My game, Orange Flavor, is great!

Lu Zhao frowned and glanced at him, then turned his head away in disgust.

Although she's not obsessed with looks, looking at beautiful people helps her calm down in these situations; otherwise, if she gets angry, she might burn this guy to a crisp.

Unexpectedly, her attitude angered the man, who jumped out and continued rudely, "Captain Lu, I heard your team is about to be disbanded? I'm afraid you won't be the captain for much longer, will you?"

What a childish provocation! This guy seems quite mature, but his way of provoking is so outdated. I wonder which kindergarten he learned it from.

Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow, completely ignoring his words. For her, now was not the time to clash with these people; she had more important things to do.

However, she didn't know that these words were like a knife to the heart for the original owner of this body, who was extremely attached to her team.

So although the man's words were a bit blunt, they were very effective.

However, the original body has now disappeared, and what they are facing now is a brand new soul. This soul is still in a state of vague cognition about this world and is completely immune to his words.

After mentally cursing the other person's childish provocation, Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow and looked at the beauty in front of him, "Excuse me, you're blocking the way."

"You bastard..."

The man was about to speak when the woman interrupted him, saying, "Shut up."

As she spoke, she stepped aside to make way for Lu Zhao.

The beauty is the one who makes the most sense.

Lu Zhao smiled at her with a grin, then walked right between them and headed towards the archives room not far away.

Only after her figure disappeared into the archives did the man speak with considerable resentment: "Captain Li, why does Lu Zhao seem like a completely different person all of a sudden?"

The woman known as Captain Li frowned slightly. "Just focus on your own job. Have you captured the target?"

The man's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head.

"Hurry up, I need to see results within two days."

"Yes!"

Chapter Twenty: The Archives – New Clues Discovered at Any Time

Lu Zhao had already guessed the identities of the two people when he heard the phrase "dismantle the team".

Within the entire Bureau of Spirits, if one were to name the person most likely to hate her, it would undoubtedly be Chi Ying. However, if we were to discuss those who mutually disliked her, it would only be the group from the Second Action Team.

The circumstances surrounding the formation of Action Team One were quite unique. At that time, the Eldar race had only recently been officially recognized, and the Eldar Bureau had just been established. Team One was formed under the watchful eyes of the public and was appointed to a critical mission.

Moreover, one of the most controversial aspects at the time was the appointment of Lu Zhao, a patricide, as the team leader.

Although it was confirmed in court that she killed her parents accidentally and had no intention of killing them, which is why she was barely spared, Lu Zhao was still pushed out as a representative to bear the public's condemnation back then.

In contrast, Team Two was different. It was formed two years after Team One was established. The General Strategy Office believed that the strength of a single team was insufficient to cope with the increasing number of psionic events. Therefore, a group of elites were carefully selected from among the psionic races and underwent six months of training before officially joining the team.

Therefore, Team One was more like a hastily assembled, amateurish team, while Team Two was a regular army, and the combat capabilities of the two were worlds apart.

Even so, Lu Zhao still managed to thoroughly defeat everyone except for the second team captain who was absent due to other commitments in the previous departmental competition.

This deepened the animosity between the two teams.

One side thinks the other is all show and no substance, while the other side thinks the other is a charlatan, just barely keeping the team afloat.

That provocative man must be the one who was thoroughly humiliated by the original owner during that competition.

The only person who could silence him instantly was Li Manqiu, the captain of the second team, who was the only one who had never fought against the original owner.

Well, judging by her looks, it would be unreasonable for her not to be a romanceable character.

Judging from this, the production team still seems to favor their team, as the entire team consists of romanceable characters, which surpasses the second team in terms of quantity!

Thinking about this made Lu Zhao feel much better. What provocative guy? In a yuri game, he's just a background character and not worth her attention at all!

She strolled leisurely through the archives, her eyes constantly scanning the shelves. Although she didn't have a work permit, she could still look at the other files, hoping to find some that were similar to the current incident.

She picked up a booklet labeled "Fire Psychic Energy" at random, intending to look at the records inside, but when she flipped through it, she found it was completely blank.

Is this...is this reasonable?!

Somewhat bewildered, I looked through a few more books, only to find they were all blank pages, with nothing to see.

Good heavens, this really is an archive room, not a blank notebook sales area?

Just as she was wondering if she had come to the wrong place, she heard a noise at the door. Lu Zhao quickly poked his head out and exclaimed in surprise, "Song Lingge? What are you doing here?"

The person who came was the deputy she had met that morning.

Song Lingge then walked towards her, her face still bearing her ever-present gentle smile: "Captain, are you here to look up files?"

"Um... cough!" She coughed lightly, her eyes darting to the ground. "I just come here to look at old files when I'm bored. What about you?"

“The new employees’ files need to be properly categorized and stored,” Song Lingge said, taking out the stack of resumes again. “Otherwise, it will cause trouble if people from other departments want to find them and can’t find them.”

It turned out to be like this...

Lu Zhao didn't dare ask her how to access these blank files. He could only put his hands behind his back and pretend to be calm as he said, "Okay, go ahead."

Song Lingge nodded, walked to a brand-new shelf, took out a file, but to Lu Zhao's surprise, she did not open it on the spot. Instead, she took out her work ID and scanned it in front of a groove that looked like a decoration before slowly opening it.

Wow, even the archives are packed with high-tech stuff.

She snapped out of her daze, quickly hid behind another shelf, picked up a file at random, scanned it with her work ID, and opened it with great curiosity—

Sure enough, words were revealed on it.

However, it seems her permissions were insufficient, as only a portion was displayed, with several pages remaining blank.

But even that was enough to leave Lu Zhao speechless.

She had never seen such advanced technology before. No wonder the original owner's memories told her that she needed to obtain Chi Ying's work ID to find the file. So that's what it meant.

While this might prevent internal staff from seeing things they shouldn't, wouldn't it cause a lot of trouble if someone else got their work pass?

For example, she could have simply walked into Chi Ying's office openly and confidently. If she had actually found the file at that time, she could have easily said something like "I've been waiting too long, I'll come back to find her later" to get away with it, and then put it back after reviewing the file.

There must be other methods to prevent information leaks, but she just doesn't know them yet.

Lu Zhao glanced casually at the displayed information and was about to put the booklet back when his attention was drawn to one particular section.

This is...

She subconsciously reached out, wanting to touch the words on it, but Song Lingge's voice suddenly came from beside her: "Captain, do you want to go back together?"

Lu Zhao was startled and quickly closed the booklet. He looked up at Song Lingge standing behind him with lingering fear, and after a long pause, he said, "...Okay."

As she spoke, she casually stuffed the booklet in her hand into the back of the shelf, and a bright smile appeared on her face: "You've worked hard today, go back to the department and sit for a while."

“Okay.” Song Lingge smiled and stepped aside to let Lu Zhao go first.

After all, he was his deputy.

Without hesitation, she walked ahead of Song Lingge, forcing herself not to turn around, and strode away from the archives.

If you didn't look at her tightly clenched fists, you would hardly notice anything unusual about her.

The file from just now...

Lu Zhao took a deep breath, turned around to look at Song Lingge walking gracefully behind him, and asked after thinking for a moment, "By the way, I remember you participated in the mission a few days ago, right?"

“Yes,” Song Lingge nodded, “If it weren’t for your decisive action, Captain, all of us, including that child, would have been blown up by the crazed target.”

Sure enough, the last mission the original owner carried out was about the bomber.

Lu Zhao's heart sank.

Chapter Twenty-One: Lost in a Daydream, Unable to Extricate Himself

In the two days since he transmigrated, Lu Zhao has hardly had a moment's rest. Even while traveling, he made sure to familiarize himself with the basic facilities of the Spirit Management Bureau, so as not to expose himself to a sensitive person.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still somewhat surprised when she first arrived at the second floor, which belonged to the Operations Department.

As the main fighting force of the Bureau of Spirits, the Operations Department naturally receives the highest level of treatment.

Unlike the monitoring department with its individual workstations, or the logistics department with its seemingly high-tech environment, stepping out of the elevator felt like arriving on a remote island.

Everywhere you look, there are towering, lush green trees, and you can hear the sound of waves crashing in the sea.

Lu Zhao had looked it up in the encyclopedia on his phone, which said that such an environment was not a real island, but an extremely advanced mimicry technology that could help the members of the Operations Department simulate various battlefields. Only the Sky Dome, the Spirit Management Bureau, in the whole world possessed such technology.

"An environment that's half sea and half trees..." Song Lingge murmured, then suddenly laughed and said to Lu Zhao, "This environment is quite suitable for us."

Oh, really?

Hearing her words, Lu Zhao took a moment to process them before realizing that she probably meant that her fire could burn trees.

That seems to be true. Unless the venue is in the sea, there are basically no areas that White Flame cannot adapt to.

What is Song Lingge's psychic power again?

As she was still trying to recall, she heard a rustling sound coming from her right side.

anyone?

His body instinctively released a ball of flame as a barrier in front of him. Lu Zhao, unaware of what was happening, was peering through the flames, trying to figure out what was there.

However, Song Lingge, who was beside her, changed her gentle and kind demeanor. With a flick of her hand, something seemed to burst out of the soil in the direction of the sound!

She was startled, and watched as a ball of water emerged from the ground, transforming into a water arrow that swiftly hurtled towards the person hiding in the bushes!

Wait a minute, that person is...

"careful!"

Finally seeing the person opposite her clearly, Lu Zhao's eyes widened slightly, and the flames on her body suddenly intensified. However, before she could envelop the water arrow in the air, Song Lingge beside her covered her mouth and chuckled. The water arrow turned into water droplets and fell on the person.

Lu Zhao frowned and glanced at her before rushing towards the person who was already soaked to the bone. "Xiao Fei, are you alright?"

As she said this, the flame in her hand circled around Xia Zhifei, drying off the water on his body.

"Hmm...it's okay," Xia Zhifei wasn't frightened by the situation at all, and happily took Song Lingge's arm. "Sister Song wouldn't hurt me, why are you so nervous?"

"She's just worried sick," Song Lingge said, completely ignoring Lu Zhao's earlier glance and even winking at her. "But Captain, your reaction was much slower than usual just now. Haven't you recovered yet?"

Ah this...

Lu Zhao's eyes lingered for a moment on the two men's arms, which were touching intimately, and he felt a pang of regret for his subconscious reaction.

She genuinely thought Song Lingge wouldn't stop, which is why she couldn't help but glare at him.