Pirates of Extreme Chaos

"How are you going to adjust, kid?"

Since he took the initiative to stay on O'Hara Island and served as Brad's assistant in executing the plan, Andreessen had to fully respect Brad's subjective opinions, even though he had richer experience, experience, strength and status, and was second to none in the ipher pol system. One of the ace agents, he has far more say than Brad.

Brad held his chin in one hand and thought for a long time. He didn't answer Andrewson. He stood up and said, "I'm hungry. Let's cook first. Have you had lunch? Father Andrewson."

"Thank you for your concern, kid, but I have enough bread and water." Andrewson said.

"It's not good to be too hard on yourself, Father Andreessen," Brad rummaged through the refrigerator.

He can cook, even at a good level, but he is too lazy to do it. Before, his family hired wet nurses and nannies to take care of little Altair to cook. He spent all his time monitoring people who studied historical texts and their spiritual practice. Now little Altair Sent to Marie Joa, the wet nurse and nanny who took care of her had already been dismissed, so he had no choice but to provide enough food and clothing by himself.

The mosquito girl raised her hands high: "Brad, I want to eat meat."

"Okay." Brad agreed happily.

He baked a plate of wings in the oven and simply cooked the noodles with ready-made sauce. It took Brad half an hour to complete a good lunch.

"I sorted out the situation. It's not very complicated." Brad said while eating: "The purpose of our mission is to use the historical text stone tablet hidden under the Tree of Omniscient Library as bait to continuously dig and explore the historical text and blank... People with a history of a hundred years are just a follow-up and extermination operation, which is not actually included in the scope of our mission."

Andrewson said: "Yes."

"Right now, we cannot and cannot continue to be stationed on O'Hara Island, and continue to dig out people who explore the historical texts and blanks of a hundred years of history through the way of seeing, hearing, color and domineering markings; once the Hunter Association has a bad attitude, it will cause a big problem for us. We cannot afford the consequences of the war between the Hunter Association and the government; secondly, our exposed identity will definitely make those who explore the historical text and the blank hundred years of history timid and hesitant to move forward, and dare not approach the historical text stone tablet hidden under the Library of the Tree of Omniscient. "Brad refused the noodles and said vaguely.

Andrewson listened patiently.

"So the only trouble we face is to change the way of perceiving signs through seeing, hearing, and hearing, and to constantly dig into the historical text and the blank 100-year-old history of people." Brad smiled: "I thought of a whole set of plan, I would like to ask for your advice."

Andrewson extended his hand and said, "I'm all ears."

"First, the security officer of O'Hara Island asked him to conduct a systematic census of the local residents of O'Hara Island, and at the same time, he implemented regulations on applying for temporary residence certificates for non-local residents. Those who have not applied for temporary residence certificates will be expelled and apply for temporary residence. The certifiers will receive equal rights and interests as local residents." Brad said.

"As for the historians, it should be the historians who study the historical text and the blank one hundred years of history from other places, and the local historians who study the historical text and the blank one hundred years of history. We basically have all of them." Andrewson pondered: "Even if the historians are of ordinary physique, it would be easy for them to disappear. The security officers of O'Hara Island may not be able to detect them."

Brad said confidently: "It comes with a policy of crisis publicity and reward, telling the local residents of O'Hara that there are terrorists trying to harm O'Hara Island from outside the country. Reporting the outsiders who have not applied for a temporary residence certificate can identify the good and bad. It prevents everyone from being harmed, and you can also get a certain amount of money as a reward, which is a good thing that can bring you multiple benefits. Why wouldn’t self-loving and greedy people do this? Unknowingly, they have become our eyes, ears, and helpers.”

"Historians with ordinary physiques cannot escape," Andrewson said immediately: "Then there are extraordinary historical hunters, ancient relic hunters, ancient writing hunters, etc. If they want to disappear, the security officers and local residents of O'Hara Island will definitely Can’t be discovered.”

Brad traced the map with juice on his fingertips: "We are very lucky. O'Hara Island is relatively isolated and surrounded by the sea. People who want to reach O'Hara Island must take transportation. I mean two-way control, traffic. Eye spies are placed at the starting point and end point of O'Hara Island and communications are controlled, including telephones, telegraphs, and phone bugs, including computers and letters, for which experts are required."

"Assuming that the supreme ruling body of the world government is born through democratic elections regardless of origin, believe me, kid, I am willing to vote for you." Andrewson humorously lamented Brad's intelligence and methods.

Brad put down his bowls and chopsticks and sighed: "The plan cannot change quickly. You are responsible for communicating with Minister Ernest and declaring support."

"Afraid of him laughing at you," Andreessen teased.

Brad curled his lips and said, "Who told me to talk so loudly this morning? The two of us are enough to handle everything."

Andreessen burst into laughter.

"Anyway, I'll leave it to you to arrange the specific work, Father Andreessen." Brad said happily.

Andrewson said: "What else are you planning?"

"It seems that there are several vacancies in the Twelve Earthly Branches of the Hunter Association." Brad said with a smile.

Andrewson was speechless: "You still want to tease the sensitive nerves of the Hunter Association?"

"Putting a long-term approach to catching big fish requires a long cycle and a slow pace, especially since there will be a period of relaxed days and rare free time." Brad's smile did not diminish: "Anyway, I have nothing to do."

Andrewson: ""

"Don't let up on your six-position physical training, kid." Andrewson warned and said, "We'll get in touch again."

Brad waved: "Walk slowly, Father."

In the empty room, only Brad and Mosquito Girl were left staring at each other.

For a moment.

"Let's go to the Federal Kingdom of Mafia." Brad looked around his temporary home and sighed: "It's a life of hard work."

Mosquito Girl was reluctant to leave: "Just leave like this"

"Everything has feelings after being in contact for a long time, but you will get used to it." Brad said: "Don't be sad, I will be with you."

Mosquito Girl picked up Brad and rubbed her face, inexplicably excited: "Brad is the best~"

"Hey, hey."

ps1: Please vote for me~ If you don’t vote, I won’t vote. When will Shaoqing come forward?##

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