Chapter 81 (Catching Bugs)
The leader kept smiling gently for about half a minute.
After a brief moment, the leader gave up thinking.
He really didn't understand why his perfect plan was labeled with such inhumane speculation, so Shen Jian simply asked with a perfect and stiff smile, "Shen Tu, in my impression, you and Shen Wenyan have the same personality..."
Instead of speculating on his words like Shen Pingyan and Shen An, they would turn ten words into twenty.
The veins at the corners of Shen Jian's eyebrows jumped again.
He clearly remembered the Wuyan Tower in the source world. He once praised a subordinate of his good taste intentionally or unintentionally. The next day, the poor subordinate was transferred from the research department to the supply and demand department - not a demotion, but a person doing two jobs, two research projects and daily design drawings.
But at that time, his subordinate, who he thought was trapped in the hell of overtime, was able to enter the leadership room because of a job transfer, but he was too excited and tripped over the carpet when he entered the room.
Chen Jian stood up with subtle emotions and gave a slight help, then his hand was covered with snot and tears. The other party held Chen Jian's hand with tears in his eyes and refused to let go, wishing he could grow on it, and then was torn apart by Chen An with a soft and ferocious smile.
The subordinate even said pathetically that he would work harder and get a high-level position as soon as possible, and then immediately changed his tune, "Sir, you don't know that Mr. Shen An and Mr. Shen Xiuzhu take on the reporting work every day. The lower level has no chance to see you, uh... No."
"It's the lower-level officials who didn't even have a chance to review the report. They have ulterior motives, sir..."
The subordinate's tearful peach blossom eyes flickered, and he looked at Shen Jian aggrievedly, sobbing, "You've been so busy lately that you haven't even gone to the public hall. We haven't seen you for more than a month..."
Shen Jian: “…”
He finally understood why he felt so weird and hairy every time he went to the hall.
Now Shen Jian just wanted to rub the snot and tears on his hands at that time onto the Shen Tu in the other world in front of him.
The retelling of the document when Shen Tu handed it over to [Shen Jian] would greatly influence [Shen Jian]'s choice, so the leader had to do a good job of ideological work on the other party.
He had to make sure that the plan could go ahead.
Shen Jian fluttered her eyelashes and bound the document that had been revised again.
Shen Tu blinked and carefully glanced at the leader's indifferent expression, but his brain circuit was not on the same channel as Shen Jian at all.
Shen Tu calculated how similar Shen Wenyan in his world would be to the leader's world, simulated and replicated Shen Wenyan's personality in the leader's world, and got an answer that was completely different from Shen Jian's.
It's very simple. Each of these subordinates has completely different faces in front of their leader and in private.
He just glanced at Shen Jian calmly, his eyes fell on Shen Jian’s shoulder, “Your Majesty, you gave me the document, do you want me to pass it on to… your past self?”
Shen Jian paused, gently made a silent gesture, and said softly, "Let's end this topic here."
The leader made a casual eavesdropping gesture.
So Chen Tu was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "I designed the Wuyan Tower. I can accumulate a small amount of energy before falling to supply Solomon who has not yet left to deliver the documents for migration. But you have to convince me, Your Majesty. Your legacy...plan."
He glanced at the time and spoke faster, "In fact, even if you don't admit it, this plan clearly shows your ambition."
“If you don’t admit it, then the suicide written in your plan is true, right?” Shen Tu’s expression gradually faded, and then he slowly raised his head to meet Shen Jian’s gaze, his tone calm.
"We have lost our master, Your Majesty." Shen Tu said softly, "We will not sit idly by and watch the Wuyan Tower in another world lose their master again."
"If you really want to do this, then we will go past you and deliver the information to your Tower of Invincibility even at the risk of our lives... Sir from another world."
Shen Tu was silent for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and bent down deeply, "...Please think about your subordinates, sir."
His voice was almost pleading.
Shen Jian maintained a calm expression and made a slight downward movement, stopping Shen Tu’s impulse to say more to arouse emotions.
The leader stroked the ring and thought calmly. He seemed to have forgotten that the Wuyan Tower here might not cooperate because of this.
Shen Jian can choose the best solution among many obstacles and traps, but he cannot guarantee that his subordinates will like this solution.
Now it seems that at least the Wuyan Tower in this world doesn't like it.
But he had to make sure Shen Tu had to pass the file back—not just because of his plan.
Shen Jian didn't even have the slightest emotional fluctuation at Shen Tu's words, he just casually shifted his thoughts to the plan.
He left half of the cloud-copied database at [Chen Jian]'s place. If the cancellation email did not appear on the leader's desk before a certain time, the device in that world would drag Shen Jian over again.
This is to prevent Chen Jian’s death from causing another failure of the restart, and everyone would be finished.
However, Shen Jian must stay in the Wuyan Tower of the Source World for a period of time, whether it is his plan or...
Shen Jian was silent for a while and sighed.
The leaderless Wuyan Tower is about to turn into a world war.
So, a question.
Should he bring out the abandoned other path "the death of all Shen Jian in the parallel world" for Shen Tu to make a choice, or admit that this plan is the so-called...
Shen Jian looked at Shen Tu thoughtfully for a while, then smiled.
“Chen Tu, come here.” The leader stood up, his back straight, and one hand supported the open black leather book.
There are five minutes left until Solomon starts.
The leader stroked Shen Tu's hair like he was stroking a puppy, and thought calmly that he really was still reluctant to let his subordinates suffer too much.
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Shen Jian convinced Shen Tu. It was a very simple debate. They only had one minute and twenty seconds of it, and even the conversation was conducted in jumps.
If there was a second person present, he would be horrified to find that the two people's conversation seemed to be completely incoherent, and the amount of thought and jumps remained at a terrifying level.
Just like when Shen Jian was walking on the seabed, almost all the Wuyan Towers stood behind him. However, this was already a Wuyan Tower on the verge of falling, and those with family members or those who wanted to survive had already been notified to find another way out.
Even, employees who resign are allowed to take away some research materials so that they can have a foothold in the next organization.
Shen Jian took a quick glance and found that there was not a single person missing who was still alive and above the senior cadres.
He pursed his lips, and once again reluctantly but involuntarily imagined in his mind how many people were left behind when his Wuyan Tower was destroyed.
Only Shen Tu was missing from the scene.
Some of the direct descendants in the front row noticed it, Shen An raised his eyes to observe Shen Jian's expression, then turned around and suppressed the subtle sound.
Shen Jian calmly looked back at the chestnut-haired man.
Shen An fluttered his eyelashes and gave the leader a very soft smile. He looked at the leader with eyes as warm as a plush blanket.
Shen Lanhe and Shen Pingyan stood on the left and right of Shen An. They leaned slightly towards Shen Jian in sync.
Shen Xiuzhu stood aside in silence for a while, also lowered his head slightly, and placed his hands on his chest.
The leader stood beside Shen Jian, almost parallel to him, holding a black book in his hand, casually spread out.
The sword that originally belonged to the leader was taken away by Shen Jian. Although the leader knew why, he still smiled silently.
"Are you worried that I might do something, 'sir'?" the leader asked calmly, with a hint of sarcasm in his cold black pupils.
Shen Jian was unmoved, “Suppose you know that if you go there with a sword, you will appear in the blocking punishment area of the Wuyan Tower in the next second.”
"Why don't you just get the person out?" The leader's tone remained calm, and even his expression did not change.
Shen Jian raised his hand in surprise and tapped his palm, "I think you know very well, father, that your child is very happy for you to review documents alone in the Blocking Criminal Domain for the rest of your life."
Shen Jian can now brazenly say the word father - after he learned that the ring was really a device for broadcasting live throughout the universe.
People can indeed move freely among the crowd and be reborn after experiencing extreme embarrassment.
Shen Jian admitted this truth.
“…” The leader looked at Shen Jian calmly for two seconds, and maintained his coolness for a long time and said, “Shen Jian, if you like this kind of role-playing, we can play it often in the future.”
Shen Jian was silent for a while, then took a quick step back.
He knew what the leader was saying.
The leader really treated him as a child a long time ago. Shen Jian found a will when he was sorting out the documents of this world.
The Tower of Wuyan was not given to him by his superiors, and the Tower of Wuyan does not belong to the leader.
But all the funds, stocks, bonds, research projects, arsenals, connections, and real estate that belonged to the leader were left to Shen Jian.
At that time, Shen Jian took the will document and read it for a long time, and slowly changed the leader's sentence from death penalty to life imprisonment.
Of course, if the leader knew that it was because of this will that he was going against the death he had longed for... I wonder if he would regret making it?
Shen Jian sighed helplessly, “It’s just a joke.”
"This is not something to be laughed at," the leader said.
There was no change in his expression, except that his hand holding the spine of the book tightened slightly.
In the eyes of people like them who are immersed in the dye vat of power, no matter how much they argue, there is a clear upper and lower class between father and young son.
The youngest child will be protected by his father, but he will always be under his father's wings and will be his father's property and exclusive possession. When talking about this child, the eternal introduction will be "whose child".
Unless after growing up, they tear off their father's wings and occupy his nest, or fly away and build a nest on their own.
They were very familiar with this process, and generally, there were many similar cases among a leader's subordinates. Some children broke free from their parents' glory, while others were sent to the safe rear, staying in the logistics department where they would never go to the battlefield, and were controlled to live a safe and ordinary life.
But in the Tower of No Annihilation, the process is even completely opposite.
The leader was silent for a while, and glanced at the sword on Shen Jian's waist: "Do you want to experience the experience of fighting out of the shelter?"
Shen Jian said nothing, only glanced at the leader.
Then the leader stopped talking.
Waiting for Shentu? The leader thought casually.
Otherwise, such private conversations should not be discussed in public, especially when there may be family members and subordinates behind the scenes.
Shen Jian remembered something again: “Give me the cloak too.”
The leader glanced at Shen Jian, too lazy to move.
Shen An glanced at the two of them, said nothing, and silently avoided the leader’s cold air and stood behind Shen Jian.
He wisely did not touch the leader's cloak.
He thought that he shouldn't get close to such a subtle Shura field - God knows how he found the atmosphere of Shura field between the two people.
Then, Shen Jian simply walked over, grabbed the leader's cloak, and wrapped it around Shen An.
The chestnut-haired boy's wet eyes suddenly widened: "! Sir..."
Shen An's pupils trembled, and Shen An fled hastily. Shen An took off his cloak at the speed of light and put it on the leader.
He immediately knelt on one knee in front of Shen Jian and raised his head in panic.
“…I’m just worried that they will take you to the blocking area as well.” Shen Jian said helplessly.
With the leader's cloak on his body, at least his subordinates in the tower can be more well-behaved.
Chen An choked up and stood up with his puppy ears drooping.
Shen Jian had just picked up the cloak again when he caught a glimpse of Shen Tu silently sliding into the direct lineage’s team.
Without even pausing, he handed the item to Shen An.
“Twenty seconds, a good time.” Shen Jian whispered.
Shen Tu seemed to have heard it and smiled.
"Is Yun controlling Solomon now?"
"Yes, sir," Solomon responded mildly.
“Start it.”
Shen Jian took one last look at his neatly lined subordinates behind him and said.
At the tenth second, Shen An suddenly took a step forward.
Shen Jian's eyelids twitched, and almost instantly he remembered Mo Yi, who had walked forward and disappeared without a word, and his hand instantly rested on the hilt of the sword.
He admitted that he took the sword in part because he was worried that history would repeat itself.
Then Shen Jian looked at Shen An and smiled, then knelt down with a gentle look, put his hands on his chest, and lowered his head.
Shen An looked very pious, "Sir, I'm sorry, I've knelt before, so I'll do it for the last time."
He paused and looked up.
"I wish you good luck in your military career, sir."
Shen An smiled and said, "And, I hope we can meet again in hell later."
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