Chapter 18

Jonathan: "How could I possibly misunderstand the true intentions of the Director? Rest assured, after the efforts of the organization's scientists, the [Venom Suit] has been completely separated from Bid, but..."

Gordon: "But what? Is the [Venom Suit] destroyed? Or is Bid injured?"

Jonathan: "Neither. During Bid's physical examination to check his recovery, it was discovered that he has been taking a type of psychotropic drug recently..."

Gordon: "What? That fool is taking drugs?" ——angrily

Jonathan: "Not drugs, this is..." ——handing the test report to Gordon

Gordon: "Chlorpromazine (Winter Sleep)? Is he under too much stress and has developed a mental illness?" ——indifferently

Jonathan: "Not just Winter Sleep, there is also an abnormal increase in female hormones and..." ——pointing out

Gordon: "What?..." ——unbelieving, greatly surprised, hurriedly reading the test report carefully

I (narrator): "The old man can still show this kind of expression? This is the first time I've seen it."

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Gordon: "This is truly beyond my expectations. No wonder he is my chosen one; he can always give me a surprise." ——eyes shining, like a child seeing a new toy

Jonathan: "The reason Bid did this is because..."

Gordon: "Stop, stop, stop! Hold it right there!! I want to uncover this mystery step by step. I haven't encountered something this interesting in a long time. If you dare to spoil it and take away my fun, I'll shoot you!" ——quickly interrupting Jonathan and sternly stopping the spoilers

Jonathan: "Understood. I'll go call the little spider to see you, and you can ask him in person."

Gordon: "Go, go, go!" ——impatiently

I (narrator): "What could have piqued the old man's interest so much, making him this excited?"

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10 minutes later, Bid enters Gordon's office.

Bid: "Director, why did you call me here alone? What do you need?" ——uneasy

Gordon: "Bid, don't be afraid, relax. This time, I didn't call you for a dangerous mission. I just want to chat and have a conversation." ——kindly

Bid: "Just chat and have a conversation? Not a suicide mission?" ——doubtfully

Gordon: "Yes, just a chat. Come, sit." ——personally bringing a chair for Bid

Bid: "..." ——like he saw a ghost, but still obeyed the order, sitting down cautiously

Gordon: "You were previously affected by the [Venom Suit] after an accident, and then separated. How is your body recovering? Is there anything abnormal?"

Bid: "Report to the Director, my body is recovering well, with no abnormalities."

Gordon: "Oh? Is that so? This is your medical report, it shows that you have been taking Winter Sleep recently..."

Bid: "That's because I have been under a lot of mental stress and didn't dare to complain to you, so I bought the medication under a fake name and with a fake ID to treat myself. You know those missions..." ——defending

Gordon: "No, no, no, no, if it was just Winter Sleep, I would believe your explanation, but look (pointing to the report), it also shows an abnormal increase in female hormones and traces of anti-androgens (testosterone inhibitors) in your blood. What troubles you so much that you want to chemically castrate yourself? Speak up, I want to hear it." ——excitedly, agitatedly

I (narrator): "Chemical castration... Teen, are you practicing the 'Evil-Repelling Sword Technique' or the 'Sunflower Manual'?"

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Bid: "You found out, didn't you? To be honest, not long ago, I met an old beggar on the street selling a secret manual. He saw that I had a unique bone structure..."

Gordon: "Hold it! Do you think I can be fooled by a plot from a children's movie? Tell me the truth quickly! Otherwise, I'll send you on a suicide mission immediately!"

Bid: "You said there was no dangerous mission (looking sad)... Fine, I'll tell the truth. Recently, my true sexual orientation has awakened. To avoid having a physiological reaction to other team members during missions, I took these medications. You know, everyone in the special operations team wears tight clothes and shares changing rooms and showers..."

Gordon: "Hahaha, it seems I need to issue a notice to warn the special operations team members not to bend down to pick up soap while showering." ——laughing heartily

Bid: "Now you're happy, will you let me off?"

Gordon: "I can't let you off. Although you use medication to suppress your physical urges, your mental desires haven't disappeared. Otherwise, why would you apply to live in the special operations team's dormitory? Do you want to be a bottom and live with your good brothers all the time, never to be separated?" ——smirking

I (narrator): "Teen, your integrity is scattered all over the floor!"

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Bid: "No such thing! These medications not only control my physical urges but also suppress my mental urges. Please keep my secret, don't issue the shower notice, and don't reject my application to live in the dormitory." ——anxiously

Gordon: "This is your privacy, and I will keep it for you, but if you want me not to do the other two things, you need to cure your homosexuality. Otherwise, according to regulations, I will have to issue the shower notice and reject your application to live in the dormitory."

Bid: "What? Cure my homosexuality? Hasn't our country already removed homosexuality from the list of mental illnesses? How can it be cured? And I've already said that these medications can control both my physical and mental urges, which has been proven. There's no need to cure it, right?"

Gordon: "Not curing it? How can that be? First, the side effects of these medications are too severe and will affect your mission performance. Second, taking them for a long time will really castrate you, and there will be no way to save you. Even if you are saved, you'll be a eunuch, which is too cruel. As for the treatment method, although our country doesn't have a treatment method, there are specialized clinics in the United States that treat homosexuality. The professionals there have a high chance of straightening you out and returning you to normal. I want you to go there for treatment."

Bid: "..." ——speechless, sweating profusely

Gordon: "You don't need to worry about the medical expenses; the organization will cover them fully." ——teasingly

I (narrator): "Old man, you're too bad. He's clearly not worried about the money, is he?"

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