Chapter 72: The System's Proposal

“Tell me, if I seek revenge, am I wrong?”
Inside the Bureau of Exotic Creatures, everyone was absorbed in the tale.
The adorable girl's tender heart was shaken; gazing at Heize's fierce visage, she suddenly felt sorry for him.
Tears gathered in her eyes, precious and rare; she choked out, “From now on, I’ll be kind to you. I won’t let you suffer again.”
Her words softened Heize’s expression.
Then he continued, “This time, I resisted because that guy wanted to burn me alive.”
“Tell me, was I wrong?”
Heize’s questioning weighed heavily on everyone present.
Before the mutations began, humans preyed on animals as part of the natural order. But once they evolved, gained intelligence, thoughts, and a human appearance—could they still bring themselves to do it?
Especially this Zhao Xiaobing—he was truly despicable, treating animals with such cruelty.
Putting themselves in his place, if it had been them, perhaps their actions would’ve been even more ruthless than Heize’s.
Lin Qiu let out a long sigh and patted Heize’s shoulder. “That man has received his retribution. No one will bully you again.”
Lin Qiu extended his hand. “The Bureau of Exotic Creatures is newly formed and in need of talent. Would you like to join?”
“Me?”
Heize looked doubtful, pointing to himself.
Lin Qiu nodded slightly. “Humans are evolving too—it’s only a matter of time. As long as you live within human society, you must abide by its laws.”
“If you join the Bureau, you’ll have a legitimate identity, able to walk openly beneath the sun.”
“In the future, as you protect the innocent and uphold justice, you’ll become a hero in the people’s hearts.”
Lin Qiu spoke righteously, yet inwardly he muttered, “System, whether he lives or dies, what’s it to me?”
“I’m only an enforcer, not the director—recruitment isn’t really my business.”
His grand words were all prompted by the system, which had told him: If Heize stays in the Bureau, his bloodline could serve as a source for future evolution.
An eighth-grade bloodline—while consuming it would wipe out the line, which was cruel, sampling it from time to time would be worthwhile.
Eighth-grade bloodlines were rare; even if others existed, how many could he sample?
Sampling wouldn’t grant him upgrade points, but it would strengthen his constitution.
So Lin Qiu was tempted, and began his efforts to recruit.
Liu Changfeng regarded Lin Qiu with an approving gaze, recognizing his talent.
This fellow, having joined the Bureau, was now recruiting for the department and gathering talent.

Excellent, truly excellent—a perceptive mind!
But as Heize looked at Lin Qiu, he sensed a certain falseness behind that righteous demeanor.
Still, the prospect of an official identity, no longer needing to hide, was appealing.
He nodded quickly. “I’m willing to join. But what about her?”
Heize pointed to the adorable girl.
Liu Changfeng, Lin Qiu, and Xu Bing’s faces grew wary again.
Liu Changfeng glanced at the girl, swallowing nervously.
She was truly beautiful.
Every gesture and smile held an indescribable allure—she was the kind who could make any man lose himself.
Nevertheless, Liu Changfeng spoke up. “You’ve signed a contract with her; you share honor and disgrace. She can naturally join our Bureau as well.”
“Really? Brother Changfeng?”
Her eyes brightened, fists clenched under her chin, sparkling with delight.
“Uh…”
Liu Changfeng’s heart skipped a beat, his breath faltering.
“Damn it, why am I moved? Could it be that I…”
His eyes widened in alarm, the hair on his body standing straight up.
“No, impossible. Absolutely impossible.”
He ruthlessly crushed any inappropriate thoughts.
Adopting an official demeanor, Liu Changfeng’s expression grew stern.
“Come with me to register, so I can issue you your equipment.”
With that, he turned and strode off, his pace quickening, urgent yet with a hint of retreat.
Heize walked beside Lin Qiu, raising his hand and arching an eyebrow.
Lin Qiu lifted the coat covering Heize’s hand and, with a swift grab, removed the anti-magic cuffs before Heize could even see the motion.
“Thank you!”
Heize murmured, then turned to follow Liu Changfeng.
“You’re welcome!”
Lin Qiu’s mouth twitched slightly.
But in the next moment, Heize, head bowed, suddenly wheeled around and lunged at him.
“Woof!”
A canine bark rang out as Heize bared his fangs, eyes blazing with fury.

His fingernails turned black, reaching for Lin Qiu’s forehead.
“Bastard, you bullied me, bullied me!”
Heize roared, his voice filled with boundless rage.
He had endured enough abuse from Zhao Xiaobing, and now Lin Qiu was tormenting him—his heart was ablaze with resentment.
“You coward!”
Lin Qiu grimaced and raised his hand, delivering a slap.
“Smack!”
A crisp sound echoed as Heize was sent flying, crashing hard into the wall.
“What happened? What happened?”
Liu Changfeng, who had gone inside, hurried out at the commotion.
He saw Heize scrambling up from the floor, looking at Lin Qiu in disbelief.
Just one slap!
With a single blow, Lord Heize was knocked flat.
Heize’s eyes were wide with astonishment.
The other was only a third-stage exotic beast—how could he defeat a fourth-stage beast with an eighth-grade bloodline?
“Could it be…”
Heize’s eyes widened further, filled with shock and more than a little fear.
He realized something.
To overcome him across stages meant the other’s bloodline far surpassed his own.
Bloodlines were mysterious.
At the same rank, different bloodlines could yield vastly different power.
To suppress his fourth-stage, eighth-grade bloodline while only being a third-stage beast—the other’s bloodline had to be even stronger.
Heize was filled with terror, and cried out in fear, “What species are you, exactly?”
Liu Changfeng’s gaze toward Lin Qiu grew even more fervent.
This fellow, just as he suspected, was no ordinary little dolphin.
His great white shark had felt fear upon meeting Lin Qiu—a fear that came from deep within the soul.