My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"This is the Supernatural Bureau!"

"Yu, say something!"

"Don’t... don’t go any further..."

Silent, Chen Yu dragged his neighbor forward and walked into the lobby of the "Human Supernatural Bureau Qingcheng Office," scanning the area, he found the duty officer in a cubicle by the window.

The staff member was an old man, his thinning hair in a receding pattern, flipping through a newspaper. Hearing someone enter, he didn’t look up.

"Hello," Chen Yu greeted as he released his slightly panicked neighbor, pointing to the photo at the very top of the "staff board" on the wall, "I am looking for the director of your office."

"The director has left work," the old man said without looking up.

Chen Yu: "Make him come to work."

The old man glanced up, creasing his brow as he peered at Chen Yu: "What is it you need? You can talk to me."

"You can’t handle it," Chen Yu dismissed with a wave of his hand. "Even the director wouldn’t be qualified enough."

"Yu... Yu, you really got the wrong place, right?" The plump neighbor was already so frightened that his face had gone pale, tugging anxiously at Chen Yu’s sleeve, "This is the Supernatural Bureau! What are you trying to do?"

After looking back and forth between Chen Yu and the plump neighbor for a moment, the duty officer returned to his newspaper: "I already told you, the director has left work. Come back tomorrow if it’s important."

The Supernatural Bureau was undoubtedly the top echelon of power in human society.

It possessed terrifying capabilities to influence and even control all professions, groups, and regions.

However, the offices of the Bureau in various cities and counties were rather idle places.

After all, any Transcendent was a being with immense authority. Their deployment, assignment, operations, and tasks were coordinated and handled by central government departments.

They were never assigned to an "office," the most grassroots level of the system.

Even the office directors came and left work on time every day.

Thus, the so-called Bureau offices in various cities and counties generally served merely as a "ceremonial" interface with the ordinary human society.

Apart from cases where a "Transcendent" happened to stay there for a few days due to official duties, what other use could such offices possibly have?

What other matters could possibly arise?

"Tomorrow at ten AM, the director will be at work. If you need him, come back then," the old man said impatiently, waving his hand. "Now, please leave. This isn’t a place for ordinary people to linger."

"Are you so formidable?" Chen Yu was astonished.

In this old man, he actually saw a reflection of a public servant from his previous life.

Anger began to blaze fiercely.

Chen Yu felt his "Beastial Strength" ability almost bursting out in fury.

If the Iron Blood Gang could have recruited this old man, perhaps he would have escaped long ago...

"I’m warning you, old man," Chen Yu leaned over the desk, speaking earnestly to the duty officer: "We are indeed here on serious business. And it’s too much for you to handle. Now, immediately, at once, make your director come to work, within three minutes. Otherwise, you’ll be responsible for the consequences."

"Can’t you understand human speech, young man?" the old man frowned, finally setting down his newspaper, looking Chen Yu up and down: "What exactly is the matter?"

"My friend has awakened a supernatural ability," Chen Yu stood upright, hands in his pockets. "Is that significant enough?"

"Snap!"

The duty officer stood up abruptly, his back straightened, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at the plump neighbor beside Chen Yu: "Aw... Aw... Awakened a supernatural ability?!"

"Holy shit! Awakened a supernatural ability?" The plump neighbor was also startled, spinning around looking for someone: "Who?"

"It’s you, silly," Chen Yu smiled.

But after he spoke, he felt his words might have been too sweet, and he immediately corrected himself, "It’s you, you big idiot."

"Me?" The chubby neighbor was startled, then plunged into boundless fear, "Yu... Yu... Yu... Yu, don’t spout nonsense! It’s a matter of life and death!"

Seeing this, the shocked duty officer was also hesitant, and after scrutinizing the chubby neighbor closely, he sternly told Chen Yu, "Young man, there are some things you shouldn’t say carelessly. This is no joke."

Although the Supernatural Bureau’s offices had the responsibility of searching and recruiting Transcendents, the times had changed to the era of the internet and communications.

If anyone awakens with a superpower, they just dial the emergency number, and immediately, specialists arrive, armed and protective, politely escorting them away.

Who would personally come to the office to register?

"I don’t have the time or energy to joke with you." Chen Yu was expressionless, "If I speak falsely, the law will punish me. But if what I’m saying is true and your office doesn’t handle it diligently, the consequences are also yours to bear."

The duty officer’s pupils slightly constricted and dilated, he decisively picked up the phone on the desk and called the chief.

Better safe than sorry.

If they really "send away" a Transcendent who had awakened powers, the top leader of Qingcheng City would be in trouble...

"Hello? Chief? Are you studying English? Stop studying, we have someone here claiming to have awakened powers, a Transcendent. Right! Right here!

Hurry up."

"Ah? No... no such thing! I never claimed to be a Transcendent!" The chubby neighbor was petrified, hastily denying, "I’m not! I’m not a Transcendent!"

"Click."

The phone hung up, the duty officer, with a stern expression, said, "True or not, we’ll find out soon."

With that, he stepped out from behind his desk, courteously helping the chubby neighbor, "Come with me to the reception hall, please. Would you prefer tea or a beverage?"

Real or fake.

It never hurts to be humble when dealing with someone labeled a "Transcendent."

If it turns out to be fake, they’ll just "beat" him back home and that’s that...

"Chen Yu! You’ve really done it this time!" The neighbor broke free from the old man’s grasp, looking at Chen Yu in terror, "Normal pranks are one thing, but this is no joking matter!"

"I just ask, do you believe me?" Chen Yu’s lips curved up.

"Right now, I don’t believe you at all."

"..." Chen Yu’s smile faded.

"Sir, call back, don’t let your supervisor come." The neighbor was almost crying, "I’m not a Transcendent. I haven’t awakened any powers."

"Please have a seat first," the duty officer said with a grin that wasn’t quite a smile, "If it’s really not true, we’ll discuss it then."

"Will there even be a ’then’ for me?" The chubby neighbor struggled free from his grasp and turned to leave.

Chen Yu grabbed hold of the chubby neighbor, "Brother, you don’t understand yourself well enough. But me, I understand you."

"You understand shit!" The neighbor was horrified, "Let go of me, let me go!"

"A Transcendent? Where is the Transcendent?" At that moment, a middle-aged man dashed in from the back door, first scouting out the reception hall, finding nobody, then stumbling into the main hall, "Where is the Transcendent?"

"Chief, over here!" The duty officer pointed at the chubby neighbor.

"Hello! Hello, hello!" The chief almost crawled over, grabbing the chubby neighbor’s hand, shaking all over with excitement, "Welcome, honored Transcendent, to our Qingcheng Office!"

"..." Silently, the chubby neighbor squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, "Well... well, Chief, you’ve worked hard, but actually..."

"Won’t you salute the great man!" Chen Yu called out from behind.

"Ah, right!" The chief caught on, hastily stepped back, and deeply bowed to the neighbor, "Welcome, honored Transcendent, to the Qingcheng City Office!"

The chubby neighbor could no longer hold it in and burst into tears.

"Chen Yu, fuck your grandpa."

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