My game, Orange Flavor, is great!

but……

"Xiaoyue is still young." She gritted her teeth, but her eyes were fixed on the floor.

“It’s precisely because she’s still young that she’s controllable,” Li Manqiu said with a slight smile. “We’ll bring Duan Yue into the Bureau of Spiritual Affairs. Only in this way will she not die a violent death before she’s even grown up.”

Xia Zhifei looked up indignantly, "You threatened me!"

“That’s true,” Li Manqiu said, taking out her phone and casually swiping through some cases of Spirit Race deaths. “It’s not that there haven’t been any S-level Spirit Race members in recent years. There are six people here whose potential is rated as S-level, but without exception, they were assassinated before they reached adulthood.”

In this information society, nothing is completely airtight. These people think they can lie low and reappear once they've fully matured, but they're being too naive. If someone wants to find them, they will.

She slowly approached the young lady, who was already trembling slightly, and whispered in her ear, "Do you think Duan Yue will become one of them?"

"you!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Xia Zhifei abruptly took several steps back until she could clearly see the person's face before gradually regaining her composure. With a complex expression, she lowered her eyes and pondered for a long while before asking, "Can you really guarantee Xiaoyue's safety?"

"It's not me, it's the sky, it's the country standing behind the sky."

A slight smile appeared on Li Manqiu's lips. She knew that Xia Zhifei was wavering.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Little Spirit Barbarian

No single individual can rival a colossal nation, a fact that Li Manqiu understood, as did Xia Zhifei, especially given the numerous examples already presented to her.

"I..." After thinking for a long time, Xia Zhifei finally spoke, "I still want A Zhao to make the decision. As for Xiao Yue... the hospital's test is only a preliminary diagnosis. You can take her back for a detailed examination."

Looking at the girl in front of her who still wouldn't budge, Li Manqiu frowned almost imperceptibly, then resumed her previous indifferent expression, "Okay."

“But let’s make this clear first, this matter cannot be reported to the bureau for the time being.” Xia Zhifei insisted, “Xiaoyue was saved by A Zhao, so she needs to know this first.”

Li Manqiu lowered her eyes slightly, her face showing a somewhat indescribable emotion.

"Is it not allowed?" Xia Zhifei carefully observed her expression, and seeing that she hadn't answered him, he couldn't help but probe.

A soft chuckle escaped her lips. Li Manqiu smiled and said, "It seems you really care about Captain Lu. Alright, I can promise you that no one will know about this until the physical examination is completed."

However, after the tests confirmed Duan Yue's S-level potential, it was impossible for the department not to know of her existence.

Xia Zhifei sighed, closed his eyes, and nodded: "I understand."

If Duan Yue truly possesses S-level potential, then even if she and Lu Zhao were together, it wouldn't be enough. The two of them alone wouldn't be able to protect Duan Yue at all, so it would be better to let her stay at the Spirit Management Bureau.

But what about Lu Zhao...?

She couldn't help but sigh again.

……

Large villa areas are usually surrounded by complete facilities. It takes less than five minutes to walk from your home to the shopping mall at the door.

Lu Zhao entered the supermarket while scrolling through the information on his phone.

Just now, Song Lingge probably saw that she was anxious, so she specially sent her a recruitment schedule from the Spirit Management Bureau. It said that recruitment would take place from the beginning of December to the beginning of March of the following year. If there were good candidates at other times, they could be hired on an exception. Overall, it was quite humane.

It's almost the end of the year here, so there should be two more months to recruit. If we calculate it this way, then the female lead is most likely to appear in the next two months.

The timeframe is fifty or sixty days, which is neither long nor short. She has to keep an eye out for anyone who looks similar to the female lead.

In the game, to allow the female protagonist to freely enter each department and unlock side quests, the development team specially created a unique learning-type psionic ability.

In other words, the female protagonist didn't change much when she first awakened, but she could quickly learn knowledge and abilities through her psychic powers, and she could learn whatever her surroundings were like.

"That's why she was able to become so adept at handling things so quickly after joining the villainous organization," Lu Zhao sighed, looking at the dazzling array of chicken, duck, fish, and meat in front of him with a troubled expression.

Although his White Flame technique was powerful, combining offense and defense and comparable to Spider-Man's Spider-Sense, it would be difficult to withstand against the advanced alien race.

Didn't you see that the original owner was injured in the previous mission?

Since there are still two months until she officially enters the main storyline of the game, she still needs to train White Flame well during these two months, so that she won't be unable to cope with anything that happens in the future.

As she was pondering what to do next, a message popped up on her phone:

"The matter you mentioned last time has been resolved. Come to the monitoring department when you have some free time."

It's quite rare to see something posted by Chi Ying.

Well, it would be best to take the work ID along with you when you go there, and then just say you mixed it up with your own.

Having made up his mind, Lu Zhao bought one of each of the dishes that the young lady liked, based on his memory, and then carried the bags and packages to the checkout counter to queue up for payment.

"Catch the thief!"

She heard a cry for help behind her and quickly turned around. She saw a little boy running fast ahead, clutching a wallet in his hand, while an elderly woman with mobility issues was chasing after him.

Good grief, we've run into her trap.

Just as he wanted to test the range of what the white flame could achieve, Lu Zhao put down what he was holding and chased after it without saying a word.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering behind him, the child didn't care about anything else. He suddenly flashed and reappeared ten meters away from where he had been before.

Spatial mobility?

Lu Zhao stared at the figure in astonishment, then stepped over several passersby. A burst of fire suddenly appeared in his hand, gradually lengthening and transforming into a flame-colored whip.

When she was little, she could always hit the ring toss game at the street stalls!

With a flick of his long whip, Lu Zhao smiled confidently and swiftly lashed out. The flames, as if alive, rapidly extended and wrapped around the child's feet.

"hiss!"

Caught off guard, the other person tripped and fell. He turned around and glared angrily at the whip wrapped around his ankle, then looked up at Lu Zhao who was about to rush towards him. He gritted his teeth, and with another flash, he disappeared ten meters away.

Lu Zhao paused for a moment, and seeing that the other party was about to escape to the elevator entrance of the mall, he no longer hesitated. The flaming whip in his hand quickly dispersed, turning into several rockets, which shot straight towards the person.

As he ran, he kept looking back. As soon as he saw the rain of fire flying towards him, he slipped and fell to the ground. Just as he was about to get up, Lu Zhao grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

"I already knew your ability only works within ten meters," she said, giving him a quick flick on the head and then snatching the purse from his tightly clutched hand. "Still trying to run, kid?"

He tried to snatch it, but his arms weren't long enough, and he couldn't reach the wallet.

Lu Zhao looked helplessly at the little guy flailing around in the air. "Little friend, are you in junior high school? Where are your parents?"

He paused for a moment, then quickly raised his voice in protest: "What right do you have to arrest me! Put me down right now!"

“Excuse me,” she smiled and tapped him on the forehead again, “You’re a Spirit Race member, right? Judging from your abilities, you should be somewhere between C and B rank. In that case, I have the right to manage you.”

Just then, the middle-aged woman came running over, panting. Seeing that Lu Zhao had caught the culprit, she happily stepped forward, "Thank you, sister! This little bastard dared to steal my wallet! And this kid is a little devil, ugh!"

"Spirit Barbarians" is a derogatory term used by ordinary people to refer to the Spirit Race, which is said to be the most civilized of them all.

Lu Zhao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. So she was being scolded too?

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Young Spirit Clan

Calling people from the same region "barbarians"—just this one term reveals the attitude of most ordinary people towards the Elven race.

Lu Zhao calmly moved the little boy a little further away from the middle-aged woman and said in a gentle tone, "Please check your wallet and come with us to the Department of Spirits while you're at it."

"The Spirit Management Bureau?" The older woman's expression changed slightly, and she took a half-step back in resistance, looking at her suspiciously. "You're from the Spirit Management Bureau? Are you also a Spirit Barbarian... a member of the Spirit Clan?"

“Even within the Spirit Management Bureau, there are many ordinary people.” Lu Zhao smiled slightly and patiently explained, “Besides, I am indeed a member of the Spirit Race.”

Before she finished speaking, a small flame appeared at her fingertips.

The middle-aged woman's pupils contracted slightly, and she quickly put on a smiling face: "Oh! I was just joking. There's no problem with the wallet. As for that Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, we don't need to go there, right?"

“Since you put it that way—” Lu Zhao deliberately dragged out his words, glanced back at the little boy with his head down, and then smiled, “Alright, if there are no losses, I don’t need to report it.”

"Yes! Yes! There's no loss!" The woman smiled hurriedly, turning away as if the two people in front of her were a plague, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

A sneer came from Lu Zhao's throat. She glanced around at the crowd that had not yet dispersed and said loudly, "The Spirit Management Bureau is handling this matter, so please disperse for now."

Upon hearing this, the onlookers dispersed, leaving only her and the boy.

He carried him a few steps out of the supermarket and sat him down in a less crowded corner. Lu Zhao looked the child up and down several times. His clothes were a little faded from washing, but they were still clean and tidy. His hair was a bit long and almost covered his eyes.

In addition, she noticed that the child's fingers were excessively rough, not like a child's delicate fingers, but more like the hands of someone who had done a lot of rough work.

“Little friend,” she said, trying to lower her voice to sound less intimidating, “what’s your name? Why did you take someone’s wallet?”

The boy stiffened his neck and didn't say anything.

Lu Zhao thought for a moment, then glanced at his hand, which he was still tightly holding onto: "Let me guess, you're a Spirit Race member, and your spiritual power is spatial teleportation, but because your level is too low, if someone touches you, you can't use your ability, right?"

"Don't talk to me like you're coaxing a child. I'm not a child anymore." He looked up, his clear black and white eyes fixed on her.

She's quite mature for her age, looking only about eleven or twelve, just a little older than her daughter, Xiaoyue.

She couldn't help but smile and straighten up, saying, "Alright, then let's talk like adults. Stealing someone's wallet is wrong, so you'll have to come with me to the Department of Superstitions, and maybe we can bring your parents over while we're at it?"

The boy's face turned pale, and he bit his lips so hard that he even bit off the dead skin on his lips.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Zhao didn't hesitate and got up to pull him out, but he couldn't pull him away for a moment.

Looking back at the boy who remained rooted to the spot, Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow and squatted down to eye level with him: "Don't want to go? Or don't want your parents to be called in?"

"I..." He hesitated for a moment, but quickly hardened his stance, "Fine! I'll go with you!"

She uses reverse psychology on kids with complete ease.

Lu Zhao smiled knowingly, turned his back, sent Xia Zhifei a voice message, telling her to go buy something to eat, and then pulled the boy out of the mall.

The child remained relatively quiet throughout the journey and did not attempt to escape—mainly because even if he did try, Lu Zhao could easily catch him and bring him back.

The boy must have realized that the difference in strength between himself and the adult in front of him was too great, which is why he had no intention of resisting.

On the way, Lu Zhao sent the child's photo to the monitoring department. So, as soon as Lu Zhao led him into the Spirit Management Bureau, a woman who looked extremely tired and was about forty years old was lingering outside. She was only welcomed in when a member of the monitoring department arrived.

Upon seeing the child's sallow complexion and thin frame, Lu Zhao vaguely understood why the child had stolen the wallet, so he politely returned it to the child.

"I'm so sorry, comrade," the woman said, looking very flustered. She didn't even dare to look at her much while talking to her and the young woman from the monitoring department, her fingers constantly rubbing the cracks in her knuckles. "My Xiaotong has caused you trouble."

"It's alright, the child is still young. Just guide him a bit, don't use hitting or scolding to educate him." Lu Zhao was worried that the other party might have a habit of hitting the child, so he gave a few more words of advice.

The woman quickly shook her head: "No, no! Xiaotong is usually a very well-behaved child. He even helps his family collect recyclables to sell for money after school. It's just... it's just that he probably acted impulsively today..."

“I know that,” Lu Zhao quickly replied, raising his head to look at Xiao Tong, who was standing silently to the side. “This child is good, and very talented. If she is properly taught, she will definitely become a great person in the future.”

"Yes, yes!" The woman nodded vigorously, then after a while, she asked cautiously, "Then may I ask, will this file contain...?"

Lu Zhao glanced at the girl from the monitoring department beside him, and the two exchanged a look before he turned to her and smiled: "Don't worry, this time we'll take care of him since it's his first offense. As long as he's properly instructed, we won't record it in his file."

No matter what, she is a team leader, so she does have this much authority.