I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

[The administrator applies for temporary permission to access the 'source database'. 】

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[The administrator has applied for the temporary permission to "develop the offensive posture of Hillary". 】

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[The administrator has applied for the temporary permission to "Expand the Assault Stance of Sileland". 】

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[The administrator has applied for the temporary permission to "expand the ultimate form of Hellland". 】

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[The administrator has applied for partial permission to "tamper with the core database of Sileland". 】

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Yi Rin typed out a large number of applications to the boss in one go. After finishing, he looked at Xiao Xi's back wrapped in the quilt, and said softly, "Please approve."

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Xiaoxi was silent.

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Yi Rin smiled: "Progress always comes with sacrifice, you don't need to ask me whether I will blow up the ship or not. No matter how many times, I will still answer: Hell, I have been there long ago."

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[The application for the temporary permission to "develop the offensive posture of Hiroland" was approved. 】

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[Temporary permission for "Expand Hierarchy's Assault Stance", the application was approved. 】

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[A part of the permission for "tampering with the core database of Xiyuan", the application is approved, and the upper limit of the offset is 10%. 】

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[The application for the temporary permission of "Expand the Ultimate Form of Sileland" was rejected. 】

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[Elevation of authority is not easy, and it is used and cherished. 】

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Some passed, some rejected.

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Um, it's normal.

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The normal method of negotiation is to mix a bunch of normal requests with outrageous ones that are visible to the naked eye, so as to lower the boss's expectations.

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For example, when an employee asks for a raise, he asks for life in blood.

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[a. The monthly salary is 100,000. 】

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[b. There are ten secretaries. 】

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[c. A 600-square-meter villa with a garden and swimming pool. 】

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[d. Resign. 】

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[Single-choice question, please choose, boss. 】

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Look, isn't it easy for the boss to make a choice?

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…

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"clear."

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When Yi Rin was about to leave, he glanced back at Xiao Xi, he sighed softly, and hurriedly opened Xiao Xi's quilt with super-fast hands. Xiaoxi cried out, Yi Rin picked Xiaoxi up, and then he noticed that Xiaoxi's eyebrows were tightly twisted, looking like she wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

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Hug, hold high, hold high again.

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Yi Rin put Xiaoxi back on the bed, stretched out her hand to smooth Xiaoxi's brow: "What you don't want to do, I'll do it."

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"Ok."

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Xiaoxi nodded.

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"By the way, Xiao Wu asked me to say hello to you."

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When Xiaoxi heard this, she quickly rolled herself into the bed and made a vague voice: "I'm fine!"

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"By the way, I actually wanted to ask about your relationship with Xiao Wu."

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Xiaoxi didn't seem to hear it, and snored through the bed.

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Seeing this, Irin stepped forward, and through the fragrant pink quilt, touched the obvious bulge, which should be the head of the goddess. Kneaded, soft and a little hard. Yi Rin thought thoughtfully: "Then, ask again next time."

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Well~ This is the gentleness of the administrator to the boss.

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Leaving Qingcheng.

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Irin pinched and calculated.

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He thought about it and came to the capital.

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Mo's house.

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Mo Rendi was practicing boxing, and Bai Hua Hua's hair was as silver as silk. I saw him swept across with a fist, and the yellow leaves, under the influence of the fist wind, were wrapped around Mo Rendi's side, like armor. When Mo Rendi calmed down, the leaves all over the sky landed leisurely, and a smooth circle was spread out with Mo Rendi's center.

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Yi Rin watched it for half an hour before quietly landing.

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"Yeah, come here. It's just right!"

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Mo Rendi beckoned to Yi Rin: "Come and have a drink with this old man."

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Yi Rin raised her head, looked at the sky, and wondered, "But it's still daytime?"

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"What happened during the day? When you sing about wine, how much life is in your life."

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"Fine."

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Molly hasn't been at home lately, so she doesn't know what to do in the lab. This is so bitter that Mo Rendi has a frowning face all day long. He wants to find someone to beat up but can't find it, and he has a lot of worries. He moved a coffee table and placed the sealed old wine. After two or three cups, Mo Rendi began to complain:

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"I'll tell you quietly, my good granddaughter Mo Mengmeng seems to be missed."

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Ok?

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Yi Rin paused calmly, then asked, "There shouldn't be anything."

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"The old man hasn't mentioned it yet! How do you know?" Mo Rendi was taken aback for a moment, the old friend's assertive tone made Mo Rendi feel a little weird, but he continued: "Don't say it, the old man's eyes I didn't miss anyone, my good granddaughter seems to be a little interested in a new guy in our special group. The old man is thinking about whether to suppress it or not. "

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Yi Rin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What age is this? You realized the freedom of love hundreds of years ago, okay?"

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"Hey? Look at what you said," Mo Rendi sighed down the wine in his glass: "This old man has worked so hard to raise Mengmeng, this tender cabbage can't be humiliated by pigs!"

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Yi Rin's mouth twitched.

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Although this is unwarranted, Yi Rin knows who the "boy" Mo Rendi is talking about. This kind of feeling of being pointed at the nose and scolding "pig" in front of him certainly sounded uncomfortable, but he didn't feel embarrassed to refute it. Isn't this a self-destructing truck?

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The two had a drink under the tree in front of the flower. After three rounds of drinking, neither of them felt the wine was getting stronger, but the more they drank, the more sober they became.

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"You said just now that it came just right, isn't it just for this little thing?"

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Mo Rendi's beard kept staring at Yi Rin: "A trivial matter? Bah, this is a major event in Mengmeng's life! Why is it such a trivial matter? In other words, you are Mengmeng's uncle, why don't you worry about this old man? "

Worry?

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I'm so worried about the fart.

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Irin touched her nose.

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in silence.

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"But you're right," Mo Rendi said with a snarling expression just now, and suddenly became a little more melancholy: "Today, I just want to have a few sips."

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"Why?"

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"The old man passed away, the old man is just a little mourning."

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"When did it happen?"

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"Last month."

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"Who?"

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"Yingdao's first swordsman, Miyamoto Xianyi, is also the master of Oda Mai. The old man beat him back then. However, in terms of swordsmanship, except for Ying Xiake, who is comparable to him, he can be called the third in the world in my heart. ."

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"third?"

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"Hey, I'm afraid you don't know, when the old man was young, he accidentally beat the old boy Ying Xia with a sword, and beat him to tears." Mo Rendi used the most cloudy tone to brag about the cow of that year. Forcing the past, there was a little more smile on his face: "Later, the old man felt that practicing swords was boring, so it would be better to practice boxing to get a headache, so I put it on hold."

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Ever since she knew that Mo Rendi was the "Saint" set by Xiaoxi, no matter what Mo Rendi said, Yiren felt no surprises at all. He drank the wine silently, reconciling from time to time, as if he had something on his mind.

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Mo Rendi continued to brag, saying that he was actually proficient in all eight kinds of martial arts, but he felt it was boring. Finally, he practiced boxing, and boxed to the flesh.

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After blowing for about half an hour with the weak wine, Mo Rendi's face turned slightly red and he sighed, "Time is not forgiving."

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All along, he was still sighing over the passing of his old friend.

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"Mo Rendi," Yi Rin, who had been silent for a long time, called Mo Rendi's full name again after many years. He was very solemn. He raised his glass to Mo Rendi and stared at Lao Mo's cloudy eyes, word for word. "Do you believe in gods?"

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【Zizzizi】

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At the moment when Yi Rin asked this sentence, the sky and the earth did not change color, but the surrounding wind, birds chirping, cicadas chirping, leaves moving, all sounds stopped suddenly.

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In front of Mo Rendi, a pure white envelope, sealed completely, slowly rotated between Yilin and Mo Rendi.

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Mo Rendi's expression froze, he looked at the envelope spinning in front of him, frowned, and asked, "Brother, what are you?"

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"As the leader of the special team, you should be very clear about what kind of existence 'they' are. Lao Mo, I told you a long time ago that the enemy we will face in the future is likely to be more than that. 'Four' is as simple as that."

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"Back then, you said that you would slaughter gods with me, a mere god."

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The envelope spinning in the void is the [Invitation Letter].

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A prop that has always existed only in legends, but has never been seen in person.

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But in fact, after checking the [Voyage Log], Irin learned that the [Invitation Letter] had appeared before, but the [Invitation Letter] could not be obtained by any conventional means. This is like the [invitation letter] that Wu Lulu threw to Yi Rin in **** back then. It represents "qualification", and only "superior people" can give it in person. Administrators can't get it out until they get access to the third-tier database. But now, he's done.

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Of course, permission dogs can do whatever they want.

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Although in this closed loop, the [invitation letter] never appeared. However, in the calculation of the artifact again and again, Xiaoxi once gave an [invitation letter], which led to this "legend", which was inadvertently read by the "prophet" and circulated in the circle.

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"This is an 'invitation letter'. Tear open the envelope, press your finger, and you can regain your 'qualification'."

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Irene smiled.

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Mo Rendixu focused his attention, he knew that this was an old friend's good intentions. Therefore, Mo Rendi did not refuse. After he solemnly accepted the [invitation letter] with both hands, he did not open the finger touch immediately, but said with a smile, "Old man, think about it."

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Yi Rin nodded, he knew Mo Rendi too well. He didn't know it before, but in the past ten years, he and Mo Rendi have become friends of Mo Ni, and he is very clear about Mo Ren Di's character and pursuit.

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What Mo Rendi pursues is pure "the way of the warrior". To put it bluntly, it is a bit old-fashioned. Yi Rin doesn't know that there are already thousands of "artifact files" led by Mo Rendi in the artifact. Xiaoxi I have tried this way for a long time, but in the end, it all ended in failure. Yi Rin can't tell now whether his decision is a blessing or a curse, but from the perspective of an "old friend", it is impossible for him to watch Mo Rendi grow old.

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"Also, Lao Mo, there is one thing I have to remind you."

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【Zizzizi…】

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"What?"

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"betray."

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As soon as Yi Rin uttered the two words, UU felt a buzzing sound in his head. This was a warning from the navigator. Although the operation logic of the navigator has given the administrator great tolerance. However, as an existence like the "will of the world", the administrator's primary operation logic is to maintain the normal operation of "true and unique". At present, "distortion" and "correction" can still be used when the monitor's eye of insight has not been fully restored. Barely maintaining a state of balance, the navigator immediately issued a warning for the slight misconduct of the administrator.

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Yi Rin rubbed between his brows, the administrator's warning was like hitting him on the head with an artifact hammer, which was extremely painful.

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Mo Rendi read the suppressed pain on Yi Rin's expression, and after a moment of contemplation, he nodded.

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He quickly changed the subject.

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"Ah yes, brother Yilin, I have something to do, I've been wanting to ask and haven't found a chance."

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Mo Rendi suddenly shouted.

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【Zizzizi…】

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"Huh? What's the matter?"

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The manager was rubbing Chi Chi's aching head when he heard someone call him, he responded.

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"Fuck! As expected, you are a shameless, disrespectful, no big or small old boy who cares about my good granddaughter~ Take my life!!"

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Mo Rendi was furious, he lifted the table and scuffled with the administrator.

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Mo's house,

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The earth shook.

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