After the group photo, Wu Dahai entered the identity information of Gaoyang, Qingling, and Officer Wu into the company’s internal security system and issued them ID cards and “fake identities.” From now on, the three would be official employees, granted free access to the Millennium Building.
Gaoyang glanced at his ID card: Marketing Manager.
“Is there a salary?” Gaoyang asked.
“No,” Wu Dahai replied, eyeing him with amusement. “Are you short on cash?”
“Yes,” Gaoyang answered honestly, “my father was in a car accident, and his factory is facing bankruptcy. I want to help him out.”
“Oh, that’s tough,” Wu Dahai acknowledged, but dismissed the notion outright: “No.”
Gaoyang was taken aback. “Aren't you a billionaire? Can’t you be a little generous?”
Wu Dahai patted his shoulder sympathetically. “Brother, if you need money privately, let me know anytime. But helping Beasts is absolutely out of the question.”
“My family may not be Beasts,” Gaoyang insisted.
“Anyone who hasn’t Awakened is treated as a Beast,” Tengu said lazily. “It’s best to let them develop on their own. Awakened ones shouldn’t interfere with a Beast’s path.”
Noticing everyone’s gaze, Tengu quickly added, “Ah, I’m just quoting the captain.”
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“But isn’t Wang Zikai a Beast too?” Gaoyang argued. “And you lent him a sports car.”
“Wang Zikai’s different—a peculiar case. The organization wants to observe him, and besides, his family’s already wealthy. Wu Dahai lending him a car won’t alter his path,” White Rabbit said, winking at Gaoyang. “If you’re really eager to help your father, ask Wang Zikai. Let a Beast affect a Beast’s life path, simple as that.”
“True.” Gaoyang nodded.
“And even though you three have ID cards, it’s best to stay low-key,” White Rabbit continued, heading to the elevator. “Don’t assume that having the organization’s backing makes you invincible. Beasts are still cunning and dangerous, so keep a low profile when you’re not on duty.”
Gaoyang wholeheartedly agreed.
One by one, they stepped onto the elevator platform, returning to Wu Dahai’s extravagantly luxurious office.
With missions pending, Monkey, Rooster, Dead Pig, and Tengu departed, leaving Gaoyang, Qingling, Officer Huang, Wu Dahai, White Rabbit, and Lamb in the office.
White Rabbit glanced at Wu Dahai. “Is the renovation on -6F done?”
“Finished last week! It’s spectacular! Come, I’ll give you a tour!” Wu Dahai beamed proudly.
“What’s on -6F?” Gaoyang asked.
“One of the organization’s secret bases,” White Rabbit explained. “Think of it as Batman’s gear vault.”
Gaoyang had a vivid picture in his mind but voiced a concern, “Was it designed by Wu Dahai?”
“Impossible! I’d rather die than let his disastrous taste ruin it!” White Rabbit scoffed. “Tengu drew the blueprints—he’s the interior designer. Wu Dahai just footed the bill.”
“Huh, huh, ha ha! Use the nunchucks! Huh, huh, ha ha! Martial artists, remember—compassion is invincible…” Wu Dahai led the way, rapping with enthusiasm, oblivious to White Rabbit’s complaints, which he seemed well-accustomed to ignoring.
As the six were about to enter the private elevator, Gaoyang paused.
“Wait!”
White Rabbit turned. “What’s wrong?”
Gaoyang’s heart pounded, a fierce, chilling sense of murderous intent washing over him.
【Beep—】
【Warning! You are in an extremely dangerous situation.】
【Luck points multiplier increased by 2,500 times.】
“Something’s wrong… There’s danger!”