Dark Night Intelligence Agency.
An Bo frowned as he looked at the twenty or so people on the ground who couldn't move. He smiled bitterly to himself.
"What do you plan to do with these people?" After thinking for a while, Uncle An still couldn't make up his mind.
"Does the agency still need people? The free ones?" Mo Yan blinked and said seriously.
"…" Uncle An was speechless. Even if you dare to arrange it, I don't dare to use them.
"Forget it. Ask the mayor to come and take them back. Hand over all the elves so that they won't have any other ideas."
Mo Yan didn't care if these people had a deep relationship with the elves. If they did something wrong, they should be punished. Besides, it wasn't as if Mo Yan didn't give them a chance to turn over a new leaf.
"Okay, I'll contact the mayor now." After Uncle An finished speaking, he was about to leave when Moyan quickly stopped him.
"Um … Uncle An, are there any troublesome missions in the agency recently? I'm free these two days. Why don't I help you solve them?" Mo Yan started to take the initiative to find trouble.
"There are some troublesome missions …"
"Then leave them to me!" Mo Yan interrupted righteously.
"Forget it. Although these missions are troublesome, they aren't difficult. They can be used as practice for the people below." Uncle An shook his head and declined. However, he suddenly saw Mo Yan's slightly lonely expression and understood.
"But if you're free, I have something I need you to make a decision on," Uncle An said slowly.
"Please speak, Uncle An!" Mo Yan immediately perked up. However, he seemed to have realized that he was being too obvious. He could only cough twice to ease the awkwardness.
As one of the top ten workers in the dojo, Uncle An naturally wouldn't expose his boss. He smiled and took out a document from his desk.
"Research report on the elves attacking the city?" Mo Yan frowned. He didn't understand why this thing would appear in the agency.
"Dojo master should have guessed that this is a research report that the mayor wants us to help with," Uncle An said.
"What does that mean? Is he trying to shirk responsibility? "Mo Yan had an answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear Uncle An's thoughts.
"It's not really an excuse. It's more of a test of our attitude and ability.
Now, the Dark Night Dojo is the strongest defense force in Dark Night Town. If the elves attack the city, 80% of the pressure will be withstood by us.
Dark Night Town was now in a period of rapid development. The exploitation and utilization of resources would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the wild elves.
The mayor is asking us how much pressure our dojo can withstand for the development of the town. "
After Uncle An finished speaking, Mo Yan's doubts were not completely eliminated.
"Is it possible to accurately predict the scale of the elves' attack?"
"Don't underestimate the Elven Alliance. They can indeed calculate the range of the rebound based on the city's development speed and the surrounding ecological environment."
"This is really …" Mo Yan frowned, but he didn't immediately make a decision.
Logically speaking, vigorously developing Dark Night Town was absolutely beneficial to him as the Dojo Master.
However, Mo Yan was conflicted because the current ruler of the Dark Night Forest was the Giant Gentleman Crow!
His Dark Crow was the ruler's only child, and it was even more talented than the Gentleman Crow himself.
In the beginning, Mo Yan had chosen to let the Dark Crow take over the position of ruler. When that time came, the Dark Night Forest would really become Mo Yan's backyard.
Even after his Dark Crow took over, over ten thousand Dark Crows could be indirectly commanded by Mo Yan. One could imagine how powerful this force was.
However, Dark Night Town was close to the Dark Night Forest. If they wanted to develop the city, it would inevitably affect the Dark Night Forest.
"Uncle An, under normal circumstances, how do we reply to the mayor?" This was a matter of great importance. Mo Yan didn't want to act arbitrarily.
"Naturally, we reply according to the Alliance's standard. Trust me, the development of a city is often not based on how prosperous it looks on the surface.
Dojo Master, think about it. Pearl City and Smoky Town still retain a large part of their historical and cultural buildings. They don't have the atmosphere of a modern city.
But do you think they're not developing well? "
"Then we'll reply like this." Mo Yan was determined. His plan coincided with Uncle An's suggestion.
To be honest, if Dark Night Town really became a prosperous city in the future, Mo Yan wouldn't like it.
"Alright, I wanted to go back to the dojo to ask you about this. Now that you're here in person, it saves me a trip." Uncle An smiled and put down the document.
"Mm, alright. I'll have to trouble Uncle An with the Intelligence Bureau. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first?" Mo Yan asked tentatively.
Uncle An was still smiling. He nodded lightly at Mo Yan. "Dojo Master, cherish this free time. In two months, this year's City Capital Alliance Silver Conference will begin.
When that time comes, almost no one will come to challenge the dojo. But at the same time, the annual clean-up operation will officially begin. All the dojo trainers will be very busy. "
"Clean-Up operation?"
"I'm not sure about the specific situation in the city, but you can ask any of the more experienced dojo trainers. They'll get the information you want."
"Okay, got it!"
After returning to the dojo, Mo Yan couldn't wait to contact Master Yongcun in Manjin City. As the most experienced dojo trainer in the city, no one knew better than he did.
…
"Grandpa went out for a walk this morning. He hasn't returned yet." Xiao Qian appeared in front of the video call. She was very calm.
Mo Yan looked down at the time on the bottom right corner of the screen. It was 4: 30 in the afternoon.
"Master Yongcun's condition worsened again? He used to be sent back by kind-hearted people around 2 or 3 in the past. "Mo Yan frowned, hinting at Xiao Qian to care more about her grandfather.
"I think so. Then I'll go out and look for him!" Xiao Qian was a little worried.
"No, no, no! You'd better wait at home. When your grandfather comes back, remember to ask him to contact me. "Mo Yan quickly stopped her.
What a joke. If you go out and look for him, it won't just be 4: 30 in the afternoon. You might even take twice as long.
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Qian pouted and nodded reluctantly at Mo Yan. Then, she hung up.
Mo Yan looked at the darkened screen and felt a little restless. His interest had been piqued, but he couldn't get an answer even after a long time. This feeling was very unpleasant.
However, Mo Yan didn't want to ask anyone else. After all, there weren't many people he was familiar with, and this matter wasn't so urgent.
Two hours later, Mo Yan, who had just finished dinner, received a call from Master Yongcun.
"The clean-up operation you were talking about? Has it reached this time again? It's really pitiful that an old bag of bones like me still has to run around. "Yongcun didn't talk about the main topic and started to act pitiful.
"So … what exactly is the clean-up operation?"
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