Shangjing City.
Lu Wuwei, wearing a space helmet, rode an electric scooter and slowly landed among the mountains in the suburbs.
"Ah... I'm so tired from this fight." Lu Wuwei took off his helmet, took a few deep breaths of the fresh air on Earth, and relaxed. "I'll take a day off before delivering food. Let me find a place to wash my feet first."
Lu Wuwei was riding his electric scooter and had just driven out of a ravine when his phone suddenly rang.
"Hello?"
“…”
"Oh, Secretary Min? What do you want from me?"
“…”
"I understand. I'll be right there."
Lu Wuwei sighed, and immediately turned in the direction of the Foot Bathing City and drove straight to the Night Watch headquarters.
When he arrived, Min Junliang had been waiting for a long time.
"Excuse me, Mr. Lu."
Min Junliang smiled apologetically.
"No way, get in the car, I'll take you to find him."
Lu Wuwei turned from his seat and flew towards the horizon...
The clouds slowly retreated under the two of them. Min Junliang looked down and couldn't help but speak:
"Mr. Lu, can we hurry up?"
“This is full speed.”
"..." Min Junliang's mouth twitched, "Mr. Lu, I actually have a question."
"What?"
"Your speed is so slow, how did you ride into space?"
"I was tied up in Master Chen's carriage."
Min Junliang: ヽ(ー_ー)ノ6
The two men rode the electric scooter, swaying in the air for a long time before slowly descending. At this moment, they had reached the northern border of Daxia.
They drove through mountains and forests all the way to Fengdu. After passing through the deserted ghost streets, they finally stopped slowly in front of a palace.
Lu Wuwei took off his helmet and pointed at the hall with his chin:
"He's in there."
Min Junliang frowned in confusion. He walked up to the heavy palace door, put his hands on it, and pushed hard!
Squeak——!!
The ancient gate to the underworld slowly opened. Inside the grey and cold hall, a figure dressed in a bright red top scholar's uniform was standing in front of two coffins in a daze, as motionless as a sculpture.
When he saw the man, Min Junliang's eyes lit up and he walked in quickly.
"Director?"
"Director Lin Qiye?!"
Min Junliang walked up to him and called out to him twice, and then the empty eyes came back to life.
Lin Qiye rubbed his red eyes, looking extremely haggard.
He said hoarsely: "I recognize you, you are Commander Zuo's secretary... Why are you here?"
Min Junliang's expression suddenly became serious, "I'm here to ask you to go back and take over the night watch."
Lin Qiye was startled at first, then he spoke in surprise:
"Take over the Night's Watch? Me?"
"That's right. Commander Zuo has died in battle on the moon. The Night's Watch needs a new leader. Before he left, he left a handover document. If anything happens to him, you will be the seventh commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch."
"Why me? I remember him saying before that I wasn't high on the list of candidates for commander."
"That was before." Min Junliang took out a document from his arms and handed it to Lin Qiye. "You have served as the director of the Special Operations Department and have some high-level management experience. The most important thing is that Commander Zuo has seen an ancient file from the Western Han Dynasty...
He said that although he didn't know what the [Covenant] was, he had heard of the existence of the chess game, and you were most likely the person behind that chess game.
Commander Zuo left the Night Watch to you in the hope that you could mobilize the Night Watch's resources and manpower to the greatest extent possible to help you complete this game... The Night Watch needs you, and you, too, need the Night Watch."
Lin Qiye looked at the ranking list in his hand and stood there in a daze.
His name was marked in red and moved directly from the original fifth place to the first place... From the moment Zuo Qing died, he was the seventh commander-in-chief of the Night Watch.
"Please ask Commander Lin to return to Beijing and lead the Night Watch." Min Junliang spoke very solemnly.
Lin Qiye stared at the document for a long time, then clenched his hands tightly... A glimmer of determination gradually emerged in his gray and dejected eyes.
"Okay." Lin Qiye said calmly, "I accept this appointment."
Min Junliang's eyes lit up, "Okay! I'll go prepare for the commander's succession ceremony right away!"
"etc."
Min Junliang looked back in confusion.
"Where is the succession ceremony usually held?"
"Go to the capital."
"This time, let's go to a different place..."
"Where to change?"
Lin Qiye raised his head and looked into the distance, then spoke word by word:
“Jiuhua Mountain.”
…
Two days later.
On Mount Jiuhua.
The cold autumn wind blows across the stone steps, and the fiery red maple leaves dance wildly in the mountains.
Under the thick clouds, the top of Jiuhua Mountain is already filled with people. The faint rumble of thunder covers up their whispers, and flashes of lightning faintly streak across the sky.
“I never thought that this day would come.”
Fang Mo was wearing a dark red cloak, with a straight knife hanging from his waist. A Night Watch emblem was neatly hung on his left chest, shining brightly under the electric light.
"Yeah... Instructor Lin has become the commander-in-chief, so we are also his personal soldiers, right?" Su Zhe couldn't help but sigh, "Instructor Lin... Oh no, Commander Lin should take care of us, at least it will be more convenient for us to ask for leave?"
"You're overthinking it. We're not the only team that wants to ask for leave." Li Zhenzhen glanced at the higher platform not far away, where eight golden cloaks were fluttering in the wind, and said in a low voice.
"By the way, this is the first time I've seen so many Night Watchmen."
"It's normal. After all, it's the succession ceremony for the new commander. Every night watch team in Daxia city has to send one person to participate, plus all the special teams and reserve teams, as well as the top leaders of the night watch... Even the human ceilings are here to watch the ceremony. This is a real big event!"
"It's a pity that we are only a reserve team... If we were promoted to a special team, we would be able to move to a higher level."
"There is only one step left before becoming a regular member. Everyone should be diligent. The sooner we become a real special team, the sooner we can relieve Lord Qiye's worries." Fang Mo said seriously.
"I know, I know... Hey, he's here."
As if they had noticed something, everyone looked down the mountain at the same time.
Snap——
Thunder roars, red leaves dance wildly,
In the chilly wind, a crimson cloak was walking slowly along the stone steps.
The moment they saw that figure, all the night watchmen straightened their heads and chests at the same time, looking solemnly ahead. The entire top of Jiuhua Mountain was so quiet that only the sounds of wind and thunder could be heard.
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