[Former S-Rank, Hot-Tempered Stray Dog Bottom VS Max-Level Green-Tea, Disabled Commander Top]
Yan Jinghan, once the pinnacle of combat power, has fallen and become an F-rank nobody in logistics. Every day, all he wants is to clock out and stay alive.
Then the bureau forcibly pairs him with a mental guide: the supreme commander He Wei, who went blind in both eyes three years ago, became disabled in both legs, and gets around only in a wheelchair.
Yan Jinghan's plan is simple: Just hold on until this sickly weakling kicks the bucket, then I'll grab the compensation money and disappear.
Until the Abyssal Heretics run amok and the base falls.
Yan Jinghan is just about to drop his act and fight for his life.
But then he sees his disabled commander, the one who "coughs blood in the wind," stand up at his leisure, pull off the white blindfold, and crush the Abyssal Behemoth's skull with one hand.
He Wei turns around and innocently wipes the blood from his knuckles. "My hand hurts, Logistics Yan. I need a hug."
Yan Jinghan: "...Put that monster's brains back inside its skull, then tell me your hand hurts."
