Apocalyptic Forecast

"Name?"

"Huai Shi."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

"19."

"The inspection is completed, the review is correct, the appointment is confirmed, and the release is passed."

In front of the quaint door, a dull voice said to Russell: "Welcome to the Astronomy Club, Mr. Huaishi."

"Well, I feel it."

Russell helped his tie and nodded toward the inspection program: "Thank you."

Then, after the door opened, I saw Yegor's stinky face in the office.

It's like working overtime for half a year without vacations, sleeping less than four hours a day, and facing endless troubles...

No, it's not ‘seems’ anymore.

It should be said.

Seeing the old man coming in, Yegor couldn't help but want to rub his face: "I said, can't you just go through the program honestly? This artificial secretary has just been installed for two days!"

"I can change it in only two days, wouldn't it be better?"

Russell sat calmly on that Yegor’s favorite recliner, turned around, glanced at the twitching face of an old friend, and told him: “The purpose of some programs is to prove that they are shit. Look. Look at the stuff you made, source quality recognition, voice recognition, soul recognition... is it useful to do it all and do so many?"

"The point of a program is to follow it, even if... well, sometimes it's a pile of shit, but it's better than even a pile of shit."

Yegor took off his reading glasses, dropped two drops of eye drops, and rubbed his numb face: "Well, come on, tell me, what surprises you have prepared for me. What are you doing?"

"Look at what you said, it seems that we won't go out without doing something." Russell stared in surprise: "Our Heavenly Kingdom pedigree is based on the principle of maintaining the security and interests of the present world, and we never do anything wrong!"

"Yes, yes, an ideal country that abides by laws and regulations, is good at adapting the bureau, and has the courage to innovate the survival institute. As long as there is an astronomy society, there will never be any worries in the present. Everyone has a bright future, okay?

Yegor didn't bother to argue with him, and asked bluntly: "What are you doing here?"

"Isn't this asking you to inquire about the situation?" Russell grinned and asked without shame.

"All the information is in the announcement, you need to know, you can go to the bulletin board, or install a Tomorrow News app... That group of dog grass, the release time is half an hour earlier than us."

"Bulletin board? Tomorrow's news? I believe in those things. I might as well go to your lounge for two times. Seriously, as long as there are whiskey and cigars, some members of the decision-making room will be terribly low-guard..."

Russell shook his head disapprovingly: "You know what I want to hear, Yegor, it's not those high-sounding words, it's not a triumph to coax children, but the real situation."

Yegor was silent for a long time and stared at him. Finally, he couldn't help but shook his head and spread his hands: "Compassionate me, okay, friend, I am a **** secretary, not an intelligence dealer in the black market... I have mine. Concerns, my difficulties, you can’t come to my office, it’s like going to some **** club, expecting everyone to pull out their underpants within five minutes and treat each other frankly."

"Say something you can say." Russell dragged a chair and sat down, smiling: "I don't think so."

"..."

Yegor put down the pen, took a deep breath, inhaled, and exhaled, trying to restrain himself from picking up this stuff and people stab others in the throat.

Reached out and pointed to the two stacks of documents on the table that were almost half a meter high.

"What do you want to hear? Good news? Bad news? It's all here, Russell. You can tell at a glance, what else do you want to hear from me?"

On his left hand, good news piled up like a mountain.

On his right, the bad news enjoyed the same height and treatment, almost no difference.

In the half month since the war started, the rate of increase in these reports has not stopped. In the middle of the two talking, documents were constantly being blown through the vacuum pipe, and they were piled up on two stacks of mountains by the artificial mental retardation of the secretary.

Relying on the expansion of the outposts and the Silver Sea of ​​the Heavenly Kingdom lineage, a large number of ordinary people without souls can fight in hell. After obtaining the geographical advantage, the tension on the manpower has also been greatly eased.

But with the strength of the present situation and the entire abyss.

No matter how big the advantage is, it still can't make people optimistic.

At this moment, within the entire depth of 30, tragic battles are taking place on the battlefield. Between the border and hell, under the defense of various pedigrees and the scheduling of the Astronomical Society, a high wall is being built in the present situation, hoping for this A deep tide can come to an end earlier.

In response to the success of Bo Xun's battle, it gave a boost to the current situation.

On the battlefield, they finally no longer have to face the corrupt cults, the Tranquility Society and other weird forces, and they don't have to worry about the souls of their victims being taken away by the abyss.

The devilish wisdom was completely broken up by the Survival Hospital, divided and excised, and treated innocuously. It is expected that after two cycles, the end will be completely completed.

At that time, the solidified souls scattered in the abyss will no longer be able to pass through the gravity of the abyss to be unique, but will gradually wear off in the long diversion, and finally fall between infinite depth and hell.

Smashed into pieces.

And its core will be permanently preserved in the blockade of the Survival Hospital.

Or become one of them gloriously, hold the position of the researchee, and usher in countless messy experiments.

Although it is always uncomfortable because of mysticism and overly cruel style, you can always trust the Survival Institute in terms of autism.

"Half and half, it seems that everyone hasn't really moved yet." Russell sighed slightly, "I am afraid that the bad days are still very long... Recently, the movements of various pedigrees have been a bit big, which really makes me, an old man, flustered."

Flustered?

Ha ha.

Yegor didn't even bother to sneer.

Even though the various genealogists have great achievements, in the battle against Bo Xun, they have actually produced a lot of blood, even if compared with the rich results of permanently eradicating one of the elements of destruction.

After all, many sacrifices are not a joke.

During this period of time, all the internal pedigrees have been replaced.

Except for the three who are about to die or are on the verge of freezing, the other victims have more or less left behind their own inheritance, or simply rebirth from the blessings of gods, dragons, and even various secret instruments. preservation.

According to the style of the Survival Institute, being a tool man for a day is a tool man for a lifetime, and making the best use of everything is their style. Whether those creators and great masters really sacrificed or were they completely transferred to secret secret projects...no one knows, but those guys will never make a loss-making business.

The Egyptian pedigree is still shrouded in wind and sand, and the Pharaoh’s tomb guards its defense area as stable as Mount Tai. The state announced to the outside is equivalent to no state. Except for the special envoy stationed in the Administration Bureau to ensure the stability of the situation, nothing else can be known.

But I am afraid that if the sky falls, it will not be their turn to have an accident. After all, during the battle, in order to protect Prince Seth, Egypt actually took out six authoritarian relics in one go. The wealth of the family background made the bureau of authority stunned.

Relying on the earned modifiers, three crowned persons, Minerva, Venus and Aphrodite were born in the Pantheon of Rome in one breath... The Guards began their third expansion and enlistment , And began to participate in frontline disputes.

The Americas no longer concealed their actions, and took out a war weapon that had been prepared for decades—the Heart of Extinction·Solar Calendar Stone. The report of its official use has been sent to the desk of the decision-making room. I don’t know how many people are because of this. Be noisy.

The Knights of No Return of the Russian Federation were reorganized again, and six holy spirits were descended in one breath, and the Archangel Legion had also been completely unblocked.

And Dongxia, in addition to announcing that the Chunjun plan has entered the second phase, also only issued a part of the announcement of the change of internal members, and the waves that can be caused have not been calmed up to now.

In the two announcements of the appointment and removal of members, first, the old man of the original family returned to the mountain, awakened the authoritarian relic, the snake sword, and assumed the command of frontline operations.

Fu Canguang officially retired, and temporarily taking the place of Kylin, who coordinated and managed the defense area was a Tier 5 crowned person who didn't know anyone.

All information is unknown, and the only one disclosed is its code name.

-【chaos】.

Suddenly, without warning, a peerless powerhouse jumped out of the cracks in the stone.

This is **** ridiculous.

The continuous movement broke the current situation for a long time. For a while, no one knew the future trend and direction, and did not dare to take any action easily.

"You have almost finished understanding what you want to hear." Yegor paused and asked meaningfully: "Next, I should also say something, what do I want to hear?"

"Wow, you are in charge of the bureau and the family has a big business. If you are in the New Year, you should be guilty of negotiating with Huaishi!" Russell was stunned: "You see that he has entered the advanced stage, can you still spit out the correction value?"

"This kind of thing doesn't end if you put things in your pocket, you have to explain it."

Yegor's expression is solemn: "Besides, even if it is the size of the ruling bureau, the correction value is a precious resource for combat readiness."

Although in the past seventy years, the Bureau of Management has accumulated an unknowingly huge correction value through the maintenance and integration of the current situation, but the actual number of reserves is still a secret in the secret.

Moreover, the reserves are large, and the expenditures are also large.

There are so many gaps when you open your eyes every day. How long can it last even if the east wall is torn down and the west wall is repaired? The gap will only get bigger and bigger.

Some time ago, the battle against Bo Xun was filled with a huge demand gap. It not only expanded the scope of the Silver Sea, but also greatly strengthened the stability of the current defensive front.

And to this day, there is still a steady stream of water that has continuously created a large number of corrections to supply the consumption of war.

If it weren’t for the fact that rash entry is not allowed strategically, Yegor would already want to usurp the Survival Yard and kill another...better kill the rancher. Everyone can live several fat years and everyone can drive a Bentley. Wouldn't it be beautiful to receive another fifty months' salary?

However, the ideal is full, the reality is too skinny.

Therefore, Yegor can only find another way.

Now, he stared at Russell with red eyes, just wanting to condense a thousand words into one sentence.

—RNM, refund!

And Russell began to talk about it.

It is impossible to pay for money, and the landlord’s family has no surplus, how can he count on himself as a long-term worker to make contributions?

Thinking about going.

The wool comes out of the sheep.

If you want to solve this problem, you can only take out the tool person Huai Shi and put it in a pot.

"Speaking of..."

He rolled his eyes twice, and suddenly asked, "Recently, the Survival Institute seems to have a new move?"

"..."

Yegor's expression twitched. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"You see, the child doesn't have a job. It's not a way to eat at home all day long and idle. What can he do if you ask him to pay back the money? In the final analysis, he still needs a job, right?"

Russell put his chin on and smiled:

"Why don't you arrange it?"

Well, 3,400 words free chapter compensation~ I originally wanted to update it yesterday, but there are so many things recently, and the follow-up outline has not been straightened out (or I haven’t figured it out yet), so let’s start with a section of'happy' Everyday~

Finally, recommend a new book from an old friend. It is absolutely cool, everyone can go to Kangkang!

[Dawei Scholar]

[The powerful exercises in this world have side effects. Xu Qingxiao, who owns Tiandi Wengong, can get rid of side effects and start the journey of the preaching]

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