An Zhe followed his gaze and saw there was a door on the right wall. He walked over and opened it. This was a lounge with a simple bed and table. There was a hanger at the door with a black uniform coat hanging from it. An Zhe realized whose room this was. He muttered, “You…”

“I can’t sleep tonight.” Lu Feng told him. “You can choose to sleep here or outside.”

An Zhe weighed the two options and answered decisively. “Thank you.”

Lu Feng didn’t say anything. He turned to the window and continued to look downstairs. The noise outside remained unbroken and it was still chaotic. An Zhe walked into the room. He closed the door and looked around the place. The room was full of indifference and there weren’t many signs of human habitation. Only some folders stacked at the end of the bed.

There were several magazines on the wooden table and next to them was a short, silver military knife. However, this wasn’t what attracted An Zhe’s attention. A book was open in the middle of the table and there was black handwriting in it.

6. 16: Normal.

6. 15: Normal.

6. 14: Normal.

An Zhe realized what this was. It was the work record manual for the judges. At the time, the protests against the Trial Court had a sign saying to make the work records public. However, based on the perfunctory nature of Lu Feng’s record, it would be useless even if it was made public. He turned forward until May. Among a series of ‘normals’, there was one difference.

5.17: Parasitic intrusion, resolved. The report to be submitted.

5.18, Normal, 5.17’s report has been submitted.

He went forward again.

5.11: abnormal, suspected object ID3261170514 (very low risk level), genetic examination passed, allowed into the city.

An Zhe, “……”

It seemed that at the city gate that day, Lu Feng not only discovered that An Zhe was abnormal but also that he was weak. However, he didn’t stop there. Intuition drove him forward. Boss Shaw said that all military personnel, even the Trial Court, would go out on missions. There had been shell casings from the Trial Court when An Zhe lost his spore.

An Zhe’s heart thumped as he turned over dozens of pages before a distinctive record suddenly appeared before his eyes.

2.20: Back to the city. Samples handed over to the Lighthouse.

His eyes paused on this. An Zhe turned forward and the records on the page suddenly became a lot denser.

2.12, the wilderness, the Abyss: Collected four additional map records, seven plant samples, four animal samples, seven secretion samples and three mixed polymorphic monster behaviour information videos.

2.13, the wilderness, the Abyss: Collected 13 plant samples, three animal samples, 14 secretion samples and six mixed polymorphic monster behaviour information videos.

He went to the Abyss. An Zhe’s eyes widened and his eyes stopped at the last record on the page.

2.14, the wilderness, return trip: Collected an abnormal fungus sample (spore).