Chapter 432: Reunion
Originally, Li Muhan thought that the destination of this overseas trip would be a European country.
But when the plane slowly landed on an uninhabited island, he felt that it was not as simple as he thought.
"Where are we?"
Li Muhan followed Mo Qiao off the plane and looked around. The island was extremely desolate and not very large. Apart from the specially built airport, there seemed to be no modern buildings.
This huge airport directly occupies one-third of the island, which shows that the area of the island is not large, but other places except the airport seem to have retained the most original appearance without any transformation.
"Don't worry about where it is. It's not in China. No, it shouldn't belong to any country. You can think of it as an island somewhere in the high seas."
"oh......"
Mo Qiao seemed to be familiar with this place, and it was obviously not her first time to come to this island.
Li Muhan's eyes swept across the airport. In addition to Chinese flights, he also noticed various types of aircraft flying from all over the world. They landed on the busy runway, like a microcosm of global aviation.
Behind these planes, the airport staff are equally colorful, wearing the uniforms of special management agencies of various countries. They are professional and focused, and each is responsible for the safety and service of their country's flights and passengers.
Li Muhan and Mo Qiao were greeted by a group of five men and women in black Special Management Bureau suits. They behaved smartly and looked professional.
Their enthusiasm for Mo Qiao was beyond words, but they seemed a little cold towards Li Muhan.
But this didn't surprise Li Muhan. He clearly remembered Lin Ze once mentioning that although Mo Qiao was only 17 years old, she had already made her mark on the international stage, winning numerous honors and gaining widespread fame.
I secretly sighed in my heart that the gap between people is sometimes even greater than the difference between people and pigs.
Following the guidance of these people, Li Muhan and Mo Qiao left the area where the plane was parked and walked into the spacious airport hall.
Here, Li Muhan witnessed the true world view.
Members of the Special Management Bureau from various countries gathered together.
Their uniforms are unique, like a colorful puzzle of global culture.
A man wearing a Japanese-style long gown, with two big swords hanging on his waist and his hair tied up high, it was obviously Yasuo... No, it should be the representative of the Fuso Special Management Bureau.
His unique outfit made him stand out in the crowd, but his clothing style was too eye-catching compared to the ordinary-dressed staff around him.
In the other corner of the hall, a man as big as a bear and wearing a plush hat was sitting at the bar, drinking strong liquor.
He had a strong presence, and one could tell at a glance that he was a member of the Special Management Bureau from the North. His ruggedness was in stark contrast to his surroundings.
I don’t know if Hati and I are colleagues. If you have time, you can go over and say hello.
There is also the Korean Special Administration Bureau with a flying saucer hat.
The staff of the Saudi Special Management Bureau wrapped their heads with exquisite scarves, revealing the mystery and tradition of the Arab world.
In short, Li Muhan concluded after observation that most ordinary members of the special management bureaus of various countries wore customized formal attire, maintaining a certain degree of uniformity and formality.
Those who are different tend to show their own style. Their dress is often more personalized and they do not seem to be strictly bound by the dress code of the Special Management Bureau.
Li Muhan looked down at his suit and couldn't help wondering if, as a member of the outliers, he was too indistinguishable from the crowd.
However, this also reveals a deeper phenomenon: those special management bureaus with strong strength tend to have more harmonious relations with the outliers.
Both sides are committed to promoting the progress of the world. Therefore, even if these aliens have extraordinary abilities, they are willing to abide by the regulations of the Special Management Bureau and maintain order.
Uniform dress may seem insignificant, but it actually reflects a sense of community and discipline, demonstrating respect for rules and a commitment to common goals.
This is also a silent statement, showing how the Special Management Bureau and the aliens can maintain their individuality while jointly maintaining the stability and security of the world.
Li Muhan wanted to continue observing, but when he turned around, he saw a girl wearing a black and red nun's uniform and with an exquisite appearance that made people sigh walking towards him.
He was confused because when he separated from Xia Yue before, he had never seen such a nun by her side.
Because the appearance of this nun was so stunning, even those strange people couldn't help but take a few more glances at her after seeing her.
Just when Li Muhan was about to ask her where Xia Yue was, the nun suddenly ran over with her skirt lifted up and threw herself into Li Muhan's arms.
"...Fuck! Don't, don't hurt me! Sister! It smells! Let go, or I'm dead!"
Li Muhan was so scared that he struggled hard, but the girl was incredibly strong and Li Muhan was unable to break free for a while.
At this moment, Li Muhan suddenly noticed the subtle fragrance emanating from her long black hair...
Isn't this the smell of my shampoo?
"...Why are you struggling?"
Just at this moment, the nun slowly raised her head, and her delicate eyes were looking at Li Muhan in confusion.
The moment their eyes met, Li Muhan recognized him.
Isn’t this Xia Yue?
"You...you're pretty good at it, cosplay?"
"Lin Ze told me to cooperate with them as much as possible..." Xia Yue slowly let go of Li Muhan, then looked at her clothes and seemed a little helpless.
"Don't be upset, it's really beautiful!"
Li Muhan saw that Xia Yue was a little unhappy. He wanted to rub Xia Yue's head as usual, but found that many eyes were looking at him.
He glanced around slightly, and sure enough, the special management bureau members from other countries were looking at Li Muhan and Xia Yue with puzzled eyes.
Through the demon's keen hearing, he even heard some whispers.
Although he couldn't understand most languages, he could still understand English.
[Is that the Huaxia Special Management Bureau? Are they so close to the Blood Moon Church?]
[Not sure, keep observing]
[Staring at those two people, the man from the Huaxia Special Management Bureau has an unusual aura.]
Words like these kept coming into Li Muhan's ears, so he hesitated and held his hand in the air.
But Xia Yue, who had been waiting for Li Muhan's touch for a long time, simply stood on tiptoe and rubbed her head against Li Muhan's palm.
"......What are you doing? Why are you suddenly silent?" Xia Yue looked at Li Muhan angrily.
"Ah, it's okay." Li Muhan looked at Xia Yue with a smile. Just at this moment, Mo Qiao behind him had also finished communicating with the staff. After seeing this scene, he smiled disdainfully.
Then she walked to Li Muhan and gave him a gentle push. The push was not strong, but it made Li Muhan lean forward slightly and hold Xia Yue in his arms.
"I don't know what you're afraid of, but the Huaxia Special Management Bureau is backing you up, so don't be so cowardly."
Mo Qiao's words reached Li Muhan's ears, so he no longer cared and hugged Xia Yue tightly.
"I haven't hugged you for almost a day..."
Li Muhan said in a low voice.
Xia Yue chuckled softly, and slowly raised her slender hands wrapped in nun's clothes, wrapped them around Li Muhan's waist, and gently patted his back.
"Be good, I won't run away. Let you hold me."
The nuns who were standing not far away wanted to step forward to stop them, but the blindfolded nun smiled and raised her hand to stop them.
"It's not a bad thing to let everyone think that the Huaxia Special Management Bureau and the Blood Moon Church have a close relationship."
"Yes, sir." The nuns stepped back slightly upon hearing this.
But happy times are always short-lived.
Soon, Mo Qiao asked Li Muhan to act separately from Xia Yue.
After all, they now represent the special management bureaus of different countries, and appropriate cordiality can be understood as a good relationship.
But sticking together all the time might not be appropriate.
At this time, the blindfolded nun also walked slowly over and gently took Xia Yue away.
Li Muhan looked at Xia Yue who kept looking back every few steps and finally waved at him, and couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems that I really can't live without her in this life."
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