His looks and demeanor were far more captivating than any superficial brilliance—you simply couldn't believe that those crude words had come from the mouth of such a "blonde elf." The person in charge who brought him into Eoubs claimed that he was so handsome it was heartbreaking, and anyone who saw him would fall in love with him at first glance—and it was true. Fortunately, there weren't many homosexuals in the council, or this guy would have been thoroughly humiliated long ago.
"It is understood that Dongxia's newly appointed B05 has already departed."
Hebrew leaned back on the gleaming, luxurious sofa, thinking about how he felt when he insulted that idiot in the game. He still felt great thinking about it. He paused for a moment when he heard the liaison officer's words.
"He Yu? That expert in cognitive modification, right?" Seeing the other person's pained expression, he explained, "Please, he's super handsome, okay? If I could, I'd even like to be friends with him."
The liaison officer frowned, picked up his glass in frustration, and took several gulps of wine. Then he said to him, "Didn't you see what this man did in America? You should tell him you want to kill him!"
"But I also think those powerful and wealthy people deserve to die."
"You can't think like that. You're working for the Americas!"
Hebrew stared at him, and he stared back at Hebrew.
He found it amusing. If it were an ordinary operative, this person's words would likely be explosive, even threatening. But he was one of the few "authorities" who had survived the fluctuation layer, so the other person was naturally more cautious when speaking.
“Listen, Eoubs changes members very quickly. After all, even you don’t know when you’ll die. Surviving a year is a great achievement. Those traits and taboos become as fragile as crushed dirt once they’re outdated, leaving debris everywhere.” The liaison officer had no choice but to patiently explain, “This is also an opportunity. The Gospel of Heaven can no longer expand. Whoever can gain control can become a member of Eoubs’ top echelon.”
Hebrew looked at him; the man's expression was unusually serious, and his speech had a literary flair, making Hebrew feel like reciting a poem.
"That's awesome, bro."
He clapped, completely unmoved, his voice so languid it was as if it would put his mother to sleep on the spot.
"I'll do my job well, so where is the mission location?"
The liaison officer almost couldn't resist slapping him. "Your mother's catalog has been out for ages, and you haven't even opened it to look at it, have you?"
He sighed, then directly accessed the permissions within his field of view and sent them to the other party.
Heber glanced at the floating screen and burst out laughing.
"Siberia, what a wonderful place."
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