No matter what, the sunlight in the world was comforting.
Fali was a little upset about Chen Zhao's sudden disappearance for a day again.
Chen Zhao would tell her every time, but just like last time, he disappeared for a day without warning.
After much persuasion, Chen Zhao finally calmed her down.
The next day, Chen Zhao went to the headquarters.
"Where are they? Gather everyone."
"President, Mr. West went to our superior department," Jolag said beside Chen Zhao.
"Then don't worry about him. Gather the other members."
"Do we have to do missions outside too?"
"I don't care, but don't say I didn't warn you if you miss this opportunity."
"What opportunity?" Everyone was curious. Was Chen Zhao going to give them some benefits again?
"Anyway, I'll just wait for two hours," Chen Zhao said. "Those who can come back in time will come. If not, then forget it."
…
"Mr. West, the president seems to have a plan again. It looks like he's giving you benefits. How long will it take for you to come back?"
"Not so soon …" West was a bit depressed. The anti-terrorism department was really slow.
He'd just sat on the bench for an hour.
He didn't know what benefits Chen Zhao was going to give him. He didn't know if he could make it in time.
Just then, a female secretary walked out.
"Mr. West, the president wants you in."
West tidied up his clothes and walked into the office.
"Mr. President, hello."
Lei Ang put down the documents in his hands. "Why are you here? Did something happen to the association? "
"No, Mr. President, I'm here to submit our budget report for next year. Our president also said that he hopes to receive the funds at the beginning of the year."
Hearing this, Lei Ang slammed the table and stood up. "The Supernatural Organization is only a subordinate department of the anti-terrorism department. Even our regular army doesn't have such a requirement. What right do you have to make such a request to a superior department?"
"Mr. President, we've participated in many operations this year and achieved great results, so we have —"
"That's what you guys should be doing!" Lei Ang interrupted West.
"I …"
"Anything else?"
"Nothing …" West lowered his head.
"Also, that President of yours has been here for more than half a year, but he still hasn't met me. Call him here tomorrow, I want to see him." Lei Ang said.
West groaned inwardly. According to Lei Ang's aggressive attitude, they would probably start fighting if they met the equally aggressive Chen Zhao.
"Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, remember to close the door when you leave. "
West was depressed as he left the Counter Control Headquarters dejectedly.
On the way back to the association headquarters, West could not calm down.
He didn't know how to tell Chen Zhao.
When West arrived at the headquarters, he realized that everyone was gathered in the open space outside.
"Mr. West is back."
West walked over. "President."
"Yes, you came just in time." Chen Zhao nodded. "Okay, I have something to show you."
Chen Zhao took out the Tower of Trials and placed it on the ground. "Move back 30 meters."
"Guild Leader, what is this?"
"It looks like some kind of weapon."
"Or a bomb?"
"Bomb? Judging from the material, it should be a rock, right? "
"It looks more like an art piece."
Everyone guessed and looked at Chen Zhao curiously.
Chen Zhao started chanting a spell.
Then, the Tower of Trials started expanding before everyone's eyes. Bigger, bigger, bigger …
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, their faces filled with disbelief.
"What is this?"
"So big …"
"Oh my god, is this a tall tower?"
After the Tower of Trials reached a height of 100 meters, it finally stopped.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Training Tower.
Chen Zhao was very proud of his display.
"President, what is this?" West was also so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
Everyone looked at the Tower of Trials in disbelief.
"This is …" Chen Zhao was about to explain when someone interrupted him.
"Wait … Is it my imagination?"
"The tower seems to be falling …"
"No, it doesn't seem …"
"It's really going to fall."
"F * ck, run …" Chen Zhao yelled. It was really going to fall.
Everyone ran for their lives in fear.
Engelite was the fastest.
The Tower of Trials slowly tilted to the right, more and more.
Rumble —
The Tower of Trials fell on the headquarters. More than half of the center was destroyed.
Everyone who had just experienced a frightening moment watched as their headquarters was destroyed just like that. Their expressions all froze.
They looked at Chen Zhao in shock. Chen Zhao was also very embarrassed.
"Uh … It was an accident …" Chen Zhao scratched his face.
He'd really embarrassed himself this time.
He didn't expect such an accident to happen.
Chen Zhao hadn't thought much when he'd displayed the Tower of Trials.
But when he placed it on the ground, the ground couldn't bear the weight of the Tower of Trials. It deformed and caused the Tower of Trials to collapse.
Everyone's expressions froze. They looked at Chen Zhao and then at the huge tower that had destroyed their headquarters.
"Don't say anything." Chen Zhao stopped them.
He walked up and chanted a spell. The Tower of Trials shrank again and Chen Zhao put it away.
"Great … President's weapon is very powerful. Any demon or monster will be turned to ashes by this weapon." West was the first to cheer.
"Yes, yes. Congratulations, President, for getting this weapon."
"Yes, yes. President, what's the name of this weapon?"
West had wanted to give Chen Zhao a way out, but after his explanation, Chen Zhao felt even more embarrassed.
Chen Zhao felt even more embarrassed. How was this a weapon? This was the Tower of Trials!
"Actually, I've always felt that our headquarters' architectural style is too old. I've wanted to tear it down and rebuild it for a long time."
"I think so too. President, you're wise."
"We can use this opportunity to renovate the headquarters."
Chen Zhao's lips twitched. "Okay, I'll pay for the rebuilding."
Chen Zhao was very depressed.
What was going on? They'd demolished the headquarters for no reason.
Chen Zhao took out his phone and found Felwood Cisco's number.
"Hello, Mr. Felwood, I have a project here. Are you interested? The budget is around two million dollars. "
"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen, thank you so much." Felwood almost jumped up from his seat.
A budget of two million dollars was definitely a big project.
"Then when shall we meet?"
"I'll arrange for someone to meet you. You can talk to him."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
