I am a traveler with a bottom line

【boom--】

[A flash of light suddenly exploded, the curtain of darkness was torn apart, and the street lights resumed working in an instant. 】

[It rains heavily at night. 】

[The rain and fog turned into a golden flowing bead curtain under the lamp. 】

[A man appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the street. His figure was tall and straight, the brim of his hat was pressed down very low, and he was wearing a black cloak that was dripping with water. 】

【The man walked around leisurely, as if he didn't care about the rainstorm. 】

[After looking back and forth at the street, the man raised his head, and almost at the same time, his entire body rose from the ground, and swept to the roof of the building like lightning. 】

【boom--】

[Another stream of light burst out, and at the end of the light burst was a man in black lying on the ground. 】

【"It's you?" The man in black in the rain tilted his head and murmured: "Nie Zheng from District [-]—"】

[The person who came was Nie Zheng, the deputy director of the Secret Service Department of the Seventh District. I saw him walking slowly, his leather boots stepped on the ground, and water splashed everywhere. 】

【"Heh!" The man in black choked on the water and began to cough, "As expected of the most powerful transcendent in the Qiongjing, it's a pity—"】

[Nie Zheng stretches out his right hand and grabs it in the air. 】

[The man in black levitated, blood and water on his body mixed with rainwater, dripping down. 】

【"What did you say?" Nie Zheng opened his mouth as he pulled the person closer. 】

【The man in black continued to cough, "What do you want to know?】

【Nie Zheng said coldly: "Everything."】

【"Everything?" The man in black laughed, "Are you sure you want to know? By the way, have you heard of TSAM..."】

Seeing this place in the original book, Gu Feifei was at a loss.

After "Dome Mirror" was finished, the background setting sent by Gu Lulu did not mention this point. I don't know if it has something to do with the source world, or the identity of Nie Zhengyuan's world seed.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Feifei got off work on time. He left the secret service headquarters and went to the collective apartment provided by Sili.

According to the resident classification system of District [-], ordinary C-type residents can only receive elementary education, so they are not eligible to become regular employees of the Secret Service. Therefore, all Secret Service clerks are from B-type and above residents.

However, due to the population base, most of the operators are from Class C residents.

The superhumans who just joined the Secret Service are very poor. According to the "Collective Cultivation Plan", all Type C residents are brought up by the Population Department. They are not much different from orphans. Without family accumulation, it is very difficult to own a house in Pinnacle City.

Fortunately, the secret service department pays well, and operators in need can live in collective apartments for free.

The collective apartment is not far from the headquarters building of the Secret Service. Gu Feifei didn't use his extraordinary ability, so it only took 3 minutes to walk there.

After registering with the apartment management office and receiving a bunch of keys, Gu Feifei entered his own house. It was a small one-bedroom apartment with simple basic furniture.

For Young Master Gu, such a standard is still very poor, but he even endured the dormitory of the training camp, so of course it is no problem to endure this apartment.

When going to the cafeteria to eat, Gu Feifei, who was alone, suddenly missed En Shiqi a little bit.

The male protagonist should have also gone to the border battlefield. I wonder if he was assigned to the 703 war zone like the original book?

☆, breaking the jar

day off.

Gu Feifei went to the training ground dedicated to Secret Service operatives to pass the time.

In the real world, the main personality has to do a lot of things every day, and has to spare two hours for the sub-personality to waste, so the pressure is quite high.

Now that he works in the Secret Service, his secondary personality can't come out, so his life is extremely relaxed and easy to handle.

A bit boring after relaxing.

By the way, why didn't En Shiqi write a letter to himself?

With this doubt, Gu Feifei went to the logistics office to ask if there was any letter of his own, but he still found nothing.

Do you want to inquire about it?

Well, I guess I need someone to help me.

Walking into the training ground of the Secret Service Division, Gu Feifei still applied for a high-intensity training course to practice his copycat killing gun.

Although many of the attacking skills of superhumans are more effective than thermal weapons, most superhumans still cannot do without thermal weapons.

With the physique of an extraordinary person, the effort required to manipulate a thermal weapon is not worth mentioning compared to the mental will required to use an extraordinary ability. Therefore, the shooting range in the training ground has always been very popular.

A small rifle, taken out of the space warehouse, holding the gun with one hand, raising it to aim, and attaching precision attack and burst damage effects at the moment the bullet is ejected——

boom!

The target in the distance exploded with a bang.

Gu Feifei shook his head, success is success, but the speed is not enough, unless the enemy is a fixed stone, otherwise the opponent will definitely dodge or counterattack.

Putting away the gun and going through the whole process in his mind, Gu Feifei tried again.

The combination of extraordinary skills consumes a lot of mental willpower. After finishing a box of bullets, he put away the gun and planned to rest for a while, but when he turned around, he found that there was someone behind him.

"Yo, what a coincidence." Gu Feifei greeted.

The person who came was Ren Zhuo, and he asked with a look of disgust, "What were you doing just now?"

"Practice the gun." Gu Feifei generously admitted, "Inspired by your God-killing Spear, I combined several skills. How about it? Isn't it similar?"

"It's pompous." Ren Zhuo commented disdainfully.

Gu Feifei wanted to stab Ren Zhuo a few words at first, but changed his attitude on second thought, and honestly said: "It will be better if you practice more."

His attitude was so humble that Ren Zhuo was a little surprised, and his face softened a little, "It's good that you know."

After speaking, Operator Ren planned to leave.

"Hey, Ren Yan." Gu Feifei got up and said, "Do me a favor, please?"

Ren Zhuo had an expression of "Why do you have the nerve to make a request to me", and at the same time became vigilant, "What can you help?"

Gu Feifei: "I had a friend in the training camp..."

Theoretically, the Secret Service Division supervises all the information of the extraordinary in the seventh area, and of course also includes the extraordinary who serve in the military aircraft division.

Gu Feifei had no way to join the job just now, but it was not a problem for Ren Zhuo to inquire about the battle sequence of a newly promoted superhuman.

It was just a little effort, but Gu Feifei was too embarrassed to mention it, but Ren Zhuo was too embarrassed to refuse.

So Operator Ren said, "Give me your name" with an expression of "Since you have asked me sincerely, then I will reluctantly help you."

After Ren Zhuo left, Gu Feifei practiced for a few more rounds before leaving the training center and returning to his residence.

Go to the cafeteria to eat, go to the service office to pick up the laundry, go back to the small one-person apartment, tidy up the room, store the clothes just brought back, take a shower, and fall headlong on the bed after the shower.

Before falling asleep, Gu Feifei practiced a few supernatural abilities with relatively little movement.

In the real world, the one or two hours before going to bed has always belonged to the sub-personality, but now that guy can't come out, the main personality can only find ways to pass the time by itself.

After some hard work, most of Gu Feihua's physical abilities have been upgraded to level 3, and other commonly used abilities have also been improved.

A higher level means greater power, and it also means more spiritual willpower to use.

Before going to bed, he exhausted his spiritual will by practicing supernatural abilities, and when the fatigue caused by the lack of spiritual will came, he would sleep with his head covered until dawn.

At 07:30 the next morning, Gu Feifei entered the internal restaurant on the second floor of the Secret Service Building.

The food standard of the Secret Service is higher than that of the training camp, but it is the same for the fastidious young master Gu, but he has been here for so long, and the problem of picky eaters has long been cured. His face remained unchanged.

I heard that Director Nie would come here to eat sometimes, but Gu Feifei never met him once.

They hadn't met each other since that day's job interview. Director Nie was aloof, and he had very little interaction with an ordinary operator.

Drinking some astringent coffee, Gu Feifei wondered if he should ask Jiang Jia after work to find out what it takes to become Director Nie's adjutant.

If you want to ensure that you can be by Nie Zheng's side when the plot of the last chapter happens, it is only possible with a position like an assistant or adjutant.

After drinking the coffee, Gu Feihua was about to get up and leave when he saw Nie Zheng inadvertently.

The man was sitting five or six meters away from his right front, facing sideways, enjoying his breakfast quite leisurely.

Hey, when did he come?

Picking up the empty coffee cup to cover half of his face, Operator Gu sneakily glanced at Director Nie.

Director Nie's appetite is super good, and Gu Fanfan ate a piece of barbecue, a piece of fried fish steak, a piece of seasonal vegetables wrapped in bread, and some slices of bread with butter.

This dining style can be called efficient. Although he eats a lot, he doesn't seem rushed at all.

Snapped--

With a flash of light, someone put down the dinner plate, and then pulled away the chair next to him.

Gu Feifei took a while to react, turned his head to look, and found that it was Ren Zhuo again, and was a little surprised. This was not the first time they met in a restaurant, but it was definitely the first time Ren Zhuo took the initiative to sit at a table with him.

Gu Feifei smiled when he thought of just asking someone to do something yesterday, "Morning."

"What are you looking at?" Ren Zhuo sat down.

"It's nothing." Gu Feifei pretended to drink the empty coffee.

Ren Zhuo raised his chin, with an expression of "this operator has already seen through everything": "You keep staring at the director, and treat everyone else as blind."

Gu Feifei was helpless: "I'll just take a look, is there any problem?"

"I advise you——" Ren Yan opened the sugar bowl on the table, and while adding sugar to his coffee cup, he warned: "Be quiet when you enter the Secret Service, and you can rest assured that whatever you love, anyway, the director There is no shortage of admirers, but you must remember that you must not affect your work because of emotional problems."

"When did I fall in love with the director? Do you mean the time in the ceasefire zone?" Gu Feifei frowned: "That was just worship, okay?"

"Worship?" Ren Zhuo let out a sigh, stirring the cup with one hand, and tapped his ear with the other, "You confessed yourself in public, and you also said that you fell in love with the director at first sight just by looking at the photos, and you have been thinking about it day and night..."

The expression on Gu Feifei's face cracked abruptly: "I didn't!"

The corner of Ren Zhuo's mouth twitched, with an expression of "it's shameless to say nothing", "So many of us have seen and heard it with our own eyes, it is impossible for you to deny it."

Suddenly, a light flashed in Gu Feifei's mind.

I was degraded by the system that night, and the sub-personality did have some IQ arrears, but no matter how outspoken it is, it is impossible to fabricate a history of secret love out of thin air, unless——

Opening the system interface, staring at the "all relevant words and deeds will be blocked and confused by the system" on the system rules, Gu Feifei fell into deep thought.

At that time, because the sub-personality was too excited to see the real Nie Zheng, it seemed that he had leaked the fact that he had traveled through time, and those contents must have been blocked by the system.

So after being blocked by the system, did the aborigines hear the beep-beep-beep noise reduction effect, or the tampered content?

Now the answer is self-evident.

According to the theory of subpersonality, "I like you" has a wide range of meanings and can be interpreted in various ways. It seems that it is not a big problem to interpret it as worship.

However, after being intervened by the system, "My favorite character is you" became "I fell in love with you at first sight when I saw your photo", "I wore it in a book" became "I long for you day and night", "I want to change the plot" became "I miss you so much".

Such a cheeky confession...how can I withdraw it?

Forget it.

Officer Gu wiped his face with his hand, broke the jar and said, "Well, even if I love the chief, don't worry, I can tell the difference, and it won't affect my work because of it—"

As he was talking, Gu Feifan noticed that Ren Zhuo had shifted his gaze, so he turned his head too, only to see Li Siwen standing beside him.

The assistant to the director had no expression on his face, but there was a faint chill all over his body.

What should I do if the confession behind the scenes is heard by irrelevant people?

Anyway, there are already many witnesses, and this one is not bad!

"Assistant Li, what's the matter?" Ren Zhuo asked.

Li Siwen nodded slightly, but his eyes stayed in Gu Feifan's direction, "Director, please ask Operator Gu to go over."

Ren Zhuo turned to look at Gu Feifei, Gu Feifei put down his coffee cup and got up, straightening his uniform coat at the same time, trying to calm down.

Not long ago, just a few minutes ago to be precise, Gu Feihua had a clear psychological advantage when facing all the aborigines of Qiongjing. Even if he saw Nie Zheng, he didn't panic at all.

However, now that this psychological advantage has been loosened, he is a little restless.

Director Nie had already finished eating at this time, and the cutlery on the table was also taken away. Seeing Gu Feihua walking over stiffly, he activated his emotional perception ability with a thought.

"Director." Gu Feifei stood still in front of the table.

Nie Zheng: "Sit."

"Yes." Gu Feifei pulled out the chair and sat down, sitting upright, watching his nose, nose and heart, not daring to move at all.

Like an ordinary and friendly boss, Director Nie asked, "How is it? Are you still used to working in the Secret Service?"

Gu Feifei didn't look sideways: "Very good."

Nie Zheng smiled: "If you encounter any difficulties in your work, you can bring them up."

"Thank you, Director, for your concern." Gu Feifei replied with a sullen face, "I don't have any difficulties."

It's completely like a person who refuses to be thousands of miles away.

Director Nie raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't been able to sense the other person's emotions, he would have thought that this person had something against him.

"Director, your coffee." Li Siwen stabbed in and put down a cup of coffee in front of Nie Zheng.

"It's [-]:[-] now." The assistant to the director looked down at his watch, the reminder in his words was obvious, and he almost said that the director, we still have business to do and don't waste time on this person.

Nie Zheng waved his hand lightly, without any other indication, so the assistant director had to retreat silently.

After Li Siwen got involved in this way, Gu Feifan's embarrassment went away a lot, and he boldly took aim at Nie Zheng.

Although the food standard of the Secret Service restaurant is average, the decoration is still good. There are huge floor-to-ceiling windows facing the outside, and the morning sun shines in, making everything very pleasing to the eye.

Director Nie leaned against the back of the seat, crossed his long legs, and sat in a rather casual posture, but there was an indescribable aura of majesty.

Out of nowhere, Gu Feifei thought of Ren Zhuo's phrase "The director has no shortage of admirers".

No shortage of admirers, does it mean that peach blossoms are flooding?

However, En Shiqi has no CP as the male lead, so where does Nie Zheng, a third-tier male supporting role, get his romance?

In Gu Feifei's ideal, Director Nie should be an arrogant and ruthless king, overturning clouds and rain, covering the sky with one hand, overwhelmed by external strength, and respected by others internally, making all living beings pay homage to him.

It is really unimaginable that Nie Zheng will have a long-term relationship with a strange character. Thinking of this, Gu Feihua's mood becomes a little complicated.

He said a few words in a neutral manner, and finally Director Nie finished his coffee and left, and Officer Gu got up to send him off respectfully.

Li Siwen appeared out of nowhere, caught up with Nie Zheng, and followed him out of the restaurant.

Seeing Li Siwen's back covering Nie Zheng, Gu Feifei remembered that the assistant director concealed his extraordinary ability.

Does Nie Zheng know about that?

If you know it, it's okay, if you don't know it, the problem will be big.

Returning to the original seat, Ren Zhuo was still there, and asked with a look of watching the show: "What did you say to the director?"

Gu Feifei shook his head subconsciously: "Nothing?"

Ren Zhuo rolled his eyes, picked up his plate and left, and Gu Feifei also picked up his plate and followed after seeing this, "By the way, do you know why our chief doesn't have an adjutant?"

Ren Zhuo turned to look at Gu Feifan, showing a malicious smile, "There were a few before, but they all died later."

Gu Feifei: "Huh?"

"It is said that one was bought by other districts, and he was dragged and shot after being found out, and there were others with malicious intentions behind—" Ren Zhuo made a gesture of cutting his throat, "He was killed by the director himself."

☆、There is no heroine in this article

The basement floor of the Secret Service headquarters building.

This is the most frightening place of the Secret Service Division of the Seventh District. There are all kinds of cells, torture rooms, and morgues. It is said that once you come, you can't leave.

As soon as the elevator opened, the corridor outside was unusual, cold, gloomy, dimly lit, and the temperature was much lower.

Ren Zhuo first took Gu Feifei to the morgue.

The area inside is very large, with a row of metal cabinets against the wall, and beyond that are several dissecting tables, with all kinds of instruments, tools, and sinks.

There were things on the dissecting table, even though they were covered by white cloth, Gu Feifei still recognized what they were.

In front of the sink next to the dissecting table, a hunched man was bending over to wash things.

Noticing the arrival of the two operators, the man turned off the faucet, turned around and put the metal instruments of various shapes in his hand on a tray, and then grabbed a towel to wipe his hands.

"Old Qi, did you find anything?" Ren Zhuo asked straight to the point.

"No." The man named Lao Qi shook his head, "male, about 25 to 30 years old, ordinary mainlander race, no tattoos, scars or obvious marks on his body, the contents of his stomach are emaciated, it is impossible to judge the last meal before his death what."

Lao Qi was about forty years old, and his pale complexion was very suitable for his work. After wiping his hands, he went to one of the dissecting tables and lifted up the white cloth.

What was lying on the table was indeed a dead body, naked, and even its hair had been shaved.

There are still a few big openings on the torso of the corpse, and it can be seen that the ribs have been cut off. Although it has been barely put back together at this time, the visual effect is still quite horrifying.

Ren Zhuo looked at Gu Feifei, gloating a little, "What, are you afraid?"

Gu Feifei was expressionless: "You think too much."

After leaving the morgue, Ren Zhuo took Gu Feifei to the torture room, which could only be reached through the gate of the morgue.

It is conceivable how much psychological pressure a suspect must endure when he is escorted through this section of the road by the wolf-like Secret Service operatives.

However, ordinary suspects do not need this treatment, and those who enjoy the advanced package are all superhumans.

"We installed a mental separator in our torture room." Ren Zhuo said quite proudly: "That machine is the nemesis of supernatural beings. It is used for torture, and the effect is very obvious."

Gu Feifei: "What effect?"

"Hehe." Operator Ren smiled with ulterior motives, "I heard that the process of being separated from one's mind and will is similar to seeing one's own body being crushed inch by inch. If you are interested, you can try it yourself."

Officer Gu: "Thank you for reminding me."

"Fortunately, the Regional Federation has an agreement that this kind of thing is not allowed to appear on the battlefield, otherwise I don't know how to fight the Transcendent Sequence battle." Ren Zhuo said again.

"Is there such an agreement?" Gu Feifei asked, "Don't you think the agreement is unreasonable?"

"What's unreasonable?"

"Using all means to win is the basic principle of war. Since the mental separator is so easy to use, why can't it be used on the battlefield?"

Ren Zhuo was questioned.

The use of mental separators on the battlefield is not allowed, of course, to allow more extraordinary people to join the battle, thereby consuming the compensatory effect of the mirror world.

However, Gu Feihua couldn't say this information, who knew how it would be confused by the system.

He felt that Operator Ren's brain capacity was limited, and he probably couldn't imagine it to that extent, so he heheed twice and didn't say anything more.

After passing through several heavily guarded gates, the two officers formally entered the torture room, and they were greeted by a tired Qiao Li.

Officer Qiao worked overtime all night to make a surprise interrogation of a criminal captured yesterday.

"I didn't say anything." Officer Qiao shook his head, "I guess I was given some psychological hint before coming here, and the conventional method doesn't work."

"Have you applied for a separator?"

"Just reported to the director, he will bring people from the technical department over later."

The technical department in the Secret Service is generally composed of unfounded transcendents with relatively limited abilities. Although their combat effectiveness is weak, they can sometimes play unexpected roles. Each operational department will apply for support from the technical department if necessary.

The technicians who came this time are superhumans with psychic abilities. The ability is to read consciousness, and it works well with the mental separator.

The prisoners who were originally held in regular cells were transferred to a room equipped with a mental separator. The room was not big, and half of the area was occupied by some strange equipment.

In the center of the room is a stainless steel reclining chair that looks very strong. There are many metal components around the chair, which are obviously used to confine the user.

A cone-shaped probe extends from the ceiling above, and the tip of the cone points directly in the direction of the head of the recliner.

The prisoner was a tall man, and he should have been strong in the first place, but at this moment, he didn't know if he had been injected with some medicine, and he was a little dazed. Although he knew how to struggle, the resistance was weak.

After his hands, feet, waist and neck were bound by metal parts, he couldn't even move.

When the operation operators were in charge of immobilizing the prisoner, the internal staff of the technical department said to Ji Sijie:

"Director Ji, the prisoner's mental will evaluation is two grades higher than mine. At least 30% of my consciousness needs to be separated before my consciousness can be successfully read. According to previous experience, this is very likely to lead to the death of the prisoner."

"Use it." Ji Sijie didn't care, "Be sure to get as many clues as possible."

Everyone except the prisoner left the torture room.

Because the mental separator is too dangerous, even if the separation range is limited, everyone will not stay inside when the machine is started. The console that controls the separator is outside, and there is monitoring to grasp the situation inside in real time.

Qiao Li was in charge of controlling the machine. He discussed with the internal staff to determine the intensity and time.

The torture begins.

It can be seen through the surveillance camera that the prisoner lying inside trembled first, then struggled and twisted, and finally became convulsed and convulsed, as if he was experiencing great pain. At the same time, his mouth kept opening and closing, screaming for something.

Since the monitoring does not have sound, it cannot be heard outside.

After 1 minute, the prisoner's body began to stiffen, and blood flowed from his eyes, nostrils and ears.

Qiao Li turned off the machine, and Ji Sijie and the internal staff entered the torture room. Perhaps because the content of the torture needed to be kept secret, neither Ren Zhuo nor Gu Feifei were called in.

Operator Gu was a little regretful, not because he was interested in the plight of the prisoner, but because he couldn't activate the consciousness reading skills of the internal staff through the monitoring.

Consciousness reading seems to be a very useful ability, but I heard that the ability is easy to be detected and blocked when used on superhumans.

Seeing that Gu Feifei was frowning tightly, Ren Zhuo asked, "Hey, are you scared?"

Gu Feifei was still thinking about something, and subconsciously answered, "What?"

"Without the baptism of the border battlefield, the psychological endurance is too weak." Operator Ren shook his head.

Gu Feifei then withdrew his attention, and asked following Ren Zhuo's topic: "Are all the operations officers in the department transferred from the border battlefield?"

"For the most part, the director will go to various places every year to inspect, and he will bring back the ones he likes. There are also those who have applied for it or recommended by the legion." Ren Zhuo said: "We ceased fire with the eighth district five years ago, and there are many people in 708 Redistribution, Qiao Li and Deng Ting came in at that time."

Gu Feifei: "Then what about you, which war zone are you from?"

Ren Zhuo paused: "I'm different from you."

Gu Feifei didn't understand. If this person was also transferred from the Frontier Corps to the Secret Service Division, all he had to do was answer the number of the Corps he originally belonged to. What does Gu Feifei mean by this?

But he just asked casually, and if Ren Zhuo didn't say anything, he threw it aside.

Gu Feihua didn't pay much attention to the rest of the matter, he had no interest in exploring the conspiracies and tricks in the mirror world, and of course no one expected him, a rookie, to do anything.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Ren Zhuo threw over a note. Gu Feifei opened it and found that it was En Shiqi's battle sequence.

Like the original book, the hero is assigned to the 703 war zone.

Coincidentally, the sub-personality has been clamoring to write letters to the male lead these days.

Ten days later, in the 703 war zone in the southwest of Zenith City, when a combat team dragged their weary pace back to the camp, someone shouted to one of the tall and thin teenagers: "En Shiqi, I have your letter!"

The boy froze in place, and it took two seconds before he strode towards the information officer in the base, and took a white envelope with his hand.

The words on the envelope were quite beautiful, and En Shiqi recognized who those characters belonged to at a glance.

【Seventeen, you broke your promise. 】

[You said you would write me a letter, but I waited and waited but couldn’t wait. Is it so difficult to write the address of the headquarters building of the Secret Service in Summit City? 】

【I think you should still be angry with me. 】

[Hey, of course you can be angry, I know it is difficult for you to have no complaints in your heart. 】

[So I can only write to you. In order to find out your battle order, I deliberately pulled my face and asked Ren Zhuo. 】

【That's right, Ren Zhuo is the domineering, arrogant bad guy who even shot me with a gun. 】

[But don't worry, I didn't suffer a lot. 】

【Once I get your contact information, I will write to you as soon as possible. It is still working time. 】

[By the way, I wrote so much nonsense and didn't say hello to you, but I'm sure you'll be fine, or you can think that I have mastered some kind of big prophecy. 】

[Yes, I am very sure that this experience of Rong Jisi is an important part of your growth process. One day, you will become the most powerful transcendent in the entire sky mirror. 】

[I can't say more about the specifics. If I say too much, I will be struck by lightning. Really, I won't lie to you. 】

[PS: I will write to you every week in the future. 】

[PPS: It doesn't matter if you don't reply. 】

【——Your extraordinary brother will always be your extraordinary brother】

This unexpected letter was only one page, with a total of more than 300 words, but the boy read it for a long time, until someone shouted at him from a distance.

"En Shiqi, what are you doing? Come here!"

The boy didn't answer, he carefully folded the letter and put it back into the envelope, then opened the zipper of the combat uniform, and slowly stuffed the envelope into the inner pocket.

Not long, he thought.

Because, he found a more convenient way.

【Writer's words】

[Gu Lulu: Remind those who buy stocks, there is no heroine in this article, so stop guessing! PS. This article will not be gay, my son went straight to the sky! 】

☆, seize the opportunity

The dome mirror calendar is December 2479, 4.

Ji Sijie entered the office on the seventh floor of the headquarters building, and after a few minutes, he called Qiao Li and asked the latter to notify the designated operators to the meeting room, and Gu Feifei was among them.

"What happened?" Gu Feifei asked Qiao Li.

Qiao Li said he didn't know, "Short notice, there should be a task."

Seeing that he couldn't get out of the question, Gu Feihua didn't bother, and went to the conference room to find a seat to sit down.

There were a total of ten or so people present at the meeting, and when they were all present, Ji Sijie also came.

Director Ji was very straightforward, and he focused on the key points when he came up: "The director is going to Qianshan Island next week. This time, we will send ten people from each of the second divisions. Is there any problem?"

Gu Feifei was still wondering where "Thousand Mountain Island" was, and Ren Zhuo had already asked, "The director is going to visit the scene?"

Ji Sijie: "This year's competition has undergone major adjustments, and the competition agreement needs to be re-signed, so all regions will send high-level officials there."

After listening, Gu Feifei understood what was going on.

Of course, he knows about this competition. The "Battle Royale" in the name of competitive competition is one of the methods used by the government of the [-]th district of Qiongjing to consume extraordinary people.

However, what Gu Feifei is familiar with is the next one, which is the one that Enshiqiu will participate in next year. This year's one has little to do with the male protagonist, so the original book didn't mention it much.

The only thing Gu Feifei was sure of was that the last surviving team in this competition was not from the seventh district.

At the beginning, Gu Feifei really didn't think that this match had anything to do with him, it was just a rare opportunity to go on a long-distance business trip, where he could change the environment and breathe.

Then he remembered that En Shiqi was going to participate in the competition next year, so he went to find out the situation first, maybe he could compile a strategy, which might be useful at that time.

After getting off work that day, Gu Feifei wrote another letter to En Shiqi, informing him that he was going on a business trip.

Although he never received a reply, he still kept his promise and insisted on sending letters once a week. Of course, most of the contents of the letter came from the instruction of the sub-personality.

Life is so boring now, I have to find something to do.

After a long time, in fact, he also kind of missed the boy who always followed behind him.

Three days later, in the morning.

Subpersonality: Remember, it is important to sleep as soon as you are in the hive.

Main personality: Don't do anything out of line.

Subpersonality: Don't worry, my only wish is to take a look at Nie Zheng in a sober state.

Main character: Is it enough to just look at it?

Sub-personality: So what if you are not satisfied, a total of ten seconds, what can you do? !

The secondary personality is well planned.

On a business trip with the director = living in a confined space with Nie Zheng

As long as the distance between the two is close enough, there is still more than ten seconds of online time for a face-to-face meeting.

For this plan, the sub-personality is being soft-hearted, asking the main personality to stay up all night the night before to ensure that he will not get enough sleep this morning.

After the internal discussion, Gu Feifei (the main character) got up and took a shower.

It took 10 minutes to finish washing and dressing. Before seven o'clock, he went out early, empty-handed, very relaxed.

The salute was packed the night before, and it had already been put into the space warehouse.

When he joined the Secret Service, Gu Feifei "truthfully" declared his extraordinary skills.

Except for the complete concealment of the time department and the spirit department, the abilities of other departments only select the necessary declarations, and those that are not commonly used, not obvious, and weak, are all regarded as not having.

The abilities of physique and nature are fine, but too many abilities of space and rules will be very eye-catching.

Guiding marks and hidden knives are the main means of combat and must be declared.

Space Warehouse is so convenient, I am reluctant not to report it.

The portal is not very useful, so keep it a secret first, and if you want to use it in the future, it is said to be a temporary comprehension. Although temporary comprehension is rare, it is not impossible...

Seven fifty in the morning.

Two Hives are parked on the apron [-] of the Secret Service headquarters.

From the perspective of aerodynamics, the hexagonal aircraft is of course very unreasonable, but in the overhead world, everything is up to the author.

"Ah——" Gu Feifei looked at the two beehives and yawned, tearing his eyes.

Tragedy, now seeing that the probability of riding with Nie Zheng is only 50%, this night may be in vain.

"Yawning, what did you do last night?" Ren Zhuo asked with a straight face.

Gu Feifei wiped his face: "Practice skills, it's the imitation version of the God-killing Spear, I'll try to add some other skills to it."

"It's useless." Ren Zhuo was both disdainful and proud, and the corners of his mouth were crooked. "There are so many bells and whistles, and it's nothing if you can't increase your speed."

Because he was amused by the rookie's clumsy imitation, Operator Ren was in a good mood. When Gu Feifei asked "Which beehive shall we ride in later", he kindly answered.

"Plane No. [-], the special plane of the director."

At exactly eight o'clock, Director Nie and his assistant arrived just in time.

After all the people arrived, Director Nie took the lead to board the gangway, and the others filed in.

Ren Zhuo was right, the operators of Operation [-] took advantage of Director Nie and took the remodeled No. [-] aircraft.

It is said that the honeycomb was originally designed as a heavy bomber, so the internal capacity and load data are very impressive.

The No. [-] aircraft is used as the director's business jet. The internal structure and decoration have been changed, and several areas are divided inside. In addition to the independent driver's cab, there is also a small office belonging to Nie Zheng. Seats are arranged in the remaining area, which can seat ten Several people.

After Nie Zheng boarded the hive, he went to the driver's cab for a tour, and then entered his office. After that, except for Li Siwen who went in to deliver tea, the door of that office was never opened again.

Gu Feifei sat at the closest position to the cabin door, looked at the metal barrier that could not be penetrated by sight, and was sure that his night was 100% in vain.

I don't know how the secondary personality will feel after it goes online.

The extremely sleepy Gu Feifei closed his eyes and tilted his head,