A heartthrob? Here you go!

"Of course not." Ji Yan said lightly.

Using the soil where loaches have crawled as bait is the innate talent for exploitation of these nobles.

But as long as those states were not divided and plundered, Yu Ge could still accept this plan.

"Will you always do this in the future, Yu?"

An elegant bass sounded, and Yu Ge turned to look at Ji Yan, his eyes full of heartache.

"This is too tiring." Ji Yan said slowly.

He couldn't bear to see Yu Ge being a hero, so he had to go save people after get off work.

He was also afraid that some people who couldn't figure themselves out would take advantage of these opportunities to grab her attention.

But he also knew that Yu Ge would not turn a blind eye to the suffering before him.

Yu Ge was also thinking about this question.

In addition to the upper states, there are seventy-six states.

After all, her power alone was too weak to save everyone.

The most fundamental thing is to promote the reform of the Special Inspectorate, but this will undoubtedly be opposed by all the nobles.

The lives of civilians have nothing to do with them, and they will not allow civilians to take advantage of this opportunity to gain power.

Yu Ge thought for too long, Ji Yan was a little dissatisfied, and said in a calm voice: "I have a spare bodyguard team around me, if you need it, you can dispatch it at any time."

When Yu Ge was about to speak, he suddenly remembered what the Special Inspector General said: Please encourage the other party to actively save themselves.

What would happen if we formed a civilian self-help team?

When Yu Ge thought of this, his heart suddenly started beating wildly.

There were no weapons of mass destruction, only primitive sticks, which, in the eyes of the nobles, were as incompetent and useless as children playing house.

If such a self-help team were established in all 76 states...

Bang, bang, bang—

Yu Ge's heartbeat was so loud that it even attracted Ji Yan who was standing next to him.

He looked carefully and saw the girl next to him staring into space in a trance, but her eyes were extremely bright and her cheeks were flushed with excitement, as if she had thought of something that made her extremely excited.

Are you thinking of Song Jingshen?

Or was he thinking about the despicable thing that had seduced her tonight?

Yu Ge was still thinking about this plan.

The establishment of intelligent systems and the military training of relevant personnel are not problems.

But it is a huge challenge to collect and distribute information while maintaining confidentiality and absolute security.

In the original novel, only Yu Yuehuai controlled the flow of intelligence information. If we could win him over...

No, no, the villain can't be won over.

Yu Ge calmed down.

If you think about it carefully, there are still many problems.

How to overcome indifference and gain the trust of civilians? How to ensure financial support for the team?

Moreover, the nobles are not all arrogant fools. There must be a bigger and more intense crisis in front to attract firepower so that they have no time to care about their small self-rescue team.

It is also necessary to fight quickly and decisively. Prolonging the battle line without external crises can easily lead to hedonism. An overly comfortable environment and the temptation of low-level power will turn the Liaoyuan organization into another "aristocracy."

Does her goal conflict with Chen Yuping? She must figure out the three families of Xun, Zhang and Shen...

"Remain!"

An unhappy call brought Yu Ge back to consciousness. She turned her head and saw Ji Yan staring at her: "What are you thinking about?"

Yu Ge saw the damned nobles at a glance, so she had no intention of letting Ji Yan know that she was thinking about how to defeat them. She just said a few vague words and changed the subject.

Ji Yan sighed inwardly, and didn't want to act like a jealous husband that would make others hate him, so he elegantly and intellectually talked about the specific improvement measures for the handling fees and asked Yu Ge for his suggestions.

When talking about something she was interested in, Yu Ge was very serious. She was distracted and the car drove directly into the rest area. When Yu Ge was about to open her mouth to cover up, Ji Yan said lightly:

"Don't lie to me, Yu, I know you live with Song."

Ji Yan smiled and said, "I live next door. You've been here before. You're always welcome to come. In addition to the Monata Rose, I have a lot of other things I want to share with you."

For example, Snow Mountain Rose and Manta Rose.

Yu Ge had never eaten the rose cake he made himself, nor had she seen the beautiful sight of rose petals falling on fair skin.

The bright red petals made his skin even more eye-catching. They were crushed and painted red due to the contact between the two of them. He also wanted to share this scene with Yu.

Yu Ge agreed casually, and when he got out of the car and entered the door, he saw the elegant figure standing at the end of the garden path for a long time.

Under the cold moonlight, he was as beautiful as the snow in the sky.

Seeing Yu Ge, his eyebrows softened slightly, and he came forward to take the shoulder bag from Yu Ge's hand, and asked with a smile: "Why are you back so late?"

Yu Ge followed his movements, handed him the bag, and walked inside.

As soon as Song Jingshen picked up the shoulder bag, he paused because of the weight that was completely different from that in the morning. He lowered his eyes and saw the pink lunch box inside, which made his breathing stop instantly.

There was no sound of footsteps behind her. Yu Ge turned around and saw Song Jingshen looking down at her shoulder bag quietly.

Yu Ge frowned and called out, "Jing Shen."

Song Jingshen came back to his senses, raised his head, walked slowly towards him with a normal expression, and said gently: "Xiaoyu, do you need me to wash the lunch box in this bag?"

Yu Ge pushed open the door and saw her slippers already placed at the entrance.

Yu Ge refused while changing his shoes: "No, I haven't eaten the rice balls inside yet. By the way, you don't have to get up early to make breakfast tomorrow. I'll just eat the rice balls."

After Yu Ge finished speaking, he walked in a few steps and went upstairs to wash up, leaving Song Jingshen alone, standing blankly at the entrance with his bag.

He was silent for a long time and took out the lunch box.

The lid of the lunch box was transparent. Due to Yu Ge's rough movements along the way, the rice ball inside was deformed and messy, and the sauce on it was also a mess, which made people lose their appetite.

What rubbish! How dare you let the little fish eat it?

Song Jingshen walked slowly into the kitchen, thought for a while, put the lunch box in the kitchen, and went upstairs with the bag.

Yu Ge happened to be taking clothes to the laundry room.

Song Jingshen smiled warmly as she handed the bag to Yu Ge, and asked casually, "Did Xiaoyu buy that rice ball today? It looks a little stale to me."

"No, my colleague brought it to me specially, so it can't be stale."

Yu Ge didn't want to let Xu Ruannian down, and since the weather was cool now, it would be fine to leave it for a day.

During the most difficult time with Lin Hui, she even ate moldy pancakes, not to mention rice balls that had been left overnight.

Thinking of this, Yu Ge comforted Song Jingshen: "You have been working hard recently. I want you to sleep longer tomorrow, so I accepted the rice ball from my colleague. Don't think too much."

Song Jingshen smiled and said, "Why would I think too much? I'm just worried about the uncleanness outside."

As he spoke, Song Jingshen shifted his gaze to the laundry basket that Yu Ge was carrying, and said with a soft smile, "Give me the clothes, I'll wash them."

But it was just some outerwear, a small matter, so Yu Ge let Song Jingshen do it.

The moment he handed the laundry basket to Song Jingshen, Yu Ge's communicator screen lit up for a moment, and a message appeared in Song Jingshen's eyes.

Xu Ruannian: Are the rice balls delicious? Is there too much salad dressing?