Chapter 409 Departure

After the meeting, Ai Qing assigned tasks, and the others left in a hurry. Only Huai Shi, whose source was empty, was still lying on the sofa, feeling Kong Lan's weak state.

Then, he suddenly had a bold idea.

Since it doesn't matter even if the Stars blow up...

"Don't think about it, the vault must be returned to the Fred family."

Ai Qing glanced at a guy who was thinking about eating a peach and used her heels to figure out what he was thinking about: "If you move fast enough now, you can still catch up with the dwarf in the Magic Gold Bank to perform the ritual.

In three minutes, they will deep freeze the entire vault and connect it as part of the Magic Gold Bank - at that time, the entire vault will enter a forced closure state.

Unless the one-year dead time deposit expires, it cannot be opened even if natural enemies come. "

"Tsk...why are you so stingy?"

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, collapsed on the sofa and continued to breathe.

A small bottle was placed in front of him.

"What's this?"

He raised his head and looked at it curiously.

The thumb-sized bottle seemed to contain about ten grams of liquid, but it weighed very little. There was also a very thin straw inside, and it looked like it could only suck a drop if it was squeezed tightly.

"I didn't expect that the people above would be so generous with the source material ration I applied for."

Ai Qing said: "The essence of the essence extracted from the Silver Sea has absolutely no side effects and can quickly restore the essence for anyone.

In your case, probably two drops are enough. If you take more, you may not be able to make up for it, and you will fall into a source of violence——"

Oh oh oh, the little blue bottle that gamers love!

Huaishi's eyes lit up:

"how to use?"

"You can take it orally, inject it, inhale it, or apply it as you please, but be careful and don't spread it outside." Ai Qing reminded: "The price of each drop is eight source crystals."

Huaishi's hand shook and she almost dropped the bottle on the table.

"Oh my god, is it so expensive?"

A standard source of crystal is four ounces, which is a small piece as big as a finger. The standard exchange price is more than two million US dollars. Eight crystals are sixteen million... What is in this small bottle...

Realizing that he was holding more than 100 million U.S. dollars in his hands, he trembled nervously.

Until Ai Qing couldn't stand it anymore, she took it with her hand, and neatly sucked two drops on Huai Shi's face with a straw.

Suddenly, Huai Shi felt a warm current spreading from her body, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water.

He felt the dry essence quickly emerge, and the comfortable feeling made him blush and his heart beat.

Just when he was about to continue, he saw the muzzle of the gun pointed in front of him.

Dark and icy.

He quickly calmed down and shut his mouth.

Soon, the pistol was put back into his pocket, along with the source material ration that made Huai Shi extremely jealous.

"Old leader, don't worry."

Huaishi blinked reluctantly: "I can't taste it. Can you give me more?"

"If you say one more thing, I'll pour the whole bottle into your mouth."

Ai Qing glared at him, as if she had anticipated his embarrassing appearance, took out another small plastic flat tube and threw it into Huai Shi's arms.

The emergency equipment prepared in advance is well sealed and finely crafted.

The front end of the plastic flat tube can be unscrewed and the source material inside can be directly squeezed out.

It's a pity that the quantity is not much, only about two drops.

That's enough.

Overjoyed, Huai Shi put the things in her pockets and smiled honestly, saying, "The boss is so kind to me."

"Okay, don't be disgusting." Ai Qing shook her head: "Before I start working, what's the problem?"

"Huh?" Huai Shi was confused.

"Are you really not self-conscious at all?" Ai Qing sighed: "You have been looking at me for half an hour with that 'I actually have a question to ask but I don't know if it's convenient' expression."

"……All right."

Huaishi shrugged helplessly.

He's so familiar that he can't hide anything from her.

"About the Stars?"

"To be precise, it's about the mission." Huai Shi hesitated and asked directly: "Why not organize an emergency evacuation?"

Although it would be good to get foreign aid to help him get a good night's sleep, he didn't understand that generally speaking, shouldn't an evacuation of something like this involving 120,000 people be organized first?

Why go to such trouble to preserve the Asterisks?

It's just a train. No matter how luxurious or expensive the train is, it shouldn't be a problem for the Astronomical Society.

Just like Ai Qing said, if it explodes, it will explode.

The Astronomical Society has a great cause and is nothing more than a compensation.

When there is no one else around, wouldn't it be easier to deal with the people from the Good Night Club?

Ai Qing couldn't help but shake her head and rubbed the bridge of her nose in confusion: "I should have guessed it earlier. You really haven't read the files or information at all... How did you, the supervisor, do it?"

"Every day I eat, drink water and play games. At night I have a glass of hot milk, I do gymnastics, and then I go to bed... Uncle Fang says I'm very healthy. What's wrong?"

"..."

Ai Qing suddenly had the urge to kill this bastard on behalf of Tian Wenhui.

She shook her head slowly: "You must have something in common with Chai Fei."

"You also know this?" Huai Shi was stunned.

"..."

As expected, this embarrassing thing should be killed!

"I'd better explain it to you from the beginning."

Ai Qing sighed, and once again understood his salty nature: "In the Liangxiao Society, except for a few high-level priests, other people probably don't even know that they are members of the Liangxiao Society."

"What's the meaning?"

"Literally."

She said: "For many people, it may just be a nightmare at first, dreaming about something, and then forget about it the next day and continue living normally.

After a year and a half, I will have another nightmare, wake up again, and then the third, fourth time...

One day, dreamers will begin to wonder whether they are living in a dream or reality.

At this stage, the nightmares will become longer and longer, the intervals will become shorter and shorter, and the memories in the dreams will become more and more profound, gradually eating away at the original personality. Until the final stage, the original memories and personality will disappear. The long nightmare was exhausted, and all that was left was a walking corpse worshiping the dream of decay.

This is the state that most members of the Good Night Club are in.

The priests of the Good Night Society can even freely control this progress.

In most cases, the part where they have sex is separated from the normal part, as if there are two different consciousnesses in one body.

Once it reaches the point of terminal illness, as long as the priest unties the last restraint, he can immediately complete the replacement of his will, from an ordinary person to a fanatical believer in the rotten dream. "

With that said, Ai Qing opened the information in her hand and showed it to Huai Shi: "Currently, under the surveillance of the Stars, there are more than 7,000 ascendants and more than 100,000 ordinary people from various borders...

In addition to the few priests in the management who have been designated as suspects, it is unknown how many people are infected, and how many have been replaced by Fu Meng and become another person.

If they were evacuated rashly, someone would definitely get away with it, and they might even alert the Queen of Rotten Dreams, making the next actions of the Command in vain. "

"So we can't retreat."

Ai Qing said, "Not only cannot we retreat, we must even maintain the current operating status of the train. Once we are ready to take action, we must completely wipe them out, otherwise there will be endless trouble."

Huai Shi is dumb.

It is definitely not an easy task to sort out the believers and normal people in a train full of passengers, even with the help of the Astronomical Society's intelligence agency behind the scenes.

In particular, we must maintain the current calm situation on the surface and prevent the priests of the Good Night Society from noticing anything unusual before taking action...

Just thinking about it made him feel like his head was going to explode.

"Don't worry about other people's affairs, just complete your own tasks."

Ai Qing stood up and looked down at the time: "Do you have any other questions?"

Huaishi shook his head.

"Then have a good rest." Ai Qing opened the door and finally said: "I may be very busy tonight, but there will be no time to rest."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Huai Shi subconsciously reminded: "Be careful."

"..."

Ai Qing paused slightly and looked back at him, seemingly shocked.

Quickly, she nodded and said, "I will."

The door is closed.

Since there is still some time before the mission begins, Huai Shi does not intend to waste it.

After taking a nap for half an hour, he took off the dress the administrator had given him, folded it neatly, and put it in a bag. He changed back to his original clothes, packed up his belongings again, and then opened the bedroom door.

In the corridor outside the door, the old man who was cleaning up with a duster turned back and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

Huai Shi nodded, returned the dress with both hands, and finally handed over a piece of paper: "This is my number. If you need it in the future..."

"No need."

The old manager shook his head and refused: "Destiny is always so wonderful, isn't it? Let's look forward to seeing you next time."

"I still insist that you accept it."

Huai Shi said: "The association is the association, and we are us. Otherwise, I may have to find another way to compensate you for your losses."

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and soon took Huai Shi's note with both hands: "I will keep it well."

He took a step back and leaned over to say goodbye:

"I wish you success."

"Thank you."

Huai Shi laughed.

Watching the old man and other furnishings in the concert hall turn into phantoms and leave.

He took one last look at the desolate room and pushed the door open.

In the corridor outside the door, twelve long-awaited guests all looked up.

They wear a layer of high-tech black armor, and their arms and bodies are covered with a simple and dexterous exoskeleton.

Even his face was shrouded in a closed helmet with sharp edges.

Like steel that can walk.

"The Iron Legion and the Brass Squadron are reporting to you."

The leader came up, saluted Huai Shi, and said in a calm and calm tone: "Major Huai Shi, follow the order. We will serve as operational personnel to assist you in completing the next mission."

"How may I call you?"

"Lattice 1-1, to lattice 1-12."

"Code name?"

Huai Shi understood: "Apart from this, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

"No."

Lattice 1-1 handed over a box, "Commander said, please do whatever you want."

Inside the box is a heavy pistol, but the style is completely different from what Huai Shi is used to. After pushing out the magazine, you can see the alchemical source crystal on the warhead to ensure that it can be used normally in the abyss.

Huai Shi weighed the weight, nodded slightly, opened the safety, and inserted it into the holster on the saddle bag.

"Then let's go."

He pulled out the Sword of Virtue and turned towards the exit.

"The mission has begun."

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