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"Once you're in the Monitoring Bureau, you lose your integrity like any other passerby."
Tang Fei stood in front of the ancient, outdated gate of the Monitoring Bureau, muttering an Old Blue Star proverb from before the great disaster.
He knew the extreme evil and danger within, but he was not afraid; he even felt a hint of excitement and anticipation.
Like a wild cat that had caught the scent of blood, he relished the feeling of walking through the darkness.
He was meant to belong to the darkness; the light only made him unable to hide.
"Who's there? What are you skulking around the Monitoring Bureau's entrance for?" A guard on duty from inside the gate came over and pointed at Tang Fei, asking.
In the bureau, they differentiated job functions by the color of their clothes; blue was for security, black for inspection.
"I'm here to report," Tang Fei said with a cheerful smile.
"Report?" The guard approached Tang Fei and asked, "Which department?"
