Su Yitong's mood was probably like that of having sat in a car for 2 hours with great difficulty, and when she arrived at her destination and opened the car door, she found that she had been taken to Myanmar.
She stood outside the venue and was silent for a long time: "How many people can this venue accommodate?"
The person in charge of receiving her was a handsome man named Huang Xunchu, his temperament was somewhat similar to Yu Xunhuan, both of them were a bit melancholy, but they didn't give people a feeling of depression, it could only be said that the sadness was just right.
He introduced to Su Yitong: "There are 101,138 seats in total."
Su Yitong was not so easy to fool, she keenly sensed that there was something wrong with the conversation.
Yu Xunge, who had just gotten off the bus, also heard this. She sat back in the bus and whispered to Zhao Shuying, "There won't be any standing tickets left, right?"
Zhao Shuying was unbuckling her seat belt. When she heard this, she looked at her strangely, as if she had asked a stupid question: "Of course, otherwise it would be such a waste to leave so many seats empty."
Yu Xunge silently gave a thumbs up and said nothing.
Yu Xunge got out of the car again, and just happened to see the man named Huang Xunchu standing next to Su Yitong, so she got back into the car.
Zhao Shuying asked, "Are you using my car seat to wipe your butt?"
Sitting firmly on Yu Xunge's shoulder, playing with pictures on his phone, he said without raising his head, "No, she can't bear to do it. She has to burn the paper she wipes her butt with."
Yu Xunge: "How do you know?!"
Zhao Shuying: "...Are you really feverish?!"
Tulan: "I was sitting on the sink playing with my phone that day, and you didn't see me, so blame me."
Yu Xunge said to Zhao Shuying: "Are you willing to listen to my explanation?" She was on her menstrual period...
Zhao Shuying raised her hand to stop him: "No need, I understand and respect you, I am convinced!"
Yu Xunge gave up. Business was more important. She lowered her voice and asked Zhao Shuying, "Are you guys from the Special Affairs Bureau using your beauty to lure me back? Are you trying to steal my girlfriend?"
Zhao Shuying's expression suddenly became subtle: "You think he is handsome?"
Yu Xunge: "I'm not interested. I'm just interested in the bottom line of your Special Affairs Bureau."
Zhao Shuying whispered, "Just be careful with that person..."
Yu Xunge's expression became serious: "What's wrong with him? Cruel? No morals? Old?" She had investigated and found that he only had a C-level talent, nothing special.
Zhao Shuying put away the car keys and said with a smile: "His style of doing things is the lowest limit of the Special Affairs Bureau."
Yu Xunge felt sorry for Zhao Shuying: "Why? I thought you were the one!"
"…………Thank you for the compliment." Zhao Shuying paused, then explained, "His faction advocates that all players with talents above level A must be recruited into the Special Affairs Bureau to serve the country. They have discussed your dragon before, and they wanted you to hand it over, but the elder directly rejected it. Other factions also disagreed, and advised them to do more practical things and cause less trouble for the Special Affairs Bureau."
Yu Xunge was really serious this time. She asked, "Are there many people in this group?"
Zhao Shuying laughed, as if thinking of something funny: "Anyway, players with God-given talents above level A are not from their faction, and even most of the level B players don't support them."
Yu Xunge was also happy.
To put it bluntly, all the people in this group are weak, so they hope to control the strong through power.
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