"The Strategic Research Institute?"
Master Hong Chengzhi subconsciously looked at the Holy Spirit with doubt. As a Chinese, and a person who often surfs the Internet, how could he not know the so-called "Strategic Propaganda Bureau".
But this word was spoken by the Holy Spirit of Dawn, so it should mean something else, some kind of special power group that has existed since ancient times, such as the Silent Knights?
Although the Holy Spirit seemed to have no expression or change on the surface, he was actually observing this slightly fat guy carefully.
I have to say that this person with the online name Master Sekong must have absorbed a lot of nutrition from his body with his brain.
Before coming, the Holy Spirit had read Hong Chengzhi's information.
Nowadays, almost all human beings have begun to "grow again", and the average height has generally increased. In the past one or two years, even among adults, many have grown ten centimeters taller. It is normal for most people to grow six or seven centimeters taller, not to mention children who are in the growth period.
This fat guy was 1.55 meters tall a few years ago, and he is still 1.55 meters tall now.
With his special light and color vision, the Holy Spirit could tell at a glance that this guy was at least wearing height-increasing shoes.
When Hong Chengzhi wanted to ask something, he swore that he saw the light on the Holy Spirit's face grin for a moment, but it seemed not to have happened.
"Don't doubt it. The Strategic Research Institute is exactly what you think it is. It is a brand new department within the association. The only person who knows about it now, besides you and me, is the Sage."
Hong Chengzhi didn't know how to express his thoughts at the moment. When he thought of the post he had just seen, his mind was filled with countless possibilities and he made many rough guesses.
"Okay, don't think too much. I have to take you to see the wise man."
After the Holy Spirit said this, he walked towards Hong Chengzhi's house.
Meet the wise man?
Hong Chengzhi suddenly became more energetic. Except for some mentally twisted people, there should be no one in this world who does not respect the Sage of Dawn, even the politicians in power.
But when it comes to worshipping, liking and viewing as idols, generally speaking, those popular legends with higher exposure are more popular, such as the most famous Monkey King, the dream goddess Red Banshee, and the ancient dawn demon (goddess) Gillian, etc.
However, many elite business people, especially those in the scientific and political circles, whether they express it or not, consider the Sage of Dawn as their true idol in their hearts. He is the soul of the entire Dawn Association, and it can even be said that he is the eternal light that keeps the world immortal.
Hong Chengzhi followed Sheng Ling closely, and after a few seconds they arrived at his bathroom, and then he started to tie his hair in front of the toilet.
"Uh... Your Excellency Holy Spirit... Is there anything special about my toilet?"
In fact, Hong Chengzhi suddenly thought, "Does the Holy Spirit need to go to the toilet? Does he poop? How does he usually solve it? Is it also composed of light? Is this considered light pollution?"
However, his strong desire to survive made him restrain himself from committing suicide.
Fortunately, the Holy Spirit was not really able to read minds, so he naturally had no idea what Hong Chengzhi was thinking. Instead, he stared at the large wall-mounted mirror on the bathroom sink with a meaningful tone.
"After all, we are a low-key organization that values secrecy. Even if the association is forced to be exposed, the outside world still has a lot of vague understanding of us."
"We have many abilities, many powers that ordinary people can't even imagine!"
After saying this, Hong Chengzhi discovered that the mirror in his bathroom suddenly began to ripple, and a hallucinatory deep blue light flashed by. Then, what was reflected in the mirror was no longer the reflection of him and the Holy Spirit, but a creepy giant eye.
This eye covered the entire mirror, every detail was visible, and it emitted a light that dazzled Hong Chengzhi.
"Don't try to stare at the Demon Eye all the time. Your mental strength is still too weak. If you dare to stare at it for too long, you will get lost and collapse."
Hong Chengzhi shook his body subconsciously, twisted his thigh hard, and then looked away.
"hiss……"
"Haha, what an interesting fellow! The wise man can always find fun from an alternative perspective! However, if the wise man doesn't find some fun for himself, it will be difficult for him to spend such a long time."
A heavy but low voice came from the mirror, and Hong Chengzhi felt a chill all over his body.
The Holy Spirit did not react to the words of the Demon Eye, but instead stretched out a hand made of light and grabbed Hong Chengzhi.
"I'm leaving."
In a flash, the tall body of light of the Holy Spirit rushed into the mirror as if it was sucked in. Hong Chengzhi saw the light arm pulling him getting longer and longer, as if it was pulled into a thin rope. Then he also felt a suction force, dragging his body towards the mirror.
And the demon eye with a deep blue glow kept staring at him with great interest.
“Ahhh…wait a minute~~~~~”
Following a scream that sounded like shock and misery, the house suddenly became quiet.
On the balcony, the computer with the SS Forum open automatically started the shutdown process at this moment, and the screen went black after a few seconds.
…
When Hong Chengzhi regained consciousness, he was already standing on the top of a mountain in a desolate world.
This was definitely not Earth. He confirmed this after more than a minute. The sky was gray and dim, and the air was turbid and depressing.
There is almost no green in the color tone. Although we are at the top of the mountain, we cannot see the surroundings because the terrain is sunken like a miniature crater. The distant horizon seems to be always brewing a storm.
Despite this, you can't feel the air flowing here, perhaps this is why it seems so depressing here.
If the Holy Spirit had not been by his side, Hong Chengzhi would not have been able to maintain his composure.
When he got used to everything around him and his breathing became smoother, he suddenly found a figure in an old gray robe standing at the end of the mountain not far away.
He had his back to her, but an indescribable sense of vicissitudes came over her, as if she had witnessed the ups and downs of the world. This inexplicable feeling came so wonderfully.
So much so that Hong Chengzhi was convinced within 0.5 seconds that this was definitely the Sage of Dawn himself. Of course, the Holy Spirit next to him was also slightly lowering his head and touching his heart.
"You must be Master Sekong, come and take a look."
The sage still had his back to him, but Hong Chengzhi did not think this was impolite, and no one in the world had the right to think so.
Hong Chengzhi glanced at the Holy Spirit beside him, and seeing that the other party had no intention of moving, he had to walk over and get closer to the Sage of Dawn.
After he took a step, the holy spirit behind him disappeared like light. Hong Chengzhi, who clearly felt this, stiffened his body, but still continued walking.
"Stand closer. I'm here. Don't worry about falling."
Hong Chengzhi was originally standing behind Qin Xiaoxia. After hearing what was said, he had to step forward carefully. Then his pupils shrank and he saw a scene that he would never forget.
Looking from the top of the mountain towards the mountain stream and into the distance, what you see is not a beautiful environment, nor any mysterious treasure.
But, the corpse!
There were corpses of all sizes, densely packed together, so numerous that they could not be distinguished by the naked eye. Some were even level with some mountain peaks, filling countless ravines and hills.
All kinds of weird and terrifying faces, all kinds of things beyond imagination, big and small, like humans and beasts...
Some still exude a terrifying aura even after death.
What does it mean to be piled up like a mountain? This is what it means to be piled up like a mountain!
Hong Chengzhi had no doubt that he would have a nightmare tonight if he could fall asleep.
"Our fight against the monsters is more intense than anyone outside can imagine... I'm sure you've already felt it."
"The sacrifice of the association members will naturally be properly handled. These are the corpses of monsters, well, a small part of them!"
Even though he was mentally prepared, Hong Chengzhi's heart was still pounding.
"Your talent is greater than you think. Weaving stories and laying out backgrounds, lies and deception are not necessarily advantages. I am not good at this. Even if I have taken similar measures a few times, I had to do so."
Qin Xiaoxia slowly turned around, allowing Hong Chengzhi to see the face of the Sage of Dawn clearly for the first time.
With long hair interwoven with silver and black, his face looked surprisingly young, but the sense of vicissitudes of history could not be ignored.
The Dawn Sage had a faint smile on his face.
"You haven't officially joined Dawn yet. I don't know what the Holy Spirit has said to you, but I will give you one last choice. This is the right you should have as an informed party."
He pointed to everything below the mountain.
"Are you sure you want to join us? Even if the road ahead is death!"
Hong Chengzhi's breathing was trembling with uncertainty, whether it was excitement or fear.
Even with just a few brief descriptions, it is not difficult to imagine the danger and fierceness of the battle that Shuguang faced when seeing the scene before his eyes.
I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down a little.
"As an ordinary person, I have been living comfortably for a long time... Rather than constantly owing favors to heroes, I would rather let people owe me favors... uh..."
He scratched his head and then performed a not-so-standard heart-to-heart gesture, which he had just learned from the Holy Spirit.
Then he straightened his expression and said sincerely, "Sir, please let me join you!"
Qin Xiaoxia solemnly performed the heart-buttoning salute at the same time.
"Well, the director of the Strategic Research Institute has been confirmed."
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