer orders. Ma and Zhao's department can easily transfer people to other departments. They are at a very high level!

Ma Zhao waved his hand: "It's not far. If you're fast, it'll only take an hour or two. It's just north of Miyun Reservoir."

Chang Kun was taken aback. His uncle had just mentioned the Miyun Reservoir yesterday. Could there really be something going on inside?

"Brother Ma, is it the White Dragon or the Black Dragon?" Chang Kun whispered to Ma Zhao.

Such legends may be considered mere folklore at best, but in a few years, if someone uses this to make a fuss, it could be labeled as promoting feudal superstition.

Ma Zhao nodded solemnly. His department specialized in handling these matters and kept them a closely guarded secret from outsiders, but now that he needed Chang Kun's help, he certainly wouldn't keep it a secret.

"Let's go, we'll talk as we walk."

"Okay, I'll tell my mother when we pass by the supply and marketing cooperative later."

When we got into the jeep driven by Ma Zhao and entered the supply and marketing cooperative, my mother was tidying up the shelves.

"Mother, something's come up at the office. I'll be away for a few days, and I don't know when I'll be back."

"Why are you going out again? Where are you going? Should you bring a long-sleeved cotton-padded coat?" Liu Meifen quickly put down her work and asked.

"Just go to Miyun, don't worry about anything, you'll be back in a day or two if things go smoothly."

Liu Meifen agreed and saw Chang Kun out. She watched him get into the jeep and drive away, and didn't turn around for a long time.

In the jeep, Ma Zhao gripped the steering wheel tightly and hurried north.

"Chang Kun, how much do you know about the legends surrounding Miyun Reservoir?"

"The story of the white dragon and the black dragon is something that people around here have heard since they were young; almost everyone knows it."

Ma Zhao nodded and sighed, "This matter is probably related to Bai Long."

Chang Kun turned to look at him, waiting for what he would say next.

Could there really be a dragon? If it is, what's the point of calling me?

"The night before last, the reservoir construction site dug an underground river. The water in that underground river was reddish-brown, like blood, and it was gushing out in large gushes."

At this point, Ma Zhao paused, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and seemed to be recalling the scene he had witnessed.

Like blood, is that exaggerated?

Chang Kun recalled an episode of the science program "Approaching Science" from later generations, in which a ghost was shaving a head in the middle of the night. Villagers discovered that their hair was falling out inexplicably, and rumors circulated that it was the work of a ghost...

After three episodes of research, it was discovered that bacteria were growing on the villagers' pillows, causing their baldness.

The underground river water, if tested, might turn reddish-brown simply because it has a high iron content.

Seeing Chang Kun's relaxed expression, Ma Zhao continued, "Chang Kun, don't think this is fake. Just like when we caught that fox spirit, people who have never seen it before would never imagine that it could really bewitch people."

Chang Kun nodded. That's true; that fox spirit does indeed have some magical abilities.

However, in the face of powerful machine guns and cannons, trying to cause trouble with a little skill is just courting death.

"Brother Ma, how is the Fox Spirit doing now?"

"Hehe, feed and care for him well, he might be very useful in the future."

"Keep them on?" Chang Kun thought for a moment and then asked, "Brother Ma, what department exactly are you? Of course, if you can't tell me, then forget it."

Ma Zhao's department is very strange. From catching the Weasel Immortal before, to the Fox Immortal, and now the Black and White Dragon Legend, it seems like they appear wherever there are strange events.

Ma Zhao smiled mysteriously: "I can't tell you the specific name, but our department starts with the number '7'. In the future, avoid departments with the number '7', as some people in them are difficult to deal with."

"The number 7?" Chang Kun muttered to himself several times, feeling as if he had heard of such a department in his previous life.

Many mysterious things from that time will soon spread on the internet in later generations.

Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he blurted out, "Bureau 749?!"

Ma Zhao's expression changed. He hadn't expected Chang Kun to be able to guess. His department's number was kept extremely confidential. Where had he heard about it?

He could never have imagined that Bureau 749 was no secret in later generations, and its great reputation had already spread throughout the internet.

"Chang Kun, where did you hear that name? You can't go spreading it around!"

"Don't worry, Brother Ma, I'm not a gossip." Chang Kun silently recalled the legends about Bureau 749.

Legend has it that Bureau 749 was established in September 1974. I never imagined it already existed at that time. It was dedicated to studying various supernatural phenomena and was later known as the "Spectral Special Forces".

It turns out that Ma Zhao comes from this mysterious department. No wonder he always takes away any powerful immortals he catches.

"Ahem, Xiao Kun, let's not talk about that anymore, let's continue talking about the White Dragon..."

"When they dug through an underground river at the construction site, large gushes of blood-red water gushed out. The workers around were so frightened that they turned and ran away, saying it was an ominous sign..."

"But the foreman can't run away! The old ox that hauled the soil is still at the mouth of the underground river. The foreman mustered his courage and went forward to lead the old ox away..."

Ma Zhao paused, recalling the foreman's expression when he recounted the story, before continuing after a long while.

"Just then, a white light suddenly emerged from the blood-red river. With a flash of white light, the old ox let out a miserable moo and fell into the dark river mouth, disappearing from sight."

"Did he fall into the underground river?" Chang Kun urged, seeing that Ma Zhao had stopped again.

Ma Zhao shook his head: "I thought so at first, but later... the location of that underground river mouth happened to be at a transportation hub. We either had to dig it up or block it. We just couldn't leave it unattended."

"The foreman found the person in charge and explained the situation. The person in charge wanted to send people to explore the underground river, but the foreman stopped him... He led a calf to the mouth of the underground river, and the calf mooed. But within minutes, it was swept away by a white light!"

"This time, they finally saw clearly that the white light was a snake's body covered in scales, at least as thick as a water vat! Its eyes were even the size of lanterns!"