Chapter 10
So what exactly is the so-called Fire Project?
Ignoring the subordinates who were discussing something in a low voice behind him, Chen Jian had a worried look on his face, and kept pulling out every clue of that time from his memory, trying to extract something valuable from the dedicated memory palace of the Wuyan Tower that he had built two days ago.
"The first focus of contention at tomorrow's spire meeting"... What does that mean? The first one? Shen Jian paused and slightly widened his eyes.
No way, no way? He shouldn't have missed this focus, right? Yesterday, he did nothing except polishing the Middle Ages! ! If this was true, his subordinates would definitely not remind him, and even thought that Shen Jian must have some nonsense to do this! !
Shen Jian's eyes went dark, and he instantly turned around and signaled his subordinates to come forward. Although he was indeed gradually distinguishing himself from the original owner by his more recognizable habits, it was better not to miss a point of interest! !
"Where is Xu Yinmo?"
“Banquet Hall, I just received a report from Shen Lanhe. They have already contacted various leaders.” After the subordinate reported in a low voice, he asked Shen Jian aggrievedly, “Why do you keep asking Xu Yinmo? You said that you would not accept direct descendants within two years.”
Shen Jian paused silently, and once again had the illusion of suffocation. He secretly made up his mind to deal with this phenomenon that people could easily lose oxygen as soon as they opened their mouths to speak.
"Do you want to meet Xu Yinmo?" the subordinate asked immediately.
“……?” Shen Jian was about to speak when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
What does it mean to meet Xu Yinmo? Aren't they going to the banquet hall now? Aren't the two purposes overlapping?
Shen Jian instantly became alert, rolled his throat, and said slowly, "Yeah."
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Even though Shen Jian believed that he was well prepared for the banquet this time, he still had the illusion that he was about to lose control.
Shen Jian once again sensed an unknown gaze peeking out from time and space. The unknown but very strong gaze was coldly nailed on him, and a needle-thin thread surrounded him on a chessboard where no chess player could be seen.
But... illusions are illusions.
Shen Jian smiled lightly, stepped into the secret door that his subordinates had just opened in the area belonging to the Wuyan Tower, glanced at the transparent glass partition that divided the space, and gently raised his hand towards the figure above.
Just like this, even though he almost aroused suspicion because of this secret passage that was not marked on the map, it was still "almost".
I will show you the former leader of the Tower of Invisibility.
Shen Jian said silently.
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"Everyone, it's been a long time since we last met. I hope you are well. It's been a long time... Hey, leader, don't be so grim. How come you look older after half a year?" Shen Jian had just walked out of the secret passage when he heard Xu Yinmo's casual and sarcastic tone. Compared with his depressed and carpet-pulling state in front of Shen Jian, he was like a completely different person.
Shen Jian blinked silently. As expected, he felt that pulling the carpet hair was a bit wrong at the time. Now it seems that Xu Yinmo definitely pulled it deliberately to lower his vigilance.
Tsk… Xu Yinmo is so leisurely, but Shen Jian needs to stay up all night to prevent himself from making mistakes.
Looking at Xu Yinmo, who had a loose posture and sharp eyebrows on the stage, Shen Jian slowly sat down in the dark room and whispered to the people around him, "Remember the carpet in my small hall?"
The subordinate looked at Xu Yinmo, who was controlling the situation as steady as a rock on the stage, and then looked at the boss who seemed to be observing through the one-way glass with a smile on his face, and answered hesitantly, "Of course...?"
“Yeah.” Shen Jian nodded, “Xu Yinmo plucked it.”
The subordinate was at a loss, Shen Jian frowned, turned his head and glanced at him coldly.
The subordinate's expression suddenly twisted, "...So, Xu Yinmo, he, took your carpet? I'll tell him later, he... will compensate you with one?"
"Well, remember to inform the entire tower." Shen Jian nodded reservedly.
subordinate:"……"
After the subordinate went back to solve the matter with a huge sweaty soybean on his head, he seriously thought about what Xu Yinmo had done to make the boss angry. Three minutes later, he silently lowered his head and sent a message on the communication device: Take note, the carpet in the boss's small hall is very precious nowadays. If you take it away, inform the whole tower.
Ignoring the chat records in the group where people were frantic and sending question marks, he put away the equipment and silently looked out the glass window.
This dark room was simply built into the wall. Chen Jian could tell from the lines that it was located to the southeast of the banquet hall. On the surface, it looked like an ordinary wall, even though the decoration was a bit luxurious.
But the interior is made of transparent glass. After asking his subordinates in a roundabout way whether this kind of room is exclusive to the Wuyan Tower and there is only one, Shen Jian tapped the handle of the chair lightly.
The organization that provided this camouflage glass was called [Wild Forest], and Chen Jian also did not find the rules of friendship between Wuyan Tower and Wild Forest from the existing data.
...No, how many traps did the original owner dig for him?
Shen Jian pulled the corner of his mouth, watching Xu Yinmo slowly unfold the black paper, and vowed that after everything was over, if the original owner had even a trace of soul, he would pull it back and beat him up.
"As long as the Wuyan Tower stops providing weapons to various organizations fairly, this shaky balance will soon be broken." Shen Lanhe stood quietly behind Shen Jian. He came in at some point, holding a well-packaged injection in his hand.
"The world today cannot afford a war, otherwise..."
Otherwise, Wuyan Tower would have unified the world long ago.
Chen Lanhe swallowed these words, half-knelt down respectfully and naturally, opened the plastic package, and took out the injection.
But Shen Jian was thinking, could it be that this balance was deliberately left by the original owner to watch him panic and deal with the exposure of his identity for fun?
When he came to his senses, Shen Lanhe had already completed the disinfection, and the cold needle was pressing against his pale blue vein.
Shen Jian subconsciously opened his eyes wide, his heart began to beat rapidly, the news of the fatal injection of toxin flashed through his memory, and he quickly retracted his hand.
Shen Lanhe was startled, and all his subordinates looked a little surprised.
Shen Jian's eyes went dark, and he instantly realized that this was probably some necessary medicine. He retracted his hand, which was another suspicious point!
He gritted his teeth secretly, cursed the original owner fiercely, and then forced a smile and picked up his shaky vest: "I..."
Shen Lanhe interrupted him almost synchronously, causing Shen Jian’s heartbeat to pause, “You don’t need to explain.”
His blood almost stopped when he heard Shen Lanhe say helplessly, "Even if you have to say this every time... your body will not be able to bear it if you enter the Fire Lab. Even if you don't want to fight at all before, you have to fight now, right?"
?
Shen Jian blinked, revealing the same confused expression as his subordinates just now, watching his subordinates, who usually didn't dare to move at all without his orders, come forward together, carefully and firmly hold him down, and expose his left wrist.
"Boss, I'm sorry. We will go down and accept the punishment." A subordinate calmly confessed, "Only your life is at stake... Please allow us to commit an insubordination."
...You don't need to be punished. You guys just came up together to arrest him and scared him.
Shen Jian watched expressionlessly as the transparent unknown liquid gradually entered his blood vessels. A slightly cool feeling came from his wrist, gradually expanding, gradually weakening, until it disappeared.
"Sorry." Shen Lanhe took off the pillow, wrapped it in a handkerchief and handed it to Shen Jian. He stuffed the needle and the cover into his pocket casually. "I will also go down to receive the punishment. Please allow me to go after the meeting."
Shen Jian waved his hand weakly and put the handkerchief into his pocket, "Deal with it. Come back in ten minutes."
Shen Jian was referring to the preparations made to the laboratory and the destruction of medical equipment.
After hearing all the footsteps disappear, Shen Jian sighed deeply and gently touched the tiny pinholes on his skin.
He made an assumption that if the original owner regarded his time travel as a game, then these subordinates would most likely cooperate with him in acting. It was very likely that the original owner was using his body, somewhere unknown, to watch him immersively in a movie through a one-way glass screen like this one.
But later he denied it. Shen Jian believed that subordinates should not be able to show loyalty to their leaders, and the cost of loss was too high. If it was an interesting game, then the emotional value of the input and output would not be proportional.
So far, Shen Jian couldn’t find any loopholes in his subordinates—so this game theory could be basically ruled out.
After Shen Jian rubbed his wrists twice, he finally saw Xu Yinmo standing up with orders like snowflakes. He raised his glass in a good mood and let the leaders with different intentions speculate why he was the one selling weapons today.
Two minutes later, the door behind Shen Jian was opened with a snap, and a familiar sound of footsteps came anxiously. Shen Jian did not turn around. He was not surprised to see Xu Yinmo walk in with a slightly brisk look and kneel down, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
"However, I looked for you for a long time and asked many people before I was finally let in." Xu Yinmo frowned and complained about his subordinates outside.
"Two minutes, is that a long time?" Shen Jian picked up the order sheet indifferently and flipped through it casually. Sure enough, he saw that the number of orders placed by organizations of similar series and strength was mostly the same, including several large organizations such as [Spirit Exploration] and [Control Panel]; the orders from several war zones and the official authorities were almost at the bottom line of the quantum weapons provided by the Annihilation Tower. Even if some small organizations wanted to buy, they were unable to afford it.
Xu Yinmo sighed pretentiously and changed the subject, "Okay. Then..."
He pulled up the corners of his mouth into a wanton smile, his pupils slightly contracted, and the words he uttered were full of bloody excitement: "I, am going to move the Middle Ages?"
Shen Jian raised his head and glanced at him, then retracted his gaze, speaking indifferently.
"Go ahead."
“Just don’t forget to come back for dinner.” Shen Jian closed the order book, stood up, and opened the door.
Spark Laboratory...another term I have never heard of.
Shen Jian walked on the road, thinking expressionlessly, and by the way cut off the eighth call from the organization that came to test the issue of changing the weapons sales candidate.
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