Letter from the Speaker
In a reception room at the Sky City Municipal Center, a woman with dark circles under her eyes and a face as pale as a corpse sat in the main seat in mourning clothes. Her eyelids, painted with gold powder, looked lifeless and she was holding an unknown information terminal in her hand, apparently writing a report.
And [Dog] was sitting next to him with Eliza, who was originally planning to go to Skyline University for a look.
Eliza crossed her legs, straightened her back, and placed her hands on her thighs. She was as stiff as a statue, and discomfort was written all over her body.
[Dog] patted her shoulder and said, "Hey, [Game Machine]! Cheer up. This time, you are here to see the world. Don't be so shy. Mr. Lazy is mentally stable. Even if you do something wrong, he will still kill you."
Eliza smiled stiffly, but she was already screaming in her heart.
Which ordinary college student would not be nervous when he just escaped from a special incident and was caught on the third day to sit with the senior members and middle and senior cadres of the most notorious terrorist organization and was about to face a dirty deal!
And! Why can the most notorious terrorist organization, the Seven Sins Council, conduct transactions and negotiations in the reception room of Sky City Municipal Center, which is completely under the jurisdiction of the Sky City Consortium... Has Sky City become so corrupt?
She tried to suppress her discomfort and thought: No! Hold on, this is all an opportunity! The executive officer risked his life to save me. Today I have a chance to infiltrate the enemy, so I must record everything and submit it to him!
Eliza encouraged herself in her heart, and secretly glanced at the woman in the main seat who was called "Lazy Lady".
She is very young, pale and beautiful. Just now [Dog] said that she is mentally stable, but I can't really tell.
This woman was not only wearing mourning clothes, but also wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown underneath the black mourning clothes, with a faint "Shiloh Mental Hospital" logo visible. The blood vessels on the back of her hand were pierced with fluid needles, and the belt tied around her skirt looked like a restraint belt.
It's as if he just escaped from a mental hospital!
Eliza silently moved a little further away from the woman, and suddenly heard the door of the reception room open.
A man who looked very elegant and gentlemanly walked in, his temperament somewhat familiar, and Wu Ci followed closely behind him.
As soon as Wu Ci, the familiar "executor", appeared at the scene of this dark transaction, Eliza immediately felt extremely safe. When she was about to say "Sir, the Executor", she remembered her current situation and Wu Ci's disguised identity, and immediately changed her mind: "Sir, the Arrogant?"
"Hmm." Wu Ci responded coldly.
[Dog] immediately went to greet him attentively, "Master Arrogant... You haven't sent any news for so many days. I was thinking that I couldn't make a decision on this cooperation, so I specially asked Master Lazy for help. It turns out that you came here with Mr. Yu..."
Wu Ci did not answer, but just gave him an unpleasant look, criticizing his self-assertion.
The woman called "Lazy" raised her head, saw this, and instantly closed the terminal. "Since you are here, I will leave. I have to hurry to do my next part-time job. After finishing it, I have to return to the hospital before the nurses come for rounds."
She stood up expressionlessly, handed a letter to Wu Ci, and left the meeting room. Her high heels made a hurried sound, and she only said, "Remember to compensate me for the delayed work."
The woman left and the conference room fell silent.
Yuze knocked on the table. "Let's talk about cooperation. I have already discussed the rough content with the arrogant councillor. I want Zhen Shanhe's life and his heroic spirit authority. After the matter is completed, I will hand over the body in full."
Everyone knows that the director of the Special Management Bureau, Zhen Shanhe, is a fierce person. When these words came out, Eliza was so scared that she pretended to be invisible. After all, she had no right to speak here, not to mention that Zhen Shanhe was Wu Ci's direct superior.
[Dog] was a little embarrassed, "Master Arrogant... this?"
Wu Ci sat down on the sofa. "Don't question the authenticity. I have already agreed to this deal on behalf of the parliament. Mr. Yu has paid the deposit in advance. You only need to finalize the specific terms with Mr. Yu."
[The dog] responded quickly, “…yes!”
All the specific rules were quickly finalized. Under Wu Ci's instructions, [Dog] took the signed contract back to the parliament headquarters to report to the Speaker. Eliza, who had just become [Game Machine], was also released by Wu Ci, under the pretext that "there are more important tasks for her."
Yuze left for something. Before leaving, he asked his secretary to summon a few spiritualists. He should have done the same as the Speaker did to "process" the contract so that neither party could violate it.
Wu Ci stood alone on the terrace of the town hall. After making sure that no one was around to notice him, he took out the envelope that [Laziness] had just handed to him.
The envelope was sealed with wax in the ancient way, and the printed logo was the logo of the Seven Sins Council, seven stars surrounding a tearful mask without facial features. Wu Ci had seen it in the information that the Special Management Bureau distributed to all civil servants. This logo not only represented the Seven Sins Council, it was also the personal seal of the chairman.
So, the Speaker asked [Laziness] to give him this letter?
[Pride’s personal message:
The plan has changed. The location of the body has been obtained. It is still up to you to decide whether to agree to this transaction, but you do not need to fulfill the contractual responsibilities. Kill Yu Ping within three days. You do not need to worry about other trivial matters. Other council members will finish them.
Come meet me at Sky City Port in three days.]
Wu Ci gently stroked the handwriting on the letter paper… It was written with a pencil, and he could tell that it seemed to be a harder pencil.
What is written in pencil does not mean it can be altered...it may also represent an order that cannot be resisted.
Why would someone deliberately use a pencil, a tool that can be edited, to write a letter conveying an order? The only guess is that the pencil has a special meaning, and the speaker who wrote the letter knew that the witch would start to associate it with the letter.
A pencil with a special meaning, combined with the handwriting, it has such a color and writing depth... It is a sharpened 4H pencil.
——This means that the Speaker...has got the pencil that Wu Ci had taken away from him by Zhen Shanhe!
That pencil is the contract certificate of the witch! If it is destroyed, something will happen that the witch cannot predict, so... the Speaker is using that pencil to give him orders!
It seems...for his future, Yupei must die early.
Wu Ci thought for a moment and decided to let Dextal handle it.
He has never used the heroic spirit [Dextall], and there is no connection between him and it. Compared with [Chu Ci] which is closer to the era of the Supreme Spirits, it is also older and stronger, so it is safer to let him take action.
I just happen to have time to simulate it again. I can seize the Heavenly Dao of [Silver Lord] and complete the mission from Tianzun.
Wuci took out the Solomon era certificate that he had secretly brought with him earlier and said, "For the last time."
[I have chosen to come in person, and the time ratio is adjusted to: 99999999 natural days: 1 millisecond]
[Number of simulations remaining: zero]
[This soul strength: 10/10]
【Simulation start】
[Holding a candle in the wind, wonderful to the extreme]
Consciousness once again plunges into the river of time.
The familiar stench that had been repeated twice filled my nose, a mixture of smoke, fire, dust, sweat, feces, and rotting corpses.
Then there was the repeated shaking of being carried on the shoulders, the dampness and stickiness of the lost scalp, the itching from the contact between the skin and the coarse cloth with fleas, and the pain that had become dull and numb.
That's really unpleasant.
Wu Ci did the same as last time, with his five fingers forming claws, raised his hand and pulled out the old speculator's spine.
The old man lost the support of his spine and fell to the ground. Wu Ci successfully escaped from his control. He stretched out his left hand, and a sharp mouth appeared in his palm. He chewed up the old man's skinny and withered body alive, and the juice mixed with dirt splashed everywhere. The blood and vitality were absorbed by Wu Ci's palm, and in return, he repaired his body.
The twisted limbs returned to their original shape, and the scalp that the old man had cut off grew back.
The bloodless feet landed quietly on the ground, and the blue eyes of the corpse turned pale with his arrival.
Wu Ci casually found a piece of coarse cloth and put it on, then controlled his body and slowly left the area.
Unconsciously, his vision began to rise as he moved forward, and Wu Ci's visual thinking was divided into two. When he came to his senses, his real body was already sitting in front of the chessboard.
The silvery shadow opposite him changed into the appearance of a knight-errant. He had already made a move and was watching Wu Ci's move quietly.
[You formed a cause and effect relationship with the high-ranking figure "Silver Lord" last week]
[The chess game could not be redeemed due to special reasons]
[“Silver Jazz” submits partial rights to apply for arbitration]
[Rules determine that this week you will be forced to enter the "Inner World. Chessboard" and restart the last "chess game" until you win or leave a bet. If you leave a bet, the ownership of the bet will be determined by "Silver Lord" and "Lady Requiem" through arbitration again.]
[Players please act with caution]
Wu Ci picked up a [Soldier] in his hand and dropped it uncontrollably.
Because of his behavior in the simulation world, he just made a move.
"It's a brilliant move, but because it's at the beginning, it doesn't mean much to the outcome of the game." [The Ranger] said, "You always make smart moves at the beginning. Is it because you don't have to think too much?"
Wu Ci's expression remained unchanged. "It seems that you and I are really destined to meet. We actually meet again."
"It's not fate, I did it on purpose. But you are dressed more formally this time, at least not as undignified as last time."
[Youxia] smiled and placed another piece.
Wu Ci thought of his original form last week and felt a little annoyed. He snorted coldly, "At least it's more respectable than you changing your form at will. I didn't become someone's father one moment and someone's daughter the next."
The [Ranger]-looking Silver Lord raised his eyebrows, "So you prefer Isaac who speaks more casually? Will you feel more at ease if I stay like this?"
"Ah... wait, dear, let me guess, you think he is a very controllable person? So if I become his appearance and use his personality, will it make you more relaxed? Subconsciously think that everything is under control?"
Wuci moved his pawn and raised his head to interrupt him: "Please don't say anything more. I will win this game."
"Are you so sure? Last time... you had to rely on external forces to barely draw. This time you won't be so lucky, and there won't be any external forces you can use."
"Thanks to the teachings of an elder, I never participate in gambling that I am not sure of. So, when it comes to gambling, I have never lost." Wu Ci said.
“Not before, and not now.”
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