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Hearing this, Zhao Ke squinted his eyes, and lightly twirled his fingers on the jade wrench, to see if Wangcai, a dog-headed military strategist, could understand what he was thinking.

"This... this old slave is dull. The master's thinking is naturally higher than the sky and the sea is deeper. The old slave only thinks about whether Zhenbeifeng will become the second bitther."

Wangcai speculated carefully.

It's just that this idea was rejected by Zhao Ke: "Of course not."

Bitther's current status and role have become an indispensable part of the entire Beimang College.

Although he doesn't seem to have any serious positions or powerful resources, he is the backbone of the entire board of directors. Without him, the board of directors will still be transferred, but I am afraid that various problems will inevitably arise during the transfer.

So I have no interest in training a second bitther to replace him.

"This... this old slave can't figure it out." Wangcai said in a dazed tone.

"Come on, if you can't guess it, I'm sorry for your dog-headed military division."

Zhao Ke unceremoniously unmasked Wangcai's mask. This old guy is very thieves. He has already done so clearly. If he still can't guess what he is going to do, it will be called hell.

"Hey, I really can't guess what the master said, so please tell me clearly."

Of course Wangcai would not directly admit that he was pretending to be stupid. If he wanted to pretend, he would be pretending to be stupid to the end. Over the years, he felt more and more that the master in front of him was no longer the fool he used to be.

Maybe it's because of being around these old and cunning guys like Fatty, and after getting used to it, they have also begun to become scheming.

So over the years it has become more and more careful.

"Humph!"

Ding Xiaoyi snorted coldly, and immediately looked at the factory area: "A holy place of Kaiyuan, if you want to kill me, it's not enough to send out a demigod, even bring out your own watchdog, and even take out an artifact to deal with me, such a holy place Killing one is not enough."

"Master, what do you mean..."

Wangcai's heart moved, and he immediately guessed what Zhao Ke was going to do.

But Zhao Ke didn't say it directly, but smiled and said another thing: "Do you remember that Fengshen Romance that Song Xingxue showed me last time?"

"Remember!"

Wangcai nodded, naturally remembering this matter.

"I read it quickly and didn't remember anyone, but only one person."

"Who!!"

The corners of Zhao Ke's mouth raised slightly, but the cold light in his eyes became more and more intense, and he calmly uttered a person's name: "Shen Gongbao!"

Chapter 594: The Sinner of the Times

"what!"

Wangcai was stunned for a moment, never dreaming that Zhenbei Wind Energy would have something to do with Shen Gongbao.

But after thinking about it, he also felt that Zhenbeifeng was really suitable for this high-level spy job.

At least in terms of the ability to adapt to the wind, Zhenbeifeng can always find the most correct direction at the most correct time.

This is not difficult to see from his decisive withdrawal from Imperial College before.

"In this way, the old slave will understand."

After understanding Ding Xiaoyi's intentions, Wangcai naturally took care of the rest.

People like Zhen Beifeng will not be reassuring whether they are directly wooed or forced to surrender by force.

After all, Zhen Beifeng is not a child, but a sinister and cunning old fox.

Force may be able to make him surrender temporarily, but once he catches the opportunity, he will definitely not be merciful when he retaliates.

Just like this time, Zhen Beifeng, sensing an opportunity, decisively chose to betray Jia Baosan.

Therefore, in order for Zhen Beifeng to obediently work for him, Ding Xiaoyi still needs to rely on another identity, an existence so powerful that Zhen Beifeng dare not think of betrayal.

Like Bitther, he still firmly believes in the existence of that mysterious lord.

That's why when Zhen Beifeng left, he had to yell at him inexplicably, an unwarranted slogan.

The sense of mystery created starts from this moment, and Wangcai will handle the rest.

When Zhen Beifeng realizes that there is a huge organization and an unknown mystery standing in front of him, and he is even favored by this unknown mystery and pays special attention to him, I believe he will join in more easily.

Collect all the wandering souls left in the city into Dayin, he intends to take these wandering souls back and send them into the city of death.

As for those who have become evil ghosts, they will be directly handed over to the ghost king's mansion.

Then he checked Elder Li's injuries.

Mr. Li's injuries were serious, but not fatal. He just needed to return to the trade union to rest for a while.

It's just that Mr. Li's psychic creatures were destroyed. I'm afraid that after Mr. Li recovered from his injuries, his strength would be greatly reduced.

People from the trade union also rushed over at this time. After all, the last big earthquake naturally wanted to attract the attention of the trade union.

The leader Jiuye also rushed over at the first time. They only knew that such a big thing had happened after they got the news from Bitther.

He hurried over at this time, and when he saw Jia Baosan's headless corpse, Master Jiu's old face was black from head to tail.

It wasn't until the medical team confirmed that Li Chuanhai was fine, that Master Jiu felt a little relieved.

It's only been more than two years since I've seen him, Master Jiu is much older than before.

Not only is the body aging, Ding Xiaoyi found that the old man's spiritual energy has also declined severely.

Seeing this, he frowned slightly, but then he thought about it, perhaps this was related to biotechnology, and he felt relieved when he thought of it.

"Let's go for a walk together, I happen to have something to say to you."

After learning that Li Chuanhai was fine, Master Jiu invited him to take a walk together.The two walked side by side on the ruins.

Looking at the dilapidated ruins in front of them? Both of them are not in a good mood.

"Little B? Thanks to you this time." It was Master Jiu who broke the silence for a moment and said.

"You're being polite, besides, this matter was aimed at me in the first place? Speaking of it, I should have implicated Mr. Li."

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he said this? Mr. Li was completely innocent about this matter.

Just because he had such a little relationship with himself, he was treated as a target of attack.

As for my other relatives? One, Ding Peng, is still by his side every day, and the other... She is thankful that she doesn't trouble others.

"Don't say that? It's good for you? It's good for Mr. Li. Didn't he come for our alliance in the end?"

Master Jiu waved his hands, and said that he looked at the ruins in front of him, at the black soil under his feet? On that face full of vicissitudes of life? There was a bit of fatigue.

"Little B!"

"Um!!"

"Come and be the president of the union."

Master Jiu suddenly said such words, which completely exceeded Ding Xiaoyi's expectations.

Talking about such a serious topic so suddenly is as abrupt as a classmate who is not familiar with you suddenly kneels in front of you and says let's get married.

Ding Xiaoyi instinctively refused.

But Master Jiu had already said beforehand: "Nurse Zhang passed away last night."

"Death!" Ding Xiaoyi's face changed suddenly, and that kind face flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help asking in surprise: "What disease? Could it be that the trade union has been dealt with?"

With the current strength of the trade union? As long as there is an acute sudden symptom of death on the spot, there will be a way to rescue the person.

So Master Jiu said the word died of illness? It really made me a little unacceptable.

"She died of illness. The toxin squeezed in her body was already very heavy? She had to undergo a despiritualization operation. The operation was successful? But it also left sequelae."

Nanny Zhang was going to have an operation? Did she know about it? It was because of this operation that she left the old house in the old city to herself.

It's just that my own strength was low at the time, and I didn't see anything. I just thought it was Mammy Zhang who had performed a very dangerous operation.

"But even so, is there nothing the trade union can do?" Instead of being diverted because of Master Jiu's interruption, he continued to ask.

"Yes!" Master Jiu did not hide it: "But she doesn't need it, just like the previous Grand Consul, she just relies on the simplest primitive treatment to relieve the pain."

Suddenly Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help being taken aback, and looked at the old man in front of him for a moment, making sure that the other person's serious expression was not joking with him, and then he couldn't help frowning.

"Don't tell me, you will have the same attitude when you grow old."

Just now he saw that Master Jiu's physical fitness was getting worse and worse, and even the spiritual energy in his body was not advancing but retreating.

At first he thought it was Master Jiu who was preparing for future body transformation.

After all, since the successful transformation of Reading, the trade union has also been vigorously developing technology in this area over the years. Even if it does not meet the standards of Beiman College, it is not too far behind.

Not long ago, Sardar also published an academic article, showing that the smaller the psionic power of the reformer, the greater the probability of success, and extended the articles on [Creativity of Enchanted Bone] [Psychic Bone Processing].

But now after listening to his words, I realized that he might be wrong.

For this question, Master Jiu didn't answer directly, but looked at the ruins in front of him with a guilty expression on his face.

"Although the war between Sachs and Fairjord was led by the union alone, we are also very ashamed when we know that it has caused such an astonishing casualty."

I remember that on the day when I got the report, I was completely dumbfounded, and the number of casualties far exceeded his expectations.

"We are ashamed to face this era and get rid of that decadent family ruling, but the price is dyed with the blood of the people."

Speaking of this, Master Jiu raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's a thief to grow old and not die. We will only attract more people's disgust if we live."

"According to the legend of the Xia people, when a person dies, he will go to the eighteen hells, there will be the palace of the king of hell, and there will be judges. Xiaoyi, the sinners of our era should go to the trial."

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his face was full of disbelief, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.

He didn't expect that such stupid and stupid words would come from the old man's mouth.

If it weren't for this change, the alliance is still in a terrible state of being ruled by the family, and in the end they actually think they are sinners?

Isn't this a joke?

Regardless of what others say, in my opinion, the merits and demerits of these older generations can never be judged right or wrong by just a few sentences.

Don't talk about judges or Hades, even if they are in the dark, whoever dares to sentence them to hell, even if they make trouble in front of the emperor, they will have to ask for justice.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Master Jiu patted him on the shoulder.

When we were young, these old guys were ambitious, and each of them was as high as the sky. When we joined the union and held power, each of us thought that we could change this era.

In the end, it turned out that they couldn't change anything.

After finally surviving the era when I was the master of the house, I found that any innovation is a betrayal, betrayal of the family, betrayal of relatives, betrayal of the support of the seniors, and betrayal of the blood of the younger generations.

Now they are old, the times have changed, and they have become their ideal appearance, but it is also a strange appearance.

It's time to retire. The new era is no longer suitable for old things like them to continue to hold on. It is best to hand it over to trustworthy young people as soon as possible.

"Sorry, Master Jiu, your burden is too great, and I'm not ready for it."

No matter how sincere Master Jiu said, Ding Xiaoyi didn't have the slightest intention of joining the handicraft association.

I just want to manage my one-acre three-point land well.

To be more selfish, what he wants is that his family can happily enjoy a rich material life.

As for sitting in the office and bearing the safety and future of hundreds of millions of people in the entire alliance, this kind of heavy weight, I don't want it at all.

"Well... don't worry about this matter."

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi's refusal, Master Jiu stopped talking and started talking about another matter:

"The students from the first phase of Beimang College sent me some to the trade union. The current trade union urgently needs a large number of top talents. In addition, the trade union wants to entrust your college with some large-scale projects for help."

"Don't ask me about this matter, just ask the board of directors directly, and it doesn't count if I say it alone."

Ding Xiaoyi gave Bitther's phone number to Lord Jiu, and asked him to talk to Bitther about these matters. As for the conditions, let them discuss by themselves.

Whether this is negotiated or not, at least the relationship between himself and the trade union will not be affected.

"Okay then, I'll talk to someone about this matter."

Master Jiu could naturally guess the meaning of Ding Xiaoyi's words, so he didn't continue the chat. After saying goodbye to Ding Xiaoyi, he drove away from this place that made him sad.

Chapter 595: The Reincarnation of the Playwright

half a month later.