I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 87 The End of the Universe is Fabrication, Supernatural Items!!!

"Are all these people from the Special Affairs Bureau?"

Lin Yuan looked back. The cafeteria was large, but it was packed with people, at least three to five hundred, and this was just one city.

If this were applied nationwide, how many people would there be?

Just how powerful is this special affairs bureau?

"Of course not. Most of them are just normal medical workers, and not many people know about the Special Affairs Bureau. There aren't many special events, and they won't be disclosed to the public to avoid causing panic."

"This situation is rare even across the country."

"Only cities that experience special events will urgently set up corresponding branch offices, mainly to assist our work."

"However, I heard that the General Administration is preparing to set up branch offices in major cities across the country as a precaution, so that if something really happens, there will be no coordination problems when the action team goes there."

The explanation wasn't formal; it was just a casual chat, but it made most of the situation clear.

The Special Affairs Bureau's role is similar to that of the headquarters in the mysterious resurrected world, but its influence and development level are clearly much lower.

Moreover, as frontline action team members, they would obviously not be stationed in one city by one person, but rather in teams of several people traveling all over the country.

Is this because special events occur infrequently?

"How many people are in the action team now? How many teams like yours are there? If special events occur in major cities, can you handle the workload?"

Lin Yuan asked curiously.

Chen Hong snapped her fingers and said with a smile, "You're really smart, you got right to the point! But you haven't officially started working yet, so there are some things you can ask about but I can't tell you, otherwise you'll be punished for leaking information."

When the two entered the private room, Li Jun and two others were eating and chatting.

"It's perfect timing, Lin Yuan. How did you decide last night?" Li Jun greeted him with a smile.

Lin Yuan put down his plate and sat down, asking instead of answering, "Even if I don't agree, you'll probably keep monitoring me, right?"

"That's natural. Your abilities are far beyond what ordinary people can handle, so to prevent you from using them to harm ordinary people, we naturally need to keep an eye on you."

Li Jun spoke while observing Lin Yuan's condition.

Unlike his obvious restlessness last night, Lin Yuan was full of energy today. If he hadn't arranged for someone to check on him in the ward, no one would have known that the kid hadn't slept all night.

As long as you are in good spirits, you won't have any physical problems.

What a nuclear-powered ox or horse!

Li Jun's eyes grew increasingly satisfied, causing Lin Yuan to cautiously take a step back.

"Pfft!"

A soft laugh drew everyone's attention.

Lin Bei quickly waved his hand and said, "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help it. It's just that your movements were so similar to Sister Hong's yesterday, both so... funny. By the way, my name is Lin Bei, we're about the same age."

Lin Bei?

Despite being prepared, Lin Yuan still found it utterly absurd to hear this familiar name.

If all the special agents I encounter in real life have the same names and appearances as the captains and leaders in my fantasy world, wouldn't that be too much of a coincidence?

and……

He glanced at Lin Bei's head; he had hair, which wasn't the style of someone going to a Buddhist academy.

"Don't listen to this kid. He's two years younger than you. Call him 'little brother' from now on."

Another person next to him bluntly contradicted him, extending his hand and saying, "Hello Lin Yuan, my name is Zhang Jian. We're actually the same age."

"You bastard Zhang Jian, you actually sabotaged me?"

Lin Bei angrily started arguing with Zhang Jian.

It was clear that they got along very easily, unlike the silent and gloomy bodyguard from last night, though there was a hint of something deliberate about it.

Lin Yuan: "..."

The post-production team leader at headquarters has become colleagues with the person in charge of WeChat Moments?

"Alright, stop fooling around, you'll make a fool of yourself."

Chen Hong snorted irritably, which silenced Lin Bei and Zhang Jian.

It's clear that she holds some prestige within the team.

After dealing with her two younger brothers, Chen Hong said to Li Jun, "Your gaze just now was terrifying. Couldn't you have toned it down a bit?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Li Jun apologized with a smile, having toned it down considerably, "Xiao Lin, I scared you, I'm sorry."

Lin Yuan complained, "It's not that it scared me, but it's a bit like the way my boss looked at us new employees when I first graduated and started working."

Li Jun said, "Looking forward to it?"

Lin Yuan glanced at him. "No, it's the look you give a cow or a horse."

Li Jun: "..."

Am I that obvious?

"But I don't care about being treated like cattle or horses, as long as the compensation for my incompetence is paid properly. As long as I get the reward I deserve for doing the work, working overtime or doing extra work is no big deal," Lin Yuan said earnestly.

no way.

He's short of money!

Whatever happens in his delusional world doesn't help him much in reality. He still has his parents who raised him, his younger sister who grew up with him, and the rest of his life to live.

Since the ability he brought back from the illusion could help him get a new job and he wouldn't have to worry about being treated as an oddball, he naturally had his own ideas.

"I understand, you want to know about the compensation, right? Don't worry, the compensation here is very good. The base salary is 100,000 per month, and for every task you go on, whether you succeed or fail, you'll get a performance bonus of 100,000."

The five social insurances and two housing funds are all provided according to the highest standards.

During the mission, you may temporarily gain administrative authority over the local law enforcement agency.

However, it's important to note that the use of this privilege will be reviewed afterward. Any misconduct, or actions motivated by personal gain rather than for handling specific events, will be subject to corresponding penalties.

Li Jun gave a general explanation and was quite satisfied to see that Lin Yuan was not overjoyed by this treatment.

Little did he know that in this delusional world, the person in charge had far greater privileges and authority than Li Jun had described; they were practically local tyrants of a city.

How could he be shocked by a mere monthly salary of 100,000 plus a performance bonus of 100,000?

"If I agree now, will I receive these benefits?"

Lin Bei laughed and said, "Joining the Special Affairs Bureau's action team is simple. As long as you pass the review and have special abilities, you're good to go. We've already reviewed your file; you have no criminal record. Last night and just now were essentially interviews. As long as Captain Li reports to his superiors, we'll be colleagues. Also, what Captain Li just mentioned is only the basic salary. There are also some promotion opportunities and benefits later. I'll tell you about them in detail when we have time."

"Okay, then, Captain Li, does this mean I've passed the interview?" Lin Yuan asked expectantly.

This isn't some mysterious resurrected world, and there are no supernatural events here. It's just a special event. Do you think we can treat them like consumables?

Besides, the end of the universe is the fabric!

"There's one last step, which is about your personal profile, or rather, about your abilities."

Li Jun said after careful consideration, "It doesn't need to be too specific, but we need a general direction so that everyone can cooperate during the operation."

Chen Hong continued, "Don't misunderstand, we all register for this; it's not targeted at any individual. We certainly won't use this as an excuse to drag you into human experimentation or anything like that. After all, there are many of us ahead of you; it's not your turn."

"I see."

Chen Hong's joking explanation put Lin Yuan at ease.

He didn't have any worries about this. After all, he was a reader who had accepted the mysterious resurrection setting, so he knew that this was a normal thing. Even the local tyrant-like person in charge had to report information.

However, the reporting process is very flexible and depends entirely on the individual.

"My physical abilities are better than normal, but I don't know exactly how much better. Then there's the theatrical pattern erosion. As long as I see a shadow, I can use the theatrical pattern to invade and prevent the target from moving through the shadow."

This was all thanks to last night's experience; otherwise, he wouldn't have known that he could actually use the "Drama Pattern Erosion" technique in reality.

"Theatrical tattoos?"

Recalling the colorful patterns that appeared on Chen Hong's shadow last night, Li Jun asked again, "Is it gone?"

What about the ability to foresee the future?

"there is none left."

Upon hearing this answer, Li Jun, Chen Hong, Lin Bei, and Zhang Jian exchanged glances, but none of them brought it up.

"Okay, I'll report your situation to my superiors."

As Li Jun spoke, he took out his phone, a seemingly ordinary smartphone, not the kind of brick-like satellite positioning phone used by the person in charge in the fantasy world.

Lin Yuan glanced at it a few more times.

This difference made him feel increasingly at ease.

The phone call was short. Although Li Jun's tone was solemn, it was more of an equal attitude than a report to a superior.

Three minutes later, Li Jun ended the call.

"Lin Yuan, your file has been recorded. From now on, you will temporarily join our team. Since you were also a witness to the Kang Jinshan incident, you will come with us on missions."

"Okay, but..."

Lin Yuan glanced at the group and said, "Captain, Sister Hong, shouldn't you let me know about your abilities?"

"I'll go first."

As the team leader, Li Jun raised his hand, but there was nothing there. Suddenly, a burst of green flames appeared. "This is not some kind of battle aura, but flames, green flames, which have a considerable suppressive effect on special things."

Isn't that just a will-o'-the-wisp?

Lin Yuan remained silent and quickly looked at the others.

Chen Hong laughed and said, "You seem to be in a hurry. My abilities aren't as convenient as Captain Li's, but they have a lot in common with the story of Ma Liang and his magic paintbrush."

A calligraphy brush!

It looked no different from any other calligraphy brush on the market, and then it suddenly appeared in Chen Hong's hands.

"You can call me Sister Hong with the Magic Pen, but my pen isn't as overpowered as in the story. It can't draw everything. It's mainly used to draw faces and can be used to create some simple tool figures."

Without dipping the brush in ink, the dry nib fell onto the mahogany table.

In just half a minute, a simple face mask was drawn. The next moment, the face mask seemed to come alive and jumped off the wooden table, turning into a wooden figure wearing a mask.

"The more realistic the face is, the more resilient and durable the 'tool' will be."

Lin Yuan: "..."

He suddenly looked at Lin Bei, who was preparing to demonstrate his abilities, and asked, "Your ability isn't related to mirrors, is it?"

You still say you can't predict the future?

Lin Bei's eyes widened, and he suddenly glanced at Li Jun, his meaning clearly saying: This kid has been hiding something from us, and it's the biggest one yet.

"Since you know that, then I won't show it. Anyway, using abilities is tiring. Don't be fooled by Hong Jie's incredible abilities; she'll get bored if you make her draw a few faces."

"Lin Bei, do you have a death wish?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

After all the commotion, Lin Bei and Zhang Jian ultimately failed to demonstrate their abilities.

Seeing the group bickering and joking around, Lin Yuan knew he was being suspected, but he couldn't say anything and could only pretend not to know.

"We've eaten enough, let's go up the mountain!"

The weather is bad today.

While in the city, you can still see the rising sun, but when you get to the mountain, it's already drizzling, and the air is filled with a chilly dampness.

Fortunately, the rain was not heavy and did not have a significant impact on their actions.

"This is where the incident occurred."

The group stood by the plaza atop Kangjin Mountain, holding umbrellas, but did not go inside immediately.

A light drizzle fell over the square, and there was no one there, but there were several human figures drawn with white lines on the floor, which were the last poses of the previous victims.

In a normal criminal case, this would be a very important clue.

However, it is of little use in special events.

Li Jun's gaze remained fixed on the center of the square, where a raised platform stood with nine steps on each side, totaling three meters in height.

On the high platform stands a bell that exudes the aura of time.

The raindrops hitting it made a dense sound, adding a touch of age to the clock.

"Based on the information we have, this bell should be the source of this incident. It's almost time for the daily bell ringing. I'll go ring the bell in a bit. You all need to leave the area around the square."

The clock chimes at the same time every day, at seven o'clock in the morning.

As the team leader, Li Jun naturally took the initiative to rush to the front, and no one else stopped him.

"Captain, don't worry, I'll keep you cool here."

Before Zhang Jian could finish speaking, Chen Hong slapped him on the back of the head. "Can't you say something nicer? What do you mean by 'go without worry'?"

"Sister Hong, I was wrong."

Without hesitation, Zhang Jian apologized immediately. Turning his head, he saw Lin Yuan looking at him with a strange expression. His face flushed instantly. Using his body as cover, he pointed at Chen Hong and then at Li Jun, winking at him with an ambiguous look.

"Zhang Jian!" Chen Hong's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Zhang Jian froze, then quickly pretended nothing had happened and pulled a whistle from his pocket.

It's just a whistle, the kind you get for elementary school kids on the market, the kind you get for free with a pack of instant noodles, not to mention the price.

It has a cheap or low-quality feel.

The moment Lin Yuan saw the whistle, his body tensed up, and the feeling of sensing supernatural power that he had when he was a ghost tamer in the illusion returned.

"That's right! This thing is a paranormal object!!!"