Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 43 Workplace Weapons (New Book Request for Votes)
"Five A's?"

After Han Su came out, he turned around and looked at the numbers on the display screen, and he was slightly surprised.

Amidst the astonished looks of the crowd, he remained remarkably calm, turning to the others and asking, "Anyone want one?"

"..."

These words startled all the trainees. They felt that it was incredibly arrogant to smoke in the Disaster Management Bureau. Was this the confidence of a 5A-level trainee?

Han Su didn't wait for the others. He turned around and walked out of the training room, pushed open the door of an emergency exit and waited. Soon, the soldier with gold-rimmed glasses and camouflage uniform, and a thin young man with greasy hair followed him.

Han Su then took out the workplace tools that Zhang Chiguo had given him and distributed them to everyone, but the guy with the gold-rimmed glasses waved his hand first.

I don't smoke.

Han Su looked at him with some curiosity, gently pushed up his glasses with his index finger, and said, "I just want to see what kind of background people who dare to smoke in the Disaster Management Bureau have. Besides, I think this kind of gathering is very helpful for understanding the Disaster Management Bureau."

Han Su glanced at him; it was exactly what he had thought.

He walked past him, giving way to the man in camouflage, but the man waved his hand and pointed to his head, saying, "After the surgery, the doctor wouldn't let me have it done."

Han Su asked in surprise, "Then why did you come?"

The man in camouflage puffed out his chest and said, "The squad leader said that anyone who's willing to share cigarettes is a good friend, so I can't not support him."

Helpless, Han Su stepped aside for the man who looked like a shut-in. The man was thin and pale, and gave a bitter smile.
"My body can no longer allow it."

Then, without waiting for Han Su to ask, she took the initiative to explain: "But I used to like to join in when I smoked, so I came along."

"Fine!"

Han Su reluctantly put the cigarette away; since no one else smoked, he wouldn't either.

Han Su smiled and looked at them, then said, "Why don't you tell me why you came here?"

"For those things that you can't access outside."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses, codenamed "Doctor," said, "I noticed a long time ago that something was wrong with this world. Whether it was the debunking experts that the media was so eager to provoke, the bizarre reports in some tabloids, or the leaflets secretly distributed by religious figures."

“Even research on certain historical topics has become taboo, requiring certain qualifications and background checks before one can participate.”

"But no matter how I searched outside, I couldn't find any clues. I could feel that there was a huge thing blocking and erasing all the clues I could find, deliberately creating a realistic and rational atmosphere for me."

"So, I got to the bottom of things and shifted my focus from investigating those strange things to investigating this behemoth."

"Then, I found out about the Disaster Management Bureau, and then I signed up!"

"..."

Everyone who heard this couldn't help but look at him with surprise.

Did this guy discover the existence of the Disaster Management Bureau on his own and then sign up to join?
"I don't really know why, I was shot in the head, and it hasn't worked well since then."

At this moment, the man codenamed Black Tiger scratched his head and said, "My unit fought a very strange battle."

“My brothers, when faced with a group of fanatical believers who were capturing people for sacrifice in the wilderness, were all killed by the unarmed enemy. I was also shot in the head. That was the biggest loss I ever suffered.”

“After I went back, my superior asked me if I wanted revenge. I said yes, so he recommended me here.”

"..."

“I’m different from you guys; you’re all a very capable group of people.”

At this moment, the most inconspicuous skinny boy spoke up. His code name was Mouse. He received an A in the extra evaluation, but all the others were Cs, not even a B.

He then shrank back and whispered, "All I know is that this place is related to some mysterious things and a lost civilization."

"I only discovered this after I hacked into the email account of some important person."

"The reason I came here is very simple. I have contracted a disease, and under the current medical system, I will not live for more than two years. However, a certain technological artifact unearthed from the radiation era can save my life."

"However, everything from the radiation era has been sealed away. To access those things, joining the Disaster Management Bureau and risking my life became my only option. As long as I don't die in the mission, I can use those technological creations to prolong my life."

"..." Everyone was taken aback and didn't know how to comfort him.

Han Su then took out his cigarette case, politely offered it to him, and said, "Take another puff while you can!"

The skinny boy glanced at it with a complicated expression, but still didn't take it.

"So, we really did go to the right place."

Han Su put his cigarette back in his pocket and looked at Black Tiger, saying, "You want revenge, so mastering those mysterious powers is the most important thing for you. I'll recommend them to you when I have the chance."

Black Tiger was stunned. Somewhat at a loss, he pulled off his hat, rubbed his hair, revealing a noticeable scar on the left side of his forehead, and said, "Th...thank you."

"What the Doctor said..."

Han Su said, "Such a smart person is naturally very curious. If there's anything that requires thinking, don't hesitate to introduce it to him."

"It can not only help us, but also satisfy his curiosity to the greatest extent possible."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses simply nodded slightly, smiling in a friendly but distant manner: "I hope there will be such an opportunity."

"As for you, get back to work!"

Han Su patted the last skinny boy on the shoulder and said, "As long as you've demonstrated your value, why would the Disaster Management Bureau be so willing to let you lose your life so easily?"

"You made the right move this time!"

The skinny boy, who had initially looked uneasy, became somewhat moved after hearing these words.

"When you arrive in a new place, you will definitely face many new opportunities. An individual has limited opportunities, and even fewer opportunities that suit them. But if everyone takes care of each other, then each of us will have many more opportunities."

Han Su's words made everyone feel somewhat comfortable.

However, Han Su himself didn't take it too seriously; it was just a normal procedure.

Back in the castle, he went to great lengths to persuade the other children to run away with him; compared to now, all he can say is:
Adults are much easier to coax than children!
"The rookie period is not so easy to get through."

Just then, a voice was heard. It was the woman in the black hood who had taken it off, revealing a head of neat short hair.

She stood not far away, looking like she wanted to come over, but was also a little embarrassed.

Everyone looked up at her, feeling somewhat awkward. The other people's assessments differed, but not by much. However, the person in front of them was a prodigy with two S's and four A's. Just one glance made them feel that she was unapproachable.

For those who have already stepped halfway into the mystical realm, she possesses an extremely mysterious aura.

Only Han Su glanced at her and asked, "Are you here to smoke too?"

The man in the black hoodie looked embarrassed and said, "I don't smoke."

Han Su looked at the woman in the black hood, or rather, Miss Crow, and smiled, "We're all newcomers and don't really know much about the Disaster Management Bureau. You seem to be quite familiar with it?"

The short-haired raven shook his head and said, "I'm not familiar with the Disaster Management Bureau either, but I am somewhat familiar with the mysterious world... not much, just a little."

"I just remember my mentor telling me that passing the Disaster Management Bureau's assessment only gave me a legitimate opportunity to come into contact with supernatural things. What follows is actually the most dangerous step."

“The personnel are the first line of defense against mysterious infiltration... and they are disposable bricks and mortar.”

"..."

I didn't quite understand what she meant by the infiltration defense line and the bricks and tiles, but I felt inexplicably worried.

In the ensuing silence, Han Su found the girl increasingly intriguing. Suddenly, he smiled slightly and interjected, "In that case, it seems even more necessary for us to discuss this further..."

As if remembering something, she turned to the man with the gold-rimmed glasses and asked, "Is it permissible for executives to discuss this privately according to the code of conduct?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses nodded: "As long as Miss Ai doesn't catch us, there won't be any problem!"

"That's good."

Han Su smiled and nodded: "After we're divided into groups and get our phones back, shall we create a group chat?"

(End of this chapter)