The sin of wearing a crown

One of the skills of a clerk is to talk nonsense.

If it weren't for wartime, when one had to withstand flying artillery fire and face the terrifying pressure of kinetic steel tearing flesh and blood, many words would be considered cliché nonsense to people in peacetime. People need faith, especially when they are being tested. Religion, holiness, greatness, sacrifice, to put it harshly, can help others actively violate their instinct to survive and do things that are no different from committing suicide.

Whether death is meaningful is one of the inevitable and ultimate questions in a person's life.

It is inescapable.

Lin En was holding a gold pen like a blade, and thoughtfully wrote down his annotations on the document, while Fenxin and Feilian Mingxi were explaining what nonsense and meaningful words were.

Apparently in elven civilization there is no such official nonsense.

Their individuals seldom use sonic language to communicate, but use a more convenient way of communicating with spirits similar to the language of the astral world. In this kind of communication, if you talk nonsense, especially yourself, you will easily be disconnected and kicked out of the communication information cluster.

After some research and thought, the elf spinster could only say to Linn.

This is a characteristic of human civilization.

Many human thoughts cannot be fully described by simple words. It is so cumbersome to translate the meaning into words, and language and words are the main forms of human communication at present. It is inevitable that it will extend into a form similar to talking nonsense. If you don't understand, just ask, if you don't understand, learn, there is no end. Feilian Mingxi did not disturb Lin En's work, and she did not have the airs of a demigod. She was like a little transparent person, watching Lin En's work intently.

In terms of the speed of processing files, the little gentleman with the memory palace and the ability to speed up the brain can be said to be a top ten veteran.

The pile of documents that reached his chest was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye as he quickly flipped through it.

Lynn was thinking about a question.

How do those Sequence 5 and Sequence 6 people under the saints, those who really stand in the center of power, think?

There is a saying that goes well, every other line is like a mountain. This is a very intuitive explanation. If you don't stand in its field, you may even make a joke if you don't understand it. It can be foreseen that I will have to deal with people in the central organization in the future, so it is always right to learn about it from the documents in advance.

Afraid of death, uneasy.

Since the [Suppression Bureau] suddenly received so much support and concessions from various extraordinary forces, Linn easily felt a little guilty under this toughness.

In all likelihood, it was Mr. Umbrella who left a psychological shadow on them.

After all, Mr. Umbrella's action played a big role in many people's hearts. It was like being poked by a stick. After feeling unsafe, they instinctively wanted to increase their strength to protect themselves.

It doesn't matter to Lin En. Rather, it is better to say that the wave of the times has begun to take shape, and everything he has done is to be able to ride on the wave of the times in the near future, at least when the cyclical operation of the mainland's economy triggers the second wave of Before the war, he must have the strength to protect himself and the people around him, a like-minded force that can be organized, and he must submit an answer sheet for his coming to this world. This is like an exam, for dozens of people. Whether he can pass the exam this year depends entirely on his current efforts and preparations.

"Bill is responsible for training new employees..."

After Lin En scanned a training document, he suddenly frowned! He seemed to have seen a familiar name just now, and he turned it over again without believing in evil. His sharp blue eyes seemed to shoot through the not-so-thick document, and stabbed the guy who was doing his job with it all. hole.

Leticia, driving loli.

That's right, Lin En saw the doll's name on the list of new members of the Third Lantern Team. Isn't she a formal member of the [Timepiece Tower] branch? Why did she become the [Lamp Holder]? Moreover, Bill didn't reveal any news to him yesterday. If he hadn't been extremely dedicated and didn't fish for fish, and scanned all these documents, he might not have discovered that Leticia had joined the team.

And Lin En can be sure that he will most likely be in charge of the back of the car.

Some young gentlemen with numb scalps not only scratched their heads vigorously.

‘You seem to be afraid of this human named Leticia? ’ Feilian Mingxi popped up at the right time, and she was curious about who could make Lin En have such complex and interesting emotions.

‘It’s not fear, it’s trouble. ’

‘I can’t understand. In terms of social relations, you should be in a dominant position. How can you be afraid? ’

'Well... this is different. She mainly has a rented mouth. When she speaks, she always rushes towards whimsy, super friendship, etc. This leads to me and her being in the same social network. When he was in the circle, he felt quite out of place. ’ Linn tried hard to organize her words, trying to dispel the dead elf’s curiosity about Leticia.

Things went against expectations, and it was clear that Feilian Mingxi was very interested in this matter, and was determined to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.

'She drives a lot, right? ’

More than just driving, you move your mouth and lock the accelerator, turning into a rocket and hurtling towards the universe. Even Lin couldn't stand it. Leticia was a genius in a certain sense.

'It should be said that her concept of love and sex is very vague, so what she says would seem particularly wild to normal people. ’ What’s more troublesome is that this kind of wildness may follow him often. Now Linn urgently wants to ask Bill and Evene if they are doing well.

Feilian Mingxi first fell into a brief silence, and then let out the classic three-part laughter of a vicious female supporting role, as if to say that you, a pile driver, are also afraid of such things. It was really unexpected.

This strange smile made Linn feel awkward all over.

‘Hee hee, hee hee hee, Mr. Lin En, it looks like your happy days are coming soon? How could you not teach such a good seedling well? Instill in her all kinds of otaku culture and turn her into the ultimate otaku who talks dirty jokes. That is simply a... gift to this world! ’

‘Shut up, don’t disturb my work, you Elf Bichi. ’

‘Woohoohoohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo was Bi Chi, really lower ...’

Feilian Mingxi started to fake cry, and Lin En, trembling with anger, once again used the big stick of authority to suppress this dead house elf. Before Linn could calm down, the maid at home knocked on the study door.

"Mr. Linn, a young lady who calls herself Miss Qin is here to visit you. She is in the living room. Do you want to see her?"