Chapter 215 When you are young, you should be careful about meeting someone who is too good to be true.
—User is typing…—
This prompt was displayed for nearly a minute.
[Red Heart 2.0: This plan sounds too good to be true.]
Another minute passed.
【Red Heart 2.0: All of this is good for us brothers.】
@菲特: [As long as you are as useless as trash, no worms will want to take advantage of you. Think about it the other way around.]
【Red Heart 2.0: ……】
[Red Heart 2.0: This compliment is too harsh! ]
@Fit: [This morning, Jane and I discussed the new technology cooperation. I will no longer follow up on the progress of the cooperation. You will take over and follow up on all the written procedures of this cooperation.]
【Red Heart 2.0: Let me confirm that you have indeed read my work complaints before...? 】
@Fit: [Yes. So you have to work closely with this evil-hearted, ...
[Red Heart 2.0: Stop, stop, stop... Who hasn't given a colleague a nickname at work? Anyway, forget it.]
@Fit: [-Email link-]
@Fit: [It is 6pm now. My meeting with Maoyan is scheduled for 8:55pm. For this meeting, you are my technology contract secretary. My technology team will connect with you in real time to guide you in answering the technology questions raised by Maoyan. But you can't just sit there with your head empty and wait for my team to direct you.]
@Feite: [-No. 1 Technology Zone Project Data txt-]
@菲特: [Memorize it within 2 hours.]
[Red Heart 2.0: -Receive File-]
[Red Heart 2.0: ...There are 200G in here.]
@菲特: [You can only carry the contents of the first zip package today.]
Grid replied with tears in his eyes: [This is really a very good benefit, the best in the universe. ]
@菲特: [Pack your luggage and arrive at the gate of your villa in 20 minutes. A car will be waiting for you on the welcoming avenue.]
@Fit: [License plate number 00S**7]
【Red Heart 2.0: OK. I don't have much luggage, I'll be there in 20 minutes.】
Grid immediately stood up from behind the desk and collected the paper documents on the desk. He took the documents and walked quickly to the bathroom and locked the door.
Turning around, Grid skillfully turned off the smoke alarm in the bathroom, quickly took out the papers in the folder, and threw them all into the bathtub. Then, he took two bottles of liquor from the wine rack in the rest area of the bathroom, opened them, poured the liquor into the bathtub, and took out the lighter from his pocket to ignite the wet papers in the bathtub.
Fires started, and the raging flames devoured the list of new councillors and several high-level star transfer contracts inch by inch.
Grid watched the paper burn with an expressionless face. The pressure that had been weighing on his heart for the past few days dissipated along with the ashes.
More than ten seconds later, Grid turned on the bathroom's air circulation system to suck away the smoke, and set the bathtub's water flow and flushing on a timer.
He grabbed the shower head and took a quick shower, changed into new clothes, checked twice in front of the mirror to make sure his collarbone was stable, sprayed on the perfume provided in the bathroom to remove the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on his body, and finally quickly sprayed himself in front of the mirror to create a fashionable and handsome look.
Greed: "Perfect."
He glanced at the time on the intelligent computer ring, which took 8 minutes and 19 seconds. "It's still slower than when I was in Autovan."
Grid pushed open the bathroom door, walked out, opened several indoor doors and room doors, and sent a message to Fate as he walked.
[Red Heart 2.0: I am currently living in the villa area reserved by Jian Ning. If I tell him before I leave, he will definitely ask me where I am going. Is there anything I shouldn't say? You circle a scope for me and I will make up a reason.]
@菲特: [No need. I have informed him, you can come out directly.]
Indeed, it would be most appropriate for Fate to talk to Jane Ning about this. They have similar identities and are both leaders of a certain force.
Grid Wynne is just a minor councillor. He came to the Far East with the help of the Janening fleet. He took advantage of the situation and left quickly. He was bound to be harassed by some weird people.
"Ding——" the villa elevator door opened.
Grid walked out with brisk steps. Although he knew there would be more work to come, he still felt relieved to have someone to back him up.
Grid quickly approached the gate of the villa area and saw from a distance an ordinary and low-key black sedan parked in front of the main gate.
He trotted over and confirmed the license plate. Before his hand even touched the door handle, the door slid open silently and automatically, revealing a corner of the leather sofa inside the car.
Grid's throat moved, and physiological tension suddenly hit him, but soon Grid relaxed like a sigh of relief.
There was nothing in the back seat of the car, it was empty.
Fate didn't come.
Grid lowered his head and got into the car. The interior decoration was simple and elegant, with a wine cabinet and a small refrigerator. The barrier between the front and back seats was open, so Grid couldn't see the driver and the front passenger. As soon as he sat down, the car started.
Grid turned on his brain ring and continued to send messages.
[Red Heart 2.0: Where are you going to arrange for me to go? The new house or the company here? ]
[Red Heart 2.0: There is too little intelligence and news about the Far East. I heard that the Far East General Administration does not allow the sale of land and star zone property rights to the outside world. Do you rent or buy your house and group ownership here? It is said that you have a close relationship with the Far East General Manager. He will not block your purchase right, right? ]
The smart brain ring did not reply to the message immediately.
Grid remembered what Fate had said about the 20-minute meeting, so he suppressed his curiosity and started memorizing the information.
Ten minutes later, a gentle AI prompt suddenly sounded in the car: "Dear passengers, please readjust your seat belts and turn on the lumbar protection device. The suspended car will drive into the floating lane in 30 seconds. The minimum speed limit of the lane is 300 knots, and the maximum speed is subsonic. Protection is at your..."
"Take the hovercraft? The new destination is in another continent?" Grid muttered, and quickly readjusted the appropriate safety protection.
"...2, 1. It is estimated that we will arrive at the destination in 10 minutes. Hold on to the handrails." As soon as the AI prompt sounded, Grid was pushed hard into the seat by the super strong force.
But the super strong push back feeling only lasts for a moment.
After a moment, the interior of the car quickly returned to normal.
Grid didn't feel any bumps. He paused, realizing that this vehicle was a high-end military-grade floating vehicle.
Fate could actually use a vehicle with the same specifications as a high-ranking military corps in the territory of a high-ranking military corps? Grid's expression began to change subtly, and the rumors from the outside world rushed through his mind.
"Ding." The smart brain ring beeped at this time.
Grid looked down.
@Fit: [Go to my jurisdiction.]
"Jurisdiction..." Grid hesitated. Jurisdiction? Fate has a jurisdiction in the Far East Army's territory?
The Far Eastern Legion has an ambiguous relationship with the First Legion. It is an independent portal in the Arctic Star Region, and its legion specifications are also a high-level legion headquarters. Fate has a jurisdiction on the Far Eastern Prime Star, which is almost the size of a branch legion.
No wonder they have to take the floating track. Grid thought of something, frowned and continued to send messages.
[Red Heart 2.0: I wish you and the Far East Director a lasting friendship. ]
[Red Heart 2.0: Then again, for such a large area, do you have enough insects and a development team? The Far East Star is a landscape superstar that was only opened this year. I heard that some mainland regions don’t even have a climate system installed. Moreover, from last month to now, the Far East Legion has been in full field service, and all the alien star energy cores hunted back have been supplied to the military. The Far East has a perennial snowy climate. The heavy industry in the development of the wasteland needs to burn star energy, and the radiation membrane that maintains the city’s heating also burns star energy... I say, the Far East General has allocated you a jurisdiction area, which is beyond common cognition. I have never heard of the generals of the high-level legions allocating so much land to brothers who are not blood relatives. 】
[Red Heart 2.0: In short, if the resources of the development area are used in the Far East Army's account, the Far East Army's logistics department will have opinions. This is not good for your cooperation with the Far East General. I used to study at Ottowen, and all the classmates I knew who had a Legion family background, without exception, had a strong sense of territory in their personalities. What's theirs is theirs, and even cooperation must be clearly demarcated. If you take a little more benefits beyond the agreement, the Legion Zerg will turn hostile. ]
[Red Heart 2.0: How about I stay in the Far East for a while? Among my team members, there are more than ten families engaged in energy mining and heavy industry. I can coordinate and transfer them over to handle the development of the area for you first? ]
This time Fate responded faster.
@Fit: [You can look out the car window.]
At this moment, the car's AI prompt sounded again: "You have entered the jurisdiction of A02, the passport authorization has been passed, and the vehicle will drive out of the floating lane in 5 seconds. It is expected to arrive at the destination in 20 minutes."
Grid: ...
A02? The serial number of the mainland region where the Far Eastern Army Headquarters is located is A01, right?
Are the demarcated territorial areas directly attached to each other?
Grid lowered the window. The vehicle had already entered the city's high-altitude maneuvering zone. The city scene below in the airspace surprised Chong.
In the snowy winter landscape, there lies a starry sky made up of lights of various colors.
The starlight falls on the towering snow-capped mountain ridges, on the plains, on the basins, and on the sea that is frozen all day long.
Each star represents a city, and Grid naturally understood that Area A02 was already a complete habitable area.
The hovercraft continued to descend in altitude, and Grid soon saw some details of the city.
Most of the cities in the A02 area are built on snow-capped mountains, and the building materials are steel, snow-capped mountain stones, frozen ice that never melts all year round, tempered glass, and special technological materials.
Complex tempered glass expressways, sky islands, and floating schools are built high above the city, and holographic projection advertisements flash across the city. The advanced technological city is combined with the natural snow scene, which is both majestic and trendy.
The snow reflects the lights, and the livable city in Area A02 has a strange, cold and brilliant style.
Soon, the vehicle drove into the transparent driveway above the city. Grid could see some details of the city clearly. He murmured, "Low-level wasps? Wait, medium-level? Mixed? A library built in the city center and... um? An early childhood education school that imitates a conscription center opened in the city center?... There are so many police stations in a city. Hmm? Broken-arm security?" Grid paused and quickly reacted, "Retired female soldier re-employed?"
The floating vehicle drove through several ice and snow cities, and Grid saw many strange scenes that wasted city resources.
In the strictly ordered urban area, low, medium and high-level Zerg species live and work together. There are special education schools for five or six-year-old cubs, free and open libraries, and unrestricted conscription offices. In the star energy nuclear oil pressing parks, light industrial parks, science and technology parks and food transportation areas that operate day and night, robots assist retired Zerg and low and medium Zerg in their work.
With the help of robots and a large number of low- and middle-level mixed Zerg laborers, Grid immediately understood why Area A02 was built so quickly and was able to quickly become a living city, continuously transporting food and goods to the outer city.
No wonder the Far East is not open to external real estate transactions at present, and currently only technology families and military industries are allowed to lease land.
Once the Far East opens up to authorization from other groups, the group oligarchs will rush in and seize the market first, and the Far East will soon lose its ability to manufacture food and light industry locally.
A planet that relies entirely on imports will not survive long, as it is easily threatened by insects that strangle its lifeline.
Grid sent a message to Fate.
[Red Heart 2.0: You took in the survivors of the previous Position Exchange War? Mixed residence... What a bold idea. You are not afraid that the higher species will torture the lower species... The lower species have a strong smell. I heard before that the Wasp Corps has a big shortage of recruits. Since the Position Exchange War, they no longer set restrictions on conscription and immigration. I didn't expect that you also adopted this method. ]
@菲特: [The police guards in the city are not just for show. The Far East has a new code. If you are interested, you can log in to the Far East official website and download it.]
[Red Heart 2.0: Well, at least their labor can serve your industrial zone, and the goods they produce can maintain a supply relationship with the Far East Army. But I still suggest that you open two more star energy trading channels. If you put most of the energy on the Far East Army's law-abiding... well. Unstable.]
@菲特: [Perhaps you remember that my real job is live streaming?]
【Red Heart 2.0:?】
@Fit: [The star energy consumed in my area is paid through the entertainment company’s channel account.]
【Red Heart 2.0: ...hiss.】
@Fate: [The Far East Army is just a high-level army, but I am earning gold from all the high, medium and low-level armies in the four regions. I will not lack star energy even if the Far East Army lacks it.]
[Red Heart 2.0: The largest energy trader in the Far East is actually you... Oh, you. 】
@Fite: [Gwen, I appreciate your suggestion and understand your desire to help. So, you'd better start memorizing the information now. Familiarizing yourself with the first compressed package will be the biggest help to me. Okay?]
[Red Heart 2.0: Okay boss. Although the first compressed package is 1G. But it’s no problem, boss. I’ll do as you say.]
@Fit: [-019 Authorization Key.zip-]
[Red Heart 2.0: -Received-]
[Red Heart 2.0: Why did you suddenly send the key? What key?] - The message failed to be sent.
—Your friend has blacklisted you for 100 minutes—
Grid: “……???”
Not really!! I just kept talking to you for half an hour!!
Grid frowned in anger and clicked on the authorization key compressed package to see what it was. His acting emotions soon froze. Enter. Old Auntie Skirt, 68.5.0'5'7.9.69"
At the same time, the vehicle slid to a stop, and the onboard AI prompted: "Dear guest, the trip is over and we have reached the preset destination."
The car door slid open automatically and Grid looked out, his fingers digging deep into the leather sofa.
The destination of the trip is a single-family villa facing the lake.
The villa has four floors in total. Behind the villa is a snow-capped mountain that is so high that the top cannot be seen. The lush pine forest stretches all the way from the mountain to surround the villa. The snow lake next to the villa is emitting thin smoke. Everything is ethereal, vast and beautiful.
"Is it that difficult if you just tell me you want me to fuck you until I die..." Grid exhaled a breath of hot air, opened the car door, turned on the Bluetooth headset while walking, and began to memorize the information with full concentration.
…
“Is it really that difficult to coordinate?”
The new chief of ceremonies asked in the video conference, "Can't we give up even a single step?"
Video conference this side.
The black-haired sub-female said calmly, "No. The danger of the carnival is still fresh in my mind. No matter what the original dispute of the carnival was caused by, my team suffered unnecessary casualties in the carnival. All of this was because of Cat's Eye Technology. I will never allow Cat's Eye Technology to enter my territory again."
Shi Cunjin was not trying to fool Grid when he talked about the meeting.
The Cat's Eye Mission was restricted by the Far East Region, and both sides refused to give in, and they were deadlocked at the customs entry point for half a day.
Shi Cunjin came under a pseudonym to negotiate with Maoyan's side about concessions, but the impromptu meeting lasted for 30 minutes, the topic was diverted for several times, and Maoyan refused to give in; Maoyan's faction insisted on refusing the Extreme East District to inspect the technology ship and a supership with extremely strict security.
Shi Cunjin also refused to give in. He said he would not be allowed to enter the Far East if he did not give in to the inspection.
A bad premonition always loomed in Shi Cunjin's mind. Even though it was impossible for Gobelier to accompany this cross-regional journey from a logical, physiological, and pharmacological perspective, Shi Cunjin still insisted on finding out the details of all the members of this delegation.
"Well, okay." The new etiquette chief said calmly and emotionlessly, "One of the unspoken rules of negotiation is that there is no concession in the world that cannot be negotiated. If the negotiation fails, it must be because the conditions given are not enough."
"Mr. Fate, I lost." The new chief of etiquette forced a stiff smile, "Now I have to use the backup plan to convince you."
The black-haired sub-female smiled: "I'm listening."
"The owner of the supership that cannot be inspected is His Excellency Roxy von Loring. The last Class A Lord of this century who grew up under His Excellency's lap, and who, in the midst of a recession, has his right to privacy override all laws of the West End."
The new chief of ceremonies said, "We cannot change the will of Mr. A-level, and we hope that the Far East will not create more misunderstandings about controlling your will."
"All the technologies on board the technology main ship are for the health of Lord Lockheed. 70% of the technologies are confidential technologies of Cat's Eye. Once reviewed and analyzed, Cat's Eye's medical technology will be at risk of being leaked."
The new etiquette chief spoke in a colder tone: "Once the cat's eye medical technology is leaked, all the nobles will be threatened. There are always some arrogant people who want to take shortcuts among the nobles, minors, and egg-stage nobles. Once these insects get hold of the cat's eye medical technology, the crime of smuggling will change from rumors to real crimes."
The black-haired sub-female laughed and threw backhands at the other party and asked, "Are you assuming that the entire Far East Army is a criminal reserve? Or do you not believe in the review system that originated from the First Army? Do you think that the review system of the First Army has loopholes and flaws?"
The new etiquette director had a stiff face and pursed his lips.
The video conference was silent for a few seconds.
The new chief of etiquette lowered his eyes and spoke with a slightly restrained expression: "One last good intention. If everything goes well in this meeting, Cat's Eye will do its best to clear all the public opinion for Anushka Kash. In addition, in the future, we will not prevent General Kash from socializing, dating, signing marriage contracts, interfering with blood descendants, or restricting cohabitation with any of you."
"I can tell that this person is a temporary chief of etiquette." The system said in Shi Cunjin's mind, "I feel that my negotiation skills are better than his!"
Shi Cunjin thought to himself, it’s almost done, all the benefits that can be obtained before the negotiation begins have been obtained.
During the video conference, the black-haired sub-female smiled and nodded: "This is sincerity. In return, the Far East District can not review the technology ship and the supership that Mr. Locke is riding, but these key ships can only be parked at the customs. After entering the zone, you will have to switch to light starships."
"This is my first request." Shi Cunjin said, "The second one..."
*
"How long do we have to wait?" Valentine paced back and forth in the lounge of the customs area, looking annoyed. "Forget about waiting, but do we have to be disconnected from the Internet? It's been almost five hours. I'm not here to go to jail, why should I be disconnected from the Internet?"
"Please calm down." "Sir, would you like some fruit?" "Do you want a drink? You can drink some sparkling wine today, would you like a glass?"
"Go away, don't follow me." Valentine waved his hand irritably, and the gray-robed waiters following him had to disperse with the food in their hands.
"Mr. Valentine." A moth guardian came in from outside the hall and reported in a low voice: "Mr. Fisher has woken up. He has just finished the entry medical examination and is in the lounge No. 11 in Area B. Do you want to go over and have a small gathering?"
"Thank God!" Valentine was immediately delighted. He trotted towards the guardian and pushed him. "Come on, take me there. We can fly!"
Guardian: "No flying in the customs area."
"...Then just carry me and run over!" Valentine pushed the Guardian's iron arm again, "Hurry up, I'll be bored to death if you're a second late."
15 seconds later.
"So that's why you broke the glass door of my lounge." Fisher took the oxygen mask off his face and sighed weakly.
Lounge No. 11, Area B.
Valentine sat down on the sofa obediently, lowering his head. "I'm sorry, my guardian was too strict in carrying out the order."
Two meters away, the explosion-proof glass door of Lounge No. 11 was shattered to the ground, and airport employees from the Far East were repairing the door.
"You've been lying in the repair cabin for the past few hours. You have no idea how bored I am here. The Far East customs has cut off the Internet for censorship. I'm so bored!" Valentine said, "I don't want to have tea with Jonas and the others. Their topic is always the Capital Alliance, the Capital Alliance, the Capital Alliance."
"Okay." Fisher took a breath and calmed down, then started the conversation: "You've been in the lounge for five hours. Have you discovered more differences between the Far East and the West?"
"Yes." Valentine showed some interest and said, "The reading materials in the lounge of the Far East Customs are completely different from those in the Western Customs. There are no introductions to best-selling products, no recommendations for tourist attractions, no top food rankings, and even no markings of the major species resident on the planet."
Fisher's brows were filled with confusion. "...What's the content of the airport reading material? An introduction to the military academy?"
"Wrong!" Valentine said, "It's the destination and work guide after entering the country!"
Fisher: “Huh?”
Valentine counted on his fingers, "The Far East region has very strict screening, but as long as you pass the identity screening and enter the country successfully, you can go directly to the airport lobby to check all the cities in the Far East. Many cities are recruiting, and entrants can choose the corresponding work city according to their own conditions. Then, they will go to a diversion airport and take the floating light rail to the work city. Oh! It's free with a passport! After arriving at the work city, go directly to the work welfare center, the employees there will evaluate you, and then give you a job to choose. When you start working, you won't be paid in gold roubles for the first three months. From the first day of your work, your work unit will give you cold-resistant clothes, food, medicine, disability allowances, necessary technological products and housing. The first three months' salary will be converted into these."
"In addition to the immigration guide, there are some other small pieces of knowledge on the reading rack." Valentine counted, "For example, basic medical first aid knowledge. Hahaha, there are even phonetic flashcards of the Alliance's common language and 100 kinds of edible plants in the wild. I've read them all, and I feel so strong now! I can successfully explore the Far East without a guardian and card, just with my passport!"
"... a very good guide." Fisher exclaimed softly, "The world seems to have become simpler all of a sudden."
"Yes," said Valentine, "although..."
"Knock, knock, knock." The glass door of Lounge No. 11 was knocked regularly.
Valentine and Fisher looked in the direction of the sound and saw the new etiquette director West outside the glass door.
"I think he's here to see me. Maybe the customs has started to let him in." Valentine nodded to one side of the glass door, then turned around and said reluctantly, "I'll go back first and come to play with you later."
"Mr. Valentine, Mr. Fisher." Chief of Ceremonies West pushed the door open and bowed to the two Excellencies. He then said to Valentine, "The meeting between Cat's Eye and the Far East Region will begin in an hour. You and Mr. Fisher are both on the invitation list. We must leave for the meeting place immediately."
"No." Valentine frowned and glanced at Fisher's weak appearance. "Wasn't it Jonas who was scheduled to go to the meeting with me? Fisher just came out of the repair cabin. He doesn't look like he can go to a meeting."
Chief of Ceremonies West lowered his eyelashes and said softly, "Mr. Fate specifically requested Fisher Green to attend the meeting. This is one of the conditions for the Far East Region to give in to the review."
Fisher: ...
...Oh my god, Gwen couldn't have really arranged a quick marriage with Mr. Fate, right? ?
"Name? Huh?...Fisher? Wait, why is your heart rate dropping again? Breathe, put on the oxygen mask!" Valentine screamed.
1 hour later.
A01 area in the Far East, an unfrozen port.
"Are we going to the warship for a meeting?" Valentine asked. The Cat's Eye Mission got off the aircraft in silence and neatly. Valentine looked up and saw a warm water harbor with smoke coming out. A row of giant mimicry armors were parked at the port pier.
"The location is on the warship." Chief of Ceremonies West opened the car door for Valentine. "This meeting is only the first meeting between Cat's Eye and Far East. It will be held in semi-holographic mode."
"Semi-holographic?" Valentine wondered.
"That is, both parties are in the same place but not in the same room. The meeting mode uses a holographic scene. After the meeting, if the cooperation is satisfactory, they will go to the same room to shake hands and sign. If it is not satisfactory... well." Fisher explained to Valentine, his voice lighter, "Semi-holographic meetings can guarantee sincerity and security at the same time."
"...So complicated." Valentine also whispered to Fisher: "Is this another meeting format that the Capital Alliance came up with?"
Valentine and Fisher got on the same hovercraft. Fisher smiled and said, "The Capital Alliance and the Legion Zerg worked together several times to come up with this idea."
"..." Valentine coughed and understood. The Capital Alliance Zerg Clan was scared by the Legion Zerg Clan.
The hovercraft took off and drove onto the designated warship helipad.
The initial process of the meeting was quickly completed, and the Cat's Eye Mission arrived at the conference hall. The four armies and the guardians had already come to inspect the venue in advance. At this moment, there were only Moth troops in the three circles inside and outside the conference hall. The military females from the Far East did not board the warship.
"It's about to begin. Please close your eyes and I will put on the holographic nerve patch for you." The researcher accompanying the team said softly.
"Come on." Valentine closed his eyes.
…
"call--"
Valentine opened his eyes again, and his five senses had already reached the trail halfway up the snow-capped mountain. He raised his eyes and looked forward. At the end of the trail, on the cliff halfway up the mountain, there was a gorgeous red plum forest.
The holographic landscape is covered with snow, and the extreme frozen scenery blurs the boundary between heaven and earth. The entire holographic world is crystal clear, pure white, and the only color in the holographic landscape is the frosted red plum forest.
There is a building in the forest of red plum blossoms on the snowy mountain.
"Meeting place." The chief of etiquette, West, appeared next to Valentine and said, "The trail is fifteen meters, just fifteen meters of perception. Imagine walking in your mind."
"I'm not...Okay, Master of Ceremonies." Valentine "thought" as he walked over to Fisher, stroked the brain ring connected to the holographic chip, turned on the area mute, and whispered to Fisher, "That teacher still treats me like a child."
"Teacher West just cares about you." Fisher smiled and fell silent again.
"I don't like his kind of concern. It's stiff and doesn't show much emotion. It's weird." Valentine began to "think" and walked forward, and the gray-robed waiters behind him followed.
"It's okay. You won't see him often in the future." Fisher smiled, but he was actually thinking about something.
Fisher walked along with his head lowered, simulating in his mind the expression of love at first sight that he would use later.
As the trail became shorter and the delegation got closer to the conference hall, the red plum forest became less and less obstructive, and the flower hall hidden in the forest was revealed.
The figures at the front of the Cat's Eye Envoy suddenly stopped, and the grey-robed waiters behind them were unable to retract their feet in time, and several of them bumped into each other, causing some commotion in the team.
But soon, the noise suddenly disappeared.
The flower hall in the red plum forest has rooms on all sides. There is a large round table in the hall, and several figures are sitting or standing beside the table.
Two were sitting, one black and one white.
The black one is a black-haired sub-female in a suit and leather shoes. The white one is a silhouette, a profile.
Holographic snow scene: The mountains are covered with snow, and crystal clear branches hang in the plum forest, reflecting the white light on the trail, dotted with red plum blossoms, which is dazzling and eye-catching.
No holographic scenery can compare to the white figure looking back from the side.
Valentine was only four and a half meters away from the bridal hall. He stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Shi Cunjin and Valentine stared at each other from a distance for a few seconds, taking in Valentine's stunned expression. Similarly, in the cat-eyed team, there were many gray-robed waiters who stopped and stared like Valentine.
The gray-robed waiter did not pause for long, but his posture during the pause was vaguely uncomfortable.
They stared straight in the direction of Shi Cunjin, their pupils first shrank and then quickly enlarged, like beasts hiding in the dark, their pupils abnormally enlarged and turned black.
Shi Cunjin couldn't help but feel terrified. His gaze quickly shifted away from the moth species waiters and stayed in the direction of Valentine for a few more seconds.
Shi Cunjin suddenly noticed something.
The leader of the team on the left behind Valentine was a gray-robed ceremonial officer.
The gray-robed etiquette officer looked and acted very young, with neatly combed short silver hair, a pair of gentle drooping gray-black eyes, an expressionless face, and thin lips tightly pursed.
In the entire line, only the silver-haired etiquette officer's pupils did not change. Like Valentine, he stared straight at Shi Cunjin with beastly pupils in his eyes.
Shi Cunjin's gaze stayed on this strange etiquette officer for two seconds, and their eyes naturally met.
"Belin's blood?" Shi Cunjin was puzzled.
Is Gobelier putting a second Behring next to Valentine now?
He stared at the silver-haired Beilin for a few more seconds. The silver-haired Beilin was the first to come back to his senses, lowered his eyes and head, and nodded respectfully in the direction of the tea pavilion to indicate a gift.
At the same second. "My apologies, Mr. Fate."
The newly appointed chief of ceremonies at the head of the team spoke up, breaking the stagnant atmosphere: "Your Excellency Sariel's health condition has exceeded our expectations. We are shocked and happy about it. You are truly a generous, kind and remarkable elder."