"Are you saying that this large-scale meteorological disaster in Xinhai City may contain the threat of super-spec alien species?"

Wang Wei, who was originally sitting in his seat, was looking at Bai Ling on the screen, with a slightly relaxed expression on his face.

"Yes," Bering said expressionlessly, "and it is very likely that it will be more troublesome than we thought."

More troublesome than imagined?

Hearing this, Wang Weizheng's eyes gradually sharpened: "Who is it?"

After two seconds of silence, Bering on the screen said calmly: "'Pale Lady'."

"I don't know if Director Wang has heard of this name, but I can tell you clearly - that monster is definitely not comparable to an ordinary 'disaster'," he said. "Preliminary estimates suggest that her level should be as high as

'Starscream' is the equivalent."

Bering's voice fell.

Wang Weizheng's eyes gradually became sharper: "Starscream...is that guy who Qi Guang had a hard time dealing with before?"

Nearly a month has passed since the incident in Yanxia Mountain, and he has basically heard all the relevant information from the parties involved. Whether it was the "Human Watch" who participated in the betrayal at that time, Xun Mo who was secretly transferred there, or Qi Guang

Wang Weizheng found out the "Starscream" he met along the way, who seemed to have a lot to do with the Countermeasures Bureau, from the files that were collected by all parties afterwards.

So his understanding of "Starscream" is understandable.

Although he does not know as many secrets about the monster as Qi Guang does, Wang Weizheng at least has a preliminary understanding of the strength of "Starscream".

Probably not below him!

This is quite a high evaluation. You must know that Wang Weizheng is currently able to fight with several "disaster" level monsters. If Starscream is really the same as him, it means that there are still alien species that people were completely unaware of in the past.

Familiar high-end combat power!

And now judging from Bering's words, he may not be the only one with the same specifications as Starscream!

"Yes," Bering's voice was calm, "and she may be more difficult to deal with than Starscream."

"Even from the perspective of the future, I haven't been able to learn enough information. If Starscream can still be traced, then the existence of the pale lady is like a thin veil, existing here, but

It’s impossible to discern what’s underneath.”

Bering said bluntly: "So we may need the assistance of the Countermeasures Bureau for this operation."

After hearing Bai Ling's request, Wang Wei's eyes changed slightly when he looked at him.

He sat on the chair and stared at the indifferent Bering on the screen. After a moment of silence, he said: "I understand."

"If there are signs of super-standard alien species, then we will jump into battle as soon as possible," he said. "At the same time, please ensure that you use the prophet's ability to assist."

Hearing this, Bering nodded slightly: "Of course, I don't intend to see the pale lady wreaking havoc in Xinhai."

"For intelligence reasons, the only thing I can reveal at the moment is one thing," Bering's eyes showed no wavering. "That is one of the abilities of the pale lady, which may be related to space."

"She may have brought some people into the New Sea under our noses without us noticing. This is probably the only known information at present. If there are any updates to the subsequent information, I will notify you as soon as possible.

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Wang Weizheng nodded: "I understand."

After saying this, he turned off the phone screen.

The man next to him poked his head out and said, "Is this the person you are talking about?"

Wang Wei was looking at the man, and for the first time, his originally calm face showed an expression similar to "can't hold it tight".

Looking at that person, Wang Weizheng's voice wavered slightly: "What are you doing?"

The man he was questioning held a mobile phone in his left hand, pressed the mouse with his right hand, stepped on the tablet with his left foot, and pressed the handheld device with his right foot. His twenty fingers on both hands and feet were as nimble as gears in a factory.

Wang Weizheng could clearly see that the computer screen of this guy was an online battle game, the mobile phone was a well-known mobile game, Galgame was on the tablet, and the handheld device was hanging there and playing games.

In addition, there is a TV in front of this guy. On the screen is a two-dimensional girl whose clothes are no better than pieces of paper. At the moment, the girl is saying softly in a sweet voice: "Thank you 'Mr. Xun' for sending

A hundred rockets, thank you very much..."

As if he didn't notice that Wang Wei was on the verge of bursting into anger, the young man said casually: "Don't you see? Just go about your daily life."

As he spoke, he seemed to be worried, but he was still complaining over there: "Hey, you don't know, I recently found a good game and watched a good TV series. There is really not enough time. Over there on the peninsula

I’m almost bored to death. It’s rare that we have wireless network back here. I have to finish all the activities I haven’t done in this time in a week...ah, what the hell?!”

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Weizheng cut off the power in the room and turned off the WiFi nearby.

Watching computers, TVs, and handheld consoles change from vivid colors to inorganic black, the young man felt like crying: "I still have three big events, five small copies, seven material games, and two grading games."

The game is not over yet..."

Turning on the light in the room alone, Wang Weizheng said calmly: "Playing with things makes you lose your mind."

Listening to his voice, the young man raised his head and rolled his eyes: "Are you my father or my grandfather? My father has never cared about me like this. Just send it... I'm sorry, I was wrong dad."

Seeing Wang Weizheng, who was slowly walking towards him with an expressionless face, the young man immediately gave in. He threw away the handle and mobile phone on the spot, and kowtowed on the ground as if pounding garlic.

Sighing, Wang Weizheng said: "Don't rush to play now. You can follow me to Xinhai later."

Xinhai?

Hearing Wang Weizheng's words, the young man who was still kowtowing was slightly startled: "Going to Xinhai? Aren't you going back to the peninsula?"

Before Wang Weizheng could answer, the young man suddenly jumped up from the carpet: "That's good! No matter where you go, it's better than Code Peninsula! Just leave that guy Lao Shen to the Peninsula for me. He's young, young man

He just needs to be trained. If you train him more, an old guy like me will be sent to the frontier to serve as an army to make up the numbers, and it will be enough to contribute to national security and social progress in a stable manner!"

Shaking his head, Wang Weizheng felt that this guy was becoming more and more lawless now.

Although as a minister, the young man in front of him has amazing talents, his mind is not on the right path. On the contrary, if laziness can be used as a label, then this guy in front of him will definitely label everything about himself.

This is Xun Mo, whose prestige and strength are only lower than those of the two ministers, the combat department of the Countermeasures Bureau and the captain of the special operations team.

Wang Wei was thinking very simply. Currently, his energy was mainly distracted by the remnants of the Nine-Headed Divine Sect in China. At the same time, he was also busy dealing with other "disasters", and he really couldn't get away from it.

If there is really a big problem in Xinhai City, although I can rush there quickly, but if the pale lady is really not inferior to Starscream, then during the time when I rush here, the other party is likely to cause damage to ordinary people.

Harm far beyond imagination.

Therefore, we need to provide insurance for this operation and add a communicator to the "Prophet".

Therefore, Xun Mo, who is powerful and happens to be very idle, is an option.

Although Qi Guang may be the most suitable, Qi Guang is currently busy wrangling with other countries and dealing with the union. Like Wang Weizheng, he has been working around all day long and is almost exhausted. At this time, drag him to Xinhai...

…

Wang Wei was afraid that what he would have to deal with then would not be the "Pale Lady", but "Twilight of the Gods".

So let Xun Mo go.

It just so happens that this guy has been a little too lazy recently. He previously said that he would have an offline 1V1 real man showdown with some guys who like human flesh and Internet explosions. If we continue to put him here in Morrowind, I am afraid that the countermeasures will have to be advanced by then.

It was posted online.

Moreover, the argument that "department leaders are lawless" has become a hot topic among netizens...

After thinking for a long time, Wang Weizheng felt that Xun Mo had to be pulled out even for the sake of countermeasures.

So he didn't hesitate for a moment. Almost as soon as he made an agreement with the prophet, he arranged a car for Xun Mo in the afternoon, stuffed the little cub into the car, and packed it up directly to Linjiang City, where the prophet was located.

However, what Wang Weizheng did not expect was that even though he was wrapped in layers like a package, Xun Mo in the carriage still used his tenacious will to open the live broadcast platform.

Although he has no hands, he still has a mouth!

In the airtight black plastic bag, Xun Mo's lips clicked on the screen of the mobile phone. With a fearless momentum, he used the nine-key input method to piece together the letters one by one, converting them into large blocks of text, heading towards

Some of the producers on the screen were in heat.

By the time the goods were completely delivered to the base tomorrow, Xun Mo had been permanently banned from three live broadcast rooms in a row.

After unwrapping the layers of black plastic bags, Xun Mo's head was exposed along with the phone screen.

Ding Yan and Ji Qianqin, who were in charge of harvesting, and Song Qingci looked blankly at Xun Mo, who was wrapped like rice dumplings but still persisted in typing with his mouth, feeling numb for a moment.

Song Qingci raised his head and glanced at the driver of the Countermeasures Bureau, and said with some disillusionment: "...You didn't send the wrong person, right?"

Is this Minister Xun?!

The driver of the Countermeasures Bureau was a young man. He had probably met Xun Mo before. After glancing at the tied-up Xun Mo, he nodded firmly: "Yes, it's Minister Xun."

"This is not bad. Minister Xun is heavily dependent on electronic devices. He was really crazy when he was in the peninsula," the driver shrugged. "Now he only gets sick while looking at the screen of his mobile phone. He already knows how to restrain himself."

After saying this, he confirmed the delivery address, left Xun Mo where he was, and left Linjiang in a hurry.

Only the few remaining people were left looking at each other.

Ding Yan subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands: "I don't believe it..."

In his impression, Xun Mo was second only to the two director-level beings. Before hearing the name Xun Mo, Ding Yan had already designed his image in advance. Not to mention having a handsome face and a strong back, at least he must be

The sound and momentum are astonishing.

Nowadays, this kind of big-mouthed fish pouting and typing... It is really difficult for people to get out of their disillusionment.

Ji Qianqin looked at Xun Mo's screen curiously: "Hey, do people watch live broadcasts like this nowadays? Is it a real person or a computer?"

As an anchor in the last era, Ji Qianqin currently does not have a clear and precise understanding of the concept of paper man anchoring.
To be continued...