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"Yes." The red-haired boy kept nodding on the other side of the screen.

"What? Where are the people in your guild?" Wasted asked curiously.

From the background behind the right general of the Jinwu Guard, he seems to be in a grid-shaped workshop. On one side of the wall, there are densely written notes of various colors, one on top of the other, and only a few places can be seen The gray and white stripes on the wall were quite elegant.

And with the body of General Right of Jinwuwei as the dividing line, on the other side you can see the corridor of the clerical office of the current headquarters of the Dingwangtai Guild. People are coming and going under the pale light. From time to time, someone glances at General You of Jinwuwei. glance.

In other words, he glanced at someone on the screen who was chatting with General Jin Wuwei right.

General Jinwuwei You also felt these gazes, and his specific response was to bow his back and lower his voice, "The high-level officials seem to have pushed the battle situation several times, but they were not sure, so they started spending money to hire foreign aid."

Young man, don't you think your performance is even more suspicious?

"Well, so you volunteered to ask me?"

"It was the vice president who named a few great gods and said that these can be invited as foreign aid." General Jin Wuwei You looked very excited. ,

Waste: "Uh, I'm in there?"

The boy blinked and replied, "No."

Wasted nodded silently in his heart. He has not been famous for long, his strength is unproven, and he has no friends in the game. How can it be said that the rumored very shrewd vice president of Dingwangtai will never choose him.

The right general of the Jinwu Guard on the other side began to chatter excitedly again, "Although the list of masters that can be invited by the vice president did not include Mr. Waste, I think the few requests made by the vice president are particularly suitable for Mr. Waste, such as The strength is high, the level is over [-], and it has no connection with other unions. It is tailor-made for Mr. Waste, so I will come to Mr. Waste as soon as the meeting is over. This time, the employment conditions are very good. Don’t you try it? ?” o(≧v≦)o

"...I just said that you had a strange expression at this meeting, and the record was not done well. So you were thinking about these things."

Right General of the Jinwu Guard o(≧v≦)o "Yeah yeah~"

Nodding to increase his credibility, the boy found that the wasteful adult he admired on the other side of the screen was looking at him with pity.

Even if this kind of expression is a waste of adults, he is still very handsome [idiot face.

But...why does Master Waste make such an expression on him?

What is this hairy feeling?

Before his brain turned around for a while, General Jin Wuwei stretched out his hand to press down the bristling hair on the back of his neck, thinking that he had better not look back.

But it was obvious that the sky was not as expected, and a very familiar voice of a red-haired boy sounded behind him.

"My dear brother, when did you become a groupie? Why, as your closest brother, I don't know at all?"

Bearing in mind many lessons, knowing that if you don't look back now, you will be punished even more, General Jin Wuwei turned around tremblingly, with tears in his eyes that seemed to be crying in the next second.

"Little, little eight..."

The 80 imperial guards stood behind him speechlessly, and the person with him was their good-natured president.

A certain vice president slapped General Jinwuwei's head and body straight with a slap, stabilized the back of the black leather swivel chair that was swaying and turning because of Jinwuwei's right general's movements, and raised his eyes to see the waste.

Waste of eyebrows raised.

Even if you don't listen to the previous words of the 80 Imperial Army, a discerning person can tell at a glance that General Jinwuwei and the 80 Imperial Army are brothers. In the game, these two guys who look only fifteen or sixteen years old seem to have nothing to do with each other at first glance.

But as far as the old game guild Dingwangtai is concerned in the game data collected by waste, 80 forbidden soldiers have been the vice president of the game guild for five years, and he is at least 24 years old by the standard of 29 years old. .

If it is not twins, since General Jin Wuwei is an elder brother, he must be at least one year older than his younger brother, at least 30 years old.

Waste: It is unscientific to judge maturity by age alone╭(╯^╰)╮

"Are you Youxian? You have heard of your name for a long time." The 80 imperial guards had a very polite, warm and standard smile for receiving outsiders.

"I should be the one who said this, I have long admired your name."

Wasted raised his eyes and looked at him.

Jinwuwei General You and the president of Dingwangtai, the little prince, felt crackling in the air.

These two people... none of them have the power of the thunder element... right?

"Then what did the Great God think about what Xiao Jin mentioned just now?" The two were still fighting.

"Well," wasting his gaze to look at the forum, "Since the Golden Lion Guild can pass, why does Dingwangtai, who is the strongest in the Black Iron Wings, still need to hire someone?"

"Well," the 80 imperial guards avoided talking, "If Mr. You Xian agrees to help, you can come to our headquarters to have a talk. Just like my brother said, the reward is very good."

"I'm hitting level 51 recently, let me think about it first."

"Good talk, good talk."

The two foxes looked at each other and smiled.

General Jin Wuwei tremblingly hung up the communication while they were staring at each other.

No matter what kind of misery General Jinwuwei will fall into after the communication is turned off, the current waste is unknown.

He continued on the forum.

However, the forum is full of all kinds of news about the guild's residence, so there are no technical posts or landscape posts that are wasteful and like to see. Maybe someone posted it, but the water is too deep and probably sinks.

Waste: Cut fun, buy bags, ah no, buy equipment.

Should I go to the market in the downtown area or go to the technical exhibition hall?

While still hesitating, Wasted left the dormitory, and as soon as he walked to the side of the military headquarters, he heard the sound of some kind of fabric rubbing and rustling.

Waste turning back.

At the corner of the corridor he had just walked through, a dark figure emerged from the empty space, and the cloak that distorted the light in his hand had just been lifted halfway.

Secret agents in the camp station dark post.

The first two months of playing this game wasted every day at the military headquarters, forming a deep revolutionary (doubt will be harmonious, separated) friendship with Wade's other gang, listening to their complaints every day.

The job of standing in the dark is indeed, um, very boring.

So the waste was transferred to the spy camp.

Witty, like it~(≧▽≦)/~

Transferring to the secret service camp immediately faced a war between the two camps. He ran to the front line in order to quickly escalate, and he was far away from his original purpose of transferring to the secret service camp - exploring expeditions and taking pictures every day. Especially sad.

But the person standing on the dark post in front of him seems to be a player.

I really didn't expect there to be players participating in the spy camp, and I don't know where Wade abducted them from.

This person sent a business card to waste and added him as a friend, and then said to him, "Wade is waiting for you in the office."

The guy named Drinking Blood looked very sympathetic when he said this.

Okay, it can be confirmed, this player must have been snatched by Wade.

Nod to the blood drinker, waste the time to go to the mission release office to pick up the [Common: Black Iron Wings-Patrol], which has not been done for a long time, in case Wade wants to send him a strange mission later, there is a reason to run Let's go... Although it is not easy to escape from that old man's hands.

Turning and turning from the secret passage to Wade's office, he almost thought he was in the wrong place as soon as he entered the door.

The paper documents that almost filled the entire room were gone, the dust was swept away, the insect nets were cleaned, and even the dilapidated wooden tables and chairs with peeling paint were replaced with long tables and leather chairs with marble surfaces.

There are transparent glass vases on the long table, filled with water, and a few lucky bamboos. You can tell that they are well cared for by the green color.

Wade was sitting behind a long desk covered in sweat, a woman with long silver hair was standing by the desk holding a pile of documents in her arms, and was about to put a copy in front of Wade.

I haven't seen the old man for a few days, but he has an extra beautiful woman as his secretary.

So far, I still feel like a waste of a single dog: Hehe.

When he entered the door, it could be said that he didn't walk out of the way and stood up. When he entered the door, he saw the decoration of the office and the woman who seemed to be the secretary.

Silver Wing Major Phoebes: "...Second Lieutenant, please fasten your buttons."

Coughing, wasting the buttons on the collar that he had unbuttoned for ventilation, and striding forward in the first most standard military posture since getting acquainted with those S-rank adventurers to the desk.

Wade calmly said, "Second Lieutenant, you are here."

"Yes, sir." Waste, who had never spoken to Wade so seriously, couldn't feel better.

"Second Lieutenant, I have a difficult task for you. Do you know that the player guild Dingwangtai is about to complete the resident mission?" Wade took advantage of Phoebe's sideways sideways to wink at the waste, the wrinkles on his old face were covered by him like this Once done, several more articles were added.

It was a waste of impulse to punch the face in front of him: "I just found out."

"This guild's ambitions are not small. Although their resident has not been completed yet, it is already related to the safety of the city. Although several groups of people have been sent to monitor it, I still feel uneasy."

This kind of image of worrying about the country and the people is really not suitable for you, wasteful slander.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for a waste of time to answer the call, Wade could only continue to say, "Will you relieve my worries?"

The two looked at each other for 15 seconds, and Phoebe, who was sorting out the documents, cleared her throat.

Waste: "... at your service."

In the end, it was a waste of taking part in the defense of the Dingwangtai Guild garrison with Major Phoebes in the military.

Weakly saluting, he left Wade's office and walked back to the military mission announcement office through the secret passage. Wasted felt that he was in a really bad mood.

Shall we go to a candy store?

He thought so, raised his leg and walked towards the gate...go?

Hearing the sound of fighting, Waste looked up.

...Fuck, it's fine if someone broke into the military headquarters, but what happened to the pair of white-haired wings? !

The author has something to say:

One week nineteen, the laptop is finally connected to the Internet

Is it easy for me to use the phone to save the words and then use the phone to publish them?

The traffic is rushing

So after connecting to the Internet, I browsed the Weibo and the post bar when I was typing. It’s really just... I can’t help it.

Little angels: Enough is enough, you still have the face to say it! !