The System Arrived Four Years Early, but the Anomaly Is Still a Juvenile - Chapter 45

Shen Ge unwrapped the packaged elite agent combat suit and found it to be a black camouflage set, complete with a bulletproof vest.

“Huh, this seems different from the suits Instructor Feng and Huo Yu wore before?” Shen Ge glanced at the director curiously.

“Because they aren’t elite agents.”

“Oh? How many elite agents does the department have?”

“Including you, four. One is me, one transferred to a desk job due to injuries and is currently training at headquarters, and another is on an investigation mission overseas,” Deng Yuqi replied.

Shen Ge picked up the suit and tried it on, casually remarking, “So the Special Measures Department is really short on talent, huh? Even the director has to go to the front lines.”

Deng Yuqi sighed. “Dealing with anomalies that possess anomaly spaces isn’t as simple as you think. To this day, I still don’t understand how you handled the second-stage anomaly on the rooftop or how you survived the ghost car incident… It’s precisely because of these two cases that you’ve been exceptionally promoted to elite agent, granting you the authority to independently handle anomaly incidents.”

“Other than its speed, what else makes that ghost car dangerous?” Shen Ge asked curiously.

Deng Yuqi replied helplessly, “Is it possible that the terrifying, oppressive environment itself was the ‘danger’?”

“Ah, I haven’t watched enough horror movies,” Shen Ge said seriously.

“…”

Calm down, calm down. You recruited him—can’t blame anyone else.

Shen Ge draped the black camouflage suit over himself, then abruptly shifted his tone, his expression turning solemn and serious. “Hmph, do you know what it means when I put on this suit?”

“That you’ll be an elite warrior?” His grave expression made Deng Yuqi unconsciously straighten up. Clearly, even the most unserious person would become solemn in the face of this combat suit.

“No. It means I’ll be the most stylish guy in the department.”

“…”

Thud!

Deng Yuqi slammed the door shut and left the logistics department without looking back.

After collecting his equipment, Shen Ge reported to the operations division. Despite his “elite agent” rating, his combat skills and weak physique were equivalent to an “intern’s,” so his daily “work” was to follow the training schedule arranged by Instructor Feng Chengxiu—or as Shen Ge mentally dubbed him, “Stallone.”

After glancing at the training schedule, Shen Ge felt the urge to resign on his very first day.

8:30–10:30 – Physical Training
10:30–11:00 – Break
11:00–12:30 – Basic Combat Techniques
12:30–13:30 – Lunch + Nap
13:30–15:30 – Specialized Combat Techniques
15:30–16:00 – Break
16:00–18:30 – Firearms Training
18:30–19:30 – Dinner + Rest
19:30–21:30 – Specialized Combat Skills (Traditional Martial Arts or Others)
21:30 – “Clock Out.”

…

Shen Ge, who had envisioned a seven-day-a-week vacation upon joining: ???

“Hold on, this ‘overtime’ is even worse than being a corporate drone!” Shen Ge wailed.

“Stallone” laughed heartily and clapped him on the shoulder. “Xiao Shen, you’re great at everything—except your physique is a bit lacking. A man can’t get by without a strong body. Here’s your training gear. I’ve prepared three new sets for you. Change up and let’s start today’s physical training!”

“…”

I want to quit.

If the world needs saving, call the Avengers. Goodbye!

Before Shen Ge could voice his thoughts, Feng Chengxiu and another soldier hauled him off to the training grounds for his first day of physical training.

Due to time constraints, Shen Ge’s morning session only lasted an hour before lunch. Even so, it made him realize that his previous “training routine” had been child’s play—because by the time they reached the cafeteria, Feng Chengxiu and Huo Yu had to carry him there.

Even sitting on the stool, Shen Ge’s legs wouldn’t stop trembling.

“Lao Shen, what do you want to eat? You probably don’t have the strength to get food yourself. Tell me what you like, and I’ll grab it for you,” Huo Yu offered.

Feng Chengxiu was ten years older than Shen Ge, while Shen Ge was three years older than Huo Yu. Thanks to their easygoing natures, Shen Ge had quickly become “Xiao Shen” and “Lao Shen” to them.

“Same as yours,” Shen Ge mumbled weakly, face planted on the table.

“Got it.”

Huo Yu nodded and left with Feng Chengxiu to get food.

“Well, if it isn’t the most stylish guy in the Special Measures Department. What’s got you floored?” Deng Yuqi’s voice chimed in from the side.

“Not interested,” Shen Ge turned his head away, presenting the back of his skull to her.

“…”

Deng Yuqi sat across from him with her tray and smiled. “This training plan was tailor-made for you. Trust me, in less than a month, you’ll have the physique of a normal person.”

“Thanks. Next time we hit the night market, I’ll treat you to some grilled pig brains,” Shen Ge replied with a sweet smile.

“…”

Deng Yuqi’s expression froze as she recalled the still-twitching pig brain she’d seen in the underground containment room that morning. Suddenly, the mapo tofu on her plate didn’t seem so appetizing.

“Ah, Director, you’re here early today?” Huo Yu and Feng Chengxiu returned with their trays.

Deng Yuqi stood, picking up her tray. “I still have work to finish. I just came to grab food early so I wouldn’t forget later. Enjoy your meal.”

As she turned to leave, she paused and glanced at Feng Chengxiu. “Oh, right, Instructor Feng. Agent Shen mentioned that the department’s training intensity is a bit too light for an elite agent like him. I think you should step it up a notch.”

Feng Chengxiu snapped to attention. “Understood! The mission will be completed!”

“…”

Before Shen Ge could protest, Feng Chengxiu sat beside him, clapping him on the shoulder excitedly. “Xiao Shen, you’re truly worthy of being a fast-tracked elite agent! To think you’d push for even harder training despite your condition—all so you can join anomaly operations sooner. Respect! Absolute respect!”

“Wait, no, I—hold on!” Shen Ge suddenly realized something and sat up straight, staring at Feng Chengxiu in shock. “I can’t participate in the department’s anomaly operations right now?”

Feng Chengxiu nodded. “Right. The director considered your weak physique and assigned the department’s most intense training regimen. But since daily high-intensity training would leave you fatigued and at risk of injury during missions, you’re barred from any anomaly operations for this one-month training period.”

Huo Yu added, “Don’t worry, anomaly incidents don’t happen that often. These recent cases… were exceptions.”

“…”

Shen Ge: Then what the hell am I training for?

The whole reason he’d joined the Special Measures Department was to “accidentally” absorb some anomaly corpses during operations. If he couldn’t participate for a month, what was the point of—

Oh.

Wait.

Given his “anomaly-attracting physique,” whether anomalies appeared or not wasn’t really up to them.

Still, after lunch, Shen Ge went to Deng Yuqi to negotiate a revised training schedule—cutting rest and training times to “free up” two hours in the afternoon for him to roam outside.

His reasoning was simple: anomaly incidents were occurring far more frequently than in previous years. Since he had a special “anomaly-attracting physique,” he might as well patrol around, nipping potential incidents in the bud before they escalated into uncontrollable disasters.

Deng Yuqi considered his logic sound. Moreover, as an “elite agent,” Shen Ge already had privileges. If not for his abysmal physique, his daily training wouldn’t need to be so lengthy.

When Shen Ge handed the revised schedule to Feng Chengxiu, the instructor was moved to tears. To think Shen Ge would carve out time for patrols despite such a grueling regimen—truly an elite agent who put the nation’s safety first! Respect! Utter, kneel-worthy respect!

Watching Feng Chengxiu’s admiring expression, Shen Ge wondered if the guy had a few screws loose. But given the instructor’s Stallone-like build, he wisely kept that thought to himself.

After surviving two hours of basic combat training in the afternoon, Shen Ge collapsed in the break room for half an hour. Then, a system notification echoed in his mind—

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