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"The...captain of the special team?" Fang Mo obviously didn't think about this possibility, and couldn't react for a while.

"Of course, setting up a special team is far more troublesome than you think, even if it's just a reserve team." Lin Qiye said slowly, "If you have this idea, I can contact Commander Zuo for you and see how he decides. "

Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen looked at each other, and after a while, they looked at Chen Han with some hesitation.

After all, they are members of the 006 team. If they run out to form a special team by themselves, then there will only be two people left in the team stationed in Shangjing City.

"If you want to do it, just do it." Chen Han smiled slightly, "However, before the arrival of the next batch of recruits, you may need the reserve team of your special team to help me guard the capital."

Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen's potential, Chen Han is very clear, let them stay in Shangjing, it is indeed a bit of a shame, as for the problem of insufficient population in the Shangjing team after they leave...Since you have set up a special team reserve team, then take the team It's reasonable to help clear up the "mystery" of Shangjing together, right?

In this way, Fang Mo can lead the reserve team of the special team to improve their strength in Beijing, and it can also give the 006 team time to absorb new players, the best of both worlds.

There was gratitude in Fang Mo's eyes, he thanked Chen Han, and said firmly to Lin Qiye:

"Then I will trouble Lord Qiye."

……

Morning South Pass.

"New special team?"

Zuo Qing put down the document in his hand, and raised his head in surprise.

"Captain Lin said so in the news." Secretary Min Junliang replied.

Zuo Qing's expression was a bit weird, and while rubbing his chin, he slowly said: "With Daxia's current situation, we really need a new special team... Fang Mo's potential is very good, and Li Zhenzhen is also the agent of the gods, forming a reserve team." The team is enough, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Just, just half an hour ago, I also received a letter." Zuo Qing took out a letter from the drawer and put it on the table, "This letter was sent by the night watchman team stationed in Huaihai. They recommended Lu Baoyou to lead a new special team to provide Da Xia with fresh blood..."

Min Junliang was taken aback, "It's such a coincidence, did we bump into each other?"

"Yeah, even the application time is about the same...I even wonder if they are in collusion.

I also read the file of this Lu Baoyou. Although he is Lucifer's agent, I heard that he dared to attack Lucifer directly to protect his teammates on the battlefield. "

"In this case, why not just bring the two groups together? Merge them into a new reserve team?"

"I think so too, but Lu Baoyou and Fang Mo, it's hard to decide who will be the reserve captain of this special team..."

Seeing Zuo Qing's pensive appearance, Min Junliang smiled and said:

"Commander, you're thinking too much. Since it's a reserve team, whoever becomes the captain is only temporary. It's better to appoint a random person to be the captain first, and then decide on the captain when they finally become regulars based on their respective performances."

"That's a good idea." Zuo Qing frowned, "Then let Fang Mo be the reserve captain first. The specific captain candidates will depend on the performance of the two when they become full-time."

"I'll reply to Captain Lin in a while." Min Junliang paused for a moment, "Besides, Commander, there's new news from Heaven."

"Say."

"Lingbaotian respects Lucifer and has returned to the Heavenly Court. Now the three Heavenly Venerates seem to be preparing for something and entered the fog together."

"Entered the mist?" Zuo Qing frowned and pondered, "Is it all gone?"

"It's all gone." Min Junliang seemed to see Zuo Qing's worry, "Commander, if you are worried that Olympus will take the opportunity to invade, you are too worried.

According to the God of Great Xia, a great battle broke out in Olympus yesterday, and Zeus led the Greek gods to encircle and suppress Brahma, who was seriously injured. They have been seriously injured, and it is impossible to take the initiative to attack Daxia again. "

Hearing this, Zuo Qing's face relaxed, "Zeus and Brahma have internal strife? This is a bit unexpected... But it is indeed a good thing for Daxia."

After Min Junliang reported the situation, he turned around and was about to leave. Zuo Qing seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said:

"By the way, is An Qingyu awake?"

Min Junliang was taken aback, "Not yet..."

"Did Lin Qiye mention anything strange when he contacted you?"

"Strange thing? No... Commander, what aspect are you talking about?"

"It's nothing... I see, you go."

Zuo Qing waved his hand lightly, and when Min Junliang left, he slowly lay down on the back of the chair and began to rest in a relaxed manner.

……

The mental hospital of the gods.

basement.

cluster--!

A ball of fire ignited, and Lin Qiye looked at the contract that was gradually being burned to ashes on the ground, with an extremely dignified expression.

The roar of countless giant beasts echoed in the dungeon, causing eardrums to hurt. Lin Qiye shifted his gaze to these giant beasts, wondering what he was thinking.

The nursing contract failed again.

During the battle at Chennan Pass, Lin Qiye used the Forbidden Curse Mountain to kill a large number of Indian mythological creatures, and the souls of these creatures were all detained in the dungeon of the hospital, but whenever he tried to form a relationship with these giant beasts When a nurse contracts, the contract will always spontaneously ignite.

So far, the hospital has not recruited new nurses for almost half a year. Lin Qiye even suspects that there is something wrong with the hospital itself.

But he didn't know where the problem was.

After Lin Qiye struggled for a moment, he still waved his hands and killed these giant beasts on the spot. The blood spilled all over the cell, and was soon swallowed up, and the whole dungeon fell into dead silence.

Lin Qiye sighed and stepped out of the dungeon.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the dean's room, he saw a familiar figure standing in the corridor, looking into the distance.

"Morning." Lin Qiye walked to him.

"Yeah." Gilgamesh nodded slightly, but didn't say much.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Qiye followed his gaze, and saw a figure in white clothes standing behind the wire fence on the top floor of the sick building opposite, with his head lowered, as if he was also looking at him.

Yelande still had a kind smile on his face, looking down at Gilgamesh and Lin Qiye, as if looking at his own children.

The moment Lin Qiye looked at him, the voice that sounded like a curse seemed to reappear in his ears:

"You're doing well, boy."

"...It's nothing." Gilgamesh withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "The old man's gaze made me very uncomfortable."

"Eh...that's the way his illness is, don't worry about him."

Lin Qiye knew Gilgamesh's character. He had always looked down on others. When was he so kindly overlooked by others?

If it was placed before, Gilgamesh might have already cut it out with a sword.