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"Hello, this is Ye Cheng."

"..."

Obviously it was the other party who called, but there was no sound at all. Such behavior is very impolite no matter how you look at it.

"Ha..." Ye Cheng sighed, "I thought your call was coming. When did you come back to life?"

"The idea of ​​resurrection is not accurate. We have not really died. The process of death has been terminated."

That's right, the dead cannot be resurrected, this is a taboo of magic and science that must never be touched.But so far, haven't there been such rituals as the Seven Star Continuing Life Ceremony and the Taishan Mansion Monarch Ceremony?

Rather than saying it was a resurrection, it was more like a cover-up under specific preliminary preparations.Feedback the dead state to the world by mistake, wait for the end of the fatal act, and then heal the body alone and return the soul temporarily sleeping in the spiritual vein... and so on.

To be honest, Ye Cheng didn't understand the specific process, because he never thought about resurrecting anyone.Even in the business field, when encountering such a thing, they always refuse it with such a casual reason as "even if you give money, there are things you can't do."

However, one thing is clear.

"There is a gorgeous spiritual vein hidden under the big c, which really surprised me, it's different from what is said on the map~"

Originally, the spiritual veins are actually fixed underground or in the sky, and the direction of natural energy flow is almost impossible to change with human power.

But C University, which was supposed to be empty... No, there is a spiritual vein hidden under this city that has not been publicly marked.

"Is that specially prepared for the sandbox game of C University?"

The so-called special preparation refers to an event like this one—a destructive ending that led to the complete annihilation of the elites participating in the game.After all, sandbox games are simulations, and ordinary people are fine. If this leads to the loss of elite combat power, the "meaningless organization" will not easily agree.

"..."

Silent, but Ye Cheng seemed to be able to see the frowning expression of the other party. Thinking of this, Ye Cheng couldn't help but feel a burst of joy.

"Sure enough, brother's goal is not to kill me but the spiritual vein?" Ye Yue said in a very calm tone, "In this way, all the points will be connected."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Teacher Ye Yue?"

Ye Cheng, as always, did not use the word "brother" to refer to Ye Yue.

"Are you going to continue pretending even now?"

Ye Yue's words were mixed with some emotions that he had never had before, which made Ye Cheng's eardrums feel tingling.

"Bai Anshun has already admitted that you are influencing the sandbox game."

Ye Cheng tightly squeezed the hand holding the phone, and his eyes darkened behind the glasses.

"So, what did he say?"

"He didn't explain the details clearly, but at least you must have affected his prediction to a certain extent."

Did you only say so much...?

Ye Cheng secretly laughed in his heart. Could it be that Bai Anshun still expects him to complete his deal with him?

"It must be terrible to say that? Because I didn't do anything at all~ Even if it was written and handed over to the higher-ups, the organization wouldn't believe it, right?"

"That's right."

What surprised Ye Cheng was that Ye Yue did not deny this, but instead looked very distressed, and that tone made Ye Cheng very uncomfortable.

It's almost like being coquettish to him...

No, no matter how you say it, no policeman would act coquettishly and ask the prisoner to surrender, let alone...Ye Yue.

"Speaking of which, if that's the case, what are you going to do with that kid?"

"Bai Anshun? The detailed report has been handed over to the higher-ups, and the final result has not yet come down. Now it is in a state of confinement... under the jurisdiction of Du Juan."

Sure enough, it was as expected. In this case, Bai Anshun basically meant to end early—Ye Cheng was thinking this way—after all, the cost of finding a way to rescue him from Ye Yue is not as good as investing in other places make up.

"Then, will it be the same for me?"

Ye Yue asked tentatively.

"..." After a brief silence, Ye Yue said, "No, I think there is still insufficient evidence to directly accuse you of interfering in the sandbox game. It's just... I am also writing the report on this accident .About your violation of the rules and contact with Miss Funeral Song..."

"Wait a minute... What are you talking about breaking the rules and contacting the funeral song? If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago, right?"

"That's true. Regarding this point, I have to thank Mr. Ye Cheng both personally and on behalf of the C Great Sand Table Committee. But..." Ye Yue changed the subject, "Although the result is correct, but in the process , Any unauthorized contact with the funeral song is considered a violation, this is not something I can judge, it should be left to the upper echelons of the "meaningless organization" to make a decision."

Ye Cheng felt a little funny that the weird creature called PrfectRuleJudgement on the phone would think that there were things that he couldn't judge right from wrong.Could it be that Ye Yue with the poker face of ten thousand years has finally learned how to tell jokes?

"Of course, on how to stop Miss Funeral Song, can I ask Teacher Ye Cheng to assist me?"

"No, no..."

Ye Cheng refused with a smile. Although he didn't laugh out loud, the joy in his tone seemed to pass through the telephone wire, allowing Ye Yue to see that smug smile.

Originally, this was the joy of Ye Cheng waiting for this call.

"My ability can be regarded as the content designated by the national seal, right? If so, how can I easily write the method of fighting in the report?"

"I don't think confidentiality clauses apply at times like this..."

"The rules are written there in black and white, how to use them is my freedom, right?"

Ye Cheng's face was full of smiles, admiring Ye Yue's frown out of thin air.

"If you do this... I will be very troubled, brother..."

Eh……?

This time it was almost undisguised, Ye Yue's tone didn't sound like a professional relationship, or even the stiff personal relationship between them for many years, but like a real brother.

"I don't want to push my brother into a corner."

Ye Cheng sat up from the sofa, feeling a chill all over his body. He didn't want to admit that the person on the other end of the phone would say such a thing.

"According to my calculations, Teacher Ye Cheng's salary income and financial income in these years are about xxxxxx million yuan. Then calculate according to the measurement of Teacher Ye Cheng's ability in "Organizations with No Meaning", that is, the utilization efficiency of funds In other words, the high-level spells that Mr. Ye Cheng can use are actually very limited. From the perspective of the role of the chief executive, I don't think Mr. Ye Cheng has the ability to compete with Miss Funeral Song, that is to say..."

If Ye Cheng hadn't concealed the assets he held, there was a tacit understanding between Ye Cheng and the funeral song.No matter what kind of result it is, it is enough to completely make Ye Cheng the enemy of the "meaningless organization".

This is already an almost obvious answer. Although it cannot be used as sufficient evidence, if it is written like this in the report, it is enough to attract organizational suspicion, and multiple political scrutiny will follow.In this case, the plan will not be able to proceed.

But Ye Yue hesitated when he came to a conclusion, as if he was looking at Ye Cheng with sincere eyes in silence.

"Stop joking!" Ye Cheng lowered his voice, and his voice was full of uncontrollable anger, "You think you are mine, why should I listen to your threats. I was originally the peripheral support of the sandbox game C , In that case, what you can do is of course, and you can write whatever you want about the report, and it has nothing to do with me.”

"..."

After a moment of silence, Ye Yue's disappointed voice came,

"That's natural...brother."

The signal tone echoed from the hung up phone, which made Ye Cheng extremely anxious for some reason.

"hateful……!"

Ye Cheng angrily threw his phone against the wall, smashing the huge mirror in the living room, and the fragments of the mirror shone like stars.Then, in the next moment, it was restored to its integrity like a reverse flow of time, and the broken mobile phone was gradually restored.

--why?

Ye Cheng didn't understand why he was so angry. Obviously that guy bowed his head to him, but he still made people so angry, so angry that he even wanted to destroy it immediately.

At this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door from the entrance.

Ye Cheng, who was still gnashing his teeth, ignored the knocking on the door, and soon the knocking on the door rose to the level of smashing the door.

Ye Cheng walked through the living room full of anger, and opened the door with all his might.

Standing outside the door was Luo Haofeng who had just been driven back by him.

"You bastard..."

Just as Ye Cheng was about to have an attack, he found that Luo Haofeng's eyes were also bloodshot from anger.

"It's running out of time, let's start the special training today, I'm going to beat that guy up."

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