Lord of the Mysteries

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t be nervous if the vice-president from next door came to me. After all, I’m not under his jurisdiction.

And I’m not a girl either. My sexual orientation is very normal. No matter how good he looks, it has nothing to do with me. I’m even a little jealous.

But now, I’ve just drunk a bottle of some strange beverage of unknown origins and obtained the abilities of an Assassin I’ve been dreaming of. No matter who comes near me, I can’t help but feel uneasy, afraid that others might discover my secret.

At this moment, the silver-haired guy stops in front of me and says coldly, “Do you have a lighter?”

Uh… This isn’t an attitude a person should have when asking someone for help. Why are you looking at someone like you’re looking at an object?

Also, the greatest hobby of youngsters nowadays is to stay up late instead of smoking. Why would I bring a lighter with me?

“No.” I shake my head.

At the same time, I sigh inwardly.

If the female colleagues in my company find out that the handsome vice-president next door smokes, they would definitely have their fantasies crushed. This vice-president’s appearance and temperament easily makes one believe he’s some untainted immortal. It’s impossible to associate him with vices like smoking.

With this in mind, I can’t help but ask casually, “Smoking?”

The vice president, who has long silver hair and a beautiful face, raises his right hand, revealing a cigarette between his fingers.

“People are under the impression that you don’t smoke,” I reply with a smile.

As a slave of society, it’s normal for me not to be afraid of the vice-president of the company next door. However, ensuring a cordial relationship is almost definite. After all, one has no idea when they will need to job hop and become their subordinate. Having one more friend means one more outlet.

Of course, if this gentleman keeps staying in the company next door, then I won’t consider such matters. I don’t want to enter a weirdo company that just yells slogans eight hundred times a day.

However, if they’re willing to pay me a salary of more than 30,000 yuan a month, I dare say that I’ll jump ship today. This is the business world, and the first principle is to not go against money. Anyway, as long as I don’t violate the law and do not commit crimes, what’s wrong with shouting slogans? If I get paid a hundred yuan with every shout, I can shout until I make the company go bankrupt!

Hearing my words, the vice-president seems to fall silent for a moment before saying, “A friend of mine taught me.”

When it comes to vices like smoking, who doesn’t get introduced to it by friends? Only a small number of parents will lead their children astray… Just as I lampoon inwardly, the vice-president next door says in fluent Mandarin, “He’s been dead for many years.”

“I’m sorry,” I respond reflexively.

that, I

are you telling

vice president doesn’t look

exchange a few pleasantries and stop. I’m too lazy to bother. I point to the corridor leading

have matters to tend

and walks back to the window by the elevator lobby, as if he’s

take a right turn into my workplace and

I

when clocking off at regular hours. I left ten minutes later and happened to

one in the office, my thoughts became

the office, checking out the young ladies dancing indoors and finding inspiration from live eating broadcasts to figure out what to eat for dinner. But now, I’m very restless, and I want to test out the various abilities of an

either. Who knows what it’s called. In short, it’s the ability to temporarily change my body structure and land on the ground

is undoubtedly the most surreal ability of

important to me that I’ve had my

give it

pocket and dash to the side window of the big

There’s a refuse room that’s erected there and no one usually walks past it,

the Leap of Faith. I open the window and cast

pedestrians in the heavy rain. The roads are bleak and gloomy. It’s

room looks like a small hand could cover it

…

Forget it.

to find somewhere lower

polite smile, I hear a voice

“What are you doing?”

Startled, I

I see my

hand in his pocket

Huang, I’m checking to see if the rain has stopped.” I

with the first name

the age of 18. His daughter has already started college this year. He’s only thirty-six

any doubts about my reason. He

you live, the younger you become… Glancing at the president’s hair which had been dyed chestnut, I honestly reply,