Tahm rolled his tongue, and the fat catfish hugged Bogita, whispering continuously in Bogita's ear. Bogita's eyes remained adorably clueless, wagging its tail, it could sense the connection from Tahm.

They were in cahoots.

So, facing Tahm's actions, Bogita did not resist, not knowing if it understood Tahm's mumbling.

The meeting room of the Special Operations Department.

Vazmir and the others were all present.

All came for a single purpose—to observe the demons born from the Special Operations Department.

The attendees were quite complete.

Three bigwigs from the council were here.

President of the Council Vazmir.

The Night Empire's backing force's councilman Huo Yuanting.

The councilman Robbie, whose build was like a small mountain with a gold necklace as decoration around his neck, belonged to the Tasting Commerce Association.

This gathered the local forces of the Ninth Special Zone, Night Empire, and Tasting Commerce Association.

Besides these, there were attendees from the Finance Bureau, Political Bureau... and so on.

Those who came were by no means inferior. The identities at the just-convened meeting were not insignificant.

An Nishang pushed the door open and entered, seeing everyone's faces with a faint smile. Chen Che had temporarily fed An Nishang, giving her more patience to cope with the current situation.

An Nishang spoke softly, "With such a gathering, for what reason did my Special Operations Department summon you all?"

Vazmir smiled faintly and said, "Nishang, aren't you asking the obvious? The commotion caused by your Special Operations Department should have been seen by everyone in the entire Ninth Special Zone.

This time, you truly surprised everyone without showing off.

No one expected you to bring back three full vials of Demon Catastrophe Potion, along with three summoners of Demon Calamities."

The rest of the people, upon hearing Vazmir's words, had their eyes flashing.

Deserving of being a big figure from the Night Empire Headquarters.

He indeed had strength behind him.

In everyone's view, the special weather changes brought by the three demon summoning must have involved three demon candidates.

Every Catastrophe Potion was exceedingly precious, and the number of Transcendents within the Ninth Special Zone was not many, totaling no more than a hundred.

A single vial of Demon Catastrophe Potion could fetch at least tens of millions in the black market.

To exaggerate, the auction price might even reach a billion.

Thus, this threefold demon summoning brought enormous psychological shock to those present.

They must identify who these three summoners were and what kind of demons they summoned.

They were also curious about where An Nishang found the demon summoners.

And they all damn succeeded.

Unlike other Catastrophe Potions, the Demon Catastrophe wasn't something that, once consumed, would yield some effects regardless of success or not.

Not everyone could summon a demon.

Some people could not imagine a demon in their hearts, communicate with it, or connect their souls to it. Consuming a vial of Demon Potion would be like drinking a bottle of mineral water, merely quenching thirst with no other effect.

Completely a waste!

To date, documented records indicate that a total of 1,364 vials of Demon Catastrophe Potion have been crafted within the entire Night Empire.

Yet, only about a hundred demons were successfully summoned.

Imagine how low the summoning success rate was.

Every failure to summon was a vast resource waste.

Who would have thought An Nishang could summon a total of three demons under her command?

In the crowd, people couldn't help but be curious as to where An Nishang found such talents.

All three demon summons succeeded... no one dared to consider any failure among them.

If the process involved any failure, An Nishang must be crazy to mess around with so many Demon Catastrophe Potions—it'd be better to purchase arms.

Vazmir, as the President of the Council, almost voiced what everyone was thinking: "Nishang, everyone is curious, what kind of person under your command can summon demons?

Why not introduce them, so we all can get acquainted?

After all, those present are all our own people from the Landlord Special Zone, and knowing faces might earn some favor in the future."

Vazmir's status and position lay here; he did not want any false pretenses with An Nishang, stating reasons straightforwardly.

In everyone's view, it wasn't an unreasonable request. After all, talents like those under An Nishang's command should be utilized rather than hidden; what good is hiding them?

An Nishang's red lips curved a charming smile, and she softly spoke, "Council President, you misunderstood. I brought back only one vial of Demon Potion and only summoned one person."

Robbie, whose build was as plump as a mountain, uttered, "Director An, you must be joking. We all want to witness the talent under Director An's command. Hiding serves no purpose.

We all saw clearly, three different celestial phenomena, three different demon summons.

Yet, Director An shows us only one.

Could it be that the other two summoned demons were too extraordinary to be shown? Director An is hiding treasures from us?"

A soft chuckle came from the Finance Bureau's side. A woman in a leather outfit with long legs propped her chin with one hand, looking at An Nishang's irresistibly charming face, and spoke softly, "Could it also be possible that the demons summoned by the other two were too useless, appearing comical and absurd? Director An fears embarrassment, thus unwilling to show us?"

Her name was Guan Ning.

Deputy Director of the Finance Bureau.

Younger than An Nishang, yet holding a high position as well.

Equally possessed of an exceedingly beautiful face.

An Nishang crossed her arms, smiling, and said, "I have no intent of hiding anything, nor anything to conceal; there's no need to deceive everyone. Indeed, there's only one vial of Demon Catastrophe Potion, and only one person summoned a demon."

"Director An is joking. If that's the case, then didn't that one person summon three demons, is that even possible?"

Robbie spoke blandly, none of those present believed it, but upon realizing his words, Robbie found An Nishang did not refute him, merely looking at him with her slightly uplifted red lips.

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