Anywhere to Go Express Company Building.

Chu He, Han Bingjie, Murong Hong, as well as siblings Yue Shan and Yue Qin, walked through the entrance.

"The people from the 13th floor are back!"

In the reception hall on the first floor, people from other floors saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise, "They went on a team-building task, right?"

"Only a few people died, most of them came back intact. Indeed, it's no wonder Chu He is a wise man!"

...

The clamor reached their ears, Yue Shan and Yue Qin exchanged a glance, and looking at their own empty sleeve, they were speechless for a long time.

Chu He sighed inwardly as well.

If it weren't for Gui Yi's intervention, when that ancient mansion's owner descended, there would be only one outcome for all of them—annihilation!

There was no second possibility!

His gaze shifted and soon landed on a conspicuous office desk.

It seemed to be a luxury version reserved for chairmen and general managers, bought by some employee to please Zhong Shenxiu.

Now, it was prominently placed in the center of the hall.

Zhong Shenxiu's chair had also been replaced with genuine leather, and he was playing on a computer in his security guard uniform.

Chu He approached, catching a glimpse of a row of playing cards out of the corner of his eye.

He kept his expression unchanged and lowered his voice, "Thank you, we're back."

"Mm!"

Zhong Shenxiu put down his solitaire game, picked up the thermos cup beside him.

"The Foundation doesn't seem too keen to interact with us, likely due to some memetic considerations, but they still really want to meet you..."

Chu He said, "And that Deceit Master Jiang Hua has also been handed over to them, apparently set to be sent to a mental hospital..."

"If a Deceit Master goes insane after a couple of tricks, they would have all died off a long time ago..."

Zhong Shenxiu took a sip of goji berry tea, pondering, "So... the target of the deceit skill is also very important, huh? Facing a particularly powerful spirit, perhaps just one targeted dissipation can send a Deceit Master into complete mental collapse..."

"And ordinary spirits may require a hundred dissipations before anything happens?"

"So... I feel they might be very interested in our mystical items and this kind of Deceit Skill..." Chu He sighed, "Han Bingjie is very disappointed. After all, he finally found an organization that deals with spirits, only to find out that they are weak."

"But I can actually understand them because humans are truly powerless against spirits. Just maintaining this superficial calm has cost them so much mental strength..."

"Actually, I think compared to the things I've developed, the Deceit Master system might be more suitable for the Foundation." Zhong Shenxiu mused and continued, "After all, even if the deceit skill goes wrong, at most it will create some mentally ill and mad people. But if we get it wrong, we might create several spirits..."

"You can discuss this with them..."

Chu He handed over a business card, "You set the time and place."

Zhong Shenxiu received it and noticed it contained some mystical energy, seemingly processed for division and protection, with only a series of numbers on it.

"Alright, I will find time to meet them."

He agreed, redirecting his attention to the game and casually said, "I'm planning to go on a vacation for a while. Even a security guard deserves paid leave, right..."

Chu He's pupils contracted, as the joy from surviving the team-building task instantly evaporated.

After all, without Gui Yi, there was no last line of safety, and replenishing mystical items was also a major issue.

But he couldn't persuade Gui Yi and just continued to listen.

"... I'm giving you a chance, to survive, to live until the annual meeting... If you're still alive by then, you might have a chance to leave the company!"

Suddenly, a voice made Chu He freeze as if struck by lightning, standing still.

His voice trembled slightly, "Really... Really?"

"I'm not lying to you. After all..." Zhong Shenxiu revealed a meaningful smile, "Pigs are fattened up before the new year so they can be slaughtered..."

...

Half a month later.

Wen Wanqing and her best friend Wan Xiaolou were shopping in the city center.

"Let me tell you... that shop is really nicely decorated, very upscale, it took me a while to get a reservation..."

Wan Xiaolou, with her fair and clean look, was the kind that didn't seem beautiful at first glance but grew on you. She was holding her best friend's hand at the moment, "You'll accompany me, won't you..."

"Going for a meal is fine, but don't think about setting me up with someone..."

Wen Wanqing rolled her eyes, "Besties are supposed to grow old together..."

"As if that's gonna happen!"

Amidst their playful banter, Wan Xiaolou and Wen Wanqing arrived at the 'Purple Cloud Pavilion.' It was surprisingly surrounded by vegetation, making it a peaceful retreat in the bustling city, and it looked quite stylish.

"Xiaolou, I've figured it out, you must have latched onto some rich tycoon, or maybe you're planning to sell me off..."

Wen Wanqing put on a detective's face, "How else could you afford this?"

"Hehe... sorry, I never told you, but I am actually a rich second generation..."

Wan Xiaolou hopped forward excitedly, "I booked this three days ago..."

"Yes, madam, you have great taste. Our Purple Cloud Pavilion has very high standards..." The greeter, a beauty capable of scoring eighty out of a hundred, also exuded professional pride, leaving Wan Xiaolou beaming with face-saving pleasure.

Then, she saw a guy in a security guard uniform strutting past with an arrogant demeanor.

"Is he your security?"

In that instant, Wan Xiaolou started to doubt her choice.

"No... not at all!"

The face of the welcoming hostess turned blank, her first thought being—there's no way we could have such a cocky security guard here!

She conveyed a look to a true security guard dressed in a black suit and bow tie, asking what to do.

The senior security guard spread his hands, indicating his helplessness.

In the service industry, the customer is king; if someone likes to wear a security uniform, what could he do?

Tap, tap!

Just then, two lines of real black-clad security personnel emerged, lining up to welcome.

A blond, blue-eyed young western woman in a neat white suit, with a distinct career line, approached Zhong Shenxiu, bending nearly ninety degrees, "I am Angel, the secretary of the foundation, welcome, Mr. Gui Yi!"

"Hmm... although I chose this place on a whim, it does seem to have a nice environment."

Zhong Shenxiu scanned his surroundings and nodded in satisfaction.

"We have prepared the best private room for you, or would you like the place cleared out?"

Angel asked with a smile.

Although she claimed to be a secretary, there's a huge disparity in power between secretaries.

At least, with the foundation's clout, there was no one in City D they couldn't offend.

"That's okay, I'm just a working-class guy, why disrupt someone else's business..."

Zhong Shenxiu ascended the stairs under the welcome of Angel.

Wan Xiaolou and Wen Wanqing were rendered somewhat speechless, "Are the big shots these days so down-to-earth? Wearing security uniforms to experience the life of the lower class?"

The greeter looked admiringly at the suit-wearing security, her face full of praise, as if saying 'Big brother, you indeed have sharp eyes and knew everything in advance.'

The suited security tried to maintain his expression, sporting an awkward yet polite smile, with only one thought in mind: 'Fellow security, how do you stand out so much?'

...

In the private room.

The room was shrouded in silence; some method must have been used for isolation.

Even, there was a 'barrier' of a mystical sense.

After Zhong Shenxiu settled into the private room, Angel personally brought over some tea.

"To tell you the truth, I am very interested in some information about the foundation."

He commented lightly while sipping his tea.

"We invited Mr. Gui Yi, of course, we are well prepared."

Angel fetched a silver metallic briefcase, and after entering the code, the case automatically opened, revealing a set of documents.

"This information is only accessible to B-level members and above within our foundation, it shows our sincerity!"

"Nice!"

Zhong Shenxiu unapologetically took it and began to quickly flip through the pages.

The beginnings contained an introduction to 'Deceit,' studies on some laws, and several cases of heavy losses.

He flipped past these quickly, arriving at the section he was most interested in—some conjectures about Deceit.

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