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"Find a reason to keep 'me' out of the public eye."

"I'm back!"

After Wen Qian also sent this encrypted message, he crushed the Japanese-made Sony mobile phone to smithereens, turning it into a waste product that could not be restored by any technical means.

He looked down at the mass of electronic waste and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

"What about being out of the core, when did I become so timid?"

Wen Qian also looked up at the sky, still gloomy, but his mood was no longer the same. The unruly soul was finally released, knowing that it was still itself and had never changed.

Japan is just one stop on the long journey of life.

He discarded the demagogic lies of the insurrection. Yuki Ihara is just a pawn that unintentionally inserts willows, the so-called "safe haven" he finds when he is timid and uneasy.

But will the development of a so-called revolution in Japan really solve the problem?

Wen Qian also gradually woke up.

He himself is selfish. The future he wants, the change he wants, will not be given to the people of this island. The real beneficiary is actually the Yanhuang Continent across the sea!

Chinese civilization has stood at the pinnacle of the world thousands of years ago, and has only declined slightly in the last two hundred years.

The Celestial Empire complex, which is rooted in the soul of every Chinese descendant, is inevitable even if it is gentle, he does have ambitions, but it does not mean that he will abandon his past identity.

"It's so light-free."

Wen Qian also severed the last trace of connection between the body and the core.

The sudden weakness almost caused him to fall, he looked at his palm, and his mind ordered the cells to change, but without the magnetic energy network as an energy source, this could not be done for the time being.

Alone in a foreign land.

Wen Qian was not immune, calling out som17's name, but received no response. In my heart, suddenly loneliness and vulnerability quietly emerged.

Japanese signs in shops, Japanese buses coming and going, and pedestrians speaking different Chinese on the streets make up the same word called loneliness.

He faintly heard a familiar voice.

When I turned around, I saw only a monitor in a glass closet.

The monitor turned into a black background, and suddenly a line of Chinese text popped up.

Screen:

Who do you think I am?

1. Yes

2. No

Wen Qian also smiled in surprise, what kind of problem is this? He could guess whose prank it was, so he wasn't alarmed.

Screen:

You must be thinking, "He's making fun of me, bastard!" I can only answer 'yes' or 'no'. "Right?

1. Yes

2. No

Wen Qian also smiled and nodded.

Screen:

That's right, I'm making fun of you. But you know, I really adore you. Let's see.

Press any key to die......

"SOM17, did you see that? The speed at which Alayah is growing is getting more and more impressive. Wen Qian also stood up and took his eyes off the screen, completely letting go of his spirit, capturing the naughty thoughts in the air.

SOM17 remained silent.

The change in Alayah seems to be closely related to what is happening in China.

Wen Qian also calculated the time, from the time he waited for the Oriental Daystar, until today, a total of nearly 11 days have passed. For students and office workers, there aren't even two full holidays.

But for me, the experience was precious.

Let him see the direction of his heart clearly, and also understand the next way to go.

"It's time to go home."

Wen Qian also went to a library, hacked into the subway network with a public computer, and bought a one-way ticket for a high-speed train to Osaka under a fake identity.

He ordered the core to halt its excavation work, lurking in the depths of the sea and waiting for his call again.

In its latent state, the Core will still capture passing creatures of the deep and transform them into a highly trained marine army of creatures, ready to be at the mercy of the High Council of the Astrals.

"I miss you so much." Alaya whispered in Wen Qianyi's ear.

There was no abnormality on the faces of the passers-by next to them, and they could not hear the call from the thinking world.

Wen Qian also stepped on the train to Osaka and returned with an ordinary attitude.

"Mentor ......"

Yuki Ihara settled his sister and muttered to himself as he looked at the sky. She was firm in her heart and ready to welcome Wen Qianyi's recoming.

She turned to look at the poor creatures whose bones had been broken.

"The training isn't over yet."

Yuki Ihara smiled softly, her body kept a connection to the core, and changes were quietly occurring, but she didn't know all this.

Jiro Akamatsu showed a frightened expression, but his vocal cords were skillfully torn apart, and he could only make a rustling sound.

The words he wanted to say were-

Demon.

But Yuki Ihara doesn't think of herself as a demon, she is carrying out God's mission to train new believers for the "New God Cult", and these scum are her best candidates.

Osaka Castle Tower.

The 6th World Web Summit was held as scheduled, and companies from various networks and technology circles competed to display their new products, new technologies and even new standards.

Some people are looking for jobs, others are praying for cooperation on behalf of the company, and some officials from the national government are doing the work of financing and acquisition on behalf of the national company.

Yu Mingzheng, surrounded by the manager of a company, left the temporarily rented large conference room.

"We at M2K want to get the agency rights of Elf Front." A Swede smiled the most friendly at Ming Zheng, saying: "The performance of "Elf Front" in the Chinese market is obvious to all. As a manager, I want to create more profits for the company, but in front of your company, I feel that I should not play with the small means of negotiation. ”

"A quarterly agency fee of 9 million euros, plus a 15% operating share, is what M2K can offer. We require an exclusive agent in Europe. The Swedish businessman was talking.

Yu Mingzheng nodded slightly, holding back his impatience, he replied with a smile: "The preliminary intention is acceptable, and we can talk about the specific terms slowly." ”

"No, no, no, it can't be slow! Tonight, how about tonight? 10 million euros per quarter in agency fees! ”

"How about meeting in the private room of the Bamboo Wine Restaurant in the evening?"

The Swedish businessman excitedly said: "I have time at any time. ”

This is just one of them, and agents in Southeast Asia are showing a more enthusiastic trend. These places are deeply influenced by Chinese culture, including the current fashion of China.

Online games are also counted.

Although it can't give a generous agency fee, it is a good thing that it has helped Xingling Company open up a new market, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

Yu Mingzheng seemed absent-minded, and Jiang Wulin keenly captured this.

"Manager Yu, do you want to take a break? Is this time too tiring? It's all to blame for that Hanjin group, always trying to make a stumbling block in secret, although that Sanban group has little impact on us, but it's really annoying! Jiang Wulin sighed.

There was also a middle-level leader of Xingling Company who interjected next to him: "Where has Chairman Wen gone during this time?" It's rare to see him in person. ”

"Wen Dong, ......" Yu Mingzheng said with a smile: "His old man went out for a spin." (To be continued.) )