Chapter 255: then translation of title

Because Team Xiao Zhao also didn't bring back any useful information, we need to send out the first team again to check things over; Tushan Jiu, you few go take a trip later, first find out exactly what the other side is like, safety first, the others also set out together, establish a barrier, and get ready to provide support at any moment.

Xu Jiangshan gave a solemn reminder, and everyone in the meeting room replied in unison, 'Received.'

Everyone else went to make preparations, and for a moment the atmosphere in the office became quite tense.

But Tushan Jiu and her four were as steady as an old dog.

Wang Dongqing didn't take off his sunglasses, casually grabbed an apple from the tea room and gnawed on it.

Walking along, he voiced his puzzlement: 'How did that guy manage to hide for over a thousand years without being caught by the underworld officials? That's not normal.'

Even hiding for a hundred years would be considered impressive for that ghost; after all, the times are progressing, the Mysterious Gate and the underworld are also advancing, and error rates keep dropping.

It's like their business volume this year is obviously much lower than the total office volume from last year.

Now they basically have hardly any cases a month, and in the end they still have to go snatch tasks from the task pool, so they're very idle.

Maomao (the Wooden Puppet Sprite): 'You're asking, isn't that nonsense? Now we're just supposed to go investigate the cause; once we check, we'll know what's wrong.'

Wang Dongqing: 'Sigh, your application came through, huh? You're with us, who else would you be with? We have credentials, you don't!'

'Hey, sorry, my application actually came through, hehe!' Maomao patted Xiang Yichu's head, 'Xiang Bing Shan, let him see my fresh-off-the-press credentials from this morning.'

Seeing Maomao pat Xiang Yichu's head, Tushan Jiu's first thought was, 'If he keeps doing that, will Xiang Yichu go bald?'

Xiang Yichu didn't say anything; when Maomao told him to produce his credentials, he really took them out of his pocket and tossed them to Wang Dongqing.

Wang Dongqing caught it, opened it, and saw the photo was a fine wooden face of the wooden puppet sprite: 'Wow, not bad—you're giving the monster some face, the first ever officially registered monster! But couldn't you pick a different name? Afraid people won't know you're wood?'

Maomao snorted, 'I'm about to transform into human form; once I do, who'll know I'm wood! Also, the name Maomao wasn't chosen by me—it was given by Xiang Bing Shan.'

The three of them looked at Xiang Yichu.

Xiang Yichu sheepishly rubbed his nose, 'I'm not good at naming things; we'll just use it—it's pretty vivid and easy to remember.'

Maomao indicated it didn't matter; it was just a title.

It patted Xiang Yichu again: 'No problem, Xiang Bing Shan, I think it's great—I'll ask you to name me again next time!'

Xiang Yichu: '......' No need to give him this task.

Monsters are not demons; demons are living beings, whereas the wooden puppet sprite is an inanimate object.

It's similar to that stone sprite—very rare and extremely precious.

Furthermore, although the wooden puppet sprite hasn't transformed, its cultivation isn't low either—after all, it's an 'old fellow' from a thousand years ago.

Moreover, the four of them basically bring it along on every field mission, and even at gatherings it's indispensable, so they've long since developed a tacit understanding.

So that time when they were eating together and analyzing the case, its mouth never stopped, and Wang Dongqing joked, 'You've watched all those suspense dramas for nothing—you analyze so well, why not join our team and let you analyze to your heart's content?'

The result was just that one sentence; after Wang Dongqing finished speaking, they actually unanimously passed this 'proposal'.

Thus, a week ago, the wooden puppet sprite really submitted an application to Xu Jiangshan.

We thought such a special case could never be approved, or at least would take a long time to process—who would have imagined the office's efficiency would be this fast now?

Maomao raised its head, 'Hmph, this is China speed!'

Wang Dongqing snorted, tossed the credentials back to Xiang Yichu, 'Fine, still China speed—you know everything nowadays.'

Xiang Yichu casually slipped the credentials into his pocket and said, 'Exactly—it's a monster; if it were human, it would now need over a thousand degrees of myopia.'

Every night it doesn't sleep, holding a stylus and staring at its phone.

As for why it uses a stylus, it's not because its wooden finger fails to register on the screen, and even touchscreen gloves aren't small enough to fit its hand.

In short, despite all difficulties, it must break out of the original 2G network and join the 5G crowd, and also strive to be the one with the shortest usage time.

Now it looks successful; all that's left is to wait for its transformation.

However, they're all curious whether, after it transforms, it will be male or female.

The only one who knows is Tushan Jiu, but she said, 'If I told you, there'd be no surprise; anyway, the time is almost up, so let everyone just wait.'

So they decided to just open a blind box.

Xiang Yichu exposed Maomao's background; Maomao flew into a rage and went to grab his hair, but before its hand even touched his hair, it was instead seized by the back of the neck and lifted off his shoulder.

Maomao flailed its limbs in struggle, all to no avail, then wailed for Xiang Yichu to let it go.

Tushan Jiu walked at the rear, a smile playing on her lips as she watched the few of them.

Laughing, they exited the building and headed straight for the parking lot.

The other teams behind them, including Lin Xue'er and a few others, all wore looks of helplessness.

Faced with such a thorny, once-in-a-century big task, only their team could laugh about it.

They really ought to learn this mindset.

At the rear gate, vehicles streamed out of the alley one after another, heading in the same direction.

Leading the line was a white SUV, which belonged to Maomao.

The place where Zhao Yuanhu's team ran into trouble was at the border of Nan Cheng.

There was nothing there except a grove of trees and a low hill—not even a village.

The vehicles stopped by the roadside.

The four got out.

Tushan Jiu opened her heavenly eye and detected a wisp of black energy emanating from deep within the woods.

She pointed in that direction: 'Over there, let's go—let's go meet him.'

Tushan Jiu pressed her earpiece communicator: 'We're ready to set out; you wait outside for now, and we'll let you know when we have news.'

'Okay, stay safe.'

'Mm, received.'

Tushan Jiu formed a seal with one hand, and a ghost-head blade appeared in her grip; the four of them plus the puppet stepped into the forest.