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Chapter 179: Too Much Thunder Is Indecent

"Milord... Di Jiang is dead."

"Dead again? He just came out! Who killed him?!"

"...A human."

Silence filled the depths of the void...

Then suddenly, two eerie blue lights flared to life.

They were eyes, yet they seemed to have frozen entire galaxies within their glassy pupils—fragments of an ancient, primordial cosmos.

Clank—!

The sound of chains colliding shattered the stillness.

"A variable... A variable has emerged?!"

"Observe him... Record him! This... could be our opportunity!"

A frantic voice echoed across the cosmos, brimming with excitement and greed.

"...Understood, milord. But what should we do next? Di Jiang is already dead."

"If he’s dead... then release another one."

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C Province, Demon Slayer Bureau Headquarters.

"Captain Zhao… Governor Chen just spent tens of millions overnight."

Inside the office, Xiang Xiaoyuan rested her chin in her hands, looking deeply troubled.

"Chen Huai’an is probably purchasing resources," Zhao Ying replied casually, dipping her fried dough stick into soy milk as she spoke.

"He did say he'd help solve our supply issues, right? If he’s not buying the Holy Water and Crosses from the Church, then he’s probably sourcing alternatives..."

"If he was actually buying resources, that’d be fine!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan sighed heavily.

"But he’s not!"

Zhao Ying raised an eyebrow.

"...What, did he blow millions at some shady online marketplace?"

"No, not that."

Xiang Xiaoyuan pulled up the transaction history, showing it to Zhao Ying.

Every single purchase was from "Heavenly Dao Interactive Entertainment."

And judging by the name...

It sounded like a gaming company.

"Wait... You’re telling me Chen Huai’an spent millions on a video game?!"

Zhao Ying was dumbfounded.

"What kind of game needs millions in microtransactions?! With that much money, he could’ve made his own damn game, played as the GM, and given himself anything he wanted!"

"Exactly! And I even looked up this company, but it doesn’t exist!"

"Could it be that Governor Chen got scammed?!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan’s brows knitted together tightly.

Chen Huai’an was powerful, sure...

But he was also young.

And with those innocent, honest-looking eyes, he just had that "guy who’d hand over his wallet to a scammer" kind of vibe.

Considering all that...

There was a very real chance that he had been conned!

"This is a tricky situation," Zhao Ying muttered, rubbing her temples.

"It’s common for college students who suddenly come into wealth to lose control of their spending… I expected as much from Chen Huai’an, but I thought he’d be blowing money on fancy cars and women... not on a damn mobile game."

"We need to approach this carefully—ease him into the conversation, appeal to his emotions, help him see reason—"

Knock, knock, knock!

A rapid series of knocks interrupted their conversation.

"Captain Zhao!"

A subordinate poked their head into the room, looking hesitant.

"Someone’s here… A Revived One, claiming they’ve been sent to replace our Governor."

Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan exchanged glances.

Zhao Ying’s expression darkened as she got up and gripped the doorframe tightly.

"What the hell is this?! I already uploaded Chen Huai’an’s credentials yesterday! Why are they still sending someone else?!"

"I... I don’t know."

"I do."

A smug voice cut in from the hallway.

A woman stepped forward, her tall frame casting long shadows under the flickering overhead lights.

The sharp click of her high heels echoed with each deliberate step.

The tight leather outfit accentuated her curves, the seams straining against her narrow waist.

At her hip hung a dark green whip.

Her face was obscured by shadows until she drew closer, revealing cold, predatory emerald eyes beneath her bangs.

A dangerous woman.

That was Zhao Ying’s immediate assessment.

"The person you recommended isn’t qualified to be Governor," the woman said flatly.

"So they sent me instead."

She didn’t even extend a hand for a handshake.

Her tone was polite...

But her posture screamed arrogance.

"Zhao Ying, is it? Pleased to meet you. I am Lin Chen. Firstborn of the Lin Clan. From now on, I will be in charge of everything related to C Province’s Demon Slayer Bureau."

Zhao Ying’s expression darkened further.

"...You’re saying Chen Huai’an isn’t qualified to be Governor?"

Was this a joke?

Did they not understand how powerful Chen Huai’an was?

That man could make KSC-01 and KSC-02 tremble without even lifting a finger.

Before, they thought it was because of the Demonic Dragon Cancer Cells inside him.

But when they extracted those cells to revive Luo Haisheng, those same cancer cells became dormant in the process.

Yet KSC-01 and KSC-02 still refused to act up.

Which meant...

The thing they feared most wasn’t the Demonic Dragon.

It was Chen Huai’an himself.

"His strength is an illusion," Lin Chen said coolly, stepping past Zhao Ying and taking the main seat in the room.

"All he did was use enchanted artifacts to kill one Marshal-rank entity."

"And artifacts are nothing but external crutches. The cost of using those talismans? Ten years of lifespan per use."

Lin Chen crossed her legs, heels tapping against the floor.

"So tell me... how long can he possibly live?"

"Only real, trained experts like myself are fit to be Governor."

Zhao Ying almost burst out laughing.

She stared at Lin Chen like she had just said the dumbest sh*t imaginable.

"You’re telling me that the Headquarters classified Di Jiang as a ‘Marshal-rank’ threat?"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. The Elder Families and Demon Slayer Bureau Headquarters reviewed all submitted reports and jointly agreed on this classification."

Lin Chen spread her fingers.

"The devastation Di Jiang caused was less than 100 square kilometers. The death toll was under 100,000."

"A destruction level like that... is actually on the lower end of Marshal-rank entities."

"Do you know how many humans were converted into vampires in the Balkans?"

Lin Chen grinned.

"Over five million."

"Now that… is what you call Marshal-rank destruction."

Clink!

The sound of glass slamming onto a table cut through the room.

Even Xiang Xiaoyuan, usually the calmest person in the office, couldn’t hold back her anger.

"But Di Jiang’s destruction was contained only because Chen Huai’an arrived in time!"

"Exactly," Lin Chen said, tapping her heel lazily.

"Which is why, despite his lower than expected destruction, his potential was considered high enough to barely qualify as Marshal-rank."

Zhao Ying snorted.

She once believed the Demon Slayer Bureau represented the light of the world.

But now?

If Headquarters had truly rotted to the core...

Then what was the point of believing in them?

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Click!

A door opened at the back of the conference room.

Chen Huai’an yawned, rubbing his eyes as he stepped out.

His gaze swept the room before settling on Lin Chen.

"...A new recruit?"

Then, his gaze drifted lower, his brows knitting together in disapproval.

"Your thunder is way too big."

"No leather outfits allowed—it’s indecent."

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