First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 196: You eat raw rice? I eat raw meat.

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In the corner.

Wang Qingge, dressed in a Daoist robe, looked a little out of place in the surroundings.

Ever since she entered, people had been sneaking glances at her.

Whispers buzzed nonstop.

“This girl probably isn’t a Daoist disciple, maybe she’s just wearing the robe.”

“How do you know?”

“Are you stupid? Look at what she’s eating — that’s beef!”

“Daoists have four taboos: dog meat, beef, wild goose, and black fish.”

“Dogs are loyal, willing to give their lives for their master.”

“Cows are hardworking. In the old days, when productivity was low, people relied on cows as main labor force. Back then, the law even forbade eating beef, so Daoism has maintained that tradition till now.”

“Wild geese are faithful. If one dies, the other will remain alone for life.”

“Black fish are filial. After laying eggs, they stop eating and guard the young. At that time, the baby fish will swim into the mother’s mouth and feed her with their own bodies. So Daoists don’t eat black fish.”

“But even though this girl is wearing Daoist robes, she’s eating beef. So most likely, she’s just wearing the outfit.”

“Plus, her robe looks a bit big and doesn’t fit well — not likely a real Daoist.”

Listening to this, the others started getting ideas.

Someone joked, “Well, if that’s the case, since she eats beef, maybe she drinks too?”

“Why don’t one of you go ask her?”

“Forget it, don’t go picking fights just ’cause you had a few drinks. There are old sayings in the jianghu — avoid provoking old folks, kids, monks, Daoists, and women.”

“They may look like vulnerable groups, but anyone daring to roam around on their own like that? They’ve all got skills.”

“This girl’s hitting two in one — a Daoist and a woman. She’s gotta be trouble.”

“Take a seat, will you? We’re already in a black inn — like anyone here is easy to mess with. What’s wrong with drinking?”

Sometimes, with some people, talking nicely just doesn’t work.

You tell them that causing trouble after drinking gets you dragged to the Bureau.

Do they know that?

Of course they do, but they’ve had a little horse piss and now they think they’re invincible.

If they see a two-meter-tall guy standing there, they’d behave real quick.

But if it’s someone their own size, or worse, a woman, kid, or elderly person?

They’ll shout louder than anyone.

And when sh*t gets real in the Bureau, they’re the first to chicken out.

Put plainly — they bully the weak and fear the strong.

And usually, the one who brings up the idea first is the last to actually do anything. He’ll egg others on to go first.

And sure enough.

The guy who first brought it up nudged the shoulder of the guy next to him.

“Hey, Hei-zi, why don’t you call her over for a drink?”

“Fine, I’ll go.”

Hei-zi got up, swaying with a bottle of booze, and walked over to Wang Qingge’s table.

“Daoist, care to have a drink with me?”

Wang Qingge looked up and pulled a small wooden sign from her pocket.

Spiritual energy gathered and words appeared:

【What did you say?】

Hei-zi pursed his lips and turned to look back at his buddies.

“Oh, she’s a mute.”

As soon as he said that.

Wang Qingge very seriously held up another sign.

【I’m a Daoist, not a Lama.】

Hei-zi’s face twitched when he saw that.

“What the hll, I said you were a mute, who the hll said you were a Lama!? Can’t speak and now you can’t hear either!!?”

Even though she couldn’t hear what he was saying.

Reading his expression first, then his mouth shape,

Wang Qingge caught one phrase loud and clear: “what the h*ll.”

【You dare curse me!!】

She struck instantly, swinging the wooden sign at the guy’s head.

BANG!!!!

Hei-zi was knocked flying, his head dented where the sign had hit.

Gotta say, the thing was pretty solid.

His skull got wrecked, but the sign didn’t even break.

The others saw their buddy get hit and instantly stood up, cursing and ready to fight.

Right then —

Cao Ying arrived.

He quickly stepped between them.

“Aren’t you the brothers from Sheep Intestine Alley?”

As he spoke, Cao Ying glanced around, seeing people standing up nearby.

There were a lot from Sheep Intestine Alley.

He took a step back, quietly pulled out his phone, opened the chat app.

【Fight’s about to break out】

His finger hovered over the send button, waiting to see what these guys would do.

If it turned into a fight, he’d send it.

If they could talk it out, he wouldn’t bring Lu Ding into it.

Seeing him standing in the middle like that,

the people from Sheep Intestine Alley didn’t move — for now.

The scar-faced leader cupped his hands: “Boss Cao, what’s the meaning of this?”

Cao Ying put on a smile.

“Nothing much. I called her here to help out with the cooking. If she caused any offense, just give us a way out, we’ll leave quickly.”

Cao Ying wasn’t the same as before — he wasn’t short on cash now.

Any problem that could be solved with money wasn’t really a problem.

The scar-faced guy cracked his neck with a crack crack.

“We know you’ve got money now, Boss Cao, but this time, money won’t cut it.”

As he spoke, someone helped over the injured Hei-zi.

The scar-faced guy turned Hei-zi’s caved-in face toward Cao Ying.

“Look at this — in front of everyone, she beat my brother like this. If we take your money and let this slide, how are we supposed to show our faces in this black inn again?”

Cao Ying understood.

They wanted Wang Qingge to give them an explanation.

She was someone he’d called over to help — came properly, must leave properly.

That’s the rule of the jianghu.

But now, these people didn’t plan on letting Wang Qingge leave properly.

Then don’t blame him.

Cao Ying moved his finger slightly, stalling with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes: “Come on now, why don’t you think it over a bit more, think real clearly, and do me a favor.”

At that point, someone watching for fun and not afraid of stirring trouble chimed in from the side.

“We’re all eating raw rice, what’s the use of so much money — take life and death lightly, if you’re not satisfied then fight!!”

That line really struck a chord with Scarface.

A bit of the respect on his face faded: “To put it plainly, I’m calling you Boss Cao out of courtesy. If I stop giving you face, I’ll make you.....”

BANG!!!

The black inn’s front door shattered, and everyone instinctively turned to look.

Thick black smoke rolled into the stone hall, carrying a reek of blood.

Just as everyone thought some kind of demon or monster had shown up—

A figure burst out of the smoke, grabbing the neck of the guy who’d just stirred things up with one hand and lifting him up in front.

Lu Ding looked at the man in his grip, voice calm as he said, “You eat raw rice? What a coincidence, I eat raw meat.”

As he spoke, a slash burst forth from his hand.

Before everyone’s eyes, Lu Ding showed off one of his signature moves.

Very quickly, all that was left in his hand was a round object.

Lu Ding let go — the head hit the floor and rolled.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze snapped to the law enforcement recorder on his chest.

That thing — only 749 investigators wore it...

But... the way you showed up... that brutal technique...

You’re a 749 investigator?!!!

You gotta be kidding!!

You’re probably fake.

If you told me you were some wild bandit, demonic cultivator, or a thousand-year-old monster, I’d believe it.

But if you tell me someone like this is a 749 investigator? I’m gonna have doubts.

Lu Ding stood suspended in mid-air, casting a sweeping gaze across the room from above with a proud posture.

He looked down on everyone equally — not a single person could meet his eyes.

The contempt on his face was written plain as day, and it stabbed deep into the hearts of everyone present — except Cao Ying and Wang Qingge.

It felt like someone was pointing a gun at their heads while calling them trash.

Even if they were filled with rage, full of unwillingness, they didn’t dare show it.

They could only lower their heads — one after another, not a single one dared to meet Lu Ding’s eyes.

Because the way he entered, and his ruthless methods, had already scared them stiff.

He was a gun that could fire at any second.

No one dared bet their life on whether a violent, demonic maniac like him would flip out for no reason.

Either way, they refused to believe Lu Ding could be a 749 investigator.

Finally, Lu Ding’s gaze swept across the room and landed on Scarface.

That made Scarface’s heart thump for no reason.

He hadn’t even made a move yet, but the invisible pressure already had him drenched in sweat.

“Finish what you were saying just now — I’d like to hear it.”