Sitting in the room, Bai Ling wiped the cup and said to the phone casually: "Yes, that's right."

Inside the phone, Qi Guang rolled his eyes: "You are so perfunctory."

With a sigh, Deputy Director Qi continued, "According to what you said, the evacuation of Xinhai City has been almost arranged. But you know, there will definitely be omissions in such things, and it is unlikely to be perfect."

"Even if all the citizens of Xinhai City leave, there will always be places we cannot take care of," Qi Guang said, "After all, besides us, there are eyes watching us."

"If someone notices our movements, I'm afraid the follow-up will not be as simple as it is now."

Hearing this, Bai Ling stopped what he was doing.

He turned his head, looked at his phone and said, "I know."

"I will deal with these matters," he said. "Rather, this is a good window."

A means to transition out the fact of alien existence in a relatively peaceful manner.

It is impossible for humans to block abnormal news forever. If they want to shatter fear and doubt, the first thing they need to do is to lift the veil hidden in the darkness and put some of it under the sun.

It may be troublesome at the beginning, but just like a hero cutting off his own arm, the later it is exposed and the greater the possibility of rebounding from the bottom.

Glancing at Bai Ling, Qi Guang could only shake his head and said, "Forget it. Anyway, there is nothing to say to you about this. You and An Jianxiu can handle it on your own. So far, you are the only ones who have the authority to 'go to Xinhai at a specific time'. I have blocked all the others for you."

Taking out a cigarette from his pocket, Qi Guang lit it up with awkward movements and put it to his lips. He puffed twice before coughing and speaking: "Ahem... But you also know that we are promoting the union recently."

"So far, many countries have shown interest in our trade unions, but their will is not strong enough. We need to further demonstrate the superiority of trade unions so as to take the lead in negotiations," Qi Guang said. "So in this situation, if we want to achieve results, we cannot just rely on our authorities, but also need local groups and organizations like you. So this can also serve as a stepping stone. If we can do well, then let alone foreign countries, I am afraid that those 'Jing'an Temple' and 'Miqi people' in China will rush to join..."

Qi Guang leaned on the wheelchair and smoked a cigarette: "So, what you need to do this time is to work hard and strive to make achievements that others cannot question at all! This requires the cooperation of you Ming Zhou and An Jianxiu morning and night..."

However, before he could finish his words, a hand reached out from the side and directly knocked the cigarette out of Qi Guang's mouth.

Qi Guang turned around suddenly: "Damn, Wang Weizheng, are you crazy?!"

Director Wang walked into the camera from behind Qi Guang and said calmly, "Don't smoke. Smoking is harmful to your health. I don't want you to die and let the monster out of your body."

Qi Guang was so angry that he laughed: "Then why don't you just keep on smoking?!"

Without even glancing at Qi Guang, Wang Weizheng pushed Qi Guang's wheelchair away, walked into the camera, looked at the camera and said, "The incident at Yanxia Mountain has been almost resolved. A large part of the Nine Heads Divine Sect that can be seen in the country has been wiped out by us since then. It is foreseeable that they will lie dormant for a while."

"Are you sure their 'festival' will still be held as scheduled?"

Bai Ling began to wipe the cup in his hand again and nodded slightly: "Yes, the weaker they are, the more likely they are to hold the festival as scheduled. Ah, we can't push them too hard. If they are really desperate, then those cultists will probably do something quite troublesome."

After thinking for a while, Bai Ling gave an example: "For example, they can sacrifice a large city before the Countermeasures Bureau can react in time. They can do such a thing. Even if the Countermeasures Bureau takes action later, they don't care - after all, they have already reached the end of their rope. The idea of ​​those lunatics is of course to drag as many people as possible into the water."

Nodding, Wang Weizheng said: "If that's the case, then we should exercise some restraint."

"Well," Bai Ling said casually, "Anyway, the Nine-Headed Divine Cult will not pose any threat in the short term. There is no need to take these rats too seriously. Director Wang, you can make your own decision. Besides, there is nothing commendable about rats, except that they are particularly good at hiding. Even if you put too much energy into it, I am afraid it will only cause trouble and return empty-handed."

"As for the Snake God Festival later," Bai Ling put down the cup and narrowed his eyes, "I have an immature idea that needs to be refined for the time being. Director Wang can wait for my news."

Wang Weizheng nodded again: "Yes, I understand."

After saying this, he suddenly said, "By the way, there is one more thing."

He looked at the camera calmly: "If you have time, I hope you can help look after Guangyao."

Glory?

Wang Guangyao?

When this name was mentioned, Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then he remembered who this guy was.

Wang Guangyao was the male college student who followed him when he first met the witch in the abandoned hospital. He was also Wang Weizheng's nephew. When he was having dinner with Wang Weizheng and his friends, Wang Guangyao stood beside Wang Weizheng and listened stupidly.

But Wang Weizheng needs to take care of Wang Guangyao himself?

Why? In the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Wei was looking at the camera and said, "That kid has been very restless recently. He probably thinks the world is over and he doesn't need to work hard anymore. He is obviously more decadent than before."

"So I hope you can help him change his mind," Wang Weizheng said calmly, "I've been quite busy recently, and Yunshang College doesn't suit his personality, and the Countermeasures Bureau won't let someone like him join. By comparison, asking you to do it might be easier, and it's also safer."

It seemed that because it concerned his relatives, Wang Weizheng said a lot, which was unusual for him: "You don't need to care too much about his identity. Just make him realize that the world is not as bad as he thinks, and we are not as extraordinary as he imagines. Anyway, since I promised his mother that I would take care of him, I definitely need to pay attention to his psychological problems."

"I owe you a favor," Wang Weizheng said, "no matter what happens next, I will help you if I see the situation."

Wang Weizheng’s favor?

interesting.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "I understand. Okay."

Anyway, it's just about taking a college student to see the world.

It just so happens that there will definitely be big storms in Xinhai City later, so we can take Wang Weizheng over there, it won’t have any impact.

After all, this was Wang Weizheng's request, and Wang Weizheng even took the initiative to say that he owed him a favor, so Bai Ling felt that there was no problem in accepting it.

It's like facing a witch. Bering may not be able to kill her if he opens "Tartarus", but if he invites Wang Weizheng, it will definitely be different.

Bering's ability to predict the future would be greatly weakened in front of "Tartarus", but Wang Weizhen was different - his combat experience would not change in the slightest because the opponent was an abyss or a well, it would only become more refined.

Always as sharp as a knife, unstoppable! So Wang Weizheng's favor is still worth investing in.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling glanced at the side of the phone.

At this time, Qi Guang pushed a wheelchair and squeezed in from behind the screen: "Ah? Bring Wang Guangyao? Then how about you add another person?"

"What do you think of Qianqiu? Is he a piece of rough stone that will become a beautiful jade after being carved?" Qi Guang said loudly, "Isn't this a coincidence? I've been too busy lately to take care of Qianqiu, so I want to find someone to help take care of him!"

"Qianqiu is not an ordinary child. She has special abilities. If you make investments in advance, it will definitely be a huge profit!"

Qi Guang propped his chin with his hand and said with a headache in a loud voice: "But what can I do? Recently I have been injured and busy with foreign affairs. I have no way to carve the raw stone... Oh, it's really a headache! Such a genius is the hope of the future of mankind. I hope he won't rot in my hands..."

"Hey, is there anyone who can come and help? If so, the deputy director of the Countermeasures Bureau will owe him a favor..."

Wang Wei next to him was looking at Qi Guang who suddenly spoke loudly. He looked at him silently, shook his head and left the camera.

He has indeed been very busy recently. He came to Bai Ling on the one hand to ask about the Nine-Headed Divine Religion, and on the other hand to entrust Wang Guangyao to him.

Now that things were over, of course he had to leave first.

After all, he now has at least two "dangerous" alien species on his hands, and he needs to chop off their heads with a knife.

Bai Ling looked at Qi Guang with sidelong eyes.

"All right, all right," he said, "bring the people with you when the time comes."

Hearing this, Qi Guang coughed and said, "Ah, the trouble has been solved. I feel like I have become more active! I will go and deal with the union's issues first. I will send the people to you later!"

After saying this, he jumped up from his wheelchair and directly pressed the video button on his mobile phone.

Tsk.

Bai Ling rolled his eyes imperceptibly, shook his head and continued wiping his cup.

He didn't have any thoughts about Han Qianqiu coming here, but rather he was quite curious.

This girl was the silly girl who was brought by Qi Guang when he was having dinner with Wang Weizheng before. She looked no different from a high school student.

Bai Ling still remembered that he had seen the child in Qi Guang's office before he went to see An Jianxiu not long ago.

At that time, the child seemed to be quite familiar with him and even showed Bai Ling the toys she had assembled.

...Although Bering still doesn't understand why the toy has no hands.

And if he remembered correctly, Han Qianqiu definitely had some secrets hidden.

You know, when he was having dinner with Wang Weizheng, Bai Ling clearly felt that the girl had a "dead aura" that was almost the same as himself! He had a vague feeling that if he could find the secret of Han Qianqiu, he might be able to reveal some of his own mysteries.

So it doesn’t matter if I take Han Qianqiu with me.

But this way, it seems that there are many more members in Ming Zhou...

Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but start counting: "Lin Ju, Web Weaver, Ding Yan, Ji Qianqin, Li Jingwen, Song Qingci, Gerard, Nightingale, Sun Yuanrang..."

It seems that my organization is developing quite fast.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but smile.

He came out of his room and closed the door.

Right now he is in Ming Zhou's secret base. There are not many people in the base right now. Except for Bai Ling and Sun Yuanrang who is doing daily research, everyone else is outside.

Coming out of the long corridor, Bai Ling saw at a glance a person lying on the carpet with his back to him, seemingly doing something.

She was a girl with several chips inserted in her back. At this moment, she was concentrating on the building blocks on the carpet, and her hands were holding the building blocks nervously and entangled.

Bai Ling approached the girl, patted her shoulder and stretched out his hand to protect the building blocks in front of her.

Frightened by Bai Ling's action, the girl subconsciously stretched out her hand towards the building blocks in front of her.

If Bai Ling hadn't extended his hand to protect her in advance, she would have had to knock down the thing she had spent several hours on with her own hands.

"Ah... I'm so scared," the girl said, "Prophet, do you walk without making any sound?!"

Shaking his head, Bai Ling lifted the girl up from the carpet and said, "Stop playing."

"How is your new body?" he asked. "Are you experiencing any discomfort or any special reactions?"

The girl rubbed her neck, thought for a moment and said, "It's okay. Basically, apart from the need to convert electrical energy into bioelectricity, there are no major problems."

"Luckily, I have the help of the 'researcher'," the girl stuck out her tongue, "otherwise, with my knowledge of biology, I might not be able to connect the alien species with the human body."

Hearing this, Bai Ling nodded: "That's fine."

"But don't overdo it now that you have a body," he said. "Now is not the time to have fun. When you have time, you can have fun however you want."

Hearing this, the girl nodded quickly: "I know, I know. I just tried it because it's a little new. I still know what's important."

“If I really want to play, I’ll only go to the base,” the girl said cheerfully. “There are so many fun things to do around here!”

Hearing her voice, Bai Ling smiled.

The girl, or rather the Weaver who gained a body, does look happy now.

It probably didn't expect that Bering could give it a body. When it got the news, it couldn't believe it and kept making noises on Bering's phone for a long time, as if the phone was infected with a virus and spam messages kept popping up.

Later, Bai Ling pushed it to Sun Yuanrang and ordered two people to stuff the body of the web weaver into the body of the girl, which made the web weaver change the target to Sun Yuanrang.

Now it looks like it's enjoying it.

This is fine. As long as there are no major problems, Bering doesn't mind letting the Weaver experience the new life on his own.

After adjusting his scarf slightly, Bai Ling suddenly raised his head and looked towards the gate of the base in the distance.

'Here so soon?' He wondered in confusion, 'Qi Guang's speed is too fast, isn't it?'

But about three seconds passed.

Bai Ling's face was slightly stunned.

After seeing the person coming in the sea of ​​consciousness, Bai Ling's expression was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Why is it her?"