Everyone Has Been Reborn, So as a Nonhuman, I Can Only Turn Myself In

Zhao Mingyue had been alive for twenty years, and his motto was always to have fun first.

Lately, his obsession had been mastering the game Spiritual Qi Revival: City Under Siege by Mutants.

While other players carefully planned their dungeon runs, he took the dark route, doing whatever it took to grind his character to max level. The day he finally did, the screen flashed: "Congratulations on unlocking the 'Omen of the World's End' achievement." The next moment, his head splitting with pain, he opened his eyes to find himself inside the game as his own villain character, who was going to completely mutate tomorrow.

Even better, the game interface had come with him. Every skill, stat, and item in his inventory was there, and he still remembered all the plot developments he'd memorized.

With a golden finger like this, wasn't he set to take off?

Just as Zhao Mingyue was rubbing his hands together, eager to get a head start, a System alert suddenly filled the screen:

[Warning: Multiple abnormal mental signatures have locked onto the Host]

[Warning: Targets "Director of the Abnormal Affairs Bureau," "Head of the Mutant Research Team," "Leaders of the Ten Major Bases"... are all in a reborn state]

[Warning: Memories of all reborn individuals synchronizing. The Host is the true form of the "Doomsday Calamity: Dark Mutant"]

Zhao Mingyue: "?"

Before he could make sense of anything, an offer to join the Abnormal Affairs Bureau was already in front of him.

According to later leaks from bureau insiders, everyone there had been on edge from top to bottom. In the previous life, this calamity couldn't be killed or destroyed. It had taken half of human civilization to seal him away. Now they had been reborn to the moment just after the spiritual qi revival began, when he hadn't completely mutated yet. Their plan had been to monitor him until they found a weakness, then make their move. But then...

Zhao Mingyue glanced at the offer's terms: "five social insurances and a housing fund + year-end profit-sharing + double pay for dangerous assignments." He signed in a flash.

Come on, with an official job, who needs to go it alone? A golden finger, foreknowledge of the plot, and a steady paycheck? Wasn't that a much better life than being a villain?

But he hadn't expected his acceptance to throw the entire Abnormal Affairs Bureau into a panic.

The day Director Li Huo was reborn, he had nearly jumped off a building.

He was back in the sixth month of the spiritual qi revival. The city outside hadn't yet been overrun by mutants, and the doomsday calamity who would later bite off his left leg and force him to watch his subordinates get assimilated was sitting across from him, dutifully filling out a new-hire form.

"Comrade Zhao Mingyue," Li Huo said, suppressing the urge to attack and doing his best to keep his voice steady. "You know what our bureau does, right? We mainly... handle matters involving mutants."

He waited for Zhao Mingyue to bare his fangs, waited to hear the words he'd heard countless times in his previous life: "You ants think you can control me?"

Instead, Zhao Mingyue didn't even look up. "I know. Do we get overtime pay? I live a bit far from here, and the subway stops running at night."

Li Huo: "..."

The deputy team leader beside him tugged at his sleeve. "Director, something's off. Is he plotting something big? Before he mutated in the previous life, he acted like an honest man too. Then he suddenly snapped and tore our whole station apart!"

From that day on, Zhao Mingyue's office life was full of "surprises":

On a mission, he'd pick up a medicinal herb, and someone behind him would immediately pull out a tranquilizer gun.

At mealtimes, the cafeteria lady would serve him without a tremor in her hands, terrified he'd snap if she gave him too little meat.

Even when he asked the receptionist how to order afternoon tea, someone would report it as, "The calamity may be probing staff schedules, possibly planning a sneak attack during afternoon tea."

Zhao Mingyue: "..."

He really just wanted a cup of milk tea!

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