Chapter 1081 Now

"Name?"

"Sophora poems."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

"19."

"The inspection is completed, the review is correct, the appointment is confirmed, and the permit is passed."

In front of that simple door, a dull voice said to Russell: "Welcome to the Astronomical Society, Mr. Huaishi."

"Well, I feel it."

Russell adjusted his tie and nodded towards the inspection procedure: "Thank you."

Then, after the door opened, he saw Yegor's stinky face inside the office.

It's like working overtime for half a year without taking a vacation, sleeping less than four hours a day and facing never-ending troubles...

No, it’s not ‘as if’ anymore.

It should be said that it is.

Seeing the old man walking in, Yegor couldn't help but want to rub his face: "I said, can't you just follow the procedure honestly? This artificial secretary has only been installed for two days!"

"Isn't it better to change it in just two days?"

Russell sat calmly on Yegor's favorite recliner, turned around in a circle, glanced at his old friend's twitching face, and told him: "The purpose of some programs is to prove that they are shit. Look. Look at this thing you have done, source identification, voice identification, soul identification... you are doing it here and there, you are doing so much, is it useful?"

"The point of a procedure is to follow it, even if...well, sometimes it's just a piece of shit, but it's better than not being even a piece of shit."

Yegor took off his reading glasses, put in two drops of eye drops, and rubbed his numb face: "Come on, friend, tell me what surprise you have prepared for me. What did you blow up?"

"Look at what you said, it's like we won't go out unless something happens." Russell's eyes widened in surprise: "Our Heavenly Lineage is based on the principle of maintaining the safety and interests of the current situation, and we never act recklessly!"

"Yes, yes, it is an utopia that abides by laws and regulations, is good at adapting to the administration, and has the courage to innovate to survive. As long as there is an astronomical society, there will never be any worries in the current situation, and everyone will have a bright future, okay?"

Yegor was too lazy to argue with him and asked directly: "What are you doing here?"

"Aren't we here to ask you about the situation?" Russell smiled and asked without shame.

"Everything has been announced. You need to know that you can go to the bulletin board or install a Tomorrow News APP... Those idiots released the news half an hour earlier than us."

"Bulletin board? Tomorrow's news? I believe those things. I might as well go around your lounge. To be honest, as long as there is whiskey and cigars, the vigilance of some decision-making room members will be horribly low..."

Russell shook his head disapprovingly: "You know what I want to hear, Yegor, not those high-sounding words, nor the good news used to coax children, but the real situation."

Yegor was silent for a long time, staring at him. Finally, he couldn't help shaking his head and spreading his hands: "Be considerate of me, friend, I am a fucking secretary-general after all, not an intelligence dealer in the black market... I have my own My concerns, my difficulties, you can't come to my office, it's like going to some gay club, and expect everyone to pull off their underwear and be honest with each other within five minutes."

"Tell me something you can talk about." Russell dragged a chair over and sat down, smiling: "I don't mind."

"..."

Yegor put down his pen, took a deep breath, inhaled, and exhaled, trying to resist the urge to pick up this thing and stab someone in the throat.

He reached out and pointed at the two piles of documents on the table that were almost half a meter high.

"What do you want to hear? Good news? Bad news? It's all here, Russell. You can tell at a glance. What else do you want to hear from me?"

To his left, the good news piled up like a mountain.

To his right, Bad News enjoyed the same height and treatment, with almost no difference.

In the half month since the war began, these reports have continued to increase at a rapid pace. While the two were talking, documents continued to be blown through the vacuum pipes, and were piled on top of two stacks by the artificially retarded secretary.

Relying on the outposts of the Heavenly Lineage and the expansion of the Silver Sea, a large number of ordinary people without souls were able to fight in hell. After obtaining the favorable location, the tension on manpower was greatly relieved.

But with the power of the present situation, it can compete with the entire abyss.

No matter how great the advantage is, it still cannot make people optimistic.

At this moment, within the entire depth of thirty, fierce fighting is still taking place on the battlefield. Between the border and hell, under the defense of various lineages and the dispatch of the Astronomical Society, high walls have been built in the hope that this A deep tide can end earlier.

The successful battle against Bo Xun gave the current situation a shot in the arm.

On the battlefield, they finally no longer have to face strange forces such as the Corruption Order and the Tranquility Society, nor do they have to worry about the souls of the victims being taken away by the abyss.

The demonic wisdom was completely broken up by the Survival Institute, divided and excised, and rendered harmless. It is expected that after two cycles, it will be completely finished.

At that time, the solidified souls scattered in the abyss will no longer be able to unite into one through the gravity of the abyss. Instead, they will gradually wear away during the long period of dispersion, and finally be scattered between the infinite depth and hell.

Divide into zeros.

And its core will be preserved forever under the seal of the Survival Institute.

Or become a glorious part of it, assume the position of the researcher, and usher in countless messy experiments.

Although people always feel uncomfortable because of mysticism and overly cruel style, you can always trust the Survival Institute when it comes to autism.

"Half and half, it seems that no one is serious about it yet." Russell sighed, "I'm afraid the bad days will be long...recently, various lineages have been making a lot of moves, which really makes me, an old man, panic."

Flustered?

hehe.

Yegor didn't even bother to sneer.

Even though each genealogist has a great cause, they still shed a lot of blood in the battle against Bo Xun, even compared with the fruitful results of permanently eradicating one of the elements of destruction.

After all, many sacrifices are no joke.

It was also during this period that the internal replacement of all lineages was completed.

Except for the three who are approaching their end or on the verge of solidification, the other victims have more or less left behind their own inheritance, or simply been reborn with the blessing of gods, dragon veins and even various secret rituals, and have been able to preservation.

According to the style of Xushengyuan, being a tool for one day is a tool for life, and making the best use of everything is their style. Whether those creators and grand masters were truly sacrificed or whether they were completely transferred into secret secret projects... No one knows, but those guys will never do business at a loss.

The Egyptian genealogy is still shrouded in the wind and sand. The Pharaoh's tomb guards its defense zone as firmly as Mount Tai, and the situation announced to the outside world is equivalent to no situation. Except for the special envoy stationed in the command bureau to ensure the stability of the situation, nothing else is known.

But I'm afraid it won't be their turn if the sky falls. After all, during the battle, in order to protect Prince Set, Egypt actually took out six relics of authority in one go. The family's wealth was so rich that even the commanding bureau was stunned.

With the correction points earned, three crowned ones were born in the Pantheon of Rome, Minerva, Venus and Aphrorite... The Praetorian Guards began their third expansion and expansion. Recruit and begin participating in frontline conflicts.

America no longer concealed its actions, and took out the war weapon that had been prepared for decades-the Heart of Extinction and the Solar Calendar Stone. The report of its formal use has been sent to the desk of the decision-making room. I don’t know how many people have been because of this these days. This is extremely noisy.

The Russian Alliance's Returnless Knights were reorganized again, and six Holy Spirits were descended in one go. The Archangel Legion has also been completely unblocked.

As for Dongxia, in addition to announcing that the Chunjun Project has entered the second phase, it has only announced some internal member changes, but the waves it caused have not calmed down yet.

In the two announcements of the appointment and dismissal of members, the first is that the old man of the original family came back to the mountain, awakened the authoritative relic, the Snake Sword, and assumed the command of frontline operations.

Fu Canguang officially retired, and the person who temporarily took Qilin's place to coordinate and manage the affairs of the defense area was a fifth-level crowned person whom no one knew.

All the information is unknown, and the only thing revealed is his code name.

--【chaos】.

Suddenly, without warning, a peerless strong man jumped out from the cracks in the rocks.

This is fucking outrageous.

The continuous actions broke the current situation that had existed for a long time. For a while, no one was sure of the future trends and directions, and they did not dare to make any moves easily.

"I've almost finished understanding what you want to hear." Yegor paused and asked meaningfully: "Now it's time to talk about what I want to hear, right?"

"Wow, your family in charge of the bureau has a great cause and is celebrating the New Year. Why do you have to argue with Huai Shi's child!" Russell was stunned: "Look at him, he has already advanced. How can he spit out the correction value for you?"

"This kind of thing doesn't end just by putting something in your pocket. There has to be an explanation."

Yegor's expression was solemn: "Besides, even with the size of the command bureau, the correction value is a precious combat readiness resource."

Although in the past seventy years, the command bureau has accumulated an unknown amount of correction value through maintaining and integrating the current situation, the actual reserve figure is still a secret among secrets.

Moreover, the reserves are large and the expenses are also large.

Every day when I open my eyes, there are so many gaps. Even if I move around and tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall, how long can it last? The gap will only get bigger.

The battle against Bo Xun some time ago has filled a huge demand gap. It not only expanded the scope of the Silver Sea, but also greatly strengthened the stability of the current defensive front.

And to this day, a large amount of correction values ​​are still being created in a steady stream to supply the consumption of the war.

If it weren't for the fact that the strategy does not allow for rash advancement, Yegor would have already wanted to incite the Survival Institute to kill another one... It would be better to kill the rancher, so that everyone can live a few good years and everyone can drive. Wouldn’t it be great if Bentley could receive another fifty months’ salary?

However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is too skinny. Not to mention whether the Survival Institute would agree to it, the idea of ​​killing the rancher simply had no chance of being realized.

Therefore, Yegor could only find another way.

Now, he was staring at Russell with red eyes, and he just wanted to condense a thousand words into one sentence.

——RNM, refund your money!

Russell, on the other hand, began to talk about it.

It is impossible to pay for it. The landlord's family has no food left. How can he expect himself, a long-term worker, to contribute?

Think about it.

The wool comes from the sheep.

If we want to solve this problem, we can only take out the tool man Huai Shi and take the blame again.

"Speaking of which..."

He rolled his eyes twice and suddenly asked: "Recently, the Survival Institute seems to be making new moves?"

"..."

Yegor's expression twitched.

"Look, the child doesn't have a job. He eats and drinks from home all day long, and idleness is not the answer. What can he come up with if you ask him to pay back the money? In the final analysis, he still needs to have a job, right?"

Russell held his chin and smiled:

"How about you make some arrangements?"

Well, 3,400 words of free chapter compensation ~ I originally wanted to update it yesterday, but things have been busy recently, and the follow-up outline has not been straightened out (or I haven’t figured it out yet), so let’s start with a little 'happiness' Everyday life~

Finally, I would like to recommend a new book by an old friend. It is absolutely refreshing. You can go to Kangkang!

[Scholar of the Great Wei Dynasty]

[The powerful exercises in this world all have side effects. Xu Qingxiao, who has the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace, can avoid side effects and start the journey to enlightenment]