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28th Floor, Third Squad.

Duan Ling was asleep. After fiercely releasing the pent-up emotions in her heart, under the persuasion of all team members, she entered the rest area without saying a word.

Now, only a little over 10 official members remained.

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over these people.

"Those who are alive, and can still move," Fang Qingyu's voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone. "Starting now, we'll take shifts. I'll take the first watch; the rest of you, split up according to your injuries and abilities."

The command was concise and direct.

No extra concern was necessary.

In such times, clear tasks and goals instead allow people to temporarily detach from overwhelming grief, grabbing a hold of a point of reality.

No one raised objections.

Fang Qingyu's strength had been proven multiple times, and under the shadow of great casualties, following orders became an instinctive response.

Those who made it back alive were elites; even if both body and mind were exhausted, the discipline ingrained in their bones allowed them to quickly adjust their state.

Fang Qingyu wasn't seriously injured.

Only the weakness after the Blood Burst and the mental fatigue required time to recover from.

As he was currently in the best condition, Fang Qingyu naturally took the frontline.

The team members silently started grouping, arranging equipment, and treating minor wounds for each other.

The atmosphere remained heavy.

But that suffocating sense of despair seemed to be slightly dispelled by these clear divisions of labor.

Qin Hui walked over with a still steaming paper cup, handing it to Fang Qingyu.

"Mouse ordered you some hotpot; make do with it."

Fang Qingyu took it.

The warmth of the paper cup transferred through his palm; opening the lid, the rich aroma of the broth mixed with the scent of fish balls and radishes wafted out.

Picking up a skewer, he poked a fish ball and slowly took a bite.

The taste was quite ordinary, even a bit salty, but the hot food did indeed dispel some of the cold and fatigue once in his stomach.

"Outside... how is it?"

Fang Qingyu asked softly, while eating.

Qin Hui leaned on the nearby sofa, his eyes dim: "Tragic. Although aside from the Force Field that Sister Duan mentioned, the other areas have been handled, the reserves... about a fifth were filled in, several squads almost like ours, their structure almost decimated."

The chewing stopped slightly in Fang Qingyu's mouth; he said nothing, just stuffed the remaining fish ball into his mouth.

Just then, the door to the rest area was pushed open.

Qi Hao peeked his head in, with a fatigued yet excited look on his face: "Qingzi, the special delivery has arrived!"

Fang Qingyu's eyes flickered, handing the rest of the hotpot to Qin Hui: "You guys watch over it first, let me know immediately if anything happens."

"Don't worry." Qin Hui took the cup and nodded heavily.

Fang Qingyu said no more, and quickly walked out of the rest room, where Qi Hao was waiting at the door holding a special delivery box printed with the Divine Management Bureau's logo.

"Everything's here, the quantity's correct." Qi Hao handed over the box—it was quite weighty.

Fang Qingyu took the box. "Thanks for your hard work, go help Brother Qin keep watch, I'll be back soon."

"Got it." Qi Hao responded, walking into the rest area.

With the box in hand, Fang Qingyu headed directly to the elevator.

He intended to press the floor for the training ground.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Seeing the words "Zou Lingzhu Chief" on the screen, Fang Qingyu frowned slightly.

What's he want from me at this time?

"Hello?"

"Come down to me."

Zou Lingzhu's words were concise, ending the call as soon as he finished speaking.

Fang Qingyu had no choice but to go to the 9th basement level first.

The elevator smoothly descended, the digital display jumping from 28 to B9, and after a slight feeling of weightlessness, the door silently slid open.

A scent far more intense and complex than the upper levels surged forward.

The heavy scent of disinfectant was the base, mixed with the distinctive sharpness of formalin, and an indescribable smell of decayed stench...

A guess as to how many Life Ghost corpses had been sent here today.

This was why the smell was so terrifying.

Fang Qingyu, familiar with this place, walked straight to the end of the corridor where a heavy metallic door stood.

Hearing the incoming footsteps, Zou Lingzhu didn't raise his head, just nodded towards the chair beside him with his chin: "Sit."

Placing the special delivery box at his feet, Fang Qingyu sat down without making a sound to disturb.

The office was filled with only the faint clattering of virtual keyboard keystrokes and the low humming from large-scale equipment coming through the walls.

After about half a minute, Zou Lingzhu stopped his operation, and the data stream on the screen stood still. He finally raised his head, his gaze through his glasses accurately landing on Fang Qingyu.

"I heard you killed a 'Bone Buddha' today?" Zou Lingzhu cut to the chase, his voice, like his persona, calm, efficient, with no unnecessary emotion.

Fang Qingyu was slightly startled, not expecting the news to travel so fast, even less expecting that she would ask about this. "Yes," he succinctly confirmed.

"The body is still at your temporary recovery zone, has it not been processed in time?" Zou Lingzhu leaned forward slightly, her hands intertwined on the tabletop, "Half of it, are you selling?"

Fang Qingyu's eyes flashed.

The Bone Buddha was a standout among Sinful Embryo Levels, its bones, core, and even some of its special flesh tissues were very valuable.

The Divine Management Bureau usually had a whole set of procedures for recovery, dissection, research, and distribution. Such direct purchasing of half a body was rare unless it was exceptionally special or urgently needed.

"Someone made an offer?" Fang Qingyu asked in a calm tone.

"Yes." Zou Lingzhu nodded without any concealment, "And the price is very high. The other party specified this half of the complete Bone Buddha, the sooner the better."