After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Your answer is very arrogant!"

Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes and stared at Qin He, the threat in his eyes was self-evident.

He was not as hesitant as Niu Cheng'an. As soon as he sensed Qin He's strength in the mortal body realm, he had the urge to roll him into a ball and then flatten him.

Because no matter what this guy said, when he looked at you, his eyes never showed fear.

This made Zhang Liang unhappy.

The people from the Demon Suppression Division are always so majestic wherever they go, and everyone they see is like a ghost.

Only this guy didn't show any sign of fear.

This is intolerable.

"It's just average, only third." Qin He waved his hand. This action did not seem very humble, and his words were even less humble.

Zhang Liang glared at him as soon as he saw him. He said, "Boy, you dare to smile so frivolously in front of me? Do you know where this place is?"

"I know, it's a demon breeding farm." Qin He answered every question.

"Yes, this is a demon breeding ground... Ugh, what the hell, this is the Demon Suppression Division, the Demon Suppression Division!" Zhang Liang, who was almost dragged into a ditch, was furious and shouted angrily, "If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will feed you like fodder?"

"Feed?" Qin He's eyes rolled around, and he asked curiously, "What level of demon is it for?"

"You..." Zhang Liang opened his eyes wide and went crazy.

What level of demon?

Is that the point? The point is that you are being used as feed.

Are you curious?

Don’t you know fear?

"Is he sick?" Zhang Liang turned around and asked Xing San directly.

"He, he..." Xing San stuttered immediately, secretly shocked that Qin He was such a suicidal expert. He didn't dare to offend Zhang Liang, so he could only nod and admit it: "He's just like that, he does have some issues."

It’s good to be sick, as illness can serve as a shield.

If you are not sick, then you are just being malicious and you will be implicated soon.

"You should have said it earlier!" The words "there's something wrong" finally calmed down Zhang Liang. He waved his hand and turned back to Niu Cheng'an.

Seeing this, Xing San quickly wiped the cold sweat from his head and pulled Qin He to the back of the team.

Qin He may have some background and ability, but "some background" and "ability" do not qualify him to be arrogant in front of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

This is an unfathomable devil's den, and it is normal for people to die.

Qin He was pulled to the back and persistently asked Xing San, "Do you know what level of demon you are feeding it to?"

Xing San's neck suddenly shrank.

……

The verbal confrontation was just an episode. The Demon Suppression Division suddenly encountered an incident and was in urgent need of manpower.

Seeing that it was almost done, Niu Chengan cleared his throat and said coldly, "When you work in the Demon Suppression Division, there are only three rules, nothing else."

"First, no running around, no looking around, no asking random questions. Second, you must complete the assigned tasks completely and obey them completely. Third, you must not steal."

"I'm sure you all understand what I mean. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You'll have another chance in your next life."

The brief but sharp words made the cremator present feel a chill in his heart. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head and can only pray that you are lucky enough.

Zhang Liang then ordered someone to bring out a box containing black jade tokens. He distributed them to the cremators one by one, saying, "This is your temporary identity token, a blood token. You must wear it around your neck during the mission and must not remove it. Return it after the mission is completed."

The cremators took it, and many of them, familiar with the process, bit their fingers and smeared the ink on the black jade plate, then hung it around their necks.

They were all veterans under Xing San and had been in the Demon Suppression Division before.

Qin He looked at the jade plate carefully. There were some array patterns engraved on it, and there was a very shallow groove. He also cut his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood to drip on it. He saw that the blood was absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The red light of the array pattern engraved on it flashed slightly, and ripples of light spread out like water ripples, surrounding the body.

After all the cremators have hung up their tokens, the team enters the Demon Suppression Division.

Behind the gate is an extremely deep and cold corridor, and inside the corridor are large areas of complex forbidden array patterns.

Every few steps, a restriction would come over to probe, but after touching the vibration of the jade token, it would retract.

It's like a series of filters that filter out all those who come "uninvited".

There are many restrictions and the guards are extremely strict.

Every branching corridor is guarded and has a separate gate. The guards will check everyone one by one. Even Niu Cheng'an and Zhang Liang have to prove their identity before they can pass.

Qin He looked carefully at the forks in the road and found that each gate had a number.

Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai, the twelve Earthly Branches, not a single one is left out.

In addition, there are two heavenly stems "Ren" and "Gui", and I believe "Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, and Xin" will not be left out.

In other words, the Demon Suppression Bureau has at least twenty-two classifications of demons.

Qin He and others entered the "Hai" gate.

When the Hai Gate opened, waves of roars and shrieks filled everyone's ears. The horrifying sound made people feel a chill in their hearts. Many cremators who entered the Demon Suppression Division for the first time turned pale instantly, and the rest of the people also changed their expressions.

The end of the corridor suddenly opens up, and one can see rows of neatly arranged cells and cages extending from the near distance to the horizon, covering a vast area and being truly spectacular.

Countless scarlet eyes appeared and disappeared in the darkness of the cell, like fireflies in the summer fields, making people's scalps tingle.

What is even more horrifying is that these neatly arranged prison cells are not intact at this moment. Instead, the houses have collapsed and the walls are broken. The edges are still relatively intact, but the central part is flat.

Blood stains can be seen everywhere, and occasionally huge and terrifying claw marks and footprints can be seen.

Corpses covered with yellow cloth were piled up not far away, and the corpses of some monsters were scattered on the other side.

It was obvious that a fierce battle had broken out here.

The aftermath left behind is the task that the cremators have to participate in.