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Le Shui smiled slightly: "It's nothing, since Master Angelo already knows, I won't talk about it."

Both Le Shui and Angelo are outstanding among the younger generation of the foundation. It can be said that the future of the foundation will definitely be in their hands.

Of course, this was before Zhang Jue came to the foundation.

Zhang Jue had just arrived here for a year, and he easily broke this pattern.

From Special Advisor to Foundation Star, the speed with which he rose through the ranks was astounding.

And Angelo, as the son of O5-2, knew these things all the more clearly.

It is said that Zhang Jue is a person who can change the future, Angelo scoffed at this statement.

To be honest, everyone's choice can change the future, so why is he so special?

Angelo put the goblet on the table, picked up the phone and said, "According to the Foundation's records, that Advisor Zhang should be dealing with the Church of the Broken God in North America at this time, and he went to Alcada City without an application. , No one can predict this, if he is accidentally involved, it is his own problem - if our plan is delayed, I will impeach him to the headquarters."

Angelo cleared the responsibility in a few words, and he seemed to be a master of it.

Le Shui nodded and stopped talking.

But Angelo suddenly became interested and picked up the wine glass again.

"Mr. Le Shui, I heard that you and Mr. Le Shan are brothers?"

"Exactly."

"But as far as I know, you are not serving an O5."

Even Zhang Jue knows this, Leshan is O5-6's secretary, and Leshui's boss is O5-10.

Le Shui calmly said, "Is there any problem?"

Angelo smiled and said, "There's no problem. I'm just curious as to why this is the case."

In the foundation, those who know the relationship between Leshan and Leshui will probably have this question, and there are probably not many people who can ask this question except Angelo.

Le Shui also seemed to have expected that he would ask this question, or rather, someone would ask such a question sooner or later.

And his answers were, as always, ambiguous.

"I heard that Master Angelo is very interested in culture and he is familiar with history books. Then you must know the three Zhuge brothers and Tong Guoweilongkodo and his son. Compared with them, what our brothers do is just a play. .”

……

On May 2222, 5, the fifteenth day of the fourth lunar month.

Time came to noon.

There are still twelve hours left before midnight for Ion's ascension to the gods.

After a morning meeting, the two captains, Kenneth and Strong, were facing an important choice in their lives—whether or not to trust Zhang Jue.

For this consultant Zhang, Strong's previous concept was only in a state of hearing.

As for Kenneth, he was fortunate enough to see Zhang Jue's "heroic appearance" last night.

He has no doubts about Zhang Jue's ability.

But in terms of standpoint, Zhang Jue doesn't seem to have the same heart with the Foundation.

This is also the main reason for their entanglement.

If they had taken refuge with Zhang Jue this time, they would have escaped death by chance, but it is still unclear whether they will be targeted and investigated in the foundation.

Some people may think that this is nothing compared to life.

But in the eyes of some people, if they work hard all their lives and are still suspected by the organization in the end, they might as well die.

There is not much time left for them.

After some communication, the two reached an agreement—in the end, they chose to believe in Zhang Jue.

The reason is actually very simple - they don't regret their own death, but they are reluctant to bear the dozens of people under them.

These team members have followed them to fight north and south for a lifetime, going through life and death for the foundation and human beings. They have worked hard without credit, and they cannot be allowed to die here for nothing.

After lunch, the two found Zhang Jue again.

Because Kenneth had more contact with Zhang Jue, he spoke first.

"Consultant Zhang, we have discussed it, and we will act according to your instructions, but there is one condition."

At this moment, Zhang Jue was crossing his legs, playing Metal Slug with a game console, and Smith was standing behind him as a guard.

In his busy schedule, he glanced at the two of them, seeing their serious expressions, he felt a little funny.

"I think you guys are forced to come here. If you have any conditions, just ask, but I can't guarantee whether you can do it."

Zhang Jue acted very casually, but Kenneth was a little nervous. He swallowed and said, "I discussed it with Strong. If you can really save all our team members, your life will be yours. Yeah, but they're still MTFs and have to go back to the Foundation."

What Kenneth said was somewhat unexpected to Zhang Jue.

He put the game console on the table and looked at Kenneth.

"Is this the result of the discussion between the two of you?"

"Yes!" Strong also stepped forward and said, "Consultant Zhang, I know it may be too much, but this is our final bottom line. After twelve o'clock at night, as long as you send our team members to a safe place, we will They are your subordinates, but those team members, some of them are still very young, I hope you can let them go."

Having said that, Zhang Jue finally understood the meaning of the two of them, and asked with a smile: "You will listen to me from now on? Even if I ask you to rob houses and molest women from good families?"

"Yes!" Kenneth nodded vigorously.

It seemed that the two of them had prepared their minds before coming to Zhang Jue. No matter what request Zhang Jue made, they would agree to it without hesitation.

However, Zhang Jue was not as happy as they imagined.

"What a big-headed ghost to you!"

Seeing Kenneth's heroic face, Zhang Jue's smile disappeared immediately, wishing he could step forward and kick him.

"Did I say that you two are filled with shit? I fucking want the lives of you two for a fart! You still listen to me! Robbing houses, molesting women, I need you? I bah! I told You guys, I saved you because of your contributions to mankind! Do you think the two MTFs are awesome? Sorry, I really didn’t pay attention!”

Zhang Jue beat and scolded, spat all over the place, and sprayed Kenneth and Strong all over the face.

Seeing that Zhang Jue was furious, the two didn't dare to wipe.

At the same time, they finally knew that they had misinterpreted Zhang Jue's meaning.

When Zhang Jue said that he wanted to save them, he was really just saving them, and he didn't intend to attach any other conditions.

After Zhang Jue finished cursing, he sat down on the sofa, sulking.

Why, he has a villainous face?Is it so difficult to do something good?

Seeing that he was angry, Kenneth and the two dared not leave, let alone speak.

Instead, Smith, who had been standing behind Zhang Jue, stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Two, although Consultant Zhang is usually cynical, he is not the kind of person you think. If there is anything he needs, he will say it directly, and he will not beat around the bush. You have indeed misunderstood him. In my opinion, you should apologize to him. Bar."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jue said impatiently: "What apologies, no need!"

Having said that, Kenneth and Strong didn't know what to do, and they all bowed to him: "Consultant Zhang has a lot of people, so don't care about us two big bosses."

Zhang Jue hugged his shoulders and looked at them coldly.

The two looked at each other, extremely embarrassed.

When it comes to fighting, they are good players, but when it comes to verbal skills, ten of them are not as good as half of Zhang Jue.

In the end, Zhang Jue waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, get the hell out of here, I'm annoying just looking at you!"

Seeing Zhang Jue's words, the two wanted to slip away, but their professional habits still made them stay and confirm the next action plan.

"Then, Advisor Zhang, what should we do next?"

doing what?

Zhang Jue looked at the sky outside.

Twelve hours to midnight.

"You should eat, you should drink, and then there is only one word - wait, wait until the night of the full moon comes."

……

Thank you Shannan New Village boss for your reward!

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Chapter 259 Mobilization Meeting

It was getting dark.

Sarkic sect, the great magician Ion's ascension ceremony is about to begin.

The city of Alcada began martial law and its defenses were reduced.

Under Nadox's command, all the flesh and blood monsters on guard outside have returned to the city.

His purpose is very clear, no accidents are allowed until the ascension ceremony is completed.

Beginning in the afternoon, believers in the city spontaneously gathered around the central square to pray devoutly.

Their belief—Lord Yaen, will complete the ceremony tonight and become a new god to protect them.

Nadox stood on the high altar, watching these believers.

He could feel that his strength was gradually increasing, which meant that Lord Yaen's strength had reached the threshold.

As long as these believers continue to contribute their faith and spirit, Lord Yarn will break through the limitations and rise to another level.

Not only that, but the two saints, Lava Tower buried deep in the Balkan Peninsula and Oroke in Goose Country, also became active again, attacking the surrounding SCP Foundation and GOC personnel, echoing each other.

At the same time, outside the city of Alcada, at a distance of [-] kilometers in four directions, a strangely shaped giant truck slowly moved forward.

On a small island at the junction of the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean, Robert Buaro looked up to the sky with his hands behind his back, and the person standing behind him was Old Smith.

At this moment, countless people looked at the watches in their hands, thinking about their own plans.

The forces of all parties are ready to move, which indicates that it will be a restless night.

……

Foundation Area114 site.

Zhang Jue was feasting and attacking a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

He poured some of the soup into the bowl, frowned and said, "Tsk, the chef here is not good either, not to mention no sugar, and so much salt, two of them can support a salt farm, in vain my tomatoes and eggs."

While talking, he crawled his mouth full of rice, and performed what is called "true fragrance" with practical actions.

Yang Xue looked at his movements and was furious.

"Don't eat if you don't want to eat!"

As he said that, he was about to take the plate away.

Zhang Jue quickly protected the plate with his arms: "Hey, don't be impatient, I didn't say you—"

Yang Xue snorted, and finally pinched him hard on the waist before giving up.

After Zhang Jue was in pain, he laughed arrogantly.

Smith, who was the guard, couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw this scene.

At such a critical juncture, there are countless people in the world who don't know what to eat. Probably only Consultant Zhang can be so leisurely.

In fact, all the people in the Area114 site were taken away by Angelo. There are no chefs, let alone chefs who can cook Chinese food.

So when Zhang Jue took out the tomatoes, eggs and even the iron pan, everyone was stunned.

Only Yang Xue frowned and said, "I'll find someone to do it for you."

Everyone knew that she had gone to cook herself.

However, our classmate Yang Xue is good at doing experiments, but not at all at cooking.

After adding salt twice, after tasting it, she still felt it was a bit bland, so she simply added two spoonfuls more.

I tasted it again.

It’s over.