Chapter 32
Shen Jian stepped out of the shuttle cabin, handed the sword to Shen An, and then slowly took off his gloves with his eyes downcast.
"How long will it take to restore order?" He walked casually to the sofa, crossed his legs, and supported his forehead.
When the leader's room had not yet returned to its empty and silent state, most people stood in the shadow of the night, and had not moved since Shen Jian left.
Shen Pingyan looked calm, "Wait until Wu Yan Tower completely takes over the remaining forces of the medieval party."
“Then the second big problem is getting other organizations to accept that there has to be a flow of people between the ground and experimental organizations.”
"Yeah." Shen Jian's eyebrows knitted together, and after a moment he slowly spoke, "Go down, all."
Shen Pingyan paused slightly, then turned his head slightly to look at Shen An who was in the shadow at the edge. Shen An shook his head and was the first to walk out.
The group retreated in silence. Shen Jian sat in the same posture for a long time, and only opened his eyes lazily after nearly half an hour.
"I say..." The leader sighed, stood up and returned to his lounge, leaned against the filing cabinet, and stared at the face reflected in the smooth paint opposite.
"Where would you use the chip? ... Where would I use the chip?"
Shen Jian didn't need the vague figure opposite to answer, he already had some answers in his mind, and speaking them out seemed like a simple program setting.
He continued to speak to the illusory person in the mirror in a low voice, "First of all, the Middle Ages are not qualified. Killing the Middle Ages is not the best choice."
"Second, 'he' has been invisible the whole time. None of the plans you have shown so far have included any of this."
…Shen Jian stopped and saw that his expression was firm and cold.
There are two possibilities here.
The bad thing is that he himself blocked his great ideal from the source, so this situation includes everything.
Shen Jian was silent for a while, turned around, untied the cloak and threw it on the bed, then began to untie the accessories and shoulder straps.
The worse possibility is that even he in the past could not have imagined that 'he' would occupy his four years, resulting in him being ignorant now.
Shen Jian had completely taken off his military uniform, his hand fell on his belt, and his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the perfect body structure on the paint surface.
He looked away without interest and continued changing his clothes.
"What a hassle." Shen Jian frowned and complained, not knowing whether he was talking about clothes or something else, "Damn it, did I like working so much before?"
"According to the plan, I will have to work for ten years."
Shen Jian casually tugged at his collar and sighed deeply, "Can you please take my current mood into consideration when writing a script?"
He changed back into his original outfit, walked past the leader's room, picked up the chip and walked out.
"Solomon, call Shen An." Shen Jian ordered casually.
But he did not stop, his goal was clear - the Spark Laboratory.
After a while, he sighed heavily on the road again, muttering to himself as if he was talking to someone: "Alas... leaving all this to me now... would I have the heart to face these little dogs at home, God..."
When Shen An caught up, Shen Jian had already taken the chip and compared it back and forth on the operating panel of the fire.
His eyes widened and he subconsciously moved closer, "Sir?"
The chestnut-haired puppy looked a little nervous, he had PTSD about this place, and Shen Jian really scared him that time.
However, Shen Jian glanced at his subordinates who were staring at him nervously, and went straight to the point: "The priority tasks I issued before will be completed when the Middle Ages collapse, right?"
Shen An’s expression froze.
“That’s why you’re so anxious to kill the Middle Ages.” Shen Jian retracted his gaze and shrugged, regaining a little bit of his original personality. “Don’t worry, I just want to say that this is a good thing.”
The chestnut-haired puppy slowly relaxed a little, and looked at the leader with wet eyes, "Sir..."
"...Then I will issue the second priority task now." Shen Jian blinked and looked away, trying his best to appear less exploitative and irresponsible.
He coughed and said, "...You can take care of everything in the Wuyan Tower, right?"
The corners of Shen An's mouth drooped, as if he hadn't reacted. He was stunned for two seconds before asking, "What do you mean?"
"Oh, Shen An." Shen Jian looked back at him helplessly, his expression even a little gentle, "Is the matter still unclear? The task I issued before stopped here just to let the current me issue another task."
"Although I am a little unhappy about being plotted against, after all, it is the chess game I set up myself, so I still have to go and take a look." Shen Jian shrugged in the face of Shen An's increasingly incredulous gaze.
“Yeah, that’s it…” Looking at Shen An’s increasingly frightened eyes, Shen Jian sighed slightly, put down the chip, walked forward and touched the other person’s head, very lightly.
“I’m sorry, I recognize the value of the existence of this universe. If someone wants to use it to threaten me, I will definitely fight back.” Shen Jian retracted his hand, took out the pen he had prepared in his pocket, and put it in Shen An’s hand.
That was the pen he usually used to review documents.
In a way, this is a supreme right.
“…” Shen An paused for a moment and slowly tightened his grip.
After a while, he raised his head and asked in a low voice, "So you are going to abandon us again? Leaving me and us to guard this Wuyan Tower that has lost its owner? An empty shell?"
“I don’t know—I don’t know what will happen next.” Shen Jian looked at Shen An apologetically, “Maybe I dragged you into this game, but I forgot.”
And he must kill the person who occupied his body.
He told Mo Yi that this was the top priority in his mind for the time being, and it was indeed not a lie.
Shen Jian was a person with a very strong sense of territory. When he thought about how that person had casually occupied his territory for four years without any hesitation, he wanted to take action.
And the Shen Jian of four years ago had clearly told the current Shen Jian: If you react now, the [Middle Ages], which can be said to be the only one that can rival the Wuyan Tower, is nothing...
Then who is the 'he' who made me set up such a big plan? Where is he?
He even calculated against himself, in order to make the Middle Ages and "him" jointly manufacture this chip!
"And now all I can do is try to make up for it... You are also my responsibility, and I have never forgotten it."
Shen An wanted to say loudly that they had never forgotten this, but he couldn't say it. His heart felt like it was hit hard by a stone falling from a great height, shattered into pieces.
He gasped, shook his head and took a step back, "I can't do it, sir. Leave it to Shen Pingyan, please, let me go with you."
Shen Jian paused, as if he had just reacted, and casually confirmed Shen An’s identity: “Yes, arrange Shen Pingyan for me, don’t let him sit on the bench for so many years.”
The leader looked at his subordinate who lowered his head and cried silently, rubbed his palm slightly, suppressed his soft heart, and said, "An order, Shen An."
Chen An didn't say anything, but continued to shake his head, tightly holding the pen. He seemed to be more miserable than a kitten or puppy tied with ropes outside on a rainy day, struggling painfully with his own nature.
Shen Jian looked at it quietly for two seconds.
How did he tame them? Shen Jian thought, they were a group of people who could divide the world, but they were as miserable as a knight who was expelled by the monarch in the old century.
Isn't it time to give them a little training?
Shen Jian thought so, but he still touched his head again, and then he started to worry about which interface the chip should match.
Shen An was still crying, and seemed to be sending something continuously through the communicator.
The leader, who was frightened, froze in his expression. Although he did not show it on his face, his mood was heavy and bleak, and he quickly sped up his movements.
Okay, okay, can the little dog at the back stop crying and complaining? This should be the last time, if he succeeds.
Shen Jian thought rather guiltily, damn it, this was clearly a planned thing, but they were too dependent on him.
Shen Jian now fully understands himself four years ago - if he were asked to make arrangements now, he would definitely push the task of informing his subordinates to himself four years later.
The young leader sighed in frustration and touched the next interface.
...Ah, that's right.
Shen Jian blinked and slowly put on a smile.
Shen An seemed to have finished his complaint. He stood beside him at some point, with tears on his face, "Mr.
"Yeah." Shen Jian responded.
Shen An's throat rolled several times, and finally he lowered his head, saying in a distressed voice, "Sir, ... they asked me to tell you ... Wu Yun Long Chang."
Shen Jian smiled and turned to look at him, "Wu Yan Tower has never been defeated."
He placed the chip on the interface and sat nonchalantly on the only chair in the middle. "Let me see where you are..."
...In other words, just don't suddenly throw people into outer space like last time.
Shen Jian felt sad when he closed his eyes.
But when Shen Jian woke up again, for a moment he even felt that it would be better to be drifting in outer space.
...This thing really seems to be of the nature of time and space.
Shen Jian looked at his body that obviously did not belong to an adult, and thought desperately and painfully with his chubby little face.
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