Shangjing City.

Night Watch Headquarters.

The crisp ringing of a cell phone rang in the office, attracting everyone's attention. Ye Fan, who was sitting in the center of the conference table, frowned, looked down at his cell phone, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan took the phone and slowly stood up.

"This meeting has been going on for nine hours, it's time to have a final result...

I think I have made the interests involved very clear.

Ye Fan glanced at everyone and spoke calmly:

"The final vote on whether Ye Fan, the chief commander of the Night's Watch, has the absolute command, control, and resource mobilization rights over all the living combat forces of the Night's Watch in Daxia during the upcoming crisis of Daxia begins."

In the silent conference room, the other seven Night Watch leaders pondered for a moment and slowly raised their hands.

Five votes in favor, one vote against, and one abstention.

Ye Fan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "In this case, in the next period of time, I will take full control of the Night Watch. All personnel and resources must unconditionally obey my deployment...

The meeting is adjourned.

Ye Fan walked out of the meeting room with his cell phone and documents, came to the window in the corner of this floor, and answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Commander Ye, I am Lin Qiye." Lin Qiye's voice came from the other end of the conversation.

"Yeah." Ye Fan looked up at the time, "You should have arrived in Shangjing, right?"

"We're here."

"Team 006 in Shangjing City still has a lot of things to deal with. You can move freely in Shangjing for a day. The final confrontation will take place tomorrow morning. As for the form of the confrontation, Team 006 should send someone to inform you."

"Commander Ye, I'm not calling about this."

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "What's that?"

"I want to know where the Sword Saint Senior has gone."

Ye Fan stood there in a daze.

"Why are you asking that?"

"For some reason, I got a foreknowledge about his future..." Lin Qiye paused and said in a deep voice, "His situation is very dangerous. He...may die."

Ye Fan's hand holding the phone trembled, his pupils contracted, and he stood there like a stone statue.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke,

"He's... in the mist."

"Mist?" Lin Qiye's voice rose a little. "Why would he go to the Mist?"

Ye Fan briefly recounted what had happened on the phone.

"Wind God, Anta County, Fengdu, mist..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself, "How long has he been gone?"

"32 hours."

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, "Commander Ye, can we... postpone the last assessment?"

"Postpone the assessment?" Ye Fan frowned, "Then what do you want to do? Go into the fog to save the Sword Master?

Anta County has been in fog for 32 hours. Do you know where it is now?

Even if you knew its location, how would you survive in the fog?

How are you going to catch up with it? Are you faster than the Sword Master?

What happens after you catch up?

With your strength, what can you do to help him?"

“…” Lin Qiye was speechless.

“This matter is far more complicated than you think. It not only involves a city...but also concerns the safety of the entire Daxia.

Not to mention that you are not a special team yet, even if you have become a special team now, you may not be able to join in. "

Ye Fan's voice was extremely serious.

"You are not the top fighters of Da Xia, you are the seeds of the top fighters of Da Xia.

And the seeds…are the future.

All you have to do now is to grow up under our protection. One day, you will replace us and become the umbrella of protection for the entire Daxia.

But not now.”

Ye Fan hung up the phone.

He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and looked at the city outside the window with an extremely complicated look.

Zuo Qing, who had been standing silently beside him, sighed.

"Although what you said makes sense, your tone is a bit harsh."

Ye Fan stared out the window for a long time and shook his head. "I just don't want them to follow in the footsteps of the Blue Rain team... They are too young."

"No matter what, you have already obtained the absolute command you wanted." Zuo Qing shrugged. "Are you really sure?"

"Maybe." Ye Fan said lightly, "There is no other choice in Daxia now."

"What about Zhou Ping?"

"Do you believe Zhou Ping?"

Zuo Qing was stunned. "He is a sword master, of course I believe him, but..."

"Then do you believe me?" Ye Fan turned to look at Zuo Qing, his eyes showing unprecedented seriousness.

"believe."

Zuo Qing didn't hesitate at all.

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded slightly, "Then listen to me. There is no need to mobilize any combat power to rescue Zhou Ping..."

"But what if..."

Ye Fan glanced at him, and Zuo Qing shut his mouth obediently.

"Go to the central computer room and send a message to Guan Zai, asking him to leave immediately.

Notify all human ceilings except Zhou Ping to go to the Daxia border immediately.

in addition,

Wake up Special Squad 001."

Ye Fan issued several orders in succession with an extremely serious expression.

Zuo Qing's expression changed slightly when he heard the last order. "Has the situation become so serious?"

"It's about the fate of the country, we must prepare in advance."

"yes."

Zuo Qing nodded and walked quickly away.

After Zuo Qing left, Ye Fan stood there for a moment, as if thinking about something...

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he walked towards the other side of the corridor.

He pushed open the door of the commander-in-chief's office, walked in, locked the door behind him, and then walked to the office chair and sat down.

He bent down, took a key out of his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole of the bottom drawer of the desk, turned it gently, and then opened it.

Inside the drawer is a palm-sized mini safe.

He placed the safe on the table and entered the twelve-digit password. With a slight click, the safe opened automatically.

He took out a walkie-talkie from the safe.

This walkie-talkie is not big, but its style is very unique. From the outside, it looks like it is made up of mini pixels. It is more like a building block made of Lego than a walkie-talkie.

Ye Fan adjusted the intercom slightly, and a crackling sound of electricity came out of it.

This pixel-style walkie-talkie can actually be used normally.

He gently pressed the intercom button.

The red indicator light comes on.

Ye Fan held the intercom in his hand, was silent for a moment, and slowly spoke:

"You owe me a favor, it's time to pay it back..."

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