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She had been running so fast that she completely forgot that Chi Ying was a member of the Spirit Race and had the ability to teleport!

Lu Zhao's lips twitched, and his body trembled as he faced the flawless face that was gradually approaching him.

Faced with a woman who could capture her effortlessly, she couldn't fight back or escape. What could she do?

Since the only option left is to undergo that physical examination, it's better to compromise before Chi Ying becomes suspicious of her identity.

"...Okay, I'll go right away."

Lu Zhao calmed himself down, and for a moment he felt a little scared of his reckless behavior.

If this body's character wasn't inherently averse to physical examinations, her actions just now would probably have already exposed her identity.

In this game, most of the employees of the Spirit Management Bureau are spirits with psychic powers. Any one of them could easily kill her with a slap. To hide here for the time being, she must play the role of Lu Zhao well.

We need to think carefully, to really think about what kind of person the original owner of this body was!

Following behind Chi Ying, Lu Zhao walked and thought, until Chi Ying led her into a small room. When she saw the high-tech medical pod inside, which looked like something out of a science fiction movie, Lu Zhao couldn't help but feel a pang of panic.

If she lies down there, will she be sent for autopsy immediately after a problem is found? Then she won't even need to get up; she can get a one-stop service.

"Aren't you going in yet?" Chi Ying urged impatiently.

She smiled awkwardly, reluctantly took off her shoes, carefully lay down, and closed her eyes.

"Lu Zhao, Spirit Clan, identity confirmed. Scanning to begin..."

As a mechanical female voice read aloud, Lu Zhao, who was originally extremely tense, gradually relaxed for some reason, and a small part of the memories belonging to this body appeared in her mind like a revolving lantern.

She didn't see much: places where Lu Zhao lived his daily life, the sky filled with white flames when his psychic powers awakened...

And then there was the woman who once confessed her love to her with a blush on her face.

"Depend on!"

As the other person's appearance became clearer, she couldn't help but swear.

Chapter 3: What to Do If You Transmigrate into a Scumbag?

That seemingly domineering Chi Ying actually confessed her feelings to the original owner of this body?

Can the romanceable characters resolve their own issues?

While Lu Zhao was still churning his thoughts, the medical pod in front of him slowly opened, and an electronic female voice came from inside: "Examination complete. Penetrating wound in left shoulder. Wound treatment has been performed. Recovery is expected within seven days."

Ah... that's it?

This artificial intelligence doesn't sound very smart. All that worrying for nothing.

Somewhat nervously, Lu Zhao sat up and looked up at Chi Ying, whose brows were still furrowed. He cleared his throat and spoke in the same tone he remembered from the original owner's memories: "Minister Chi, the investigation is complete. Is there anything else?"

Chi Ying stared at her hesitantly for a long while, her expression shifting between light and dark.

Just when Lu Zhao thought he was about to mess things up again, he heard the other person's resentful voice: "Are you having fun playing me, Captain Lu?"

...Sister, have you misunderstood something?

Desperately searching through the few memories in his mind, Lu Zhao stared blankly at Chi Ying's face, which had suddenly darkened, before vaguely matching it with the still somewhat youthful face in his memory.

“Lu…Lu Zhao, actually I…like…”

"Sorry, after you cut your hair, you don't look like my first love anymore."

Damn, what a scumbag!

Lu Zhao's face turned green. It was one thing for the original owner of this body to not marry and flirt around, but to come up with such a lame excuse. This made things very difficult for the transmigrated version of himself!

It took her a while to catch her breath before she dared to meet Chi Ying's eyes again. This time, she didn't find the other woman arrogant at all; in fact, she felt a little pitiful. "Actually, I..."

An alarm suddenly sounded from her cell phone, startling Lu Zhao so much that she jumped up from the medical pod. She hurriedly pulled out her phone and saw a large exclamation mark flashing on it.

I seem to have some recollection of this symbol; it seems to represent an event happening?

She subconsciously looked up, wanting to ask Chi Ying for help, but the other party just snorted coldly, turned around and left with the "clack clack clack" of her high heels.

Well, it seems there's no hope for this Miss Chi who's been cheated on before.

Frustrated, Lu Zhao thought for a moment, and based on his memory of many similar situations, he lightly tapped the exclamation mark on the screen. The interface immediately turned black, displaying only a few lines of text:

“A psionic fluctuation has occurred at No. 126, Qixi Road, East Suburbs of Yongling City. The psionic burst index is Level C. The first team of the Operations Department has dispatched at least two members to the target location to investigate the source of the fluctuation.”

So, is there anyone who can help her out?

She's just a transmigrator who knows nothing!

After staring at the screen for a while to make sure there was no other information, Lu Zhao quietly put his phone away.

She didn't know how to get to the scene, but the only thing she was sure of was that she had to get out of here first.

Following the same route, Lu Zhao finally took the elevator back to the same floor. He glanced at the quiet lobby, then took out his phone and checked the messages several times before falling silent.

Isn't it a bit too quiet here? Where's the tension that comes with an incident?

Just as she was wondering where to go, she heard the door beep and a young girl walked in looking flustered. She was wearing a brown tracksuit that didn't look like an office worker at all, and she was muttering classic office worker phrases like, "Oh no, I'm late, the team leader is going to punish me for not getting my bonus."

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Lu Zhao quickly called out to her, just about to ask her how to get to the action department, when he saw that she suddenly stopped upon hearing his voice, stiffly raising her head to look at him.

"Captain... Captain!" The girl's face turned deathly pale instantly. Before Lu Zhao could react, she nimbly slid to her knees in front of him, hugged her thighs, and began to cry uncontrollably, "Waaah, Captain! I was wrong! I'll never be late again next time, or I'll lose my bonus this month!"

Is this reasonable?

Looking bewildered at the girl who was crying and snotting her eyes while clinging to him, Lu Zhao's lips twitched. He quickly tried to help her up, but she seemed to have gotten addicted to clinging to his leg. Not only did she not get up, she also started muttering new words.

"I've been following you since I was eighteen, working diligently for four years, and I still can't afford a down payment! Captain, you should at least consider my hard work, even if you don't appreciate my achievements. I've been your slave, working tirelessly and fearlessly, facing any difficulties head-on, even creating them if necessary. Please leave me some bonus, please!"

To be able to do this at eighteen, just how much evil must the original owner have committed!

Lu Zhao reached out shakily to help her up: "You...you get up first, I won't deduct your pay..."

"Really?" The girl looked up immediately, her eyes lighting up instantly. Without needing any help, she quickly stood up, tears still on her face, and grinned. "Thank you, Captain!"

Lu Zhao: ...

Why does she feel like she's been tricked?

Lu Zhao blinked, almost thinking he was seeing things, as his attention shifted from the other woman's rather sweet appearance to the name on her name tag.

"Ahem! Messiah!" She struggled to pronounce the name, which was anything but Eastern, and changed the subject to avoid being bombarded with questions. "Did you receive the notification?"

Messiah was taken aback, took out her phone and glanced at it before her expression softened slightly: "Well, the fire brigade has already gone to the scene, so don't worry too much."

Without making a sound, Lu Zhao took out his phone and glanced at it. Sure enough, the address and the fire department's arrival notification were displayed in real time. He coughed lightly and said, "Even so, we can't let our guard down."

"Yes, yes, we'll go right away!" Messiah was clearly used to her mature tone, and immediately went over to press the elevator button, waving at her, "Captain, come on up!"

Faced with those eager, expectant eyes, Lu Zhao had no choice but to bite the bullet and step into the elevator, watching as Messiah pressed the button for the fourth basement level.

Inside the elevator, she glanced nervously at the girl beside her, hesitatingly asking, "Just the two of us?"

"Yes, C-level is the simplest search mission; two people are enough."

Are you familiar with the mission process?

Messiah gave her a strange look: "Of course, I was personally trained by you, Captain!"

It turned out to be the case.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhao finally felt relieved. She was someone who knew nothing and would only cause trouble if she went over there. If no one guided her, who knew what might happen.

“However, I’m not good at fighting, so you usually do it, Captain,” Messiah added calmly.

Lu Zhao stared wide-eyed with a question mark on his face.

She can't fight either!

Chapter Four: A New Rival Has Appeared

As a girl who has always been a model student and never caused her parents any worry, Lu Zhao's only weakness is probably sports.

She can run 800 meters in six minutes, and she has difficulty breathing if her heart rate fluctuates even slightly. This is because she has always been one of the top students, which is why her teachers have let her off the hook in physical education.

Before the elevator doors opened, Lu Zhao frantically searched his memory, only to find that he had almost forgotten even the little bit of military boxing he had been taught during military training. He nearly collapsed on the spot in despair.

Being killed by those elves with all sorts of strange abilities, or exposing one's identity and being captured for research—neither option seems to have a pleasant ending.

"We've arrived at the third basement level."

As a series of electronic mechanical sounds rang out, her eyes were about to lose focus as she prepared to follow Messiah down the elevator, when she suddenly heard a cry of alarm from ahead: "Watch out!"

She had barely come to her senses when she saw a cold glint mixed with the heat rushing recklessly straight towards her face!

Lu Zhao was completely dumbfounded. She had never seen anything like this before. Her soul was about to leave her body in fright, but her body suddenly tensed up and tilted her head at just the right moment to avoid the blade.

What just happened?

Her back was covered in cold sweat from fright, and her heart was pounding. She belatedly turned around and saw a large, flaming cleaver stuck straight into the elevator door.

She nervously licked her dry lips and turned to look in the direction from which the machete had come. She saw a young woman standing not far from them, her thin lips tightly pressed together. Her figure, which was quite curvaceous, was covered by a dark work uniform. Her expression was extremely indifferent, and she still held the hand gesture of swinging the machete.

Seeing that she had dodged the knife, the other party seemed to come to his senses and stopped his movement, calmly saying, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

Did I accidentally slip up?

This is clearly attempted murder!

Lu Zhao was instantly enraged and was about to step forward to question the other party when the muscles in his legs suddenly relaxed...

Oh, her legs seem to be weak.

Standing awkwardly rooted to the spot, afraid of giving himself away, Lu Zhao subconsciously looked at Messiah beside him, hoping that the other could say something on his behalf.

To everyone's surprise, this guy acted like they were best buddies and immediately struck up a conversation with the woman opposite him: "Old Lin, your hand's pretty steady today, is this a new weapon?"

Lu Zhao glanced at the other person's employee badge: Lin Yu, an employee of the Weapons Department.

Good grief, there's a conflict between the Weapons Department and the Operations Department?

Just as she was completely baffled, Lin Yu silently pulled out the Flame Blade stuck in the elevator door and stared expressionlessly at the still-burning flames: "Type AA 776, the latest development from the Weapons Department, still in the experimental stage."

Um... this is supposed to be a high-tech institution, why are they still using knives?

Just as Lu Zhao was inwardly complaining, Lin Yu turned to look at her, slowly extending the flaming machete he was holding towards her—