Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

"Who are you?" Mu Chenyi asked with a slightly changed expression, "Are you Mo Ziren?"

Mo Ziren was the last director of the Doomsday Management Bureau!

But in the history of the Doomsday Management Bureau in reality, Mo Ziren died in a destructive doomsday more than three years ago and two months ago.

And the time point when he appeared was two and a half years ago!

In other words, according to the current time point, the previous director Mo Ziren has been dead for seven or eight months!

The male voice on the other end paused for a moment before continuing to ask:

"Are you Mu Chenyi?"

"Are you Mo Ziren?" Mu Chenyi's voice was a little cold, "Aren't you dead?"

Lai Wenzhi, who was standing by, saw this scene and hurriedly said to the other end of the phone:

"Director Mo, this young man claims to be from the future. He should be looking for Murong Xiner through this phone."

Director Mo...

The person on the phone was indeed Mo Ziren!

Mu Chenyi's heart instantly turned cold.

He didn't believe that in this so-called second stage, the dead would be resurrected inexplicably.

Maybe...

In reality, Mo Ziren's death three years ago might have been a scam!

Mo Ziren, the teacher of Murong Xiner in name, might still be alive!

But he didn't know whether Murong Xiner knew about it or not.

But it was obvious that Lai Wenzhi, the deputy director, definitely knew about it.

"Okay, okay, that's how you play it, right?"

Mu Chenyi sneered. He felt really bad about being deceived.

"Of course I'm not dead." Upon hearing this, Director Mo turned to Lai Wenzhi and ordered, "Lai Wenzhi, bring Mu Chenyi to me."

"Yes!"

Lai Wenzhi immediately responded to Mu Chenyi's call.

"Beep, beep..."

A busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Seeing this scene, Mu Chenyi had the urge to return to reality with the "God-given Resurrection Coin" after committing suicide, and to question the Chinese Doomsday Administration Bureau with the title of "Swordsman".

But in the end he calmed down.

There was no rush to question them. Whether the real Murong Xin'er was the real ruler of the Doomsday Administration or a puppet director, it would not affect his cracking of this Doomsday copy.

In addition, Mo Ziren just asked him directly if he was "Mu Chenyi"?

Did Mo Ziren know him?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and whispered:

"Director Lai, in the future I experienced, Murong Xin'er is the director of the Doomsday Administration, and Director Mo Ziren died in a destructive doomsday eight months ago."

"Director Mo is indeed in a state of suspended animation now." Lai Wenzhi smiled bitterly, "You keep this matter secret for the time being, and don't let other people in the Administration know."

"I have two questions."

Mu Chenyi looked at him seriously: "The first question is, does Murong Xin'er know that her teacher Mo Ziren is still alive. The second question is, who is the real decision maker of the Doomsday Administration?"

Looking at Mu Chenyi's almost questioning eyes, Lai Wenzhi whispered:

"Since I have already let you know this, it's also good to tell you It doesn't matter. Murong Xin'er knew that Mo Ziren was alive. Besides, the real decision maker of the Administration was Director Mo. After all, how could a little girl who was a little beggar a few years ago be the most important decision maker in such an important organization? "

"She was still a little beggar a few years ago?" A strange color flashed in Mu Chenyi's eyes, but he said calmly, "In fact, I don't know Murong Xin'er's situation. Can I ask what does it mean that she was still a little beggar a few years ago?"

In reality, the information he heard from Murong Xin'er and Lai Wenzhi was that Murong Xin'er became an orphan at the age of ten, and was finally "picked up" by the previous director Mo Ziren. After Mo Ziren died, Murong Xin'er naturally took the position of director.

Now it seems that there is a lot of hidden secrets inside?

"This involves some confidential information, so I won't tell you."

Lai Wenzhi kept it a secret: "Of course, if Director Mo is willing to tell you later, you will know. However, the reason why Murong Xin'er became the director is related to the skills she drew."

Related to the skills she drew?

Mu Chenyi narrowed his eyes. Murong Xin'er drew a skill of SSS level, but so far, he didn't know what the name of Murong Xin'er's skill was. He only knew that before the second stage of the doomsday was opened, Murong Xin'er might be the strongest on Blue Star!

But after the second stage was opened, Murong Xin'er's "strongest" had to be put in double quotation marks. Even later, he caught up, especially after becoming a master, his strength had completely surpassed the other party.

This does not count the title of "Blue Star Sword Master" in reality.

If you countWith the title of Sword Holder, he can beat all existences!

He hid his thoughts in his heart and nodded silently.

But this time he also decided to conceal some key information and investigate the true situation of the Chinese Doomsday Administration Bureau!

Unexpectedly, the second stage of the doomsday this time also exposed him such a big "surprise"!

Lai Wenzhi personally took Muchenyi to a special plane at the airport. After delaying a flight to Beijing, they left here first.

A few hours later, Muchenyi and Lai Wenzhi arrived in Beijing, China.

And Lai Wenzhi also took Muchenyi to the headquarters of the Doomsday Administration Bureau, where Muchenyi had been before, specifically to protect Muchenyi from being harmed by the Saint Clan.

However, after Muchenyi became the Sword Holder, this kind of "protection" was no longer necessary.

"Come in!"

Lai Wenzhi took Muchenyi into a metal back door, avoiding the eyes of all other staff members.

Soon, Muchenyi saw the familiar metal passage.

"Long time no see!"

He looked at the passage where the Prophecy of the Impure World was stored, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Have you been here?" Lai Wenzhi asked in surprise.

"I said I came from the future, and I did come here two years later!"

Mu Chenyi smiled at him, with a strange smile on his face, as if he was wearing a mask.

"Come with me."

Lai Wenzhi took him into an unopened metal door.

Inside the metal door was a room that looked very warm. The layout of the room was very similar to the bedroom in Muchenyi's home, giving him a very comfortable feeling.

In the deepest part of the bedroom, there was a wooden table with a piece of white rough paper on it.

Behind the table was a young-looking man who was writing calligraphy on paper.

Noticing the arrival of the two, the man raised his head slightly and nodded gently to Muchenyi:

"Xiaoyi, right? Go sit on the chair over there for a while. I'll be there soon."

His words were very gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and making people feel no dissatisfaction.

In short, Muchenyi's first impression of this man was very good.

It even gave him a feeling of seeing his deceased grandfather.

This was an indescribable sense of intimacy.