It was a very serious scene.
Chellona's Evil Dragon was sitting in front of Luo Dance with her arms crossed expressionlessly. The cake crumbs on the computer screen were still there and the character [Your man doesn't want you anymore!] was written on the screen. She was lying on the ground and ignored.
Her teammate was very anxious.
"My throat is still very painful, as if it was stabbed by a hard object for three days and three nights. Do you understand?" Chellona's Evil Dragon's voice was not as gentle as before … It was hoarse.
Butterfly Monster could only put her hands on her knees, lowering her head, "I … I'll get you some loquat water."
She was about to stand up.
"Is that the problem?" Chellona's Evil Dragon raised her voice.
Butterfly Monster trembled as if she got an electric shock. Then she quickly sat down again with her hands on her knees, lowering her head and looking like she was about to cry.
The Evil Dragon couldn't be angry now … Long Xiruo sighed and rubbed her eyebrows, "Then?"
"Then … what?" Luo Dance asked tentatively.
Chellona's Shinryū frowned, "You said that bad woman came back … Is it true?"
"Yes." Luo Dance nodded, "Didn't you just eat the cake?"
Miss Dragon changed back to Chellona's Evil Dragon. Now she only felt pain in her stomach and throat, as if she had just eaten a dead cockroach. Her whole body was inexplicably painful, "Don't mention it, I can't get over it!"
"So, sorry …"
Long Xiruo rubbed her eyebrows again … She felt that it was still difficult for her to calm down, so she gave herself a tranquilizer — which was always on the side.
Recently, players would often die mysteriously in the game. They would either be backstabbed at the last moment when they were fighting a room boss, or they would fall into a trap vortex while walking. Furthermore, they would only get [Keep Up Your Good] when they were lucky enough to get a lucky draw.
Her blood pressure soared and there seemed to be more acne on her face. Why was she so miserable? If she didn't put some tranquilizer beside her, she felt that she couldn't control herself.
Control.
"In that case, i-is it just that bad woman?" Chellona's evil dragon suddenly asked.
"Only …" The little butterfly monster was startled at first, then reacted quickly, "Yes, only You Ye -jie … that bad woman was shopping in the supermarket alone. I met You … that bad woman in the supermarket."
"That's not what I was asking!"
"What's that?"
"You … you mean, you came back alone?" The evil dragon from the Divine Prefecture's tone had already weakened by a third.
"Oh! Oh, the boss is back too! "The little butterfly monster immediately reacted and said with a smile," Sister Long, are you going to find the boss? "
"Who told you that I'm going to look for that profiteer!" Chellona's evil dragon roared and snorted coldly, "I'm just worried that this profiteer would come back at such a critical time. I don't know what he's planning!"
"Oh."
"You don't believe me?"
"I believe you!" Luo Dance raised her head and stood up quickly, flattering her, "Sister Long, I also bought watermelon. I'll cut two slices for you to moisten your throat!"
— — As for the watermelon that You Ye -jie picked, I'd better not tell her … right?
She ran out of the room quickly as if she was fleeing for her life.
Chellona's Shinryū stared at her but couldn't glare at anyone. She had to shake her legs impatiently, muttering to herself, "She's back … why didn't she tell me … why did she come back? At this time … no, I have to ask her! "
Chellona's Shinryū walked quickly to the window, opening it and stepping on it.
"It's Lord Long!"
"Lord Long is coming out —!"
"Dragon …"
Pak — the window could only be pushed back.
Long Xiruo grabbed her messy greasy hair frantically — Could she not get out?
She had to think of a way.
…
…
Inside the venue of the World Superhuman Summit Conference.
They were guessing which sponsor this media belonged to.
This was the front row of the interview area provided for the media. Those who could be arranged here were basically the representatives of the big countries — also known as the national teams.
However, the problem was that all the top media companies in the big countries knew each other very well, but they still couldn't find out who this investor was even though they had searched through all the channels.
It seemed to be a Chinese … but it was obviously not an official media.
They were whispering, and some intended to come forward to make contact. But they didn't take any action. Everything was just brewing.
"There's a powerful force brewing in my stomach. I think I may need to go to the washroom?" Old Q said timidly. He didn't look like a muscular man at all.
Auntie Ren was also restless at this time. Only Lizi was calm. Let him be strong, I'll stuff snacks into my mouth, unmoving like a mountain.
At this moment, a group of people wearing black suits and work passes around their necks walked quickly into the venue.
This group of people attracted everyone's attention — especially the young man who was leading the group. He was serious in speech and manner, and he gave off an oppressive aura.
Auntie Ren's eyes lit up — not because of the young man's appearance, but because of the aura that this group of people exuded. They didn't seem like ordinary people.
They were like soldiers … Only a special department could cultivate such a powerful aura.
Finally, under everyone's gaze, the group of people walked to the stage. The man in the lead stood up and said loudly, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Yan Xiaoxi. I'm the head of the Department of Science in the External Special Affairs Department of the Chellona Special Affairs Administration. I'm also in charge of everything for this summit."
Flashes of light instantly exploded in the venue.
However, a man in black behind Yan Xiaoxi walked out coldly. He was holding a small box in his hand. He pressed it casually, and an ear-piercing sound was heard. The flashing equipment in the venue instantly emitted a squeaking sound.
All of a sudden, the reporters who were holding long cannons and short guns got a great shock. Their equipment was directly damaged at this time.
There was a commotion.
This seems to be a new type of electromagnetic equipment … They guessed. Since when did China have such advanced equipment?
Yan Xiaoxi took a microphone and said in a calm voice, "I'm sorry to have damaged your equipment … We'll be responsible for the compensation. Now, I'll explain some of the requirements of the upcoming summit. Everyone, please pay attention … "
However, an angry Caucasian reporter rushed out at this time and said in fluent Chinese, "You're depriving us of our freedom of the press —!"
He wanted to say more.
Yan Xiaoxi waved his hand, and two men in black suits immediately dragged the Caucasian reporter out.
"You can go back to your respective embassies to lodge a complaint. It's not a problem at all to lodge a complaint in your country." Section Chief Yan was still as nonchalant as ever. "However, if you don't cooperate, you'll be disqualified from this interview. This is China, I hope you'll abide by the rules here and don't cause trouble for both parties … Do you have any questions? Before the summit begins, I can spare some time to solve them for you … in five minutes. "
Yan Xiaoxi then took a seat in front of the rostrum.
At this moment, the reporters below the rostrum began walking around. In short, the first thing they did was to pick up their phones and call their sponsors.
….
"Who is this person?"
How could there be a sponsor among the reporters of a third-rate magazine?
Even if there was, Ren Ziling didn't think that calling Song Ying would help at this juncture.
The magazine was acquired by the Song Dynasty Group. When Ren Ziling met with Song Ying previously, she roughly knew that the Song Dynasty's purpose in acquiring the media was to develop the Song Dynasty Group and build a good reputation … Apart from her own third-rate magazine, the Song Dynasty had also bought many other similar media outlets.
This was a normal business practice — hence, Auntie Ren really didn't think that such a sponsor would be able to help her at this time.
The atmosphere was still tense and oppressive … Among them, the Chinese official media was probably the most relaxed.
After all, they were the official media, and they probably already knew about some things in advance.
At this moment, Yan Xiaoxi was sizing up the media in the interview area. She had a report in her hand, which was a list of the media outlets that would be reporting today. As expected, they were all on the list.
"How did this unit sneak in?"
Section Chief Yan, who had sharp eyes, noticed some strange places on the list almost at first glance. He immediately looked up at a certain position in the first row of the interview area.
At this moment, Section Chief Yan's black-rimmed glasses even vibrated a little strangely — this was a device developed by Dr. Zhao of the Administrative Research Institute. It could distinguish between humans and demons based on individual heat sources and the wavelength of body radiation.
"Why are there demons?"
"Let me ask," the subordinate hurriedly replied.
Two minutes later, the subordinate returned with a strange expression. Looking at Section Chief Yan's expressionless face, he braced himself and said, "I've asked … this seems to be a company under the name of the Dao Sect Association."
"Dao Sect Association?" Yan Xiaoxi couldn't help but be stunned. "Since when did the Dao Sect Association have a media outlet under them?"
"It's something that happened recently." The subordinate quickly said, "Earlier on, a new secretary was appointed to the Dao Sect Association, and then there were many new policies … This media outlet's interview qualification seems to have been forcefully shoved in like this. Arranging the interview is the responsibility of the publicity and foreign affairs department, and it's not under our jurisdiction. "
"A new secretary?" Yan Xiaoxi pondered for a moment. "It's that guy called Song Haoran, right?"
"Yes." The subordinate nodded and continued, "Also, on the surface, this media outlet is a company under the Song Dynasty … The person in charge of the Song Dynasty is called Song Ying, and she's Song Haoran's niece. She's also the successor of the Song Dynasty's third generation. This Song Family has been relying on the Dao Sect Association since the Mount Tai incident, and they've been up to quite a lot recently … This interview qualification seems to be a little too much. "
However, Yan Xiaoxi suddenly waved her hand. "Let's leave the Song Family's matter as it is. This isn't something we should care about … and it's not time for us to care about it yet. After the meeting ends later, go and call that female demon out alone and check her identity record. If there's nothing wrong with it, we'll leave it for the time being. "
However, Song Haoran's problem … was really a problem.
Such a young man had made the entire Dao Sect and Demon Realm owe him a huge favor … Yan Xiaoxi felt extremely tired just thinking about the hundreds of Dao Sect and Demon Realm tokens in Song Haoran's hands.
This was an unimaginably terrifying power.
It was hard to say about the Demon Realm, but the Dao Sect Association … The Dao Sect experts involved too many high-ranking officials and nobles.
"Got it," the subordinate quickly replied.
Three minutes passed very quickly.
The media outlets that were initially filled with righteous indignation seemed to have reached a tacit agreement at this moment as they quietly returned to their original seats.
The investors' unified response was: Be good.
"In that case, I'll distribute a brochure regarding this summit meeting to everyone. Please take a look carefully."
Section Chief Yan looked around and said calmly.
…
…
"It should be about to start inside, right?"
Sir Ma, who had just gone to the washroom, returned with a bottle of water. He found Ah Li, who was working outside the venue, and brought the water over.
The two of them sat at the side and chatted casually.
"It's about time. I took a look at the scheduled time. It should be around this time," Ah Li said after taking a look at her watch.
"You're not qualified to go in?" Sir Ma couldn't help but ask in surprise.
Ah Li smiled bitterly, "Don't think so highly of me. I'm just a small staff member in my own department … Everything in the venue is handled by that department, and I can't interfere with anything else."
Old Ma scratched his head, "That's strange. How did Old Ren get in?"
"Let's not talk about this." Ah Li shook her head and immediately looked at Ma Houde, suddenly asking, "Old Ma, what do you think?"
"What do you mean?" Sir Ma asked in confusion.
Ah Li said seriously, "The world we're in now."
"The world we're in now …" Sir Ma raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky absent-mindedly, "Speaking of which, how should we look at it?"
He had never thought about this question … Or rather, he wasn't ready to accept this question.
"Perhaps, for us humans," Sir Ma said slowly, "Everything happened too quickly."
Ah Li was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Old Ma, how much is your salary now?"
"Why … why are you asking this?" Ma Houde was startled, "You've been to my workplace before, how can you not know my salary?"
Ah Li said, "If you can, you should grit your teeth and buy more properties … The land price of this city will increase at a terrifying speed that you can't imagine."
"How terrifying can it be?" Sir Ma couldn't help but joke, "It can't be surpassing the first line, right?"
"This city …" Ah Li said unexpectedly at this time, "may be the safest place in the whole world. You know, I've heard that all supernatural powers are ineffective here. The higher-ups seem to intend to build … the first experimental city in the world where humans and supernatural beings can live together. "
Sir Ma was shocked and couldn't seem to react in the end. He asked subconsciously, "Ah Li, are you … using public resources for private purposes?"
After saying this, Sir Ma covered his mouth and looked around nervously.
Ah Li didn't say anything. She just stood up and patted Sir Ma's shoulder, "Go back and discuss it with your wife … You should tell whoever you want."
Ma Houde suddenly smiled bitterly, "You don't have to beat around the bush, why don't you tell her directly … You have to ask me."
Ah Li shrugged and said indifferently, "It's time to work, Officer Ma."
Tsk, woman!
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