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Chapter 60: This world is a huge evil spirit

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: This world is a huge evil spirit

As the Ironblooded Duan Bai, Jiuyue felt it necessary to clear Mr. Mingyuan’s name a bit.

In everyday life, Mr. Mingyuan is a law-abiding citizen who respects the old and loves the young, as can be glimpsed from the way the residents in the neighborhood treated him.

At the very least, he was certainly not the type of psychopath who took pleasure in killing people.

"This is not extreme,"

Duan Mingyuan knew Jiuyue hadn’t experienced the trials of the workplace and calmly explained, "A seasoned worker often takes the worst-case scenario into account when taking on a job."

He had just mentioned the worst-case scenario, if conditions allowed, he naturally hoped that everything would develop in a stable and positive direction.

They got the money, and Mr. Bai Kou got his life.

This looked to be a win-win business deal, no matter how one viewed it.

Unless, Mr. Bai Kou was the type of person who didn’t like to cherish life.

Miss September, the Ironblooded Duan Bai, could no longer contain her strong desire to spit out criticisms and said, "Do your colleagues know that every time they work on a project with you, you are prepared to kill to silence them?"

Even with a thorn in her side, a pain in her flesh close at hand, her attention was entirely focused on Duan Mingyuan, who spread dangerous ideas.

Perhaps, Mr. Mingyuan was the most terrifying wanted criminal.

Not all wanted criminals were offered bounties by companies; those professional assassins who killed extraterrestrials and meticulously covered their tracks, leaving no evidence, often escaped the sanctions of both the police and companies.

"It’s not the same, even when I was with Tang Qianqian, I never once thought about killing her,"

Duan Mingyuan felt there was nothing more convincing than this, but the conversation between the two inevitably fell into silence.

Jiuyue admitted that Mr. Mingyuan made some sense, but... why would someone seriously cite not killing a colleague during work as something worthy of praise?

Duan Mingyuan’s alarming speech continued, "But extraterrestrials are different, it’s complicated to explain, but you can basically consider them a kind of malevolent sub-species."

This time, even Jiuyue couldn’t find a way to defend him.

To her knowledge, even Wangxu, who was at loggerheads with Universe Company, never regarded extraterrestrials as malevolent sub-species.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Mingyuan, I think you can elaborate on this issue,"

In an effort to redeem Duan Mingyuan’s image, Jiuyue made a tremendous effort.

Without malice in the speaker, the listener may have intent; such conclusions made without argument could easily make him seem like an anti-social personality terrorist in the eyes of others.

"This is related to my definition of malevolent beings,"

Since Jiuyue had taken rare interest in an academic issue, Duan Mingyuan began to explain, "My definition of them is not limited to a specific group with a unique energy form, but is a broad term; in my eyes, all that meet the standards of ’exceeding ordinary human understanding,’ ’acting with disregard for the law,’ and ’posing a serious threat to society’ are malevolent."

The most common malevolent beings in Yunlong City need not be mentioned further, in addition to them, there were humans who bore hefty bounties, and took pleasure in killing; there were extraterrestrial malevolents who came from above and were adept at using coercion and threats to rob and plunder; and today there seemed to have been a new emergence of mechanically malevolent beings clad in alloy armor, capable of manipulating cryogenic gases.

He concluded, "In a nutshell, all of these can be generalized as sub-species of malevolents, and dealing with malevolents naturally requires different standards than dealing with ordinary people, one must be prepared for everything to go smoothly, planning for future in-depth cooperation; and also be mentally prepared to subdue the malevolents should they violently harm people."

"...That is certainly a novel definition,"

"Usually, sub-species of malevolents are much tougher to deal with than ordinary malevolents, as it’s very easy to have a situation where attacking one attracts more, so they need to be dealt with carefully."

The two of them conversed back and forth, and before they knew it, they arrived in front of the rest room that Fu Ling had prepared for them.

Upon opening the door, there lay Tang Qianqian on a massage machine, eyes closed, enjoying herself, looking as if she had floated off.

As a bottom-tier worker of the organization, she didn’t need to accompany the two to the top floor to receive Bai Kou, nor would anyone care about Tang Qianqian’s whereabouts.

Hearing the door open, Tang Qianqian turned around and glanced back, "Ah—senior, Jiuyue, you’re here, I brought you some steamed buns."

"Can you please get down to talk?"

One of Tang Qianqian’s talents was her ability to raise the blood pressure of anyone with obsessive-compulsive disorder at any given time.

Her speech, under the vibration of the massage chair, was as strange as a song sung off-key.

"Roger that."

Tang Qianqian reluctantly got off the massage chair and introduced, "For Jiuyue, I’ve prepared New Orleans drumstick buns, and for senior, cabbage and egg fried rice buns."

"Hold on, "cabbage and egg fried rice buns"?"

Jiuyue always felt that Duan Mingyuan’s menu was getting stranger by the day, and what was more outrageous was that Mr. Mingyuan, who had just had breakfast before leaving, cheerfully opened the plastic bag and began tasting it.

"I don’t know either, the bun shop owner downstairs at our place often comes up with some... creative buns, and senior has always been a loyal customer of that shop."

"Creative" is a high EQ way of saying it. When she first brought it up in the office, she used the term "anti-human."

But senior, upon hearing it, said that without trying, you have no say—maybe these novel combinations could result in unexpectedly delicious flavors.

So far, senior is the only person who has tried all the owner’s quirky bun combinations.

Jiuyue thoughtfully held up a New Orleans drumstick bun.

All clues indicated that Mr. Mingyuan was an aficionado of ’dark cuisine’.

So...

Should she next time try replacing the soy paste with chocolate sauce when making stir-fried chicken?

This thought existed in her mind for only two seconds before it made the fur on her tail bristle.

No, absolutely not!

She had to eat the stir-fried chicken as well, and it was hardly worth satisfying someone else’s pursuit of dark cuisine at the expense of her own enjoyment.

"I must clarify that I actually haven’t been on the massage chair for more than five minutes."

Tang Qianqian took the initiative to say, "I only came to the rest room after all the company employees had started working, this is a reasonable rest time."

The trip to Congyun Hotel had been enlightening for her.

Not everyone in an organization needs to be good at fighting; the importance of intelligence is equally indispensable.

As a result, intelligence gathering became the direction Tang Qianqian worked towards.

"I bought a lot of steamed buns today and took them to the lounge in the building, where I gathered quite a bit of information from other part-time workers."

Exchanging free steamed buns and hot soy milk for information was her plan.

It turned out that the conditions of part-time workers were more or less the same everywhere, and there were few who welcomed Bai Kou’s arrival.

People from the head office meant their workload would become a lot heavier, and the overtime situation at Universe Company was even worse. Many worked until 3 a.m. and just slept in the office without going home. The breakfast Tang Qianqian provided in the rest room brought them a rare good mood, and naturally, they talked more.

"They mentioned some things about Bai Kou’s private bodyguards, oh, and also the theme of this conference,"

After pondering for a moment, Tang Qianqian said, "Oh, right, it’s called the ’Seventh Class Energy Conference.’