I Became an Anonymous Boss

He has neither the ambition to change the world, nor the intention to dominate by relying on special power.

He is very afraid of trouble, and even more afraid of attracting attention. To put it bluntly, he is very... realistic.

If you have a big secret, you will naturally think about how to hide it, and if you have special abilities, you will not want to hoe the strong and help the weak like an American superhero. The spirit of chivalry does not apply in the modern world, because there are no super villains and superheroes in the modern world. villain.

He's too realistic, and a realistic person doesn't put himself in danger.

Shirataki shouldn't have put himself in a dangerous situation.

So time travel should be real.

In addition to Superman's recovery ability and the strange strength of hand tearing, there are other points that support this point.

Shirataki is a model of a villain in the university town, he can be intimidating at first glance, but after getting in touch with him, he will feel that he is an easy-going person.

But this also proves that he is different from ordinary people in his bones.

Ordinary civilians are absolutely impossible to turn around in various situations and still be able to do a job with ease.

And his self-confidence is written in his bones, and he feels like he has seen the world.

To put it bluntly, it is temperament.

Coupled with the occasional Shirataki would ask some wonderful questions, Duan Mujin combined with this notebook is more sure that time travel exists.

How many kinds of the most famous crossings are there?

Modern urban theme, how many time travels can you let people come back?

After thinking about it, it is infinite flow... The left hand is a book of killing the city, and the right hand is an book of infinite terror.

Any infinite flow cannot be separated from the nesting of this template.

Since he was not conscripted by the big black ball to fight aliens and fight against alien civilizations, it seems that he was taken away by the big light ball to wander around in different worlds and spoil the plot everywhere.

This is also the reason why a real straight man who cherishes his life will be hurt like this, otherwise why would he risk his life to interpret this case?

There must be a coercive force, and this coercive force is the big light ball.

Reward points are deducted for mission failure, and if the reward points are negative, they will be wiped out directly. The old-fashioned setting is the most classic infinite flow, bloody, cruel and ruthless.

It doesn't look like today's system text, all of them are good nannies, stretch out their hands to eat, open their mouths, and feed out the son of destiny Universe Tianzun with feces and piss.

So, he is also relying on himself not to die, and he can't even bear to use the points for repairing his body?Or are there no repair points?

"Could it be that the last mission failed miserably?" Duan Mujin said to herself, her voice was very soft, and it was completely an enterprise-level understanding of nonsense.

Shirataki heard it, and said, "It hasn't failed yet, it's just temporarily interrupted."

Duan Mujin turned her head abruptly...does she really have a mission?Is it really the main god space?

She asked subconsciously: "You just told me that? Will there be any problems? What danger will it bring?"

"Dangerous? It shouldn't be so." Bai Taki hesitated. The troubles brought by this world are at most the exposure of ability and being interviewed by the officials, but they probably didn't have time to pay attention to it. After all, the spiritual energy revived and there were more difficult problems. Harm can also clean up weird talents, and it is impossible for the officials to come to trouble themselves.

"Then it goes without saying, or tell me later."

Duan Muqin used to really want to know his secret, but now that she has clues, she doesn't want to delve into it anymore. Maybe after seeing the bloody young man, she realized that there is too much blood and cruelty hidden behind this secret. A bit unbearable, looking at the young man so close, I also felt a bit of an indescribable sense of isolation, as if he was as fragile as a dream bubble and would break at the touch.

"Alright." Bai Taki said silently, he didn't intend to tell the whole story, so he smiled: "I didn't intend to tell you everything so honestly, after all, it sounds a bit too mysterious, and I will chat with you occasionally It's okay..."

"It's nothing." Duan Mujin calmed down a bit: "Safety is the most important thing."

"It's been said a lot, life is more important than anything else." Shirataki agreed deeply: "Let's take steady development as the current goal."

"Are you planning to go back again?" Duan Mujin stared at the bowl and chopsticks and asked.

"Of course." Shirataki pressed his chest: "This sword can't be stabbed in vain, I hold a grudge very much... Besides, the tactics of selling blood are considered a success, and I'm sure I can control the situation in the future."

Duan Mujin slowly frowned, and then slowly relaxed: "It's up to you... But before you go, you should listen to my opinion, about the identity of the real murderer, about the theft of the spirit sword, about the three cases I dare not say that I am absolutely correct, but this may be one of the truths.”

Chapter 270 All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence

In the middle of the night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

In front of the Nine Lotus Court Building, there was a lot of tension.

After a massive mountain search, all they found was a pool of blood, a piece of sleeve, and a severed hand.

It is impossible to hide this news, and anyone with a discerning eye will know whether this person is dead or not.

Lu Xiaotang died, and many guests were in panic, but Bai Taki disappeared, and the last patience of the guests reached the limit.

After all... there is no one to investigate the case.

Before going out to the outdoor pavilion, the palms of several great true disciples were pressing the hilts of their swords, looking embarrassed, and hundreds of inner disciples behind them were dressed in light blue clothes, and their young faces were full of oppressive silence.

If the person who comes is an enemy, they will fight immediately with their swords drawn, even if the blood is stained on the blue hair, it can be regarded as repaying the sect's kindness of nurturing.

But those who came were not enemies, but invited guests, among whom there were very few with outstanding force, they were all ordinary people.

One of the young people carrying a bookcase stood in the middle of the line, walked out of the crowd slowly, looked directly at one of the true disciples in front of him, and asked calmly, "Miss Song, do you really want to prevent me from waiting to go home?"

This is a scholar, from Yunlu Academy, although he belongs to an unknown family, but he is also a scholarly family of the Five Dynasties. The influence behind him is not to say deep, but he is also a generation of Confucianists. much higher.

The person who invited this person was the Eighth True Biography. The eighth girl was named as a taboo, and she couldn't be a shrinking ostrich. She could only take a step forward and meet the other party's gaze, showing a dilemma. The sect and loyalty were in a dilemma. Whispered: "We can talk about..."

"I can't talk about it. If I die here or in a foreign land, I will have too many regrets." The scholar shook his head lightly: "You and I have known each other for several years, and you know who I am. I have ambitions and ideals, so I can't Die here, I understand your difficulties, but I also hope you respect my thoughts."

"Zongmen will find a way to ensure your safety."

"I can't think about it. If you have a way, you won't end up in this step." He spoke calmly and calmly: "I don't mean I can't bear it, nor am I greedy for life and fear of death, but I know... It's not easy to wait like this." There is no result, and everyone thinks so, even if this is not the work of ghosts and gods, nor is it a ghost, how can your sect deal with it?"

The eighth girl couldn't answer.

Because facts speak louder than words, two people died, this is a fact.

Even the half-house arrest and half-care failed to prevent the murderer from killing, no matter how stupid a person is, he knows that there must be an inner ghost in the sect.

The guests all knew that the result of staying would be to let the mermaid be eaten. They may not be afraid of death, but they don't want to die so they don't understand.

Tianxiang Pavilion has the rules of Tianxiang Pavilion, and the guests also have their own reasons, the mob will be reduced to a mess, so these people spontaneously twisted into a rope, determined not to delay, and left the location tonight.

This was a full-scale conflict, and it completely tore through the last layer of cover.

"Miss Song, can you please get out of the way?" The scholar asked.

The eighth true biography was silent, but shook his head slightly.

Zongmen have different meanings to ordinary Jianghu people. The disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion are almost all orphans abandoned by the world. Many of them were born with diseases and were abandoned. They can rely on the upbringing of Zongmen Zhien, this is their home, and living for the sect is loyalty and filial piety, if she has to make a choice, she can only reluctantly cut off her robe.

"I understand." The scholar sighed: "You and I have lost all kindness."

Hearing this, Ba Niu's eyes were a little sad, and she could only smile bitterly.

After the scholar, there were other people who spoke, and the result of the conversation was the same in the end.

After the question and answer, no more words.

In silence, the foreign guests took a step forward. They had no weapons in their hands. They were neither famous figures in the world nor armored soldiers, but there was a kind of silent pressure, which forced the true disciples to subconsciously tighten their nerves.

Their meaning is very clear, they have to leave today, and no one can stop them.

Unless you draw your sword to stop it.

What are the consequences of drawing the sword?

The dignified and dignified sect slaughtered foreign guests. After this incident, would they still have a place to stand?

After all, this is a heartbreaking choice.

The disciples of the Tianxiang Pavilion said that they would rather face the Demon Cult and the Southern Tang iron cavalry than bear this kind of pressure. It would be neither good nor bad to draw the sword. No one would like to become an executioner.

It is clear that the real culprit should be cut to death, but they are holding each other back.

"This matter is difficult." Standing by the window, Fang Cun looked at this satirical scene that was more lively than a farce, and sighed: "Poor these disciples, they were roasted on the fire, and this group of foreign guests has become a He who takes chestnuts out of the fire."

Lan Xiangxue asked silently, "Why didn't you go?"

"I know I can't leave." Fang Cun shook his head and said, "Besides, I'm a doctor. If the patient is not cured, how can I just leave?"

The patient he was referring to was Beiming Qingqiu on the sickbed.

After she learned that Bai Taki was missing, she excitedly brought up the real essence, but she didn't bring it up in one breath. Instead, she fainted, made a low-level mistake, and the injury aggravated a little, causing her to fall into a coma until now.

Fang Cun asked again, "Aren't you leaving?"

Lan Xiangxue was silent, holding the sword silently, and said after a long time: "I'm waiting for the murderer..."

She is a killer, and she has a lot of patience. If the young master dies, she can stay here for the rest of her life, just waiting for the murderer to show her feet, and then draw her sword to kill.

If she doesn't leave, Xiuyu won't leave either, besides, Princess Zhenguo is not in a good mood either, she insisted on going to Jinling after going to Jinling to look for Bailong after going mad and hurting Yuanyuan, now that he is gone, go back to Fanyue How to explain after the valley?

The little girl was sitting on the window in a sullen mood, dangling her calves, thinking that when her skills recovered to a few percent, she would have to find out the murderer and freeze them into ice cubes and throw them into the lake to freeze for a few years.

But neither she nor Lan Xiangxue knew who the murderer was.

With a world-shattering ability, it can't stop Xiao Xiao's generation from doing mental calculations without intention, and Jincheng Iron Wall Defense Wushuang is also afraid of soft knives stabbing from behind.

Conspiracies and tricks to kill people are invisible, and the murderer can't be found. Is it possible that he really wants to kill thousands of people from this decent family with a knife?

If it weren't for the fact that there are too many grievances and grievances in the world, the four famous arresters of the six sects would not be famous all over the world and become the guests of each major sect.

Everyone is worried about such mistakes, even Tianxiang Pavilion, one of the six great sects, will be in such a state of distress, let alone other small sects.

The true disciples who were persecuted by foreign guests could not retreat to the extreme.

When the girls could hardly restrain their desire to draw their swords.

A slash of sword light fell into the lake surface, three inches into the ground, pale sword marks rose, and an invisible barrier of sword energy emerged on the ground, instantly shocking both sides.

Shen Qingmei walked from the lake, her toes dropped, causing slight ripples, as if walking on a mirror.

"Why do you need to make things difficult for the disciples? If there is any harsh criticism, it will be directed at me." The fifth elder said flatly: "They just obeyed the order. Did they deliberately make things difficult and force you into a rut? All of this is mine Instigate."

When she opened her mouth, she took all the hostility onto herself.

This is also a very smart approach. It has nothing to do with the sect, it is all done by individuals, which transfers the conflict and diverts attention.

But everyone knows this trick, as long as they don't let them go, they won't even leave the steps.

A middle-aged guest said: "Elder Shen is in the realm of the heavenly king. If you don't let people go, there is absolutely no way for me to break through by force. But the world needs to be reasonable. I really have no patience to stay here. the spirit sword and wait for death."

Another guest also said: "Disregarding the reputation of the world, regardless of whether the guests live or die, is this the way of the noble sect?"

A female guest sternly said: "If you want to investigate, I will cooperate, but since there is no evidence to prove that we are the murderers, why don't you let them go? You must die here and bleed like a river, so that you can see our innocence? "