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After Zhu Yanchen was officially declared dead, Yining's work has increased several times.

He (gan gan) just made a canopy bed and stayed in the office. The death of Zhu Yanchen completely disrupted the rhythm of his campaign. Supporters thought that he was sure to win, and the energy fell into disarray. However, Zhu Yanchen's father, Zhu Sheng, has been acting constantly recently, and Zhu's family obviously has no plans to give up the position of head.

The Tang family behind him ran around the Guanguan department. The Xia family was still on the sidelines, and Marshal Yining only felt tired.

At first he just wanted to make everyone's life better. Up to now, he has seen a lot of salty things, and the only thing that supports him is this belief. Yining made herself a cup of coffee and continued to process the pile of documents.

It has to be said that the old man Dong and Ai Xiaoxiao arranged by Zhu Yanchen are really easy to use and save him a lot of trouble. It's just that those two people inherited Zhu Yanchen's will and tended to keep the He (chengcheng) on ​​the defensive, unwilling to advance the purification process quickly. Even if he assigns a reconnaissance mission to Blackbird, Ai Xiaoxiao will have to stare at him for a long time.

The daily maintenance costs of the He (chengcheng) people remain unchanged, and they are now defensive, and the purification efficiency is much lower. But compared to other burning eyebrow problems, Yining can bear this loss.

The burden on the medical system is getting heavier, and the social security issue has not been able to be improved. In order to quickly stimulate the economy and bring the situation back, he must start the plan to increase production as soon as possible.

Where is the research report of the academy...? Oh yes, in order not to be seen by players, confidential documents will only be sent through the light screen...

He was so sleepy that his limbs were filled with lead. Yining tried to gnaw on the mountain of documents and began to consider whether to get a glass of ice water.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Yi Ning frowned. It was three o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't think of anyone coming to visit. But since the bodyguards let people go, there will never be a problem—I hope it’s not the Tang family, he doesn’t want to talk about the messy interests at all.

However, after seeing this uninvited guest, Yining suddenly sobered three points.

Luo Duan stood outside the door with a few cans of drinks in his hand. There are a lot of bandages on his body, and his temperament is still gentle and polite.

"Bitter rain?" Yining asked uncertainly.

"Erosion" does not prohibit private interaction between "players" and "npc" in principle. After all, this is the real world, and it is not realistic to completely prohibit it. They can't keep dripping water, they can only quietly separate the two groups, try to ensure that the players communicate with people from the coalition government.

Luo Duan smiled at him: Shui Shui) can't stop, just just stroll around. Can I go in, sir? I brought iced soda."

"Sorry, I still have a job." Yining took a deep breath and didn't invite him in.

"Yeah." Luo Duan didn't seem very surprised, "I just want to talk about the recent task arrangement of the groundwater. This is also a matter of business."

Yi Ning thought for a moment, surrendering his position sideways. Since it's a business, it's time to change your mind to wake up.

Only when Luo Duan passed him by, Yining felt a certain cold breath. The breath faded in a flash, probably just the chill brought by the ice drink, Marshal Yi wiped his face.

The drinks are refreshing, and Luo Duan is indeed talking about business. I can see that he has thought a lot, and some of his ideas are quite reasonable. Yining gradually lost his (sleeping Shui) intention, and the topic gradually shifted from the underground water team to all players, and then turned to his views on the recent "story".

"Zhu Sheng should pick someone from the Xia family. Zhu Yanchen (died si) died, and the Xia family's position is vacillating. Zhu Sheng is not a person of blood ties, and there are few people in the Zhu family. Take a (gan gan) son to support, he (gan gan) can come out...well, according to Zhu Sheng's (sexual xing) son, even if he does something more excessive, I will not be surprised."

Unlike Shu Jun of Blackbird, Luo Duan is obviously interested in "game plot" and can see that he has done a lot of homework. The two talked fairly smoothly, and when Yining recovered, it was already close to five o'clock in the morning.

"...Since you have been helped to this position, you should not be given up easily. Zhu Sheng has not yet decided on a new candidate. This period of time is the most precious to you. But I think you know, otherwise you won't be like this. Still awake."

Luo Duan's voice was quite soft, soothing. He walked to the document mountain, bent over to pick up the copies that fell to the ground.

"Marshal Yi, as a subordinate, I still want to remind you..."

Luo paused, a subtle emotion in his voice.

"...Pay more attention to the (body shen) body."

After all, he was badly injured (body shen) crooked. Luo Duan reacted quickly, almost immediately reaching out to support the edge of the table, but the file on the table was staggered so quickly that it instantly scattered all over the ground.

"Ah, sorry." Luo Duan smiled and began to bend over to pick it up again. "It seems that I am also sleepy, so let's stop here today. The topic of medical insurance just now is quite interesting. I will come again tomorrow."

The water column filled with tranquilizers quietly rises and gets into Yining's beverage can.

"You go back first, when it's dawn, I can ask the assistant to clean up for me." Yining glanced at Luo Duan's bandage, drank (gan) the last drink in the can, and gave him a hand.

Luo Duan (gou) said, "Good night, Marshal Yi."

I really should rest, Yining thought. As soon as the person relaxes, sleepiness strikes instantly. He can still sleep (Shui) for four hours before starting work at nine tomorrow.

The heavy door closed behind Luo Duan.

Luo Duan stretched out his hand, and another water column retracted his palm. At its end (hook gou) was Yining's permission key, and a matchbox-sized card was lying quietly in his hand.

The corridor was filled with sticky darkness, and something cold came out of the pores, wrapped around his neck, trembling with an ominous frequency.

"Let me... help you..." The voice clings to his neck, the tone is weird, like the voices of men, women and children mixed together, randomly patched together.

"No." Luo Duan didn't look back.

Before Yining woke up, he had four hours left. He has obtained a lot of keys, if possible, he hopes that he will not use the marshal level authority.

However, things did not go as smoothly as he thought.

Relying on the concealment of water skills, Luo Duan easily avoided the camera and sneaked into the lower level of the command center. He was just about to go deeper, the coldness in his neck twisted again.

"Some...someone is coming." It tuned with that weird voice (strong qiang), "Someone...coming."

Although he didn't want to pay attention to this thing, Luo Duan hid quietly.

Two figures appeared from the end of the corridor, and walked underground before him. Luo Duan frowned-judging from the action, the two must not be the staff here.

……Who?

At this moment, Shu Jun felt uncomfortable.

In order for him to enter the command center, Zhu Yanchen turned off the defense for a few seconds with the assistance of Old Man Dong. However, the power of the military purifier is amazing. Even if the defense is only on the outside of the building, Shu Jun still feels uncomfortable.

Fortunately, it didn't bring Monday, otherwise it didn't know what it would be like to howl. But at this moment it fell into Ai Xiaoxiao's hands, and it is estimated that the situation is not much better.

Hundreds of military purifiers were operating frantically, and Shu Jun had an urge to vomit.

"Be patient." Zhu Yanchen touched his back with one hand and whispered.

With the authority of the alarm system, the two had unimpeded all the way. Their destination is very clear-usually the lowest level of the base is the production workshop of Hecheng people, and the lowest level of the command center is the system responsible for controlling the "truth".

Since Zhu Yanchen is not a human boss, the atmosphere of the four-person gathering is just like that. Compared to Zhu Yanchen, the other two were obviously more interested in Shu Jun, and they were a little uncomfortable in doing Shu Jun. But the atmosphere is weird and weird, but things are very clear.

Originally, Zhu Yanchen's idea was very simple-Old man Dong and Ai Xiaoxiao let the He (chengcheng) people pay attention to defense. At the same time, the old four went to spread the news of brain erosion. When the public opinion rises, and then smash the record of the X city ruins, how can you get some splashes.

Even if people can't immediately disable the player system, the increase in production of integrators will inevitably be affected. Zhu Yanchen had already foreseen his death. He originally only wanted to be a fuse to blow the problem to the surface.

In the end, he did not die.

The situation is a bit embarrassing now-I wish the Marshal planned every step, even the death date. He didn't want to be the leader at the beginning, he had never managed an image at all, and his reputation among the people was terribly bad. Even if he stood on the roof of the command center and performed the Void Resurrection in public, 80% of him would not be able to win the subsequent elections.

Not to mention that Zhu Sheng is still in power, even if Zhu Yanchen is lucky and (强qiang) wins the position of leader, Zhu Sheng behind him can also take him off.

When discussing this matter, Old Man Dong rolled his eyes and almost turned to the sky. Ai Xiaoxiao looked at Zhu Yanchen with a faint smile, with "Live" written on his left cheek and "Due" printed on his right cheek.

"Give the evidence directly to Zhu Sheng?" Shu Jun didn't know much about politics, so he could only ask instinctively.

"It's useless." Old man Dong said hoarsely, "X City's intelligence can only prove that there is an erosion marsh affected by the He (chengcheng) people. This system has been in operation for two hundred years, and only such a case has been discovered. Zhu Yanchen It’s okay to make a judgment. This evidence can at best lead to an explosion of public opinion and make some people pay attention to this matter."

"If you are Zhusheng, you have a plan in your hand-it has a 95% possibility (sexual xing) to greatly promote social development and seek power for yourself. The other 5% may bring a major disaster, 200 years There is only one case, how would you choose? At first it was public opinion, which forced the coalition government to investigate."

"The old man is @隆! Be stunned! The white worms are stricken and the cohorts become cheng) people, to investigate the eroded marsh as much as you can, you must get the coalition government as soon as possible. To get the coalition government, Yining and Zhu Sheng is an enemy who can't get around."

Old man Dong glanced at Ai Xiaoxiao, the latter glanced back contemptuously, a smell of fire and medicine in the air.

Ugh.

Shu Jun didn't want to remember anymore, thinking of those messy political problems, his stomach began to twitch again. I don't know if it is affected by the discomfort of the body, he perceives a trace of the same kind of breath-if there is no breath, it is far away, as they enter the deep layer, it dissipates like smoke.

It's strange.

But all of them came here, and it was not appropriate to suddenly switch goals. In any case, the focus is to prepare for the upcoming npc mission. Shu Jun retracted his suspicious gaze and followed Zhu Yanchen into the ground.

In the dark corner, a strand of corrosion slowly dripped. It pulled itself extremely thin and followed them quietly.

"almost."

It murmured against Shu Jun's back.

"It's almost... mature... so good."