mist [unlimited]

For the next few days, Song Qinglan didn't see Ji Yushi.

I heard from Duan Wen that Ji Yushi will go to the class for training new students in the morning for these few days, and train in the personal training room in the afternoon. The daily schedule is full. Minister Wang visited him once and treated him well praise.

In the eyes of the leaders, these clerical workers seem to work very hard in everything they do.

Minister Wang called Song Qinglan to sound the alarm: "Xiao Ji is hardworking and smart, and you have to pay attention to teamwork when the time comes for the mission. He is still a two-star rating, and after completing this mission, he will be promoted to one star. Don't think I don't know You plan to serve people like vases."

Song Qinglan pretended to be confused with an understanding: "How could such a thing happen?"

The training ground has a personalized and targeted training room, as well as a team-based simulated combat system.

Two days before the mission, everyone will conduct team training as usual. After Song Qinglan called everyone to gather, she realized that there was a missing season: "Old Duan, did you notify him?"

"I thought Li Chun told him yesterday."

"Fuck, why would I tell him? I've never met him before!"

"Yeah, I guess I'm going to attend class again."

"Tang Qi, you organize the training."

Song Qinglan was going to find someone in person, so that Director Wang wouldn't give him any big names again.

After walking out of the training ground, Song Qinglan went straight to the new student camp.

As the youngest team leader, Song Qinglan gave these new students their first fighting class in Tianqiong.Song Qinglan's close combat skills made those students who came from prestigious schools and had high self-esteem become more honest, and they were beaten into obedience.Therefore, as soon as Song Qinglan showed her face outside the window, the hairs of those who deserted would stand on end.

Tianqiong's specially-appointed lecturer was giving a professional class, and Song Qinglan quickly found the person he was looking for amidst the slight commotion.

Sit by the window during monsoon rains.

"Space makes up the universe we live in. Time makes up the universe we know."

The narrator on the stage manipulated the holographic image to draw a colorful arc of light. It didn't know where to start, and the end also entered nothingness.

Some students praised in a low voice.

He lowered his head during the monsoon rain and seemed not to notice the wonderful presentation.

"Time is like a flowing line, allowing us to have a past and a future."

"The past is immutable - it is impossible for a person to travel back in time and kill his grandfather. We understand the grandfather paradox. Russian scientist Novikov also proposed the principle of self-consistency, which means that even if a person can go back In the past, the course of history cannot be changed. Because in simple terms, our present is the final outcome that has been changed countless times.”

Light flickers and flows in the air.

The narrator continued: "What about the future? More than 20 years ago, the Chinese scientific team invented the sky. They discovered that time is not just a line."

With a wave of the narrator's hand, the arc light in the air changed.

The light split suddenly, and countless filaments burst out from the current point of time, spreading out in countless directions.

"The powerful calculation ability of the sky can calculate countless futures through our present. Its appearance has made human beings aware of the existence of parallel worlds in the future for the first time. Since the establishment of the sky system 20 years ago, all countries in the world have passed through the sky, through the future The guardian operation in the parallel world successfully prevented 1771 possible terrorist attacks, 542 riots, 6 wars, and successfully prevented 3 large-scale natural disasters."

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During the explanation, many data videos were played in turn.

Song Qinglan walked to the window: "..."

What is the "hardworking and smart" that Minister Wang said?

The hard-working and intelligent Advisor Ji is concentrating on... playing a black and white screen handheld that was popular in the last century.

Under his familiar operation, Tetris keeps changing directions, falling, merging and eliminating at an extremely fast speed, four rows...five rows...even six or seven rows, the score keeps skyrocketing, and the cubes can be embedded in an incredible way every time To the right position, it is just an illusion to make people feel that the game will end in the next second.

It is undeniable that Ji Yushi is a master at playing Tetris. If you search the entire sky, you may not be able to find a second person who plays better than him.

Because of lowering the head, the back of the neck is slightly raised during the monsoon rain, and the thin shoulder blade line can be seen at a glance.

His expression was very focused, his slender eyelashes drooped, his side face looked quiet, his fingers were long and short, and his nails were short and clean, just like the person who gave him the impression that he hadn't suffered at all.

Song Qinglan thought, maybe she didn't intend to suffer hardship at all.

On the afternoon before the task started, everyone gathered for a task meeting.

Just like every mission meeting in the past, the destination map was displayed on the giant screen, with some marks attached to it.

The third command center of Tianqiong Headquarters was in charge of this task scheduling, and there were no.The commander-in-chief of the mission on the stage was explaining the mission, and even Minister Wang was sitting in the audience.

"A month ago, Tianqiong calculated that the population of Xijing in Xingyuan 1460 had a sudden drastic change, and there was a decrease of up to 3% during this time period."

The commander-in-chief zoomed in on the map, pointing to the flashing red dot area on the map.

"According to the calculation chart, after excluding energy factors such as natural disasters and explosions, Tianqiong defines this mission as a possible biochemical terrorist attack, and the mission level is A-level."

"Bioterrorist attack?"

"Haven't we already dealt with it once?!"

"Little Case!"

"I'll apply." Song Qinglan sat at an oblique corner, with the red dot on the map reflected in her sharp black pupils, "After successfully completing this A-level mission, I will apply for an S-level mission."

As soon as his words fell, whispers in the conference room spread.

As we all know, one S-level task gets a rating score worth five A-level tasks.

The successful completion of as many as twelve A-level missions allowed Team Seven to gain a reputation in Tianqiong after only two years of establishment, rushing into the front row of the most valuable team like a dark horse.But the fact that they haven't performed S-level missions keeps them from being able to squeeze into the top three. They are completely crushed by the top three teams with super high scores, and they can't make it no matter what.

Therefore, Team Seven has been longing for S-rank missions.

I heard about it during the monsoons.

Sitting with his teammates, he could clearly see Song Qinglan's appearance.Arrogance, conceit and desire to win were all clearly expressed in Song Qinglan's tone.

"Accept the application." The commander-in-chief paused and said to Song Qinglan, "After this mission, the command center will re-evaluate based on your mission performance. Please be ready to accept the S-level mission at any time."

Song Qinglan had heard this set of rhetoric many times.

He sat coldly, expressionless.

One can't help but suspect that, following the so-called arrangements for many years, this unruly star will explode sooner or later.

At the end of the meeting, there was still a small strategic meeting to be held, and Song Qinglan had another two-hour talk with Minister Wang and other direct leaders alone.

When he came out, all his teammates changed into casual clothes and waited for him.

"Call the new guy." Song Qinglan said casually.

The night before the mission, the whole team went to eat hot pot together, "eat a good meal before going on the road", this is the practice in the team.

"Called. Advisor Ji said he won't go."

"People are still in the training room."

Song Qinglan thought of the scene of that person playing Tetris in the professional class, and felt a little playful.

He ordered everyone to take their seats first.

There are hundreds of private training rooms in the huge training ground, the seventh team has its own fixed number, Song Qinglan has authority, and it took almost no effort to find the person she was looking for.

During the rainy season, I really just finished training.

He had just stepped off the simulator, covered in sweat, and the collar of his gray T-shirt was soaked. Two robotic arms surrounded him, one handing a towel and the other pure water.

During the rainy season, I took water, but Song Qinglan unexpectedly appeared: "Team Song?"

Song Qinglan stood at the door, folded her arms leisurely, as if waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"Why don't you go to the dinner party?"

During the rainy season, I took a sip of water, the corners of my eyebrows and eyes were stained with sweat, and my beautiful facial features were steaming.

Even though they were all men, Song Qinglan suddenly had a strange feeling, as if... his appearance in the training room of her teammates was a very far-fetched thing, and she should avoid suspicion.

Ji Yushi replied: "Sorry, I made an appointment in advance to answer the video call at night."

Song Qinglan: "Can't you pick it up later?"

During the rainy season, I took a towel to wipe off my sweat: "It's too sticky, I'll get angry."

What did this sentence point out, it reminded Song Qinglan of a crucial point, and also realized why she felt that she should avoid suspicion.

He raised his eyebrows: "Is there anyone at home?"

The robotic arm has obediently put away the towel and walked away.

But another drop of sweat fell from Ji Yushi's forehead. He subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes and wiped the sweat with his T-shirt.

The tight waist and abdomen that belonged to the young man was exposed, which was different from all the guardians of the sky: the waist was very thin and flexible, and the skin was dazzlingly white, as if it could not be grasped.During the movements, on the sweaty flat lower abdomen, a round navel loomed at the waist of the trousers.

Song Qinglan looked away.

"Team Song, do you mind?" Ji Yushi obviously understood the contradiction better than him, but his words and deeds were very natural, "Does the training room I stayed in need to be disinfected?"

About the severity of Song Qinglan's homophobia, Ji Yushi had also heard about it.

I heard that he was openly pursued by the same sex, so even the offices where gays have entered must be disinfected.

Song Qinglan would not take such a provocation seriously.

Song Qinglan said her real purpose for coming to the training room, but it was not much harsher than she imagined: "I just want to tell you that there are many people who want to mix up an A-level task to complete the star rating, and they will soon find that they want to More, because A-level missions are many times more dangerous than imagined. If you still care about the people around you, Advisor Ji, it’s not too late to quit now, and I will arrange for you to go back to Ningcheng."

Ji Yushi didn't seem to hear the sarcasm: "But for me, it's too late to quit now."

The atmosphere is tense.

Song Qinglan smiled suddenly: "Okay, then I only have one request for you."

Ji Yushi looked very calm, only meeting his gaze.

Song Qinglan threw down a few words: "Obey orders, lie down and win obediently."