In this regard, the decision-making room also divided several opinions.

　　

　　 Some people said that the transfer of personnel still needs to refer to Huai Shi's own meaning, the twisted melon is not sweet, and some people feel that the feelings are all getting along, you can go through the formalities first, and then take your time.

　　

　　Some people feel that it is too late. You see that he and Russell are in love with each other. Maybe even the child is about to be born. Could it be possible to dismantle the family's warm heavenly pedigree?

　　

　　 Some people feel that... Isn’t that great!

　　

　　 More people do not express their opinions.

　　

　　 But it is undeniable that after many years, the Administration Bureau once again felt the pain of brain drain from Huai Shi. Recalling the shadow of the Utopia, and the frustration of being a younger brother.

　　

　　 You said that you couldn’t think of throwing him away at the ivory tower for further study!

　　

　　 Isn’t this troublesome if you change the place?

　　

　　 In the final analysis, Russell’s **** was too cruel, and even the corners of the ruling bureau were digging into the corners, which was a bit too unhuman.

　　

　　 At this time of inability to do anything, everyone turned their attention to the introducer of Huai Shi to the Astronomical Society, Ella Meng.

　　

　　 I hope she can think of a way.

　　

　　 drove the fat tiger away and regained the favor of Huai Shizuka.

　　

　　 And Ai Qing, sipping coffee blankly, the official office replied: "The military attaché system is directly under the decision-making room and has nothing to do with the overhead floors.

　　

　　 I don’t think I have any comments on this matter. "

　　

　　 Yegor was taken aback, and immediately confused.

　　

　　 "Ah this, I thought you guys..."

　　

　　 He raised his hands and made a gesture of clasping his fingers. Then, under Ai Qing's increasingly cold eyes, he did not say the second half of the sentence.

　　

　　 can only hold up the water glass in a humble manner.

　　

　　 Feel the complexity of the feelings between young people today...

　　

　　 "Where he wants to go is his own business. I don't think there is much to consider about this matter. Just ask him directly."

　　

　　 Ai Qing put down the coffee cup coldly: "However, IMHO - before then, please buy the highest level of life insurance in the Survival Hospital. Not everyone is as lucky as Rene."

　　

　　 As she said, she picked up the cylindrical pen attached to the folder, clicked it twice, and put it in her pocket.

　　

　　 The crisp sound is so sweet.

　　

　　 Yegor was helpless.

　　

　　 "It's true that such a pure person can get the choice and love of the heavenly genealogy." He pinched the bridge of his nose: "It seems that many people are going to be disappointed."

　　

　　 "The second half is correct, but the first half is a bit problematic."

　　

　　 Ai Qing finally corrected: "Egor, it was not the heavenly genealogy that chose him."

　　

　　 "He chose the heavenly genealogy."

　　

　　 Just like that, she turned to leave and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

　　

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　　 "Ah, I have had enough...Why do internships all sit in the office and do problems?"

　　

　　 When the e-mails representing the new job sounded, Fu Yi raised his head in despair: "It's a beach holiday, what about bonfires and bbq?"

　　

　　 "That's all used to deceive newcomers. The sea and beaches of the Survival Institute are all experimental areas of the creator. You don't want to wear a swimsuit, basking in the sun and singing songs, and you are suddenly caught by a big monster, right?"

　　

Next to 　　 is the temporary partner and roommate Gemma, a blonde girl from the American Ivy League.

　　

　　 It is said that the precious blood of the gods is still flowing in the body, but even she herself doesn't care much about the thinness of the bloodline. At most, she has worked hard to the extent that a cerebral hemorrhage can only make her hair shine at night.

　　

At this moment, she is not at all like the rumored aristocratic lady, unkempt, squatting on the office chair, turning around, and urging to Fu Yi: "The analysis report of the awareness layer in Australia is quick to give me, my side You need to use it for summarization. The gentlemen in front are waiting for the data."

　　

　　 "I'm doing it, I'm doing it."

　　

　　 Fu Yi sighed, right-clicked to create a new document, and once again buried his head in the data of the vast sea of ​​silver, dazzled.

　　

　　 After finally raising his head, it was already four hours later.

　　

　　 Fu Yi took a self-portrait in the mirror in his bag, desperately covering the dark circles under his eyes that both foundations couldn't cover.

　　

　　 "So, does the internship at the Survival Institute mean to be a tool person?" She slumped in a chair weakly: "It's fine for the holiday beach, why don't you even have practical exercises?"

　　

　　 "Practical? You are really a newcomer."

　　

　　 Gemma turned around and took two puffs of the e-cigarette: "This is the first time?"

　　

　　 "That's right." Fu Yi sighed.

　　

　　 "Wow, you are so fast, I thought you were my predecessor, I didn't expect it."

　　

Gemma scratched her head dumbly: "As soon as she was able to get the first internship, she would be assigned to the analysis team of the central control room to process the documents and she would have won the lottery. I don't know how many people lined up to apply. "

　　

　　 "I came here to observe the Sea of ​​Silver at close range."

　　

　　 Fu Yi lay on the chair, unloved.

　　

"Then you can get through it." Gemma said sympathetically, "According to the rules, newcomers like us will have two years of internship, one year of inspection and training before graduation from the independent practice. There are still five years of assistant work... the fastest record is six years, and then..."

　　

　　 "Then?"

　　

　　 "Then you can celebrate thirty years of **** without holidays and work overtime!"

　　

Gemma made a stab at Fu Yi's hope: "It is said that after the age of sixty, you can temporarily lift the confidentiality level and move freely in the priority area... If you want me to say, you might as well take advantage of it. Young, transfer analysts with me, at least there are normal holidays and rest."

　　

　　 "Stop talking, I want to go home."

　　

　　 Fu Yi's answer is breathless. "Why do I still need to be a social animal when I get to the Survival Hospital? My dad still counts on me to provide for the elderly."

　　

　　 "Hey, at least the nursing home in Shambhala of the Survival Home is well equipped, and the family members of employees can also get discounts."

　　

　　 Gemma looked at her sympathetically, as if thinking of something, and glanced left and right.

　　

　　 During the night shift, there are no people in the office.

　　

She leaned in, looked around sneakily, then took out something from her pocket, and said in a low voice, "Let you see a good thing... This is a ugly thing. My uncle who works in the bureau gave it to me. It's definitely the spiritual food for the long hours of overtime."

　　

　　 Seeing her weird and mysterious look, it is not surprising even if she touches out a bag of white powder in the next moment.

　　

　　 But then, she found out that she took out a mobile phone...

　　

　　 Click to open the video.

　　

　　 A familiar face was revealed.

　　

　　 Junsu's face was stained with blood, and she looked up blankly, as if she could see a probe in the sky.

　　

　　 Fu Yi took a deep breath and almost jumped out of the chair in fright.

　　

　　 "...this, this, this what?"

　　

　　 "What else can it be? You don't know this, do you?"

　　

Gemma looked at the country girl in disbelief: "The latest secret 8k HD version of the Prince of Paradise! I dragged it down with the dormitory’s wifi for several hours, and tomorrow’s news outside can sell you $60,000 in one minute. Yeah!"

　　

　　 "Uh, is this... hot?"

　　

　　 "Of course, I even brushed the rocket for him back then!" Gemma suddenly burst into laughter, "Oh, look, I'm already healed in this aspect, oh, my mother's heart has melted..."

　　

"Wait, no matter how you look at it, it's the scene of the murder, right? And you should be one year older than him."

　　

　　 Fu Yi's eyes jumped wildly, and it was difficult to understand: "But, it looks like I'm getting fat...I have been eating well recently."

　　

"Ok?"

　　

　　 Gemma's eyes gleamed, and she leaned forward with a message: "Fu, are you also a member!"

　　

"No, no, I will avoid it. His surroundings are too expensive and I can't afford it." Fu Yi was ashamed, "It just happened to be the same as my dog's name, so I paid attention to it... right, Huai poetry?"

　　

　　 The second half of the sentence was addressed to a stupid dog looking under the table.

　　

　　 The stupid dog grinned and shed a bunch of slaps.

　　

　　 "Ah, speaking of..."

　　

　　 Gemma seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the roommate in front of her curiously: "Do you...know?"

　　

　　 "No, huaishi is a very common name in Dongxia. If you shout on the street, there are seven or eight people looking back at you..."

　　

Fu Yi coughed and started to talk calmly: "Just like your John and Peter, it means blessing your children to grow up safely and having many children. It's just that people with this name are generally easy to be scumbags. , Gemma, you must be careful."

　　

　　 "Is that so?" Gemma was shocked all year.

　　

"Of course."

　　

　　 Fu Yi struggled to maintain his peace, and quickly changed the subject: "But what is he doing?"

　　

"The war between the Heavenly Genealogy and the Golden Dawn, the duel between the two generations of the chief commander-isn't it very powerful!" Gemma held her mobile phone to show off, and soon became annoyed: "Ah, there must be a new card. , What should I do if I don’t have enough wallet? If I can grab the signature version, it will last a long time... ahem, I mean a long time to appreciate it."

　　

　　 Your ‘appreciation’, is it serious?

　　

　　 Fu Yi's mouth twitched, speechless.

　　

　　 I still feel that I should follow my instincts and stop talking about this topic, which is easy to burn a friend’s house if I accidentally say something.

　　

　　 But her gaze still couldn't help it, and she fell to the screen in Gemma's hand. After a long time, she reluctantly shook her head.

　　

　　 "However, if I take a look like this occasionally, isn't it pretty handsome..."

　　

　　 She sighed softly, withdrawing her gaze.

　　

　　 thought about it, thought about it again, thought about it again. In this way, after hesitating for a long time, he picked up the phone, opened the address book, and edited the information.

　　

　　[Play well]

　　

　　The text message has been sent.

　　

　　 She leaned on the chair, yawned, and took time to rest before the next batch of emails arrived.

　　

　　 The long road to overtime has just begun.

　　

　　 can be heard when Ding's reply comes.

　　

　　 The corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitched slightly.

　　

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　　 Tianzhu, Langa City

　　

　　 The border formed by the fall of the ten demon kings in the past is like a city on an empty cliff. Looking down, one can faintly glimpse the remains of the three cities of gold, silver, and black iron shot by the **** of destruction.

　　

　　 Those magnificent buildings are full of cracks, floating above hell, confirming the glory of the past.

　　

　　 And at the highest point of this city, on the square of the solemn temple, there was silence at this moment. The brahmin priests who were sitting on both sides stared in amazement, staring at the slender figure of the challenger.

　　

　　 Click and wipe.

　　

　　 There was a small, light sound.

　　

　　 A crack appeared on the glazed tiles, but for those present, it was tantamount to a mighty thunder!

　　

　　——In the past fifty years, someone has once again smashed the thin tiles in Rama's hand with the axe!

　　

　　 There are still people in this world who can shake the majesty of this **** of martial arts!

　　

　　 Even the figure sitting like a mountain on the high platform raised its eyebrows in surprise...

　　

　　 And Luo Xian took a step back.

　　

　　 sweating, panting violently.

　　

　　 is almost unsteady.

　　

　　 After the majestic projection of Rama holding the axe disappeared, on the high platform, the middle-aged woman with long hair decorated with gold and precious stones and painted on her face appeared.

　　

　　 looked down on the challenger like this, never furious, but laughed with joy.

　　

　　 "Yes, Luo Xian, you are very nice..." She reached out to the younger generation in front of her and invited, "Why don't Luo Si be that ineffective guy and be my daughter?"

　　

　　 Luo Xian shook her head and smiled slightly: "Do you want to be loved by someone like me?"

　　

For example, the crowned person who maintains the genealogy of Zhu today, the current generation of Rama with axe-Sonam Balan shook his head disapprovingly: "Is the love of the abyss and the love of the world different? What you are obsessed with, in In my opinion, it's not worth mentioning... This is Tianzhu, Luo Xian, even King Asura can move to heaven with asceticism!

　　

　　 If there is a difference between the abyss and the present, you may not be able to get out of the contradiction in your life. "

　　

　　 "If I don't care, won't others care?"

　　

　　 Luo Xian replied calmly: "At best, it's just self-deception. If you can't even understand your own essence, how can you understand others?"

　　

　　 "If that's the case, I will treat you as if you declined."

　　

　　 Sonam shook his head slightly: "Although you don't know good or bad, everyone has their own ambitions. You have your own choice. I don't force it.

　　

　　 Follow our bet, Luo Xian, you broke the tiles in my hand and won this victory. You can take the map leading to the three cities of **** and the relics of your mother before solidification.

　　

　　 But you have to understand that even if you find her, you may not be able to get the answer you want. "

　　

　　 "I just want to find it."

　　

　　 Luo Xian asked: "Does my daughter still need a reason to see her mother?"

　　

　　 "It is true, but the result may not be good."

　　

　　 Sonam stared mercifully at the younger generation in front of him, for a long time, sighed, turned and left.

　　

　　 Returning to the silent temple, Luo Xian raised her head and stared at the gloomy sky.

　　

　　 For a long time, a silent smile.

　　

　　 In the evening ~lightnovelpub.net~ Luo Xian walked out of the temple, carrying a suitcase, leading a white horse, towards the entrance of hell.

　　

　　 just before passing through that door, I felt a shock in my arms.

　　

　　 A message from afar jumped out on the dim screen.

　　

　　 made her stunned for a moment.

　　

　　 Soon, the smile became soothing and happy.

　　

　　 "Isn't that amazing, Huai Shi."

　　

　　 "Come on, come on..."

　　

　　 So, looking back with expectation, finally glanced at the world.

　　

　　 Never look back.

　　

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　　 In the early morning, the basement was opened.

　　

　　 Tongji stepped barefoot on the cold floor, couldn't help yawning, and walked to the kitchen sleepily.

　　

　　 "Ah, so sleepy..."

　　

　　 Her footsteps stopped for a moment, and she looked out the window suspiciously: "Huh? Why are there pits and pits outside, the old house, what happened? Has our neighborhood been demolished?"

　　

　　 "Miss Tong Ji, you finally..."

　　

　　 Outside the window, the hardworking and busy uncle in the garden raised his head in surprise, and then... dumbfounded.

　　

　　 The bucket dropped and fell to the ground.

　　

　　嘭!