Steel Steam and Flame

For about a minute, Cassia calculated the time for the room to move based on his breathing. Then the feeling of sliding on the ground disappeared at this moment, and everything returned to calm. Standing upright in the center of a five-meter square rounded room, Cassia didn't think things would end so easily. A few days ago, the room had always been in a stable state, and he felt that something was about to happen.

For his own identity, he began to show a little self-consciousness.

With his head deflected and his gaze scanned left and right, Cassia looked around at all the surrounding scenes, his eyes still staying on the wall beside his body for a while. Behind that wall, Cassia felt the same sight as yesterday. It was sarcasm and sneer, as if watching a clown show about to kick off.

There really was a problem with the wall, Cassia figured it out, looking at the smooth walls that might change at any time on the other three sides.

It doesn't matter who is standing behind that wall, as long as you know that you are not being kind to yourself, Cassia said to himself. Then, as expected, the three surrounding walls cracked silently, and suddenly a black channel the size of a single door appeared among the radiant curtain-like walls, and the air inside was whizzing and impacting towards Ka with a gust of wind. West Asia, with substantive irritability and madness as visible to the naked eye.

Immediately, the "clang" sound of multiple chains hitting the steel floor also squeezed into the room where Cassia was with the gust of wind. Several humanoid silhouettes appeared in the suddenly opened black channel.

"Chief, the rooms are connected to each other." Looking at the scene in the transparent wall in front of him, the staff on the side glanced at the boss's hideous smiling face again, and his thin body seemed to shrink into a ball, "Chief,孛锒over there..."

"You have other things to deal with, just do yours first." The chief said, "I know how to deal with it here, and you don't need to explain it over there."

The thin shadow on the side opened his mouth, but never revealed another syllable. Finally, shook his head angrily, and secretly left the corridor step by step.

The leaving of the thin shadow did not attract the attention of the man called the chief. His eyes were all attracted by the scene on the wall, where the stage play he planned was being staged.

"The personnel have been carefully selected by me. The treatment of you is the light that does not exist all the time, but their treatment is like the darkness of nothingness." The chief murmured, "It is like a moth leaping into the bright light at night. , They are the craziest group of animals whose spirits are close to the edge of collapse. What is the final result, that is not something I can interfere with."

While talking, the chief walked out towards the end of the corridor, "After all, this to me is just an accident in which the control device accidentally broke."

Not knowing what happened outside the wall, Cassia stood still, looking at the eyes in the black passage that rose like a red moon in the desert, scratching his head, "I thought I was here, there can be a certain absolute In a quiet time, think about what happened to me. I am still too naive."

So he also expanded his cross pupils. Before the people in a few passages came out, Cassia had already rushed in. Sooner or later, things need to be resolved, and Cassia hopes that this time will not be too long.

,,,,,,

Five years of study time has been compressed into three years, and the usually leisurely puppet is also troubled by recent tedious work and a pile of thick documents on the desktop. He is not only a coach, but also a member of the management department. Hold several positions, this is a common thing in military schools.

"There are so many things." He couldn't help complaining, but no one in the deserted room responded to his complaint. The military school is very large, and everyone’s office is very spacious, which makes the relatively small desk inside look very lonely.

He picked up the glass cup on the side and took a sip of the white wine. The nerves oppressed by the worries of processing documents seem to have been somewhat eased.

I rubbed my forehead. Although I don't know whether this method has a relieving effect on the self who is about to be perfected in the current stage of surgery, but psychologically, I feel that it is at least effective. Sign the name on the document in front of you, and put your red seal on it, then you have to take out your password card and insert it into the silver card slot on the side, and enter the code on the cover of this document through the corresponding input device. Finally, press the hard button to confirm.

Finished another document, the next. Bei Qi said helplessly in his heart, and then picked up a document at hand again and began to read it slowly.

A special document, because the inscription on the cover is the Hall of the Holy Emperor, another huge force in the empire, in charge of everything people believe in the Emperor, and appears in front of countless believers in the empire as the representative of the Emperor . Spread the holy emperor’s will, give the holy emperor’s instructions, and use this to control those fanatical believers.

And as an ideological and cultural institution, the Holy Royal Hall also serves as the editor of theological history books. Relying on the compilation, beautification, deletion, and modification of history, to dominate the views and cognition of the major forces at the bottom of the empire, which is also the work of the Holy Royal Hall. Therefore, in the empire, the best job errand is the presence of the emissaries in the churches everywhere in the empire. Similar to the establishment of an army, from the moment of becoming a holy envoy, almost all expenses and things are borne by the empire. And not to mention the chain of interests behind them.

Like the magnificent church, the envoys were almost all made of gold. This is a true portrayal of a holy envoy.

"What will it be?" Looking at the signature of the Saint Royal Hall above ~www.readwn.com~ and the four words "speed up the file" on the other side of the cover, when opening the file, he was already guessing. This time, something happened in the Saint Royal Hall.

"A saint in the holy palace took advantage of the convenience of her position to steal the remains of the thirteenth-generation holy emperor Jillida Hinter, placed in the hall of the holy hall, and escaped under the influence of the rainy weather. Capture of the Holy Palace."

"It's a boring task of finding things again? What do these forces regard the military school as the wolves that will be trained here in the future, but they regard this place as a nanny house where people tend to be free. "Beijing shook his head and continued to look down." The mission ranks second class, please hurry up and recover the remains of the holy emperor as soon as possible, otherwise it will fall into the hands of neighbors and it will be badly photographed on the eve of the war. influences."

"A few bones, it is completely feasible to find a few pieces in the kitchen to pretend to be." He said to himself rather silently as he watched the "Second Class Scholar", "Anyway, is it the real holy emperor's remains? You know it yourself. As long as you say yes, will someone stand up and oppose you? It’s really a group of more genuine people. A few bones can be assigned to a second-class mission. This is really..."

He shook his head and signed his name, entered the file number, and was about to press the button. But at this moment, his finger stopped above the button, and he suddenly thought of another thing. (To be continued.)