I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

"Um......"

The witch tapped the table gently, looked through the report in her hand, and said calmly:

"Does this mean that the devil's descendants this time are most likely sent out to die?"

"That's right."

Litang Wang held a laser pointer and pointed it at the whiteboard on the wall:

"And I made a new discovery during lunch."

He boasted to the witch with her hands crossed in front of him: "Based on the nearly 100 crime sites in front of us, we can roughly divide the scope of the devil's family's rebellion."

"The four boundaries in the southeast, northwest and northwest are here, here, here, and here."

The King of Litang used a laser pointer to draw arcs on several boundaries: "According to the officially marked range of the Magic City of Xuan Kingdom, there are still three places that are not covered."

"So I make a bold guess that the devil's descendants are very likely to attack three places next. Judging from the urgency of today's attack, if nothing unexpected happens, there should be some action in the next two days."

The Demon Goddess had a cold expression and said calmly: "With the current manpower of the Countermeasures Bureau, it is difficult to deploy defenses in three locations at the same time."

After all, in order to effectively defend against the attacks of demon spawn, at least high-level transcendental beings must be on duty. Piling up ordinary first- and second-level members will only increase the casualty rate.

The Magic City Countermeasures Bureau has a limited number of high-level extraordinary beings, and it is impossible to send them out to set up defenses just because of a seemingly ridiculous guess.

What if the enemy invades other locations?

The high-level transcendent being dispatched cannot arrive at the scene immediately, which will only increase the losses.

King Litang nodded slowly: "So my suggestion is to increase the intensity of supervision in these areas. There is no need to deploy defenses for the time being."

The witch considered the pros and cons and said casually: "You can handle this matter as long as it does not affect the normal operation of the Magic City."

"Ah, by the way." King Litang seemed to have remembered something: "Brother and sister Xie Chun want to take a day off tomorrow. Let me inform you that I don't have your contact information."

"What are you doing on leave?"

"It seems that he is going to the Xia family to deal with something. He said that if there is a demon descendant in the Demon City, you can call him at any time and transform into a rescuer."

"Then let them go. If there is any conflict, it's better to talk it over in advance." The witch nodded lightly:

"If it's convenient, you can help calm down the situation tomorrow to avoid any trouble."

"good."

...

...

"Wuhu!"

Xie Chun flashed QWQEQ to take down the opponent's Aphelios, and then led the team to flatten the opponent's base, winning the MVP with 11/0/1 data.

"You've won five games in a row. You're surprisingly talented at gaming." Xia Meng praised.

Xie Chun took out two boxes of ice cream from the small freezer on the side and handed one over.

After returning from the countermeasures bureau, there is nothing to do but start an exciting MOBA game.

It's better than sitting there and working.

So the two simply went to the lounge and found two side-by-side desktop computers and spent most of the afternoon playing games. It turned out that playing games was really more enjoyable than working.

Xia Meng took the ice cream, picked up the spoon, took a mouthful and brought it to his mouth. At the same time, he opened the video review just now and output it at the speed of light:

"Why didn't you come to save me during this wave of tower overruns?"

Of course, Xie Chun pointed at the map and started to blame:

"Then three people jumped the tower on the road, and the jungler is not here. How can I go there? Can I protect you? Tell me? If the blind monk is here, why am I not there? Huh?"

"..."

"There's no need to be in such a hurry, I just said it casually."

Xia Meng comforted him, then pulled out two bottles of drinks from the void and handed one over:

"You have to have a bottle of rock sugar snow pear to play games."

"How dare you! You just want to finish the last issue and then stop updating, right?"

Xie Chun glared at her, then put the question back on track: "Have you collected all the information you were asked to collect in advance?"

"Let me take a look."

Xia Meng minimized the game and logged into his mailbox. He happened to see the email he received an hour ago, which contained detailed information about the Xia family.

Xie Chun reached out and took the mouse, skipping the previous part boasting about thousands of years of history and going straight to the member distribution below.

"The head of the Xia family...Xia Wuji? Such a familiar name."

He closed his eyes and recalled it for a long time, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Xia Meng opened the browser and searched: "Of course I am familiar with it. He was the doctor who hit Jing Ke with a medicine bag when Jing Ke assassinated King Qin."

"He lived for so many years?"

Then Xie Chun has to re-evaluate the opponent's strength. Does the Qin Dynasty really have the elixir of immortality?

Following this line of thinking, wouldn’t it be true that there are beautiful girls who are thousands of years old?

Xie Chun slapped himself.

You have been harmed by the second dimension in your life.

"Maybe he has the same name." Xia Meng reached out and rubbed his face.

Regardless of whether it is a coincidence or not, Xie Chun always considers the problem in its most serious situation first when dealing with things.

But if you think about it carefully, what if the other party has really lived for two thousand years? The spiritual energy has only been revived for a total of twenty years. The effect of his twenty years of practice can still be compared to Xie Chun's half-year practice?

"It's a small problem, let's look at it later." Xie Chun continued to slide the mouse while eating ice cream, and soon discovered the problem:

"Why aren't these people's cultivation levels marked?"

Xia Meng spread his hands slightly and said helplessly: "Most people have never taken action, so of course there is no way to know how far they have practiced."

"It doesn't matter." Xie Chun took out the pure white jade pendant from the system space and weighed it twice:

"There are people behind us. Just go there and greet them politely and ask about the situation."

Xia Meng observed the jade pendant carefully: "Is the word leaf engraved on it?"

"It's the traditional Chinese character for leaf, right." Xie Chun guessed, "It's probably the surname of King Chu Jiang."

"Ye?"

Xia Meng lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds: "How about I go alone tomorrow? I feel like it won't go well."

"Do not worry."

Xie Chun put down the ice cream box, stood up and gently held Xia Meng in his arms: "There will be no problem. If something happens, it will be my fault."

Xia Meng hit his chest with her head: "Wouldn't that make me feel even more guilty?"

"No, I will correct everything again when the time comes." Xie Chun said seriously.

"I always feel like you're talking too much."

"Maybe it's because I've been practicing palm reading recently."

Xia Meng was stunned when he heard this: "Have you learned palm reading?"

"certainly."

Xie Chun gently grabbed Xia Meng's hand and carefully observed the lines on his palm. After half a minute, he concluded:

"In Lucheng people's palmistry, you can open the door at a glance. The life line is quite long. You can live until death. If you have a marriage line, you will have a husband when you get married."

Xia Meng rolled his eyes, but his eyes were full of smiles, and his face showed rare tenderness and seriousness.

Asasina Oni-chan.

She knew that Xie Chun saw the uneasiness and panic in her heart, so he used this method to relax her.

"Nice to have you."

She leaned gently into Xie Chun's arms.