Chapter 64 - 62: Anomaly Report

Chapter 64: Chapter 62: Anomaly Report

This was a mission from the higher-ups.

Previously, the Anomaly Administration Bureau only had information on a single Supernatural Creature.

The Old Cat at the Bureau.

With the Gavel incident and the Yin Yang Master incident happening one after another, more and more Supernatural Creatures were appearing on the Anomaly Administration Bureau’s radar.

Starting today, the Anomaly Administration Bureau would establish a dedicated research department for Supernatural Creatures.

The Supernatural Creature Research Department would compile information on these beings and assign them Anomaly levels based on their Combat Power and the potential disasters they could cause.

Li Mingyue’s task was to compile information on the Supernatural Creatures she had personally witnessed.

"Anomaly Codename: Yin Yang Master."

"Created a tornado in the South Sea, killed Investigator Liu Wei, who wielded the Five Emperors Poison Coin..."

"Deceased."

"Recommended Anomaly Level: A Level."

Li Mingyue was only responsible for reporting the information. The official documentation and final disaster-level classification would be up to the Bureau.

"Anomaly Codename: Black Rain Elder."

"Emitted a dragon-like roar during the Gavel incident. During the Yin Yang Master incident, scales manifested on his body..."

"Recommended Anomaly Level: B Level."

...

"Anomaly Codename: Succubus."

Thinking of the Succubus, a hint of worry appeared in Li Mingyue’s eyes.

Meiting didn’t show up last night. ’Did something happen to her?’

Of course, it was also possible that the mysterious boss had many subordinates and didn’t always bring Meiting with him.

Li Mingyue continued writing:

"Present during the Gavel incident..."

"Recommended Anomaly Level: C Level."

Li Mingyue thought for a moment, then crossed out "C Level."

"Recommended Anomaly Level: E Level."

This was for personal reasons.

The Anomaly Administration Bureau would surely focus more of its attention on high-level Supernatural Creatures.

The lower Meiting’s level, the safer she would be.

...

"Anomaly Codename: Nine-tailed Fox."

"The Yin Yang Master’s power originated from the Nine-tailed Fox..."

"Recommended Anomaly Level: S Level!"

...

Li Mingyue recalled the scene where the Nine-tailed Fox had called that mysterious boss ’husband’.

She couldn’t help but shiver.

After defeating the Five Emperors Poison Coin, the Yin Yang Master still had enough power left to create a hurricane capable of annihilating South Sea City.

And the Yin Yang Master’s power came from the Nine-tailed Fox, who in turn called the mysterious boss her husband.

’Just what kind of being is that mysterious boss? A deity? He has to be, right? What codename should I give him?’

Li Mingyue recalled something the Yin Yang Master had said.

Before going berserk, the Yin Yang Master had roared that the mysterious boss’s victory was unfair, that all his methods came from Taboo Items.

Li Mingyue didn’t think there was anything unfair about it.

’He put all his skill points into his equipment; that’s a kind of talent in itself.’

The most incredible part was that the boss seemed to have a large number of the Taboo Items that both the Yin Yang Master and the Anomaly Administration Bureau coveted.

Li Mingyue pondered for a moment before writing in the document:

"The most powerful Supernatural Creature to appear thus far."

"The Nine-tailed Fox is his companion. Subject is a suspected deity..."

"Objective appears to be targeting Taboo Items and other Supernatural Creatures."

"Recommended Anomaly Level: S!"

Li Mingyue thought for a moment, then added another S after the first one.

SS Level!

As for the codename...

’His goal is to collect Taboo Items and kill Supernatural Creatures...’

Li Mingyue’s fingers flew across the keyboard:

"Anomaly Codename: Dusk!"

...

Dusk. South Sea. East District Street. A light rain was falling.

The sunset simmered the twilight clouds into orange-red silk.

The daylight melted into a pool of languid, molten gold, slowly spilling over the rooftops.

Jiang Chaosheng’s shadow stretched long and thin, as if about to dissolve into the fading light.

The tips of his shoes occasionally stepped into shallow puddles, shattering the halos of light.

Jiang Chaosheng held an umbrella, his pace unhurried.

Some people scurried for cover under the eaves, others at the bus stop waited numbly for their ride, and an office worker hurried past while talking on the phone...

Among the hurried sea of people, Jiang Chaosheng, strolling in the rain, was an anomaly.

Yes, he thought so too.

He used to look upon the Human World and find it merely noisy.

Now, observing the myriad facets of the world, he felt like he was watching an old movie—familiar and full of character.

As it turned out, he too had once been a nameless passerby in that old movie.

Jiang Chaosheng saw a bakery on the side of the street. Even from a distance, he could smell the aroma of bread.

He thought of his mother.

The mother he had before he was sent to the orphanage.

Back then, their family was very poor. His mother always said how delicious bread was and promised she would take him to the city to eat it one day.

Later, his mother broke her promise.

But Jiang Chaosheng came to see bread as the most delicious food in the world.

In reality, the bread he had eaten before was all full of preservatives, a completely different thing from freshly handmade bread.

In all his years, Jiang Chaosheng had never brought himself to buy a piece of handmade bread.

He stepped into the shop.

Suddenly, a little boy rushed out recklessly and bumped into Jiang Chaosheng’s leg.

The owner was chasing after him, brandishing a rolling pin.

"You little brat, don’t you run!"

The little boy quickly scrambled past Jiang Chaosheng’s leg and ran off.

Jiang Chaosheng saw that the boy was clutching a few pieces of bread and a bottle of milk.

Seeing a customer arrive, the owner stopped chasing and said with an embarrassed laugh:

"Sorry about that, sir. This kid is always coming here to steal bread."

"I just try to scare him off. It’s not like I can actually hit him."

Jiang Chaosheng gave a noncommittal "Oh."

He had no interest whatsoever in the fact that the owner’s shop had a little thief.

Jiang Chaosheng looked around the shop.

Toast, croissants, Danish pastries.

He didn’t recognize any of them.

He randomly picked a few types of bread that looked good.

He had them packaged and left.

Holding his umbrella, Jiang Chaosheng walked to the street corner and saw the little boy again.

The boy was squatting on the ground, tearing off a small piece of bread and feeding it to a little puppy.

He then poured some milk into his palm for the puppy to lick.

The puppy wagged its tail happily.

The boy giggled, amused, and only then did he start eating the bread himself, bite by bite.

Jiang Chaosheng approached him.

The boy immediately became alert, watching Jiang Chaosheng warily. The puppy started baring its teeth.

Jiang Chaosheng said,

"You don’t even have enough for yourself. Why are you feeding a stray dog?"

The little boy frowned.

"I’m a stray, but my dog isn’t. He’s not a stray dog."

Hearing this, Jiang Chaosheng was slightly taken aback.

Someone had once held a little version of him and said the same words.

"I’m an orphan, but my son isn’t!"

The little boy found Jiang Chaosheng annoying and asked,

"Mister, is there something else you want?"

Jiang Chaosheng’s gaze toward the boy softened.

"Then you shouldn’t steal, either."

The boy retorted indignantly,

"The bread and milk I took were expired! Taking things other people don’t want isn’t called stealing!"

Jiang Chaosheng was amused.

’This kid’s sophistry is just like mine. Hmm... and stealing when you’re starving is also very similar.’

Back when he was in the orphanage, he not only stole, but he also took things by force!

Jiang Chaosheng placed the bread in his hand in front of the boy.

"From now on, if you don’t have enough bread, wait for a rainy day and then wait for me here."

There were a few hundred yuan inside the bread bag, which the little boy didn’t see.

The boy sensed Jiang Chaosheng’s goodwill but remained stubborn.

"I don’t want your charity!"

Jiang Chaosheng chuckled lightly.

"It’s better than stealing."

The boy’s face instantly turned red.

"I wasn’t stealing! I wasn’t!"

After a moment.

The little boy looked at Jiang Chaosheng, scratched his head, and said,

"But what if it doesn’t rain for a long time?"

It wasn’t that he was desperate for Jiang Chaosheng’s bread.

It was just that no one had ever guided him like this before.

This feeling was nice.

Jiang Chaosheng pointed to the sky and said with a touch of disdain,

"It listens to me. When I tell it to rain, it rains."

The boy stared, blinked his eyes, and after looking at Jiang Chaosheng for a good while, said,

"Liar! You’re just tricking a kid!"