Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 34 Cipher Talent (New Book Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"What is this all about?"

Everyone looked on in bewilderment, especially those who, unlike Han Su, had clearly applied to join the department themselves; their expressions were particularly surprised.

Is this supposed to be a code of conduct?

Two of the first three points mention something about cleanup killings. This should be a legal killing manual, right?

In the ensuing silence, many people were clearly filled with questions. The instructor above, however, seemed to understand their thoughts. He glanced down and suddenly said, "Just remember, don't ask questions unnecessarily."

"In our line of work, we don't welcome overly curious people."

"In addition, you don't have much time to memorize this manual because we will start other training this afternoon, and the next few days are also fully scheduled. So, you only have now and your free time to use."

"This will be your last assessment, but you will soon find that it may be the fairest one. To be placed in Group D1 or D2, you will need to get at least three A's."

"This will be the only thing you can achieve through hard work."

"..."

The crowd below froze for a moment. Whether they had questions or were somewhat resentful of the instructor's coldness and arrogance, they all suddenly realized what was happening.

Instantly, a series of rustling sounds filled the air as books were turned.

These people, who come from all walks of life and are mostly elites, have also begun to show different characteristics.

Some people immediately began reading rapidly, their eyes scanning the text quickly while they muttered it aloud.

Some people roll their eyes and stare at the ceiling as they memorize each page they turn.

Some people scrutinized every word and phrase, straining their necks and working tirelessly.

Han Su, on the other hand, slowly and methodically flipped through these rules. They were extremely detailed, with many words that were not commonly seen in real life.

He slowly flipped through the pages, searching carefully to see if there was any content related to the monsters inside the Dark Bunker.

Unfortunately, no.

These are indeed just guidelines for action, and they are all simple descriptions with few examples and no explanations.

The previous and next items are often completely unrelated.

After going through it once, he immediately realized that it was impossible to memorize it all in just a few days.

The first morning passed in this manner, and the entire training institution was so quiet that hardly a few words could be heard, except for the buzzing sound of recitation. Among them, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood out.

Han Su noticed him, but he just slowly flipped through the manual, then sat there in a daze. After a while, he got up, went to the toilet, then went to the water dispenser to get water, and then did eye exercises.

Han Su, who was standing next to him, got annoyed and said, "Can you please be quiet for a moment? You're bothering me!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses paused for a moment, then said apologetically, "Sorry, I'll go out then."

Then he took the paper cup and left, leaving the manual behind, just tossing it on the table. Everyone around him stared in disbelief.
Has this guy just given up entirely?

Lunchtime arrived quickly, and all the trainees still carried their manuals, memorizing as they ate. But after lunch, the instructors quickly ordered them to put down their manuals and focus, as it was time to begin the second training session.

The second training session actually took them to the place where Han Su had heard that mysterious voice when he first came in.

Upon recognizing the room, Han Su was startled: He had just been kidnapped early because of this voice, could it be that another one was about to happen?
"The previous manual was designed to improve your survival rate in missions, but this assessment is to test your potential."

The instructor glanced at the trainees and said, "In the other assessments, you need to get the most A grades to ensure you're placed in a higher-ranking group."

"But if you perform well in this assessment, you can be directly assigned to Group D1."

"..."

After a day of this, the trainees, who had been suffering terribly from the contents of the manual, suddenly perked up and even thought, "Why isn't such a good assessment placed at the very beginning?"

'I used to feel anxious going back every two weeks, but now that only two days have passed and I have to go back again, I'm starting to get a little anxious...'

"This isn't like going back to my parents' house, what's the point?"

'...'

Beside him, Han Su was also nervously looking at the room with the speakers when he suddenly heard something coming from the instructor's earpiece. The instructor looked surprised, then nodded and said to Han Su and the girl wearing the black hoodie:

"You two don't need to go, you can stay here!"

"Leave?"

Han Su, who was pondering what to do if the flashing occurred again, suddenly raised his head.

Not only him, but even the students around him looked puzzled, not understanding why these two people were different from the others.

The instructor glanced at Han Su and said, "Because you just heard the secret language three days ago, we do not recommend that trainees confront this kind of pressure twice in a row within a week. Therefore, your performance that time will be counted as your score."

He then looked at the girl wearing a black hood and said, "She doesn't need it."

Han Su was stunned for a moment: "?"

"So what's our evaluation?"

…… ……

Meanwhile, in the base office at the same time, Zhang Chiguo sat in front of the monitor, with the other researchers standing around him.

Holding a thick stack of documents—the very documents each trainee had registered before the assessment—he casually asked, "Have you made the necessary protective preparations?"

Are emergency measures prepared?

Faced with Zhang Chiguo's seemingly relaxed questioning, the staff nodded in unison: "No problem, Boss Zhang. We're very experienced in this. Security, protective equipment, stretchers, body bags, everything has been prepared in advance."

"That's good."

Zhang Chiguo took the list and casually pointed to Han Su's name, saying, "I brought this student back a few days ago. I was worried that he had been contaminated by the supernatural, so I did a test beforehand. So he doesn't need to listen to it again, right?"

The researchers quickly replied, "Of course, of course, this is clearly stated in our regulations."

“The girl who just came back from the wilderness doesn’t need to take the assessment. In fact, she could be directly assigned to Group D1. As for the person who was recruited because of contact, we can just evaluate him based on his performance last time.”

Zhang Chiguo nodded slightly and said, "So, what evaluation do you plan to give him?"

The researchers exchanged bewildered glances. One of the bald researchers hesitated for a moment before saying, "Isn't a C grade quite appropriate?"

"According to the report, his performance was mediocre; he just fell asleep. How bad must his spiritual intuition be to do that?"

"That's why we don't have the habit of directly giving out D-level grades..."

"..."

After hearing his words, many staff members nodded in agreement.

Zhang Chiguo listened without saying anything, but simply lowered his head to look at the documents.

The top page is Han Su's, which records all sorts of information about Han Su's background and experience. Compared with other people's information, it seems extremely ordinary.

They seem like natural-born cannon fodder, perfect for getting into D1 or D2.

If this item also receives a low rating, then it would be...

He didn't offer any opinions, and simply didn't participate in the discussion. Gradually, the atmosphere around him became somewhat tense.

The bald researcher and the other staff members around him looked visibly bewildered, as if something was amiss.

At this moment, Cui Qiao, Zhang Chiguo's slender secretary in a black suit, suddenly spoke up: "How do you do your work? Are you sure that the evaluation process has taken all aspects into account? Are you sure that the selected personnel are competent enough to handle the tasks they face?"

The bald researcher next to him was stunned: "Huh?"

Seeing their reactions, Cui Qiao frowned and added, "This student from Qinggang University showed amazing composure when encountering the ghost truck."

"He didn't get hit and killed by the ghost truck in the sports car. He dodged several times and even saved someone. This shows his rationality in the face of the bizarre and is enough to demonstrate his strong and stable mental state."

"..."

"So what?"

The bald researcher stammered, "He was asleep. He fell asleep while listening to the whispers..."

Cui Qiao said calmly, "Don't you think he has an extremely strong ability to be insensitive when facing the delirium of the gods? This is very helpful for him to resist the pollution of the unknown and the bizarre, making him a good candidate for blocking such things?"

"Of course, I know that spirituality is very helpful for future training in mystical powers, but finding suitable personnel to carry out the tasks is the key to recruiting new people. A one-dimensional mindset and a rigid work process are not good practices for the Disaster Management Bureau!"

"..."

The bald researcher was dumbfounded, and said blankly, "It's always been like this..."

At this moment, a staff member suddenly spoke up: "Giving this trainee only a C is definitely not enough; I think a B grade is more appropriate..."

He glanced at Zhang Chiguo briefly, then said decisively, "That won't work either!"

"His ability to fall asleep while listening to cryptic incantations indicates dullness... Only with a strong personal will and a pure mind can one avoid being easily corrupted when dealing with the bizarre."

"Furthermore, he managed to escape unscathed from the ghost truck, and with someone else in tow..."

"...What a talent!"

As he spoke, he became increasingly impressed, and looking at the bald researcher, he said, "Professor, an S-level is a bit much, but I think an A-level would be appropriate."

The bald researcher froze for a full three seconds before finally reacting. He glanced at Zhang Chiguo, who was silently studying the data, and hesitated before saying:

"Right...right?"

"..."

Only then did Zhang Chiguo slowly nod and say, "I think what you said makes sense. After the report is written, please give it to me for signature!"

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(End of this chapter)