I’ve thought about it, do you have time to listen to it?”

Bai Ling's voice finally reached his ears. Liu Xiao retracted his gaze towards the night sky and put down his coffee cup. "It's not like you can't see what I'm doing."

"Basic etiquette still needs to be followed."

Bai Ling said seriously. "The earth now seems peaceful, but in fact it has already been undercurrents. One very important reason why it can maintain its current state is that the Origin Trial has not ended yet. This means that those who can finally stay at the Origin

There is no final shape for the transformers, and these transformers will be the future of each country and force, and will also be the final weight that determines the balance of strength."

Liu Xiao nodded silently. He had never thought about this. "Once the Origin Trial is over, based on my analysis and judgment, the world will enter a period of explosive conflict, the conflict between the lost and ordinary people, and the conflict between the country and the forces."

Contradictions, even those between the lost and the transformed, will break out in a concentrated manner, and real change will come. Every group, every country, every trend

Each force has its own core demands. The Lost want to obtain energy crystals, separate their own kingdoms, and want ordinary people to obey their orders. The country wants to control more resources, control more combat power, and obtain more star field technology.

and knowledge, and the forces are more complicated. If they want to obtain the merits of the galactic order, they need to maintain their own inheritance and deterrence, and at the same time be the party that has the most contact with star civilization."

"Taken together, the point of contention for all parties is people, the transformed people who are still at the original point. Therefore, war is almost inevitable."

"Although you asked me to think about freeing items to gain greater value, the expression of value must be determined based on the future direction of the world."

"So, I think it is necessary for you to have your own combat team. When you are not on Earth, they can protect your home and be your support when you return to Earth."

Bai Ling's words left Liu Xiao speechless for a long time. He originally thought that Bai Ling would calculate an economic account for him and allow him to obtain sufficient profits. Unexpectedly, his liaison officer actually thought so profoundly. "The country allows us to have our own

Team?"

Liu Xiao always felt that the homeland Bailing mentioned meant more than just homeland. "Throughout China for thousands of years, there have been countless local forces or family private soldiers fighting for the country and the family. Why should the country oppose the existence of a team that defends the homeland?

?”

Bai Ling asked back. "I understand, but to establish such an armed combat force, we need to be composed of completely trustworthy personnel. Where can I find such a group of people?"

Liu Xiao asked himself if there was no suitable candidate in his circle of friends. "This is indeed a problem, but as long as you decide to do this, I think the organization will definitely plan for you, and you should be able to find someone in Qiantang or even the entire Zhejiang Province."

Some lost ones, after all, your current appeal is not that great."

"hehe."

Liu Xiao laughed twice, and the word "Fahai" seemed to float above his head out of thin air. "Let me think about it. Are you sure the country will support me in doing this?"

"The country needs you to do this."

Bai Ling said bluntly, "I understand."

This answer is actually not what Liu Xiao wants to hear, because it means that the country has predicted that the crisis is coming, and may even have to rely on private power. "You think about it, of course, these are just my thoughts and suggestions.

, you don’t have to do what I say.”

Bai Ling added, "I've finished thinking about it."

Liu Xiao followed closely and said, "So fast?"

"Then why should we be slow? I'm not a donkey of the production team."

"...Then what's the result?"

"As you said, we will start looking for suitable team candidates immediately, but the selection scope can be expanded. It does not necessarily only need to be lost people. Those with fighting, archery and cold weapon combat skills can also be used, but the first requirement is that the character must be certain

To pass the test and hold on to the bottom line, what we need is a sheepdog, not a sheepwolf.”

"Although your metaphor is a bit ugly, it is quite appropriate."

Bai Ling smiled and joked, "Then I'll start taking care of it right away!"

"Okay, I will also start at the same time."

Liu Xiao said in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?"

Bai Ling asked curiously. "Just take a look."

..."Dear friends, I am doing a live broadcast for you by the West Lake right now. Yes, it is the West Lake in Qiantang. There were a lot of murders in this area last night. What? Why are there so many people around, haha,

Because the divine Qiantang has been completely destroyed, the security issue of Qiantang has been

Solved, otherwise how could I dare to stand here. I know everyone is very concerned about the situation here. I just took the high-speed rail here in the afternoon. Thank you! Thank you to this anchor who loves to eat shit. Thank you boss! The anchor does not like to eat shit.

Ah, let me make a statement first. I am going to interview a few Qiantang locals right now."

Beside Qiantang West Lake, the crowd is bustling, and a well-known anchor is doing a live broadcast, preparing to generate a wave of traffic. "Miss, I'm sorry, I am an anchor, I am live broadcasting, and I want to interview you."

The anchor stopped a girl and said with a smile. The girl didn't refuse. She nodded blankly and glanced at the anchor's mobile phone screen. There were hundreds of people online. She subconsciously combed her hair. "We all know last night.

A big event happened in Qiantang. A mysterious transformer single-handedly wiped out a lost force here. As a native of Qiantang, what do you think of this?"

"Of course it's very satisfying. Those people are very bad, very bad."

The girl said angrily, "I have a best friend who had a serious car accident last month because of these people racing on the street. She is still lying in the hospital!"

The anchor nodded heavily, obviously very satisfied with the girl's answer. "Thank you, Old Antique, for the light sign! Thank you, boss! The boss is really particular about giving gifts first and then asking questions. It's about Blood Clothes. What do you locals think of Blood Clothes, a metamorphosis person?"

The girl's expression was serious, "Xueyi is the hero of all of us Qiantang people, and we deserve it. He did something that no one dared to do."

The number of people online has been increasing, although it is not much. "Yes! People all over the country want to know about Xueyi now. Is there anything you can share with us about him?"

The girl pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said, "He is very handsome and has a good figure."

"..." The anchor was speechless for a moment, but when he saw a few people in the live broadcast room actually starting to buy gifts, he instantly noticed the topic that netizens were paying attention to. "There are only a few blurry photos on the Internet now, and the shooting angles are also different.

No, how do you know he is handsome?" The girl seemed to be very interested in the topic of blood clothes. She smiled sweetly and said, "He only appeared for a short time. Maybe there were witnesses.

It disappeared before I even had time to take out my phone. It’s good to be able to take a picture, but many of us Qiantang people have seen it with our own eyes. There is a cleaning lady in our company, and she happened to see it on a window sill of her home last night.

Xue Yi, I heard her say that Xue Yi is very handsome, and he is still handsome in a melancholy way. My aunt was moved at that time, saying that Xue Yi is a hundred times more attractive than those little fresh guys on TV."

There are already thousands of people in the live broadcast room. The anchor's heart is beating fast and the screen is filled with "Continue! Don't stop!"

, more and more people are buying gifts. “What you said is not entirely right!”

A middle-aged woman who was joining in the fun entered the live broadcast screen, with an expression that said I had inside information, and said seriously, "Let me tell you, Xueyi is not the kind of melancholy handsome, but the appearance of an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world, and

He has thousands of faces, and different people will have different looks when they see him. I am not just telling you this. Two security guards in our community saw it with their own eyes. The bloody clothes they saw looked completely different."

The anchor was in a state of ecstasy, because the number of people in the anchor room had exceeded 2,000, and everyone paid more attention to the blood clothes than he imagined. "Oh, you like the blood clothes so much?"

The middle-aged woman glanced at the netizen's speech in the live broadcast room and said disdainfully, "Don't think about it. The bloody clothes belong to us Qiantang people no matter what. You outsiders can't possibly steal our Qiantang girls. If I could be 10 years younger, I would

I am definitely obsessed with him. Who doesn’t love such a great hero? Aren’t beauties worthy of heroes?”

"Haha, this sister, it's not necessarily what you said. Female netizens across the country must have a chance."

The anchor didn't want to offend the female netizens from other places, so he hurriedly came out to smooth things over. This sentence instantly attracted a lot of gifts from female netizens. Seeing that the anchor was calm on the outside, he was already happy inside. He was more than ten meters away from them.

A young man got out of the taxi, walked through the crowded West Lake Pedestrian Street, walked into a bush, and disappeared

Out of sight. Liu Xiao was standing on the huge sycamore tree, his whole body covered in blood, like the murderous god last night. He put a mask on his face, then jumped up and landed on a street lamp in the pedestrian street.

He put his hands behind his back and waited quietly. In the live broadcast room, a netizen posted, "Look! Look! What's on that street lamp!!"

No one paid attention at first, but soon, more and more people began to frantically scroll the screen! "Blood clothes! Blood clothes are behind you!!"

"Turn around quickly, Xue Yi is right behind you!"

The anchor also noticed something unusual in the live broadcast room. He quickly turned back and looked for the so-called street lamp. When his eyes moved up along a street lamp and finally settled on a height of more than ten meters, he froze and mouthed.
Chapter completed!