"......"
On the top floor of Fengbutang, Xiao Li’s heavy-faced self-exposure still echoed in our ears, but everyone else looked calm.
Dong Changtian yawned, Dong Geyu teased the lark in the birdcage, and Qi Tiezhu took a sip of tea.
This made Li Mo, who had mustered up his courage, look confused:
"I said I was undercover, even though it wasn't my own idea, but..."
"We already knew that."
"ah?"
Li Mo leaned back slightly, unable to understand everyone's indifference. He had known about it for a long time, so why had no one said anything before and allowed him to get more and more successful among the ghostwriters? Now he was almost the boss?
Student Li's CPU started smoking all of a sudden.
Dong Ao coughed lightly and was about to say something.
Dong Changtian nudged him with his elbow, interrupting his speech, with a look of shock on his face:
"What? Brother Li, you are an undercover agent? This old man is so sad. I won't have a midnight snack tonight."
Li Mo: “…”
Although he didn't take the initiative to become an undercover agent.
But could your acting skills be better? Not only does this fail to maintain my self-esteem, it also makes me almost unable to afford a four-bedroom apartment.
Before he decided to expose himself, he prepared himself mentally, even prepared to sit on a tiger bench and be whipped by a small whip, piapiapia, and would rather die than surrender, until the honey trap...
He has thought it all out. When the time comes, he can request to skip the previous steps and go straight to the beauty trap.
For example, let Sister Han Xianzi take the whip...
I never expected that his undercover skills were so poor.
"When was I exposed?"
"The first month since I arrived." Dong Ao said honestly.
Li Mo returned to Mo City. Even though his appearance, personality and the people around him were the same, how could Dong Changtian and others not go and confirm it in person?
"......"
Li Mo was speechless for a moment, and after a long while he said, "Then why don't you arrest me?"
"You didn't do anything that was detrimental to us." Dong Ao explained.
Qi Tiezhu also put down his teacup and said with a smile: "If that's the case, there's no need to alert the enemy. Besides, Brother Li, you are diligent and capable. What if you are exposed and run away?"
"And you are..."
Before Dong Geyu could finish his words, Dong Changtian stopped him with a look.
He went on to say, "You should have stayed here in the first place. You almost forgot that you were an undercover agent. Why should we say anything more?"
Everyone nodded.
"Yes, it's not easy for Brother Li to sleep outdoors and travel everywhere."
"Brother Li is fine!"
"Hehe, sometimes I find it funny to see Brother Li acting sneaky and thinking no one knows. I always eat two more plates of peanuts when I drink."
Li Mo: “?”
Why do I feel that the last sentence is the real reason for not exposing him?
"That's the end of it..."
"It doesn't matter, Brother Li, whatever you want to do, we will cooperate with you."
"We will support your undercover career. If you want to give an explanation to the Celestial Tribe, let's work together to find a solution. You can also tell us in advance what the Celestial Tribe plans to do."
"That's a good feeling..."
Li Mo said this and felt something was wrong.
Whose undercover is he?
Never mind. He had no intention of working for the Celestial Clan anyway.
Student Xiao Li told his plan in a strange mood.
As a result, a large number of ghostwriters in Mo City, including Li Mo himself, became busy during this period.
The Human City has a vast area and a large population. The last natural disaster did not cause any substantial damage to this outermost city. The population of the Underground City and the Sky City combined is less than one tenth of the total population.
In fact, it was not so serious in the past. After all, every fifty years, natural disasters would take away most lives.
But now it has been cultivated for more than eighty years.
The original way of gathering the population of human cities was in small villages. This was done in order to disperse the risks brought by natural disasters. There was also a lack of sufficient space for development, so people developed villages into cities.
Now is the time for a change.
There is a lot of work to be done, and it will be a long process if we rely on our own strength.
But if the Celestial Clan helps, things will be completely different.
“We take Mo City as the core, and let prosperity first drive prosperity later.”
“What if some villages are unwilling to cooperate?”
"Then you can show them the logo of Mocheng."
Ghostwriters all have new tasks.
They have the right time and place, and what they are responsible for is the harmony of people.
After discussing with everyone in Human City, Li Mo wrote another report and revised it with everyone. After making sure there were no problems, he let Feng Zhi take it back to the Celestial Clan.
The next day.
This secret report was sent to Tiancheng.
When Jiang Yu saw this, he raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully:
"This Li Mo is really a talent."
"Then this matter..."
"Go ahead."
The Celestials had no idea what Jiang Yu was thinking, or why he didn't mention it, so they all went to complete their respective tasks according to the plan.
Tianren City was in such harmony for the first time, with people from the three cities cooperating with each other.
A month later, the Spring Breeze Project spread throughout the entire city.
"The miasma that plagued our town has finally been blown away. The Celestial Tribe is truly powerful."
"Since the arrival of the Chunmang tribe, the crops in the fields have been growing better and better."
"Why would they come to help us?"
"I saw the sign of Mo City. Do you think if I report to Mo City now and join the ghostwriters, can I also bring prosperity back to my hometown?"
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