Ling Ping'an put down the book in his hand.
He shook his head slightly, stood up, and turned on the lights of the bookstore.
"Little darling..." he asked his cat, "We didn't eat lunch!"
Meow!
The little guy meowed softly.
"Order takeout!" Ling Ping'an said.
So he took out his phone and seriously searched on the takeout app.
It was already evening, and the business of the takeout shop was at its peak.
Therefore, there were many more shops.
Unfortunately...
Ling Ping'an looked around, but he couldn't find a shop that he liked.
There was no other way!
Ling Ping'an could only run to the small shop on the street and buy a bucket of instant noodles.
Then, he poured some cat food for his cat.
After making the noodles, Ling Ping'an sat at the counter.
He looked at his cat and didn't seem to be satisfied with the taste of the cat food.
"Eat!" He said, "Live a hard life for a few days!"
The Chiba family went to the imperial capital.
There was no way to eat takeout.
Ling Ping'an picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
The taste... How should he put it... It felt like biting plastic.
He sighed.
Then, he looked at his cat with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Forget it!" He threw away his chopsticks, "Brother has worked hard today... Let's eat a good meal!"
Meow!
The little guy was extremely happy. He immediately threw down his cat food and jumped onto Ling Ping'an, kissing and rubbing against him.
Ling Ping'an shook his head. He tried his best to suppress the coldness in his heart.
Only gentleness could fight against coldness.
Therefore, he smiled, stroked his cat, and said dotingly, "Let's go!"
"Let's go upstairs and cook!"
Coincidentally, the various specialties of Beizhou that his aunt brought back last time hadn't been opened yet!
Ling Ping'an remembered that there were two bags of cooked and frozen Xinan prawns.
Although he didn't really like to eat this kind of cooked and frozen seafood.
But wasn't there no other way now?
He closed the door, brought his cat, and walked upstairs.
...
Song Shihui watched the surveillance footage over and over again.
Although it was just a very ordinary scene, it wasn't strange for any ordinary person to see it.
But...
He still watched it over and over again.
Because...
This was a public event of an unimaginably powerful ancient god.
How could such an existence's every move be ordinary?
Unfortunately, no matter how he looked, he could not find any abnormalities or hints.
"Could it be that he just casually went out?" Song Shihui could not help but suspect.
But reason told him that things weren't that simple.
Because, even a small boss in today's society would not suddenly talk to his employees for no reason.
However, the surveillance footage showed that everything was normal.
At most, it was just that the Witch of the Feast was very agitated and excited.
This was understandable.
This was because the witches of the feast seemed to have a relationship with the Ancient God that was based on a superior and subordinate relationship, or even a master-servant relationship.
Unfortunately, there were only images and no sound in the surveillance.
After learning from Lingyu's mistake, no one dared to casually record it.
That would kill people!
Just as he was puzzled, he received a call.
The call was from Xia Ping.
"What?" Song Shihui's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"The witches of the feast have collectively proposed that they are willing to join the Blackguard..." he frowned. "They are also willing to obey orders and arrangements!"
"This …"
The strongest of the thirteen feast witches was only a Brigadier General.
However, their spells were extremely strange and vicious.
The things they knew were either curses or poisons.
Each of them was well versed in the essence of assassination.
Moreover, the spells between them were extremely complementary.
If the thirteen witches of the feast acted together, they could erupt with the strength of a general of the Blackguard or even a lieutenant general.
Therefore, the Blackguard had always been very troubled by them.
Now, they actually took the initiative to join the Blackguard and even promised to obey orders and arrangements?
"It's his instructions!" Song Shihui immediately understood.
He leaned back in his office chair and looked up at the ceiling.
"I still lack understanding of him!"
Fortunately, this matter proved that he would not speak without reason!
Thinking of this, Song Shihui sat up, picked up the phone, and dialed the number of the person in charge of the Blackguard at Jiangcheng City Airport.
"I'm Song Shihui!"
"I order that Jiangcheng City Airport to strengthen its security from now on and increase the police force!"
"In addition, increase the number of armed police officers at the airport..."
"We need to ensure that Jiangcheng City Airport is absolutely safe and orderly from now on!"
That person was going to board the plane the day after tomorrow.
In order to avoid trouble and to avoid bad incidents like the cemetery.
Song Shihui knew that he could only do this.
By strengthening the security force, he could scare off those who might appear.
Lest someone died without even knowing how they died.
Just like that hedonistic playboy who was still receiving re-education.
… …
Imperial Capital Airport.
Qin Keqing personally led her people and boarded the passenger plane that was on standby.
Behind her were the carefully selected flight crew members of the Imperial Capital Airlines.
She carefully checked every corner of the passenger plane.
From time to time, she would give her opinions.
All the flight crew members were very serious.
That was because Qin Keqing was wearing the uniform representing the royal family and holding the cabinet authorization document in her hand.
The document had the signature of the director of the Federal Empire's Ministry of Transportation in charge of civil aviation.
Therefore, no one relaxed.
Everyone took notes seriously and treated this flight as a major event similar to the annual inspection.
After Qin Keqing repeatedly explained the hygiene, service, and order.
She looked at the stewardesses and asked, "Who is in charge of welcoming guests at the cabin door for the flight the day after tomorrow?"
A slender stewardess raised her hand weakly.
Qin Keqing nodded and said to her, "Come with me!"
The other party immediately followed and followed Qin Keqing to the end of the cabin, close to the cockpit.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Keqing seemed to feel that it might not be safe enough. She asked the flight crew members in front of her, "Who is the purser?"
A tall and thin young man raised his hand.
"You come too!"
The young man hurriedly walked forward.
When he came, Qin Keqing pulled up the curtain.
Then, she looked at the two people in front of her.
"I have a royal mission for you!" Qin Keqing took out the seal that represented the Emperor's identity.
When the stewardess and the purser saw it, they immediately felt respect. "We promise to complete the mission!"
A royal mission!
More than two hundred years ago, this was an imperial edict, an imperial edict.
Even now, it was an incomparably sacred and glorious matter.
Serving the royal family!
This was something that would be recorded in the personal credit system and could be added to one's score.
If one did well, they might even get a low-level title.
That was incredible!
Although most of the titles of nobility in the empire were honorary now.
But it was still something that the entire society was passionate about and pursued.
Take the grand scholars of the Federal Empire who specialized in scientific research for example.
These top scientists, top experts in various fields, and big shots who held countless patents and technologies could get large amounts of shares and high salaries in those large companies and consortiums as long as they were willing.
But they were very happy to do their work in the research institutes of various countries.
Every month, they would receive a 'meager' salary of tens of thousands or at most hundreds of thousands.
What supported them was their ideals and love.
It was the title of nobility.
Count, Marquis, Duke …
The recipients of these high-ranking titles could be buried in the Emperor's mausoleum with the national flag after they died.
They could also receive a beautiful title.
Wen Zhong, Wen Zhen, Wen Jing …
Could entrepreneurs provide them?
No!
For these titles and beautiful titles, scientists and high-level intellectuals could generate electricity for love.
And ordinary people would also put in a lot of effort for the honorary title.
This was something that was deeply buried in genes and bloodlines.
It was something that money could not measure.
Hence, the air stewardess and the purser were all on high alert, listening to Qin Keqing's instructions attentively.
"The day after tomorrow … a guest with a royal invitation letter will board the plane …"
"His ticket is a gentleman's cabin …"
"On his invitation letter, there will be a mark of 'Rat's Tail Juice Limited Liability Company' …"
"After he boards the plane, tell him in the name of the airline …"
"He has been upgraded …"
"Upgraded to the State Scholar's cabin!"
"Do you understand?"
The purser and the stewardess listened and nodded vigorously, "Understood!"
However, it was not difficult for them to understand.
It could only be a deliberate trick played by the big shots of the upper echelons.
"Don't let him know …" Qin Keqing reminded, "Treat him as an ordinary guest. Serve him as you should, understand?"
"Yes!" The two nodded again.
"Remember …" Qin Keqing said, "What I'm telling you is a state secret …"
"Don't leak it …"
"Yes!" The two nodded again.
"If there is any problem on the flight … immediately inform the air police to deal with it …" Qin Keqing reminded again, "We have specially arranged air police for the flight that day!"
The stewardess and the purser nodded solemnly.
They knew that this mission seemed simple, but it was actually very important.
Therefore, the purser said solemnly, "It is our honor as citizens to serve His Majesty!"
The Emperor was the son of the people of the Federal Empire.
As parents, there was no need to mobilize them to do something within their power for their children.
… …
The imperial capital.
At this time, it was already a gathering of the winds and clouds.
Especially in the diplomatic embassy located in the north of the imperial capital's palace, the area around the old Grand Honglu Temple, all kinds of spies and scouts were active.
Moreover, many of them were two-faced, three-faced, or even four-faced spies.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs was very happy.
They felt that the glorious era had returned.
The National Intelligence Bureau was also very happy because they could show off their skills again. They could even report to the Council of Ministers for funding.
The cabinet was even happier.
Because according to the report, this sorority might cost tens of billions of dollars.
But …
As the invitees from the overseas kingdoms and the metropolitan territory arrived one after another.
There were also foreign delegations and even representatives of the royal family rushing in.
It was estimated that the imperial capital's consumer index was expected to increase by a few percentage points this year.
More importantly, the cabinet ministers found that they could take this opportunity to sit down with the representatives of the various countries and have a good talk about trade, aid, and treaties.
The important figures of the cabinet seemed to see countless portraits of the great ancestor flying towards them.
Only the imperial capital garrison headquarters and the imperial capital police were very unhappy.
Because, as the sorority approached.
There was trouble everywhere.
Moreover, many things needed to be asked repeatedly.
Three lives of misfortune, attached to the county magistrate, three lives of evil, attached to the provincial capital, full of evil, attached to the capital.
The ancient fable once again shrouded their heads.
The garrison department faced a serious shortage of manpower and had no choice but to transfer active soldiers to participate in the duty.
Even so, there were still undercurrents surging inside and outside the imperial capital.
Representatives of various countries visited everywhere.
Vehicles with diplomatic flags strolled all over the city.
The traffic police department was exhausted, and the security personnel had already started 007.
As a result, countless loopholes appeared in the imperial capital.
The intelligence systems of various countries seized these loopholes and acted immediately.
For a time, many taverns, manors, and amusement parks in the imperial capital became gathering points for spies and intelligence personnel.
Of course, it also became a place for the security department to fish and enforce the law.
The game of cat and mouse was played again.
Just like now, a vehicle flying a diplomatic flag met another vehicle flying a diplomatic flag at the corner of an intersection.
The moment they met.
The two sides completed the exchange of information.
Each of them received a file.
Andre carefully opened the file in his hand.
As a diplomat of the newly born Lossia Republic, he was very careful and cautious.
This was an intelligence cooperation between the ambassador of the Kingdom of Poland and the ambassador of Lossia.
He opened the file bag. Inside was a document with the 'Burn After Reading' spell set on it.
This document was written in the Lossia language.
Andre looked at the contents inside.
He took a deep breath. "Is this true?"
The number of words in the document was very small.
In the intelligence circle, the fewer the words, the bigger the matter.
It was the same on this document.
There was only one sentence on it: Alexei would also appear at the sorority under an alias, and her target was most likely 'Master X.'
After Andre finished reading, the document automatically burned and turned into ashes.
He furrowed his brows.
Alexei was the eldest daughter of the overthrown muddle-headed ruler.
She was also the enemy that the newly born Lossia Republic was most wary of.
Because...
This Highness had the reputation of being the true descendant of Catherine the Great.
As for 'Master X', he was currently a legend in the intelligence circle of the imperial capital.
Legend had it that in this country, there was a 'Master X' who had a respected status and was indescribably noble.
Legend had it that even this sorority was held by the commander-in-chief of the Blackguard and the emperor of this country in order to win him over.
Legend had it that his strength was immeasurable.
These legends were illusory, but they were confirmed by many reliable sources of information.
Therefore, the intelligence departments of various countries gave this mysterious person the codename 'Master X'.
It implied mystery, but it also meant that no one knew his origin and background.
According to the information, it seemed that the Butanians had some awareness.
Unfortunately...
The Butanians were very tight-lipped.
It was also difficult to get close to and verify the high-level spies that the various countries had planted within them.
The only thing that was known at the moment was that the person seemed to have settled down in Jiang City, a city in the south of this country.
The evidence was that the Blackguard had set up a tight defense there.
Moreover, Duchess Rhine of Butania, the only bloodline of the Rhine family, was there.
"There is too little information!" Andre thought.
But...
"Go back to the embassy!" He said to the driver, "We need to contact the country immediately!"
Alexei was not only a princess, but also a terrifying powerhouse.
If that Master X really existed, then let him have a relationship with him.
Then, this was extremely disadvantageous to the diplomacy of the newly born Lossia Republic!
So...
Andre knew that Lossia had to fight tit-for-tat and send out its trump card!
He must not let the rotten tsar have the slightest chance of recovering!
Never!
… …
Ling Ping'an looked at the fragrant prawns in the pot.
Inside the pot was a Xinan prawn caught in the southern waters of Beizhou.
Xinan prawn was a large-sized prawn.
Its characteristics were that it was large and its meat was firm.
Of course, the price was also much higher than other prawns in the northern waters.
Moreover, it was a protected prawn.
It was said that every year, the Beizhou Fisheries and Ocean Bureau only gave a few hundred tons of fishing quota.
Therefore, the price was relatively high.
For this kind of cooked frozen prawn, a catty might cost more than 100 yuan.
If it was alive, it was estimated that 300 yuan a catty was a luxury.
Only his aunt would be willing to buy such a thing.
Ling Ping'an naturally preferred to eat fresh prawns.
But...
"It smells so good!" Ling Ping'an looked at the prawn that was fried until the fragrance was overflowing. Its body had already turned golden and seemed to be shining.
He couldn't help but cry.
"No!" He said, "Let me have a taste first!"
He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a small piece of prawn meat, and put it into his mouth.
The fragrance assailed his nostrils and the taste of prawns was rich. It was too delicious!
At his feet, the kitten, Bastet, was on the verge of crying.
Because she knew that this prawn had been fermenting in the refrigerator for more than a month.
The most hardworking and loyal slave race of their master wandered the universe every day, hunting and eating all kinds of high-level life forms.
Then, those little cuties would use their race's talent to break down the prey they hunted into the top seasoning and nutrients in the universe.
Although they didn't take much care of these cooked and frozen low-level prawns.
However, it was precisely because of this that a small amount of injection and long-term fermentation made the taste of this ordinary prawn comparable to the most delicious God's flesh and blood.
Ling Ping'an couldn't help but pick up another piece and stuff it into his mouth, eating it happily.
Then, he saw the kitten at his feet.
He chuckled.
He picked up a piece of prawn meat and brought it to her.
"Eat!" He said, "Little Darling!"
But...
For some reason, he felt that his actions were a little like the wretched uncle in the Fusang cartoons he had watched when he was young, trying to seduce the little girl.
"Pui pui!" He quickly spat and threw this terrifying thought out of his head.
He was a gentleman, how could he be wretched?
Besides, there was a cat at his feet!
With this thought in mind, he turned off the fire, picked up a large piece of prawn meat, and stuffed it into his stomach to suppress his shock with the delicacy!
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