Many of the janitors present were astonished by the appearance of the person before them.
Especially those like Jiang Huihui, who were preparing to enter the ruins and battle the alien races for the first time.
Previously, they had all seen videos and witnessed many alien races.
But seeing one in person gave a completely different feeling.
Ma Henggu and Du Yan had also come here together.
Just as Du Yan was about to make a move, the alien immediately raised its hand. "Don't kill me! I'm only here to deliver information to you."
As he spoke, this middle-aged man took a button from his pocket and threw it into the distance.
Ma Henggu glanced at the man, then walked over and picked up the button.
It was indeed a camera carried by a janitor.
He immediately took out his phone, input the serial number on it, and through facial recognition, accessed the recorded footage.
"Our clan leader said to skip to the very end of the video."
The alien middle-aged man in the distance said with a smile.
Hearing this, Ma Henggu dragged the video's progress bar to the end.
Du Yan, standing beside him, also tilted his head to look.
In the footage, seven or eight janitors were lying on the ground, appearing very weak.
These were precisely the people who had gone missing earlier.
"The clan leader has no intention of fighting you. As long as you leave this area for three days, we will release them."
The middle-aged man continued, "Before nightfall, the clan leader will send someone to check. If you haven't left, he will randomly kill a few first."
Whoosh!
Du Yan's figure blurred as he grabbed the man by the neck with one hand, pinning him to the ground.
The Four-Eyes Clan member's face changed drastically. He immediately said, "If I don't return to deliver the message, they will die too."
But Du Yan's hand not only didn't loosen, it squeezed tighter. "Speak! What is Xie Wangwei's relationship with you?"
"Mr. Xie? He is a friend of our clan leader. As for anything else, I know nothing at all."
The Four-Eyes Clan member said hurriedly.
Du Yan's eyes were icy cold. He grabbed the Four-Eyes Clan member's neck and simply flung him away. "Get lost! Tell Xie Wangwei that the one who kills him in the end will definitely be me!"
The Four-Eyes Clan member scrambled up from the ground and quickly ran towards the entrance of the ruins.
Xu Mu stood with his arms crossed, leaning against a large tree nearby. Judging from Du Yan and Xie Wangwei's fighting styles...
The two might have been on good terms before, but something caused a rift.
They both used Wood Attribute Qi, and their fighting styles were also very similar.
Xu Mu recalled back at Reckless Mountain when Du Yan grabbed someone's fist and the fight was over.
Now he understood the reason: the moment he grabbed the fist, the vines in his palm penetrated through the fist, directly piercing the inside of the arm and injuring vital points.
"What about these hostages?"
Fu Nanshan walked over to Du Yan. Originally, they thought it was just some ordinary alien races, but it unexpectedly involved a Red Grade-A fugitive from the Sanitation Department.
"We've already notified a Director. He should be here soon. We'll decide then."
Du Yan said calmly.
Seeing the matter concluded, Xu Mu sat back down in a distant, unoccupied spot.
This time, Jiang Huihui was also nearby.
"Huihui, is this Red Grade-A fugitive very strong?"
Xu Mu asked with a smile.
"Of course. You have to understand, the highest fugitive level set by our Sanitation Department is SSS."
Jiang Huihui looked at Xu Mu and explained, "Those powerful organizations and alien races are designated with substitutes like Red Grade-A, Red Grade-B, and so on."
"I think I heard you say that the Eternal Life Research Institute is a Red Grade-A wanted organization."
Xu Mu suddenly said.
"Correct. But if an individual fugitive is designated Red Grade-A, it proves that person's level of danger is comparable to those organizations."
Jiang Huihui paused, "That bastard uncle of mine is also a Red Grade-A fugitive."
Hearing this, Xu Mu nodded inwardly. These were all major villains.
About an hour or so later, the sound of a helicopter came from the sky above.
Before long, a military helicopter hovered at a high altitude, and a person jumped directly down from several dozen meters up.
He was a middle-aged man, with slicked-back hair, wearing a Zhongshan suit, carrying a black briefcase, roughly around fifty years old.
He had a crew cut and upturned eyes.
After landing, the helicopter above flew away into the distance.
Xu Mu looked at the middle-aged man over there and asked, "Are Directors senior janitors?"
"No, most Directors are intermediate janitors. They are former squad leaders who stepped down, continued advanced training in combat, and only then qualified to become Directors."
Jiang Huihui explained, "Becoming a senior janitor isn't that easy."
Xu Mu took a deep breath and stretched vigorously. He felt janitors were too busy.
He wanted to have his own time. Compared to work and slacking off, he would definitely choose slacking off.
Even without joining the janitors, he felt he could still do some janitorial work.
In the distance, the Director was chatting with Du Yan and Ma Henggu.
Fu Nanshan also walked over at this point.
After discussing for about ten minutes, the Director in the Zhongshan suit, Wang Qian, clapped his hands loudly a few times.
"Hello everyone, I am Wang Qian, a Director of the Ba-Shu Region Sanitation Department. Next, I have a difficult task here."
As Wang Qian spoke, he opened his black briefcase.
He took out an oval-shaped token from inside. "This is a teleportation formation token."
Xu Mu also looked over there now, listening quietly.
"I want a few of you to infiltrate the interior and assess the hostages' situation."
Wang Qian continued, "Alien races are typically brutal by nature. It's very possible these hostages are already dead. Naturally, we cannot be threatened by dead people."
"I'll go!"
"I'll go!"
...
Many janitors around raised their hands, as there was an escape method available.
Even if the mission failed, they could still get credit for it.
"Don't celebrate too soon, everyone. There's one more thing I haven't said. First, our teleportation token can only teleport up to ten kilometers."
Wang Qian looked at the people around him. "And the distance within this ruin far exceeds ten kilometers. I think you understand what this represents: the teleportation point must be placed inside, not at the exit."
Hearing this, those who had raised their hands slowly lowered them.
Originally, they thought the token could be placed at the exit. If they encountered danger, they could teleport directly to the exit and get out.
Now, with this distance preventing teleportation to the exit, it needed to be placed in the middle section of the ruins.
Meaning, if they encountered danger, they could only teleport to a midpoint within the ruins and still have some distance to cover to escape.
What if they encountered powerful alien experts along that route?
"I will apply to the Director's Council to classify this mission as S-rank."
Wang Qian continued, looking around at everyone.
"I'll go!"
Jiang Huihui raised her hand and said.
"Good."
Wang Qian nodded at Jiang Huihui and looked around. "Who else is going?"
Chen Xuan whispered in Xu Mu's ear at this moment, "Brother Mu, why isn't he going?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"