"It's just... like that."

Li Ang waved his hand with a complex expression. After this, he couldn't hide his identity anymore, and his leisurely, light-hearted days were gone forever.

"Tsk, you need to get used to your identity sooner,"

The Drought Demon pouted at her proxy, with a sense of disappointment,

She turned to Su Ni Sheng, raised her chin, and said unceremoniously, "The debt hasn't been paid off yet,

you demolished his house, tied up his friends, and even planned a trial beating show for him. Just punishing a few people is nothing.

You need to compensate him significantly."

"..."

Su Ni Sheng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then waved her hand backward.

A dark shadow, wrapped by the howling gale, suddenly stopped. It was Chai Cuiqiao clad in Qinge Armor.

At this moment, her condition was not optimistic. The Qinge Armor was extremely vulnerable to the Vermilion Bird's burning wind,

and parts of her limbs and face had melted like a candle, exposing the thin spirit that should have been hidden within.

"You're okay."

Half of Chai Cuiqiao's face was exposed from the collapsed Qinge Armor, and upon seeing Li Ang standing intact, she managed to curve her lips slightly,

her legless feet couldn't stand firmly and almost fell to the ground.

Li Ang's neck muscles twitched, and he stepped forward in silence.

"Don't rush, expertise matters,"

The Drought Demon stopped the silent Li Ang with one hand, as Su Ni Sheng retrieved a thin-necked bottle made of mutton fat jade from the void, with a slender willow branch inserted in it.

Su Ni Sheng took the willow branch, dipped it in the water source of the mutton fat jade bottle, and sprinkled it on the Qinge Armor.

Immediately, the green smoke caused by the Vermilion Bird's burning wind vanished from the surface of the Qinge Armor,

the damaged parts rapidly restored, and even Chai Cuiqiao's spirit became exceptionally clear and solid.

"Wow, you even dug this out,"

The Drought Demon's eyes lit up and let go of Li Ang, letting him go to check if Chai Cuiqiao was alright.

Hoo.

Li Ang examined the Qinge Armor up and down, secretly sighed in relief,

fortunately, Chaichai was still somewhat distanced from the city at the time, or else with her essence as a lone ghost, facing the Vermilion Bird's burning wind head-on, there might have been nothing left of her.

"Wasn't I telling you to stay in the wasteland?"

Li Ang gritted his teeth and quietly reproached, flicking Chai Chai's forehead,

his fingertip even felt a bit painful.

Apparently, the mutton fat jade bottle in Su Ni Sheng's hand not only repaired the Qinge Armor but also evolved its essence.

"Wasn't I worried about you?"

Chai Chai covered her forehead with some grievance, initially wanting to complain more, but with the presence of the other three figures there,

especially the young Drought Demon, whose body continuously exuded an aura that filled Chai Chai, this lone ghost, with genuine dread,

making her stand obediently, hiding behind Li Ang, not daring to speak further.

"Um..."

The Drought Demon smacked her lips, still somewhat dissatisfied, "No way, helping this little ghost to replenish the three souls and seven spirits is at best treating an injured family member, something you all should have done.

My proxy exhausted all her demigod divine power, and given Earth's current condition, who knows how many years it will take to accumulate it all back.

This account is still unsettled."

"..."

Su Ni Sheng paused in retrieving the mutton fat jade bottle, looking towards the Drought Demon, coldly saying, "What do you want?"

"Just like the style of the Special Affairs Bureau, the one with the bigger fist sets the big picture,"

The Drought Demon grinned, saying, "With your current strength, even ten of you are no match for me.

So my fist is a bit bigger.

My proxy suffered such a huge loss, even losing her handy weapons,

At least you should compensate him with ten, eight, or even a hundred innate magic devices."

Why don't you just steal them?

Li Ang looked at the subtle twitch on the back of Su Ni Sheng's hand muscles, instinctively piecing together her thoughts in his mind.

Su Ni Sheng said, "He heavily injured the Vermilion Bird as well..."

The Drought Demon pouted, "That's self-defense."

Su Ni Sheng said indifferently, "The city's also destroyed by the battle's aftermath."

The Drought Demon was indifferent: "That's what you all deserved."

Su Ni Sheng slowly said, "About the dozens of previous cases..."

The Drought Demon folded her arms, with a mocking sneer on her face, "Don't tell me you truly care about those mortals' lives."

"..."

Su Ni Sheng was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and took out five items emitting a gentle glow from the void, letting them float above her palm.

These five items were,

a longsword that seemed to change shape like purple lightning;

a pitch-black, slowly rotating Rubik's cube of the third phase;

a weak, seemingly about to extinguish, pale flame;

a small, delicate jade seal;

and a broken rusty short knife stained with blood marks;

"Hmm?"

The Drought Demon's eyes instantly brightened, without saying anything cliché like "he wants them all", she stared straight at those five items.

Su Ni Sheng held up the five items with one hand, slightly pursing her lips, slowly said to Li Ang, "Choose one, as our compensation to you."

"This..."

Li Ang looked at these five items, even with his current perspective, he couldn't discern the mysterious degree inherent in these items.

Somewhat awkwardly, he clapped his hands, "Ahem, aren't there any item descriptions?"

"Relics of the Heterodox Academy, no descriptions. You'll see them once they are in your hands."

Su Ni Sheng said calmly, "Choose one."

"..."

Li Ang stepped forward, looking at the five flickering items, hesitated a moment, then reached his hand towards the violet lightning longsword.

His biggest issue now was his lack of offensive equipment and items,

The demigod Deadwood Titan form, though strong and versatile, capable of both offense and defense,

even able to contend against the Phantom Vermilion Bird,

had a limited amount of demigod divine power,

If he maintained the form under the constraints of a human shell without releasing it, his strength might only suffice to beat a foe on the level of a Zhongli Mieming.

After all, his psychic abilities weren't high enough yet to engage in high-level battles.

Merely hacking away... might be slightly reckless.

It didn't match Li Ang's positioning as a support player in the logistics division.

"Cough, cough!"

Seeing Li Ang reach for the violet lightning longsword, the Drought Demon coughed, looked up at the sky, as if admiring the clouds.

Li Ang quickly understood, withdrew his hand, and reached for the third-phase Rubik's cube.

"Cough."

The Drought Demon lightly coughed, inhaled deeply, turned to look at the broken high-rise buildings, as if admiring an apocalyptic scene.

Li Ang then reached towards the pale flame, and this time, the Drought Demon remained silent.

"Let's go with this one."

Li Ang grasped the flame, feeling no burning heat,

at the moment of contact, he saw the item's description in his view, "Hmm? This is..."

Engrossed in the item description, Su Ni Sheng slowly put away the remaining items, glanced at the Drought Demon, and said, "The contract is signed, I will patrol the otherworldly side routinely as promised."

With that, she turned her eyes to the now attentive Li Ang, stating calmly, "As for the Special Affairs Bureau, I will handle all the loose ends, no one will bother you again.

I invite you to be an honorary advisor for the Special Affairs Bureau, at the same level of power as the department head.

Let this turbulence pass, could you?"

Still immersed in the item's description, Li Ang hesitantly nodded, agreeing,

Su Ni Sheng nodded slightly, "I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be off now."

With that, she disappeared, leaving Li Ang, Chai Chai, the Drought Demon, and the penguin, remaining in place.