I Am the Ninth Division of National Security, a Non-Staff Officer.

#Wastebreeder#tamingbeastsystem#unorthodox system#security#illustrated book [Introduction to Sand Sculpture in One Sentence] National Security Bureau 9: Test results - mortals, trash, go raise monsters. Later, the S-class monster exposed its belly in front of me and begged to be touched, and everyone in the Nine Departments was stunned. Director: Who are you? Me (holding up my handwritten badge): Supervisor, Lin Bei. System (in my head): Ding! Host, you can't hide it anymore. It is recommended to ask for a printed work badge. --- [Introduction to seriousness with a hint of nondescriptness] My name is Lin Bei, an ordinary college student who is naturally attracted to cats and dogs. One night, I witnessed a hunt for a vampire—yes, the kind of foreign devil with fangs and red eyes who could shape-shift. Then I was captured by a mysterious organization called "National Security Bureau No. 9". They gave me a whole set of competency tests. Spiritual power: None. Powers: None. Cultivation talent: None. Comprehensive evaluation: mortal, trash, recommended for distribution. So I was thrown into the Nine Logistics Department, and my position was - Monster Breeder. There is no establishment, no five insurances and one housing fund, and the work badges are all handwritten. Job content: shoveling shit, feeding, being bitten by monsters. On my first day on the job, I reached out and touched an irritable shadow cat. Then my mind exploded—— "Ding! The beast control system is successfully bound! Host: Waste Breeder." "Congratulations, your career as a shit shoveler is about to change." System: Your monster is responsible for fighting, and you are responsible for shouting 666. The division of labor is clear.