Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

"Although it's true that what I did was wrong, but... there's really nothing I can do about it, hey..."

Having said that, Canglang couldn't help but shake his head and sigh with deep regret.

In fact, there are only a few official forces that have called a halt to this quasi-violent behavior, and China is the only country that has truly called a halt and strictly prohibited anyone from participating.

Therefore, until now, his other colleagues are still using carrot and stick methods to control the players to roam the southern part of the kingdom and kill the Church of the Evil God, which can be regarded as inheriting his "legacy".

Can……

This was all my idea!

Not only do I not get any credit, but I also don’t get the limelight!

Especially last night when he was reading the news while eating, he found that the little greasy-haired military spokesman of Silla, whose name he couldn’t even remember, claimed that all this was their idea.

Moreover, they shamelessly said that they united their numerous allies around the world, took the lead in promoting the cleansing of the churches in other worlds, brought peace to the people of the Glorious Kingdom, and further enhanced Silla's international influence. They made great contributions, second only to the White Eagle!

Netizens around the world were stunned when they saw this. You only said two short sentences, why don’t I know where to start complaining?

Fortunately, this time, Tianzhu, who is also a member of the YouTube Wuchang, took action. The photos of the magic flute old fairy and the converted evil god exploded on the Internet. To sum it up, there is one word:

——Who are you sending it to? Why are you trying to show off here (sweating soybeans)?

Howard didn't think that the phrase "second only to our close ally White Eagle" was a compliment at all. Looking at his increasingly long bills, he felt like he was about to explode with anger.

Relying on his excellent academic qualifications and academic performance, he spewed out a series of swear words mixed in multiple languages. He was sulking for two hours and simply called his boss overnight.

But he called three times in a row, and when he was ready to send an obituary to the president, saying that the young master might have passed away, he finally got through.

Howard was already so angry that he was pissing his pants. He didn't care what the other party said and started to scold without saying a word.

"Lieutenant General Henry, I want to ask you if you have seen the news tonight, the one that has been hyped up to fifth on Xunle?"

"Hmm? Ahem, Area D..."

However, Lieutenant General Henry did not feel the urgency of his subordinates' late-night urgent telegrams, nor did he miss the other party's obviously very important call and apologize. Instead, he spoke with a hoarse throat and hummed for a long time before speaking.

"Who is it? Uh... let me see, Howard? Shit! Stop it, be quiet... Ahem, oh! Howard, is there anything you can do for me? If not, I'll hang up. I'm busy, hehe..."

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"Yes! Don't hang up on me!"

"Oh~yes~ah? Oh! I mean, sure, just tell me what's going on."

“Let me ask you, have you seen the Silla military’s speech this afternoon?”

“Silla? The one from Silla is too fake, it’s really not as good as the old Bu’s…Oh! I saw it! I saw it! I saw it…Oh, right…As a boss, I want to test you first, what did they say?”

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With a lot of anger in his heart, he didn't want to engage in any more charades, so he went straight to the point and stated his demands.

"I am very dissatisfied with their remarks. What they have done recently is a bit too much. Many places have acted privately and have not taken us seriously at all. I think we should..."

Then he heard a long howl coming from the phone.

"Oh! God~ It's wonderful! You are as flexible as little octopuses!"

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"…We should, we should! Go and beat them up right away! Otherwise, things may be out of our control. Henry, this is no longer the case…"

"Ouch!!!!!!"

With another strange cry, Henry, who had flown over the earth at least three times, collapsed on the water bed, looking at the ancient Greek-style cool girl painted on the ceiling for a long time.

"Wow...this is great. I just want to stay on this island for the rest of my life..."

"…Okay, okay, that's clean enough little darlings, um… eh? Why do I feel like I forgot something?"

……

"Oh! Yes, yes, yes, Fuck, I forgot! Oops! That damn Asian guy's phone call!"

But when he fished out the phone that had fallen into the water, he found that the phone was fine, but the call had been hung up long ago.

"Forget it, maybe it's nothing, I'll go ask if there are any new toys..."

On the other hand, Howard's phone was in a terrible situation.

He has advanced to Howard (Indian chef) and was holding a tool hammer, smashing his mobile phone as if he was crushing food ingredients, and he stopped only when the last pieces were smashed into pieces.

Then he opened the drawer, picked out another mobile phone from the full supply of mobile phones, inserted the SIM card and continued using it.

However, the person he called this time was not his direct superior, Lieutenant General Henry. Everyone knew that he was unreliable, so Howard had another contact.

Although his authority is not as high as Henry's, his status is higher than his own, so he can be considered someone he can turn to for help.

This time, the call was connected almost the moment he made the call.

Without waiting for him to speak, a voice came from a man who clearly sounded old but still full of energy. His body had not been drained by alcohol and sex, nor had his spirit been taken away by comfort.

他 说:

"Howard, I knew you would call me."

!!!

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, Howard couldn't help but straighten his back, lower his voice, and speak seriously.

“Major General Chester, in that case, let me make it short. I think we should launch a strike against Silla!”

As he spoke, he took out the performance report he had written in advance.

"In fact, they have been quite reluctant to cooperate with my actions recently, and there have been obvious concealment of information in many places. Mr. Major General, since the advent of Yang Yue, the times have changed too fast. If this continues, I think they are likely to be beyond our control!"

Chester was silent for a moment, the only sound being the rustling of the pen on the paper.

"Well, I understand what you mean. In fact, I have already sent people to contact their people. Today is different from the past. Many things can no longer be indulged. Mr. Howard, as a member of the military, I will cooperate with your actions in all aspects. Please rest assured!"

"... Very good, very good! I feel relieved now."

After hanging up the phone, Howard smiled. It has to be an old guy. It has to be an old guy! He is reliable in doing things!

As for why such a reliable old man can only be a deputy commander, running errands for a son-of-a-bitch second-generation rich man...

Maybe it’s because he looks too much like a lone hero from Hollywood in the last century, a tough guy or something... He is a bit out of place in the new era, haha, he can’t even get a buff!

"Hey……"

Howard was lamenting that it would be great if he was surrounded by capable people like Major General Chester, but suddenly he felt a little hungry.

Well, the anger is gone and my stomach is empty.

After a little thought, he decided to call his secretary again and ask him to bring the whole takeout over. He wanted to have a big meal tonight to vent his anger!

But before the call was made, the secretary called me, and the first sentence she said after the call was connected was.

"Sir, that..."

Howard had a bad feeling in his heart and prepared his hammer in advance.

"You tell me, I can bear it."

The secretary swallowed.

"They... the Power Rangers... just blew up a noble's castle in order to kill a follower of the evil god."

……

"Hello, sir? Are you still there?"

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Howard was so angry that he fainted, but Chester's actions continued.

So when Canglang and Ji Ming were having dinner and chatting together, he was talking and laughing loudly when he suddenly received a message. He looked down, said "Hey", and shared it directly with Ji Ming.

Ji Ming opened the video and was also happy.

"Ah, the White Eagle military announced that it would reduce the number of troops stationed in Silla? Oh, this is not a warning, it's just pulling out their roots, isn't it?"

"Oh, come to think of it... that thing is not easy to catch. Ordinary people can't pull it out, but who can blame me for being an eagle? I just hold it in my hand the whole time, haha."

After laughing for a while, Ji Ming picked up the chopsticks and put another pork bun on the plate.

As a noble territory whose main product is wheat, the meal that Canglang treated him to would naturally be mainly pasta.

And it was not the conventional European medieval style, but an extremely authentic Chinese noodle banquet. Except for the sauce and other ingredients which were a bit worse due to the production time, everything else was authentic.

Therefore, by the time he finished his meal peacefully, it was already late, and Ji Ming didn't plan to travel at night, so he simply stayed overnight in Maixiangling.

However, he felt that he heard a knock on the door not long after he closed his eyes. He turned on the system to check the time and found that it was already late at night.

Just imagine, in a magical world, who would knock on the door of a man living alone in a hotel so late at night?

Ji Ming walked over, opened the door and saw... well, it was indeed Canglang.

"What's wrong? Knocking on my door in the middle of the night."

Canglang clapped his hands.

"Didn't we just conduct a transaction this afternoon? We have already conducted it so many times. Can you give us a free one?"

Ji Ming didn't understand his riddle and was too lazy to use any more rhetoric, so he just asked directly.

"What do you want to give as a gift?"

"It's just that I can... uh, I mean, I found traces of the Church of the Evil God here, but I'm really short of money and I really have no one else. Can you go with me?"

...Damn it, there's still life!

If I had known this earlier, I would have lived in the mountains. At least I could fall asleep listening to the voices of my animal friends.

But since the other party had already asked, Ji Ming felt embarrassed to refuse, so he agreed.

After all, he also wanted to see... How bold is this guy who dared to come to Canglang's territory to cause trouble?

Of course, it is bitter, but it is most bitter when you eat it alone. If you invite others to eat it together, it will be a little sweeter.

So Chloe couldn't escape his clutches and was pulled out of the room by him. Although she couldn't continue to be his mount, she had to be a combat follower.

After sneaking out of the city under the cover of the guards, Ji Ming remembered that he was so excited to get on with his journey, waiting to watch the show, that he didn't even ask Canglang about the specific situation.

"Well, just like those guards just now, Mai Xiangling is going to be our front-end granary base. He has developed a lot of his own people in the past week..."

The reason why Canglang was able to learn about the Church of the Evil God was naturally because of the letter sent back by the local spy stationed outside the city.

It turned out that two hours ago, a spy was out for a stroll when he saw several suspicious people walking on a path leading into the mountains late at night.

In fact, this group of evil believers were quite cautious. They didn't wear night clothes that might indicate they were doing bad things, nor did they move around in groups stupidly.

On the contrary, each of them was dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, and they passed by at long intervals, so they didn't look like a group of people at all.

If ordinary people saw them, they would probably mistake them for hardworking hunters who were going to prepare traps in advance, or poor people who went up the mountain to catch poisonous insects and wanted to sell them to pharmacists to supplement their family income.

But who is the spy?

He...he used to be a poor man who went up the mountain in the middle of the night to dig traps and catch poisonous insects, risking his life to support his family.

Now that they finally have a regular position, they can't wait to work overtime 24 hours a day, so you can tell at a glance that they are not human beings.

After staking out eight targets and confirming that an unusual event had indeed occurred, he quickly took out a pen and paper and used the two years of education he had received in his childhood to write a letter to report it.

[Sir, if you are a hunter, the weather is getting warmer, and it is a taboo to go up the mountain alone; if you are catching poisonous insects, the world is unpredictable, and there will be an identity card on your waist to facilitate collecting corpses]

Canglang was also afraid that such a primitive way of delivering information as running errands to deliver letters might go wrong due to delays, so he simply took Ji Ming with him to find the spy again.

There is not much to say about him, except that his mother died of complications during childbirth, and his father went up the mountain to catch poisonous insects but couldn't even find the body.

He had to raise four younger siblings by himself, which made the boy, who was not even 20 years old, look like 38. This was not a lot in the rural areas of Yangyue World, but it was definitely not a few either.

Now that he had a job that allowed him to live a normal life in the village without having to go out to take risks and have no worries about food and clothing, when he saw Canglang, he was so enthusiastic that he seemed like he was seeing his own father who had quietly resurrected.

Therefore, the detailed version he repeated was not much different from what was in the letter. He was really a very honest farmer.

Hearing what he said, Ji Ming immediately frowned.

There are only two possibilities as to why the Church of the Evil God could do such a thing.

One is like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. It does not know the existence of the wolf, nor does it know how to hide itself - this overly young Church of the Evil God is here to get killed.

The other type is that knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, one still goes there. The other person is not a calf at all, but Wu Song who comes with a Gatling gun to fight a tiger - this is a trap for them.