First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Gao Qiuli flicked her finger against the cigarette in her hand.

She watched the tiny sparks fall downward.

They fell straight into the middle of a three-person team, two men and one woman.

Before they even hit the ground.

The unnatural, wavering trajectory of the cigarette butt's fall had already drawn the trio's gazes upward.

Three pairs of eyes watched the cigarette butt drop.

They instantly prepared their defenses.

Until the cigarette butt landed on the ground.

*Tap.*

It scattered sparks.

A figure instantly appeared, landing in a low crouch to disperse the impact, showcasing a perfect waist-to-hip golden curve while simultaneously shattering the ground.

The surging force made the ground ripple like waves.

It directly sent the three people flying.

Along with the not-yet-completely-extinguished half of the cigarette butt.

Gao Qiuli extended her hand towards that half-cigarette, her finger adorned with a bewitching manicure, and flicked it.

*BANG!!!*

The sparks exploded like a fragmentation grenade, scattering in all directions, riddling the surrounding buildings and the three White Ridge investigators in the air with holes.

Instant death on the spot!!!

The corner of Gao Qiuli's mouth lifted: "Begin!"

Her entire body shot forward, charging towards the White Ridge investigators gathered in groups of three within the streets and the city, beginning a frenzied slaughter.

The rapid, large-scale deaths of the investigators here.

Soon triggered the alarm device in the temporary base, emitting a sharp, shrieking sound!

The investigators from the technical section, their fingers dancing across keyboards.

"Large-scale investigator casualties occurring on the Path of Dry Bones!!!!"

"Exact location confirmed as Immigration Street!"

"Footage captured via bodycams confirms enemy identity: Wuwang organization member, Stinger Gao Qiuli!"

"Communication linked with investigator combat teams within a thirty-kilometer radius!!"

"Sending notification, encirclement and suppression!!!"

As the notification went out.

Investigators within thirty kilometers of Immigration Street all received the message.

This time.

Utter madness ensued.

On the rooftop of a residential building in a certain residential area.

A group of three listened to the message on their communicators, looking towards the direction of Immigration Street.

"Gao Qiuli of Wuwang... we go, we die......."

Taken literally, this might sound like fear.

But combined with the voice trembling with suppressed excitement, the words sounded like exhilaration!

"Finally, a powerful character has arrived. I'm tired of these small skirmishes. I hope she can really kill us, what do you think?"

The last person spoke: "Either she kills me, or I kill her!"

In a river flowing through the city.

Another group of three stood on the water's surface, watching the corpses of demons and monsters float by beneath the water.

"Gao Qiuli, I hear she's very strong. Dying by her hand shouldn't be shameful, right?"

"I just hope the Bureau Chief arrives slowly, and the Grand Guardian doesn't come."

"I hope she acts quickly."

*Boom boom boom...*

Three splashes of water erupted on the surface.

The three figures sped towards Immigration Street.

Scenes like this were constantly playing out within the thirty-kilometer radius of Immigration Street.

If one's perspective rose high, looking down from the sky, one would discover.

Groups, or individual investigators, were converging from all directions, surrounding Gao Qiuli's location, forming a pack of wolves pouncing on a tiger.

Within that encirclement.

Gao Qiuli raised her hand, blade fell, raised her hand, blade fell, like chopping melons and slicing vegetables.

At first, she could still giggle.

Amidst the splattering blood and flying dismembered limbs, she could vaguely see the stern expressions of the surrounding White Ridge investigators.

But slowly.

She realized something was wrong.

She couldn't keep the grin on her face. According to the law of conservation of smiles, when a smile disappears from one side, it must inevitably transfer to another.

As more and more investigators swarmed to encircle and kill her, each fearless of death, Gao Qiuli's brow furrowed deeply.

In contrast, the investigators around her.

Each one looked at her with faces practically blooming with smiles.

As if they didn't know what heaven and earth were, their eyes held only her.

This was truly bizarre.

Gao Qiuli stood in the center of the field, like a tiger holding the mountain, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding investigators who resembled a pack of vicious wolves and mad dogs.

How was this different from what she had imagined?

Logically speaking, such a large-scale massacre by her should have instilled caution and fear in others...

Furthermore, and this wasn't just about White Ridge investigators, but all investigators in the new city used to be useless.

Why today, not only were they indifferent to death, but they were even scrambling to be first?

Formal Investigators, earning tens of thousands a month, why are you playing with your lives!?

Wrong!

Nine out of ten parts wrong!

If not for repeatedly confirming that her own condition was normal, Gao Qiuli would suspect she had fallen into some illusion technique.

"No good!"

"Need to leave first!"

This abnormal situation wasn't suitable for fighting alone;it was easy to get beaten to death by the mob.

Originally intending to break through a point to cause panic and demoralize them, she ended up not causing panic but getting these investigators all excited instead.

Could this be fucking right?

This is just not right!!

Gao Qiuli leaped up, wanting to flee.

Someone attacked from above.

"Get down!!!!"

A large palm seal slammed down from above, like a lid, directly covering the prey trying to jump out of the hot pot, pushing it back in.

Gao Qiuli looked up at the sky.

Her gaze swept over the investigators, each with imposing auras, each individually inferior to her, but together, capable of kicking her to death in a circle.

"The Corruptor·Jiao Feng, the Sword-Bearing Gentleman·Mei Wenguang, the Orchid Fairy·Rui Lan........."

She called out a string of names in succession.

Among them were many old adversaries who had fought her before.

The confusion in Gao Qiuli's heart intensified again.

Since when did these people become so proactive?

They were all the backbone of White Ridge 749.

They had to be *invited* for missions.

In other words, they had a price tag.

They wouldn't take missions with little profit.

They definitely wouldn't take missions with difficulty and risk.

Life was their own, missions and performance metrics belonged to the Bureau. No need to risk their own lives to boost the Bureau's metrics.

Sense of belonging? Not a shred.

But why today, when she herself offered zero profit, would they all come to besiege her?

Didn't they know she could escape via the Wuwang teleportation array?

Or did they have confidence in killing her?

But even if she didn't use the teleportation array and fought to the death, at least half of them would die.

Since when did they become so proactive?

Could it be...

Gao Qiuli spoke: "Is there a heavy bounty on my head?"

The investigators occupying all directions laughed.

"Hasn't your bounty been posted for a long time?"

"Heavy or not, don't know, haven't looked in too long."

"Heavy bounty? I think you're gilding your own face, are you even worthy?"

It used to be heavy.

Later, after the Great Han semi-abandoned the new city, Wuwang also lost interest in opposing 749, so the bounty existed, but it was definitely not heavy.

Among the answering words, inexplicably mixed in was a retort.

Gao Qiuli raised her finger and pointed at Jiao Feng: "Your mouth stinks. I will kill you before I leave."