The full-level boss became popular after dressing as a fake young master

Level 66

Blame me for being cheap, I'll just stop at level 65

Ye Zhiqiu finally ran for the scheduled time, took a shower and came out to play two games. When he looked at WeChat, a series of red dots appeared.

Ye Zhiqiu flipped through the pages one by one, and at the top was He Wenzhao: "I'm going back for lunch today, do you have anything to bring?"

Ye Zhiqiu thought for a moment, "Bring a game notebook, the one with the highest configuration."

He Wenzhao replied in seconds: "Okay."

The second is a series of question marks from Zhao Yan: "Ms. Ye? How many levels have you passed?"

Ye Zhiqiu tapped "99" with his hands.

"Don't talk." Zhao Yan replied, "The show said you passed level 59. Is it true?"

Ye Zhiqiu was notified by the program team and the mission tower. When he was about to pass the 60th level, the people in the mission tower refused to let the photographers in. There were hundreds of people in the first 59 levels who knew the title. How many more photographers knew the problem? Big, but the questions after level 60 involve relatively profound professional fields, and many questions involve confidential information, and photographers are not allowed to enter.

So the program team only has the picture of him breaking through the first 59 levels - he is not allowed to broadcast the title, so he can only play mosaics.

Zhao Yan asked: "Did the program team trick you again?"

Ye Zhiqiu replied: "No."

The third is sweet rhyme: "Ancestor, how did you earn your money?"

"Mission Tower, it has been aired today."

Gan Yun immediately called him: "A viewer counted the amount of money you spent, more than 30 yuan, and on the show you only got 19 yuan as a reward for breaking the mission tower." Gan Yun asked like a cannonball: "Do you have anything else? How to make money? Quickly clarify, netizens found out the news from the staff last week, and decided that the program team gave you a large amount of money through the back door."

"Don't worry about it." Ye Zhiqiu warned: "Don't respond, this is a slander to the program group, and the program group will deal with it."

"But..." Gan Yun wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Zhiqiu: "It's okay, the matter about how I make money is already messy enough, the people who eat melons don't have such long-term curiosity, just leave it alone gone."

On the Internet, it seems that there is an uproar. As long as Ye Zhiqiu turns off his mobile phone and tablet and cuts off the channels to contact the outside world, he can calm down and act as if nothing happened.

When Ye Zhiqiu and He Wenzhao had lunch together, the "Little Town Days" program team clarified that Ye Zhiqiu earned all the money he spent, and the comment area was ridiculed. A photographer who followed Ye Zhiqiu's "Little Town Days" posted a post saying Not only did Ye Zhiqiu pass level 59, he also passed level 60 and was ridiculed and had to turn off comments.

"What are you doing this afternoon?" He Wenzhao asked him.

"I'm going to meet someone." Ye Zhiqiu suffered from laziness again, poking at the potato stew in the bowl, "I knew I wouldn't take this job, I don't want to move."

"What job? Is it important?" He Wenzhao picked up a chopstick of green vegetables for him, "Can I do it? I'll do it for you?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Lu Yezi and frowned tightly, and pulled the vegetables to the bottom of the bowl in disgust, "I have to do it."

"Then I'll take you there."

"No need," Ye Zhiqiu said sadly, "They said they came to pick me up."

It was a low-key black car that came to pick up Ye Zhiqiu. When He Wenzhao took Ye Zhiqiu downstairs, he found two people sitting in the car, wearing ordinary black sweaters and black trousers. It turns out that this is a well-trained family, as if he was from the army.

He Wenzhao stopped the hand that opened the door, turned around to block Ye Zhiqiu, and whispered, "Who are they?"

If it was the real world, He Wenzhao wouldn't care about it, and all of these together couldn't beat Ye Zhiqiu, but now this body has a heart disease and can't do strenuous exercise, so He Wenzhao blocked Ye Zhiqiu from entering.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned: "It's similar to the predecessor of our real-world supernatural authority."

He Wenzhao was startled, Ye Zhiqiu pulled him aside and whispered to him.

The world in the book overlaps with the real world, such as the stock market, such as certain policy guidelines.

But there are also some differences. For example, in their real world, everyone is accustomed to supernatural events. From time to time, gods, ghosts, monsters and other things come out to give a sense of existence. The Supernatural Administration is also open and transparent. Ye Zhiqiu and He Wenzhao are both The spokesperson of the Supernatural Administration is responsible for maintaining the external image of the administration, but this book can be classified as "Urban Beauty".

There are no ghosts and ghosts in the "Urban Beauty" article, and naturally there will be no ghost bureau.

After Ye Zhiqiu entered level 60 alone, he went all the way to level 66. The manager told him that no one had ever solved the answer to level 66, and all passers-by stopped at level 65.

Ye Zhiqiu originally thought that level 66 might be a theoretical question beyond this world. For example, if the theory of cosmic inflation is correct, no one can answer it.

The title of the 66th level: "Are there any weapons that can injure non-local time and space creatures? If so, please provide the blueprint."

Ye Zhiqiu of the Supernatural Administration: No wonder no one can answer.

It is not a creature of this time and space. In the world of this "Urban Tanmei", besides Ye Zhiqiu and He Wenzhao, it is hard to say whether there is a third one. If there is, then this book should be classified as "Fantasy Tanmei". .

The big cows in this world have never seen creatures that are not in this time and space, so how could they study weapons in this area.

Level 66 successfully became a stumbling block for everyone except Ye Zhiqiu.

There are two directors of the Supernatural Administration, one south and one north, who can sit on the director's seat at a young age, and they both have two brushes.

If He Wenzhao's brush is the father of the gold master, who is first-rate in spending money, then Ye Zhiqiu is a weapons expert, the No. 1 violent output of the Supernatural Administration, and the Supernatural Administration recognizes that Ye Zhiqiu's direct supervisor Liu Deputy Office—the one who confiscated Ye Zhiqiu's driver's license, After retirement, Ye Zhiqiu will be able to fill in the vacancy.

"Existence." Ye Zhiqiu asked: "I want the drawings..." Ye Zhiqiu looked around: "Is it here?"

"No, no, no." The staff at level 66 of the mission tower left a contact information for Ye Zhiqiu, and made an appointment with Ye Zhiqiu.

"That's it." Ye Zhiqiu explained the cause and effect clearly, and regretted it very much: "Blame me for being cheap, I'll just stop at level 65."

"But the money in level 66 is too sweet." Ye Zhiqiu stretched out a finger: "I broke through level 65, and all the bonuses add up to only 40, but if I pass level 66, the patent right belongs to me, and another Give me 100 million."

He Wenzhao glanced at him. Ye Zhiqiu grew up in the Supernatural Administration Bureau. He was raised by the state. When he grew up, all patent rights were given to the state free of charge. He never received a penny in copyright fees, and he had no idea about the price of weapon patent rights.

Ye Zhiqiu muttered, "A lot of money."

"I've come here, so I just take another step..."

Ye Zhiqiu regretted so much that his intestines were green: "I didn't know you were coming, and I counted on this money to support my family." Ye Zhiqiu complained: "I still have 2100 million debts with an annual interest rate of 10%. I am so poor."

The people in the car saw that they were chatting about the same. An old man with gray hair and kind eyes got off the passenger seat: "Is this Mr. Ye? I'm Dong Wenqing, who is this?"

Dong Wenqing, a well-known weapons expert in this world.

Ye Zhiqiu introduced: "My love, He Wenzhao."

"Hello Mr. Dong."

"Is Mr. He worried about Teacher Ye's safety?" Dong Wenqing said bluntly, "Don't worry, there are good hands in the car, which can guarantee Teacher Ye's safety."

Ye Zhiqiu: What he is worried about is the people in your car. Thank you.

"Go." He Wenzhao sent him to the car, He Wenzhao looked at Dong Wenqing and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "If you don't come back at six o'clock, I will pick you up."

"it is good."

When Ye Zhiqiu went to draw the blueprints, there was a commotion on the Internet.

The photographer of "Small Town Life" didn't stop after closing the comment area, and posted a new article, saying that he didn't go in to shoot level 60 because the mission tower didn't agree to the shooting, not that Ye Zhiqiu didn't break through.

But the badge and the pass list of 60 levels are there, and Ye Zhiqiu's name is clearly not there.

"You want to say that he passed but the mission tower didn't give him a badge? Why did the mission tower target him? The mission tower is the fairest, okay?"

"You didn't even go to level 60 with him, how do you know he passed? What if he just stayed in there for a while, and then took money from the show crew, but you didn't know?"

"Second. You didn't go in, how do you know?"

The photographer wanted to refute, but he did not go in, and his defense was weak: "It only took him more than an hour to pass the first 59 levels, it was very easy, and he had enough energy to break through."

"As we all know, the task tower involves a wide range of professional fields. What if he just doesn't know that field?"

Many people asked for an explanation from Aite Mission Tower officials, but Mission Tower remained silent.

Ye Zhiqiu's studio also remained silent, ignoring the matter.

Ye Zhiqiu is still an artist under Ye Peihang's company. Someone reported the news to the public relations department. The public relations department was not sure what to do, so they came to Ye Peihang.

"Boss Ye, do you want to deal with it?" the head of the public relations department asked.

Ye Peihang's impression of Ye Zhiqiu recently changed. Seeing that he is much more pleasing to the eye than before, he even forgot about the fact that the PR department was not allowed to take care of Ye Zhiqiu. He said casually: "He is an artist of the company. Since the company If you take the commission, then it’s up to you..." Ye Peihang paused, and suddenly remembered the photo Qiao Chuming sent, a six or seven-year-old child who was not as tall as the stove was cooking, staggering on a stool.

Ye Peihang remembered that when Qiao Chuming first entered the entertainment industry, he fought alone without the escort of an agency company. He encountered a lot of injustice, his role was robbed, and he was bullied by Ye Zhiqiu on the set, but there was no way to reason. Ming could only swallow his anger.

At that time, there were a lot of rumors about Qiao Chuming on the Internet, especially when Qiao Chuming first became popular, many black public relations knew that he made a lot of money, and relying on the large traffic, they forced Qiao Chuming to pay the black public relations fee, and if he didn’t pay, they would spread rumors about Qiao Chu Name, Qiao Chuming was too stubborn, refused to give it, and was jointly rectified by the black public relations for more than half a year.

Ye Zhiqiu also added a fire inside.

Qiao Chuming was scolded for half a year until he was almost depressed.

Qiao Chuming could bear it at the time, but how could Ye Zhiqiu not bear it if the situation changed?

Ye Zhiqiu was the one who should have accepted all of this, he just returned to the situation where he was supposed to be.

"Forget it." Ye Peihang changed his words, "Don't worry about it."

Ye Peihang lightly ordered: "From now on, you don't have to answer me about Ye Zhiqiu's affairs, just deal with it coldly."

"Yes." The head of the public relations department withdrew and closed the door.

The author says:

Ye Zhiqiu: I regret