"Name?"
"Huai Shi."
"Gender?"
"Ahem, male."
On the chair in the office, Huai Shi twisted a little uneasily, raised his hand and asked, "Wait a minute, did we open a new volume?"
"Huh?" The registrar behind the desk looked up in confusion, not understanding what he was talking about.
"No, nothing."
After inspecting the Book of Destiny and discovering that it hadn't suddenly split apart, Huai Shi let out a sigh of relief. It was good that she hadn't opened a single volume; the plot was still under her control.
He had had enough of the sudden development of the Super Dimension.
Behind the desk, the young man with glasses looked at him in confusion. After a moment of silence, he pointed at Huai Shi's helmet and said, "I think it's better if you take that off."
"Uh, forget it …"
Huai Shi didn't know how to explain. After a long time, he said, "I'm afraid of strangers."
"…"
The registrar's face twitched. "Okay."
"By the way, where's the lady just now?" Huai Shi asked curiously.
"I don't know. She came back crying and ran away. Did something happen?" The young man scratched his head. "I'm also here to take over the shift. Please forgive me if I made any mistakes."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's everyone's first time." Huai Shi waved his hand and laid on the chair. Hearing the noise outside, he was relieved.
Fortunately, he ran fast. No one knew where he was.
"What's going on outside?" The young man frowned and asked.
"I don't know. Maybe there's a fight?" Huai Shi whistled innocently. Anyway, no one could see his guilty look through the mask. "The Jinling branch is really messy."
"Yeah …" The registrar sighed. "Where were we?"
"Take off the helmet."
"No, it's further ahead."
"Gender."
"Oh, oh, yes, gender, male …" The registrar hurriedly lowered his head and recorded. Then he looked up and asked, "In order to facilitate the unified management and all considerations when assigning tasks, can you show your soul ability and rank?"
As if he could sense Huai Shi's hesitation, he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, these will be recorded in a confidential file. It will be absolutely confidential."
Secret my ass.
Old Liu's example was right in front of him. His tear-stained reminder was still ringing in his ears: If you don't want to be transferred to some secret department to work overtime until you die, you must not show off how useful and unique your ability is.
Therefore, Huai Shi raised his head and said sincerely, "Rank 2 Gold Rank Ascendant. The Stigmata is a small lineage called Mountain Ghost. The ability is to grow grass. As for the soul … it is to transform into a blade. Look."
With that, Huai Shi stretched out his hand, and a sacrificial knife appeared in his hand. He stabbed it into the potted plant on the table, and a cactus immediately grew out …
"Uh … okay."
The scribe's pen flew as he quickly finished recording. He looked up and saw that Huai Shi was still poking her potted plant. She kept on poking the cactus as if she was afraid that he would not believe her. The corner of his eyes twitched. "That's enough, please stop poking."
"Oh, okay." Huai Shi withdrew his hand.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Excuse me, I have to take a call." The registrar smiled awkwardly.
Just as he hung up the phone, Huai Shi looked around the exquisite office. Although it was small, it was exquisitely decorated. Many places had been put in a lot of effort, just like a girl.
There was even a potted plant on the table. Life was interesting.
"Okay, I've arranged everything here. The work will be done soon." The registrar looked at the time again. "How about this, when I'm free, let's do it at 8: 10."
The call was hung up.
"By the way, how should I address you?" Huai Shi asked.
"Wind Review."
The young registrar smiled and pushed up his glasses. "Wind as in wind, review as in … Ah, no need to introduce yourself. I already know that you're Huai Shi."
"Okay, I've officially entered your information into the backend." He got up and extended his hand to Huai Shi. "You can check your records on your phone later. Soon, the confidentiality department will activate your authority and the account on the Metatron Cube, as well as internal merit points. I wish you all the best in your future operations."
"Thank you."
Huai Shi shook his hand politely.
The registration was over.
A huge stone was lifted from his heart.
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By the time Ai Qing found Huai Shi, it was already two hours after the meeting ended.
At eight o 'clock in the evening.
As if lost, Huai Shi had already wandered blindly into the kitchen.
"Where the hell did you go?" Ai Qing frowned and asked. "Didn't I say I'd wait in the lounge?"
"This …" The masked man's tone became strange. "It's a long story."
"Forget it, it's good that you're not in the lounge." Ai Qing shook her head unhappily. "The quality of these surrounding officers is too low. They actually fought in the branch and hung on the wall one by one … Do you know what's going on?"
"…" The masked man was silent.
Ai Qing frowned as if she felt that something was wrong. But then she heard the sound of the phone vibrating violently.
Emergency mobilization order.
Everyone assemble and set off to set up the perimeter defense.
— — The traces of Green Sun have been found.
.
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The location was in a huge hotel next to Xuanwu Lake.
Ten minutes ago, the traces of Green Sun members were confirmed. Then ten minutes later, the operation was ready and everyone was in position.
Under the shroud of the shadows, the special operations team from the trench prison, the Ascendant troops named 'Primordial Darkness', had already walked into the hotel with a huge luggage bag in hand, leaving only a dim shadow on the floor that slithered past.
"One in position."
"Whiteboard in position. What kind of stupid code name is that?"
"Two in position. Sparrow said that this is called 'when in Rome do as the Romans do'. Dongxia folk customs are so profound."
"Four in position. By the way, why am I called Four in position?"
"All in position. The surveillance has been shared. I want to eat soup dumplings."
"We'll eat later. Don't talk about food when you're working, okay?" A helpless voice sounded in the channel. "Sparrow in position."
"Everyone is here. Where are the targets?"
"A total of seven, all in the suites on the ninth floor. The structure is as shown in the picture. There are alarm systems in the corridor, but there are no traces of escapees … Also, they seem to be packing up and preparing to leave."
"There's no time to lose. Let's move quickly. One and Whiteboard are in charge of firepower support. Four in position and Qing Yise are in charge of blocking the border. As for the others … the others can do whatever they want."
Sparrow threw down the bulging luggage bag in her hand and took out a variety of guns and threw them to her companions. "Nine Treasures Lotus Lamp and I will be in charge of breaking in. Did they say to capture them alive or kill them all?"
"They didn't say."
"Since they didn't say, half of them will kill, and the other half will depend on luck."
Sparrow put on her bulletproof vest and pulled the bolt of the pump-action shotgun in her hand. "It's not easy to be a social animal. You're taking a break, lip-synching, and eating cheese hotpot. You come to work when you're told to, not giving any buffer time … Hey, do you usually take a break?"
"We often work overtime."
"What's a break?"
"What's a cheese hotpot?"
"No, what's a break?"
Sparrow's expression under her mask became more and more helpless. "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask … We're all social animals of the Astronomy Club when we're alive, and we're still the ghost animals of the Astronomy Club when we're dead. It's really not easy to give up our youth and grandchildren."
"Signal cut off, get ready. Countdown, five, four …"
Sparrow stood still in the room, took a deep breath, and looked at the Nine Treasures Lotus Lamp beside her. The Nine Treasures Lotus Lamp, who was as tall and sturdy as a giant, put on his helmet, lifted the large shield that was covered with armor plates, and the heavy High Frequency Axe that was charging forward, and cracked his neck.
A cracking sound rang out.
The lights in the empty room flickered.
They flickered in the countdown.
After illuminating the hole in the mask, Sparrow's eyes gradually turned cold.
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
In an instant, silence fell.
Everyone suddenly heard a sharp sound that seemed to pierce their eardrums. Amidst the roar, the entire building shook, and the huge ninth floor was instantly covered by shadows.
The depth index rose rapidly.
Under the manipulation of the outside world, a crack was carefully opened in the Great Mystic Zarathustra. In an instant, the laws of physics here were shrouded in darkness under the rapid rise of the depth index.
At the last moment, Sparrow let out a hoarse laugh in the darkness.
“Let’sPatty!”
Boom!
Under their feet, the solid floor fell apart in an instant.
Countless broken bricks and concrete structures quickly split apart and turned into thick dust. Like a rainstorm, the dust fell down with the two figures.
Amidst the dancing dust, the sparrow caught a glimpse of astonished faces.
Then, the roar of gunfire rang out.
The alchemy gunpowder burst out with blazing poisonous fire, propelling countless tiny iron balls to fly out, drawing a radiating silver light in the darkness.
Before the dense silver light like a rainstorm, all flesh and blood were torn apart and penetrated, smashed like rotten tomatoes in a blender, and blood splattered everywhere.
Sparrow had already landed, smiling at the shocked emptiness through the mask. She raised the barrel in her hand and pulled the trigger again.
An even deeper darkness descended upon them.
From the hoarse screams and roars, there were dull loud noises and the roar of gunfire. There was the terrifying sound of knives and axes cutting flesh and blood, and the silver light bursting out of scattershot.
But soon, the gunshots and loud noises had all dissipated.
In less than five seconds, the darkness gradually thinned.
What replaced it was a ghastly scarlet. Countless broken limbs and bones turned the messy room into a nightmarish hell.
Sparrow stood in hell, stepping on a pool of blood, and the scorching barrel was pressed against the forehead of the last survivor.
There was a sizzling sound.
"Don't cause any trouble, and don't run around blindly. You save yourself the trouble, and I save myself the trouble, understand?"
Sparrow squatted down and looked at his face, as if to say something about surrendering and sparing his life, but soon sighed helplessly. "Forget it, look at my eyes —"
And so, it was done.
With the crisp sound of a lighter, Sparrow lifted the mask, and the cigarette in her mouth was lit. The flickering flame illuminated the disgustingly handsome face and the deep sadness that could not be seen through.
"According to the original vacation plan, I should be in Rome for hair growth treatment … But I have to come back to clean up the trash."
Thinking of this, Yoo Dong-ri was so angry that his eyes turned red.
"Look at what you have done!"
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