Seeing this, Wei Le also caught up with Director Wang. The two came to a lounge. The latter nodded slightly to him: "Mr. Wei Le is tired from traveling and traveling. You might as well take a rest first and wait for a while."
We will start again after all the meeting members have arrived."
"good."
Wei Le watched Director Wang's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, and felt that the air around him felt relaxed. He shrugged and opened the door to the lounge.
The interior is decorated in a simple style. At this time, warm lights are hanging down from the ceiling, reflecting among the tables, chairs, flowers and plants. Books are neatly arranged on the log bookshelves. The bustling East China Sea night view is visible outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Indoors, the air
The purifier makes a quiet working sound.
"This trip is really exhausting..."
After checking to confirm that there were no cameras monitoring his every move in the room, Ville simply let go of his posture and lay down on the sofa in the center without any image, looking at the LCD screen in front of him, thinking about what to do during this time.
Not doing anything?
But this thought was quickly interrupted by a knock on the door.
Wei Le glanced at the door, sat up unhappily, and said lazily: "Please come in."
Cha.
The door was pushed open by a man who looked like a clerk. When he came in, he bowed slightly to Ville on the sofa, and then said: "Mr. Ville, please introduce yourself."
"I am the head of the archives department. I am here to sort out the meeting materials that will be used later."
"For some of the information that I am willing to share, I hope to enter it into our terminal after obtaining your consent."
"of course."
Wei Le took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it over: "Be careful, don't insert it in the wrong place. If it fails to pass your specially adapted verification process, the contents inside will never be taken out."
"Understood, thank you for the reminder."
The man nodded and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Wei Le: "By the way, where is your office shredder? I have some drafts that I want to deal with. Can you please take me there? Of course.
It would be great if you were willing to do it for me."
The person in charge stopped and watched as Ville took out a large number of papers from his bag, which were covered with various patterns and inferences, including some extremely absurd yet bold conjectures.
Things like this often don't make it to the table.
The author will only keep them in his mind, waiting for the conjecture to be verified one day, otherwise he will not be qualified to see the light of day again.
"Leave it to me."
The person in charge took the paper and walked out of the lounge when he saw a colleague coming towards him. Although everyone was under the same roof, their daily work was rarely involved. They only nodded and passed each other.
Pass.
Stepping on the bright and recognizable floor tiles, the person in charge came to an aisle in the office area. After turning a corner of the familiar road, he found a paper shredder standing there. He suddenly exclaimed: "Huh?"
"When was this purchased?"
He took a few steps forward, thinking that he didn't have much time left to prepare the materials, so he simply settled it nearby.
Kaka...
After a while, as the last sound stopped, he clapped his hands with satisfaction before leaving.
But not long after he left, several strange noises suddenly came from the corridor. After the faint sound of opening the window, the only sound left was the whistling of the wind.
…
At 7:45, there was a roar in the humid night sky, and a plane soared into the sky, flying towards Jingshu, the distant heart of Kyushu.
In the cold alley, Xiao Di took one last look at the direction of the sky, turned around, and entered a space that only he could see. Inside was a tunnel of light and darkness, leading to the backyard of his home.
When it came to the familiar backyard again, there was no need to hide its camouflage anymore. Xiaodi shrunk back to its normal appearance, dragging a set of bulky clothes into the living room from the back door. Hearing the slight sound coming from the sofa, he suddenly
His eyes lit up.
"Small……"
The sound of cheerful footsteps sounded, and it subconsciously wanted to tell itself the good news, but when it saw the state of the man on the sofa clearly, all its words turned into fright.
"Xiao Gao?!"
On the sofa, Gao Yi, who was soaked by the rain, looked at it feebly, and then continued to bandage his hands.
Because he possesses the pseudo-purple height that comes at no cost, Gao Yi is determined that he can last longer than his opponent.
And the facts have lived up to expectations. Even with the help of alien technology and the upper limit that has been raised over the years, the "power" is still unable to withstand the increasingly violent backlash, and has to retreat first.
Gao Yi is like a newcomer in the chess world. Although there is a gap in strength between the two sides, he still succeeded in defeating the elderly Lao Immortal through a long test.
What I learned here was not only the opponent's tricks, but also a lot of unknown information.
It's just that although the result of the fight is interpreted from the perspective of success, in terms of the damage suffered by both parties, there is no winner.
There were injuries visible to the naked eye everywhere on Gao Yi's body.
He was injured, very seriously.
Not only were there external injuries, but there were also internal injuries. In the hospital, they were at least the level of being hit by a flying vehicle. If the strange painting hadn't been there now, Gao Yi suspected that he would have even blacked out and lost consciousness at this time.
"Xiao Gao, did you lose?!"
Xiao Di couldn't bear to see Gao Yi who was so seriously injured.
Gao Yi shook his head with difficulty: "No, I have got everything I want. It should be said that I won."
"Even if I'm injured like this, he won't be much better either... He's injured both internally and externally, and he still has to bear the cost of using his skills. If something goes wrong, this 'power' will probably be removed from the world, at least...
You have to go back to your hometown to recuperate..."
"Stop standing there stupidly..."
Gao Yi said feebly: "Hurry to the greenhouse and find some magical plants that can heal..."
"Hey wait a minute..."
He suddenly stopped Xiaodi again: "I have blocked the alien paintings, and those plants that require real-time treatment are no longer of much use... Go take a look at that gourd, the one Dave promoted before that can bring human flesh and bones to life...
"
"good!"
Xiao Di didn't dare to neglect and broke into the greenhouse directly.
He doesn't come to this place often. Gao Yi has always been taking care of it himself. Now he found that the types of magical plants here have indeed become diversified. After walking around the aisle, he discovered a gourd in the corner.
rattan.
This gourd vine was a bit strange. It actually grew out of a potted plant. Xiaodi got closer and stretched out his hand to shake it, only to find that the inside of the gourd was actually hollow, and there was a faint sound of something rolling back and forth.
"Is this it?"
It carried the potted plant directly back to the living room. After receiving a positive reply, it immediately found a pair of scissors and cut off the gourd's mouth under Gao Yi's unfocused eyes.