"Director, we have several tasks at the moment. The City Hall requires us to cooperate with the publicity. Probably... In addition, we need to arrange for someone to be on duty, answer the alarm call in time, and then... transfer it to the public security department."

After listening to his subordinates' report, Bucks was dumbfounded.

He knew that the situation at the grassroots level was very bad, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

In the entire city, only the Municipal Bureau has a combat-capable mobile evolutionary team, which is the absolute force to fight against the aliens.

But this team is currently stationed in the officials' family area for a long time. Once an unexpected situation occurs, including but not limited to aliens, public security fights, vicious cases, etc., they will be dispatched in time to protect social stability, at least not to let the officials who have the right to rant in the City Hall get angry.

As for the alien incidents in other places, they will all be transferred to the Public Security Bureau for handling. Don't ask... If you ask, there is a shortage of manpower.

Although according to the interim regulations, the Management Bureau has the power to dispatch police and even has a complete arsenal, it has never been used.

Bucks resisted the urge to complain and asked, "How do we deal with the evolvers found in the district? What about the district's combat teams?"

"The evolvers are basically dealt with directly by the city bureau. I heard that those with strong superpowers went to big cities, and the rest stayed in the city bureau.

As for the combat team of our bureau... we can't get enough people!"

The combat team of the district bureau is organized into five teams, a total of six teams, but there are not so many evolvers in the entire branch.

As for combat effectiveness, giving each person a knife is better than letting them use superpowers.

Bucks finally recognized the reality and finally asked the unlucky guy who was connected with him: "What is your superpower?"

"Thunder Mastery." The other party proudly puffed up his chest, as if he was very proud.

Bucks had a glimmer of hope. Could there be a pearl in the sea?

"Come on, attack me and see."

The other party spread his legs, looked serious, and his face was red from holding his breath: "Ah!!!"

A lightning as thick as a chopstick struck Bucks, and even his superpowers were not triggered, and he felt numb all over.

He waited in surprise: "Go on!"

"No...no, I need to rest for a while before I can continue."

Bucks was completely desperate. What kind of useless evolver was this?

He finally understood why the evolvers were not in a high position. It turned out that all the fighters were in the headquarters. With this little power...it couldn't make any waves at all.

But he soon cheered up again. Isn't this why he came down?

It's easier to paint with a blank slate. Once he has a group of people, it will sooner or later become a spark.

"Take me around!" Bucks ordered.

Soon, he visited the District Temporary Administration.

Although the interior was empty, the various equipment was still very complete.

After all, it was the fiscal money spent, and it was also for publicity needs, so it was acceptable.

For Bucks' arrival, not only the Municipal Bureau had no reaction, but even the District Bureau itself did not react.

Everyone tacitly accepted that they were just messing around, so they didn't think that having another director would change anything.

Ding-ling-ling!

The phone in the answering room rang, and Bucks stopped at the door.

This is one of the two most important departments in the entire district bureau. Not only are there three regular staff members taking turns on duty, but there are also a group of outsourced personnel who clock in on time every day.

"Yes, this is the Administration Bureau. There are monsters, right? Don't worry, please tell us the location, and an evolver will be there to deal with it immediately."

Baccus saw the operator hang up the phone and then transferred the information to the Public Security Bureau.

The whole process was very smooth, and it was obvious that it had been experienced countless times.

Baccus did not interrupt this process. At this time, he forcibly interrupted it, or even killed the mutant himself, which was completely meaningless.

At most, it was a publicity stunt, which could not change the current dilemma.

He just calmly entered the call center, and the evolver on duty saw the new director and quickly stood up: "Director, why are you here... No, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came... No, I mean..."

"Okay, don't be nervous, I'm not a tiger." Baccus asked everyone to sit down without any airs.

"How many cases about mutants can our district receive every day?"

"One or two!" The subordinate answered quickly.

This data is not exaggerated. The number of mutants who died directly is not even as high as the normal population mortality rate.

So the impact of evolution on society has not yet reached the point of subversion.

Bacchus asked a few more questions and then left.

He did not show any other inclinations throughout the whole process. I believe that this attitude will soon be known by everyone.

When he was alone with Meat Mountain, he complained: "This place is suitable for our development, but it's too bad."

"It's worse than expected!" Meat Mountain was also helpless. The scale tribe was really rotten.

"Brother Rosen, I want you to stay a few more days and help me." Bacchus made a new request.

Originally, Meat Mountain came to support the battle, but he didn't see the troublemakers, but saw the mess.

In this regard, he also agreed very straightforwardly: "No problem, I don't have anything to do anyway!"

Anyway, they are all here to help, so Meat Mountain doesn't care how long he stays.

It's even a good thing to stay a few more days. At least the leader who occupies his position will appreciate Benedict's knowledge.

Meat Mountain agreed, and Bacchus was not surprised.

But another idea made him look at Meat Mountain with a strange expression for several times, and then he stammered: "Brother Rosen, for God... should we bear the sin?"

Meat Mountain sensed something was wrong and asked: "What do you want to do?"

"In this situation, if we want to break through, we have to wait for changes, but we don't have so much time. Can we take the initiative to create..." Bucks said halfway, but Meat Mountain understood what he meant.

It can only be said that Benedict and his gang are really wild.

In this regard, he was very hesitant: "We are too deliberate to make a move."

Bucks misunderstood, he thought Meat Mountain could not accept this approach morally.

He hurriedly said: "We will wait while making preparations. If we don't wait for a good opportunity, we will take the initiative to attack."

This gave a step down, so Meat Mountain reluctantly nodded in agreement.

But both of them knew that the possibility of waiting for a godsend opportunity in a short time was too small, and they still had to make a move in the end.

But Bucks didn't know that Meat Mountain could really make a godsend opportunity come.

Compared to Bacchus's methods, Roshan has plenty of ways to create opportunities without making a sound.

"Boy, you are lucky, just wait for the gods to give you an opportunity!" Roshan thought to himself.

Compared to leaving loopholes for others, he certainly has to clean up Bacchus's ass.

After all, the latter is also working hard for his mission, and helping him is helping himself.

Bacchus was unaware of this. He selected an evolver from the combat team and trained him briefly while looking for targets.

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