Chapter 1033 Outrageous

Late night, London border.

The command center of the central decision-making room of the Administrative Bureau is brightly lit, and every tired face looks serious and dignified.

The piercing sound of the alarm just now seems to still be echoing in the ears, making people nervous. They stare at the screen nervously, waiting for the result.

The participants were still the same group of participants. Anyway, the high-level ascendants basically didn't sleep or rest for several weeks and could only yawn at most. They didn't even doze much at all.

The other ordinary members who worked overtime and stayed up late were basically dragged out of their beds by the sound of the alarm, and sat in their seats with disheveled hair, looking at each other.

Especially when he saw the natural enemy Tyr who just walked out of the side door, his nerves became even more tense.

Will natural enemies appear at this time?

It makes people smell something bad...

"What happened?" Later people asked uneasily: "Hell finally launched an attack? Which ruler wants to enter the border? Or is it the element of destruction?"

And the people waiting here are also confused.

When there is no detection report from the Bronze Eye, no one dares to make an easy conclusion.

But the border defense front remained calm, like stagnant water, with no fluctuations, not even a friction or fire. But why did the security alarm sound suddenly?

And when the preliminary report from the Bronze Eyes was delivered, everyone looked at each other in shock.

--earthquake.

To be precise, it is a deep shock.

Then, there was a terrifying storm that swept through the entire Depth 10 region, causing the rulers' advance legions to suffer unexpected heavy losses.

Moreover, due to the gathering of hells caused by deep tides and the connection of the ladder of hell, earthquakes and storms that were originally limited to one hell spread several times, bringing unexpected attacks and attacks to dozens of hells. Heavy losses.

Even Hell's Stairway has been interrupted, and one can foresee Golden Dawn's now-exploding blood pressure, as well as the terrifying workload ahead.

And the tragic losses of many rulers...

It was not bad news, on the contrary, the news was so good that no one could believe it. Even Bronze Eyes did not dare to make a conclusion easily after repeated verifications.

"What the hell?"

It was as if two armies were facing each other, and when they were lining up, they suddenly saw a big fireball falling from the sky and smashing into the opposite nest...

For a time, a dreamlike feeling emerged from everyone's hearts.

There are more people gritting their teeth and starting to inject vitality potions into themselves, suspecting that they haven't woken up yet...

Some genealogies have already sent messengers to start verification on their own, or used detectors to start detailed observations.

Amidst everyone's low-pitched conversations and exchanges, someone with sharp eyes saw Yegor quietly walking in from the side door. The old man obviously hadn't had time to change his clothes yet, and he was still wearing slippers.

And when he saw him sitting next to Russell, Xuanniao, who was not far away, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he understood something.

Russell, on the other hand, was still playing with his phone with his head down.

Suddenly didn't realize it.

Yegor's face was expressionless.

This old thing has already started acting...

He coughed twice in a low voice, and when Russell finally looked up, he asked in a low voice: "Genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven... Your Ivory Tower, no, does Huai Shi have any other tasks?"

"No, what's wrong?" Russell asked, seemingly puzzled.

For a moment, Yegor's expression became extremely strange.

Keep an eye on Russell.

Russell also looked at him, full of doubts: "What, something happened to him?"

"No, he's fine."

Yegor was silent for a moment and whispered: "But he blew up the Thunder White Plains."

"..."

"..."

In the brief silence, neither of them spoke, but the eyes they looked at each other were full of confusion and countless question marks. The expressions on their faces changed, and every wrinkle was filled with the words "Are you fucking kidding me?"

One doubt you know, one doubt you doubt I know...

Baby, get it on.

"...exploded?"

After a long time, Russell finally broke the matryoshka cycle and verified it again.

"Yes, it exploded."

Yegor nodded and said with great confidence: "To put it simply, he built a big bomb and blew half of Hell into the sky. It also brought with it an entire Hell settlement and more than six large groups, as well as the following four legions... …”

What the hell?

The looks he got were getting weirder and weirder.

Almost doubting my ears.

"That's outrageous!"

Russell interrupted him without thinking and corrected him seriously: "Our school will never accept such accusations of terrorist attacks. Mr. Huaishi has always been our model employee, with good conduct and charity..."

After a moment of confusion, the old man instinctively began to distance himself from the relationship.

I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense!

"Okay, Mr. Russell, we are not here to hold you accountable."

Yegor sighed and pushed the document in his hand directly: "Since you have spoken, there must be conclusive evidence - this is the information that has just been passed on: Harper in the current situation has detected an explosion caused by the impact of an exoplanet. , the visual light level reached 1.16.

At the same time, our detector in hell detected a large oscillation at a depth of about 10 meters.

And the images and photos about Huaishi taken at the scene.

It is conservatively estimated that after destroying a hell settlement, he annihilated more than three organized hell legions, and used some unknown method to kill a group of extremely dangerous depth wanderers... triggering a wave of events that affected three depths. , dozens of hellish storms.

This greatly delayed the gathering speed of Hell's advance troops, and the turbulence of the deep tide interfered with the ascent of some rulers, buying us at least a week, or more. "

"..."

Silence, long silence, Russell's expression was full of suspicion.

Looking at Yegor in front of him.

——Who is Loki among us?

But he never smelled any lies from beginning to end, and there was no need for Yegor to tease himself at this juncture.

But the problem is...

He really doesn’t know anything!

How could he have imagined that Huaishi had just stepped out of the door, and within a few days, he would be doing such a big job?

If he had prepared for this in advance, why would he be sitting here in a daze?

Double the fucking leverage and defraud a big wave of investment, and then start betting on another fucking wave. If everything goes smoothly, I'm afraid the bad guys on the connection board will be found by now.

——Even at any time, this is a great victory worthy of a special medal!

You know, if something like the defensive line can be repaired, it will be effective.

But if you want to cultivate one point, you have to exert one point of effort.

time.

Time is always the key and there is never enough. With a week like this, you can be a little more sure. In particular, adjust the rotation of guardians in each region and ensure that sufficient manpower can be mobilized at critical times.

Forget the usual situation, within the scope of the three major blockades, there is no shortage of firepower and support.

But if a ruler is dispatched, they will need to be supported by a fifth-level ascendant. Some extremely powerful ones may need to be adjusted by the crowned person and use authoritative relics to repel or kill them.

Now that there was an extra week out of thin air, not only the decision-making room was relieved, but those on the front line who were repeatedly on the verge of death from overwork wanted to set up a memorial tablet for Huai Shi and burn incense every day.

I just ask Mr. Huaishi to work harder and perform better in hell.

Only Russell felt a little heartbroken for a moment.

There was once an opportunity to defraud money before him, but he didn't cherish it!

"If that's the case, can we discuss the distribution of correction values?" Russell's eyes had not even finished turning around before he had already raised the big blade with great deftness, "We can't let heroes Bleeding and crying, right?”

"You just said you didn't admit it..."

"In other words, Huai Shi is the mainstay of our Heavenly Kingdom pedigree. He has reliable character, noble morals, and a kind heart. What he likes most is helping the old lady cross the road. Besides, this time, you are performing the task of the command bureau. You always Can’t you just give me verbal praise?”

Before this guy became more and more outrageous, Yegor raised his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, stop talking. In addition to the distortion originally promised, the correction value administration bureau for Huaishi's advancement has taken care of it. All right?"

Rather than letting him ask for a price, it's better to lay out the conditions yourself.

Otherwise, this old bastard will definitely bite him to death and not relax.

But this time, Russell did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but showed a suspicious look:

"you sure?"

"Of course. As a secretary-general, I still keep my word."

Yegor nodded and didn't care.

Although the correction value is precious, it should be used on the edge of the knife. Besides, as an ascendant from the third level to the fourth level, how much correction value can he burn?

At worst, I'll give you double the amount.

But for some reason, Russell's eyes made him feel a little embarrassed.

It's like looking at the big fat pig at the entrance of the village during the Chinese New Year.

"Why are you laughing?" Yegor wondered.

"No, it's nothing."

Russell smiled honestly, "Every good thing is a good thing."

Yegor was silent for a long time, always feeling that the old man was up to something, but he couldn't figure it out, so he continued: "But, in the end, I still have a question."

"Please speak, please speak."

The secretary-general was silent for a moment, coughed, and said with emotion: "I understand that the task of Heavenly Genealogy is arduous, and it is also the most dangerous among all outpost plans. The risks that Huaishi Team has to bear are also the highest."

"Everywhere, everyone is making contributions to the current situation. What is the distinction between high and low?"

Russell replied reservedly: "This is all the work of the Kingdom of Heaven lineage. Don't worry about it. It's just that you look at the border trade agreement I mentioned a few days ago..."

"Let's talk about that another time!"

Yegor resisted the urge to choke and brought the topic back with difficulty: "In short, the decision-making room is very pleased that the Kingdom of Heaven lineage can stand up at this time and set an example for everyone, and also wants to set an example. but……"

He rubbed his eyebrows, pulled out a photo from the file, placed it in front of Russell, and asked doubtfully:

"——Why is he not wearing any clothes?"

In the photo, the man standing on the scorched earth, with his hands on his hips, stood magnanimously into the wind, against the ruins of the ruins, he looked indescribably chic and handsome.

I just don't know why, but I can't find it.

Naked!

"Well……"

Russell's expression stiffened for a moment, then calmed down quickly, and he replied calmly: "Maybe it's because of the heat."

"hot?"

The corners of Yegor's eyes twitched.

"Well, hell, it's reasonable to be warmer...Besides, young people always have some unknown habits and occasionally lose their temper. This is normal and not surprising. We elders must always be tolerant and kind. Guidance is.”

Russell said earnestly: "You see, as a mountain ghost, he is expressing his disappointment and anger at the illegal discharge of wastewater and waste. At the same time, he wore a few fewer clothes and set an example to remind everyone to reduce carbon emissions. , care for nature and the ecological environment..."

For a moment, Yegor felt that it made sense and couldn't help but nod.

But before he could recover, he heard a scratching sound.

The flash went off.

Russell's hand had quietly stuffed the phone back into his pocket, as if nothing had happened.

"..."

Yegor was speechless.

.

Conversation is actually physical work, especially when the person is an old bastard like Russell.

When Yegor was about to leave, he had already begun to feel dizzy. Fortunately, he remained vigilant until the end and did not let this guy steal anything from him again.

Exhausted physically and mentally.

But before he had even taken two steps, a staff member came up to him beaming with joy, giving him an ominous premonition.

"Mr. Yegor, Mr. Yegor!"

The staff showed the tablet and renderings in their hands: "Our promotional pictures have been prepared. According to your instructions, we will release key news and publicize it throughout the country.

Take a look, is there anything else that needs to be changed? "

On the tablet's reality, between the passionate words, is a full-length portrait of a man standing in hell, with bronze skin, long hair blowing in the wind, and a majestic expression.

He is as majestic as a hero in a classical oil painting.

At the same time, the same goes for not wearing any clothes.

Suddenly, Yegor suddenly had a hallucination of cerebral hemorrhage, and his eyesight turned black.

"How is it? Is it perfect?" The staff member said excitedly: "I haven't seen such a beautiful news photo for many years? Look at the light and shadow, look at the lines, it's simply impeccable!"

"..."

Facing the tablet that was about to hit his face, Yegor subconsciously stepped back a little, his expression wrinkled, he hesitated to speak, and was speechless.

He only gestured blankly with his hands, opened his mouth several times, and finally said tiredly: "I understand the truth-seeking spirit of you journalists, but sometimes, you... at least... draw him some pants... …Okay?”

"What about that style?"

The staff asked: "Do you have any requirements for the style? Do you think this dark purple triangle is better? Or the bright red boxer style is better?

Or should we be bolder, or should it be more in line with our personal style? "

Can't you fucking change the photo? !

Yegor still wanted to say a few words, but for the sake of his blood pressure and life span, he no longer wanted to read it.

I could only cover my face numbly, "You... you can do your best..."

So, the matter was settled.

Twenty minutes later, a series of crisp prompts sounded in the current situation, borders, seven continents, eight oceans, the five permanent members of the Astronomical Society and even hundreds of independent border city-states.

The brand new tomorrow's news headline pop-up window is pushed to every user's mobile phone screen.

Illuminating the dull faces.

The short and passionate text narrates the whole story of this surprise attack behind enemy lines, and praises the hero's achievements without reservation. The ultra-high-definition full-body photo at the front shows every reader the unruly appearance of the person involved.

Especially the hot styles, bold lines, childlike patterns and colors have aroused the trembling hearts and curiosity of countless girls.

And half an hour later, a brand new entry appeared on today’s hot searches.

Countless people are wondering and anxiously waiting for the answer:

——What is that pink pig head?

I had insomnia until 4 a.m., got up at 7 a.m. to line up for vaccination, and then accompanied Bai Ze to remove the sutures. Finally, when I got home, I sent the sick dog to the clinic. When I got home, I was slumped in a chair and couldn't move. Fortunately, I was still alive yesterday. There is a little saving. My ears are ringing now, and I feel like I have no choice tomorrow...