Several speeding black sedans pulled up by the roadside.
"Minister, this is the box you wanted to bring."
A young man in casual plaid shirt got out of the front black sedan, carrying a small black briefcase in his hand.
"Thanks, just a second…"
YiXiya was busy gathering her fluffy brunette-gold hair with both hands, then she loosely tied it with a rubber band, letting it hang down her back.
After finishing her hair, she reached out to take the briefcase that was handed to her, "You've worked hard."
"No problem at all,"
The young man quickly waved his hand, then he looked toward the isolation tape behind YiXiya, "Minister, what is it this time?"
"C-level Polluted Monsters, make sure you suit up for protection when you go in,"
YiXiya said quickly, then she patted the young man's shoulder, "This time the situation is quite serious, pay attention to your safety."
"Understood."
