Ling Ping'an lay on the chair, patted his full stomach, comfortably swiped his mobile phone, and blew the of the world and the north with a group of friends in the group.

"You know what?" In the penguin group, someone mysteriously typed: "Today, in the Flange Kingdom on the side of Qin Lu, there are Yin soldiers in broad daylight, and there are ...... of Yin soldiers."

"I was flirting with my sister at the Arc de Triomphe, and as soon as I flirted with it, I saw the ghost of an old guard from two hundred years ago, carrying a military flag, singing a military song, and crossing the street!"

"Now the Francois are crazy!"

Ling Ping'an looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and typed and asked, "Do you have a photo?" ”

"Yes...... Countless people took pictures at that time, and I did too! The man said, "But there is nothing ...... the negatives that have been washed out."

"It's weird!"

Ling Ping'an shook his head and thought, "Here is this trick again!" ”

"It's a pity that the buddy is not eight years old anymore......"

"What Bermuda Delta, the monsters of Loch Ness, the aliens of the Northern Zhou ......"

"I can't fool my buddy anymore!"

Just as he was about to turn off the penguin, he noticed that an avatar in the communication bar began to move.

Ling Ping'an saw it and quickly sat up.

Then I clicked on the avatar and saw the message sent by the other party.

Mung Bean: Peace, fishing?

Ping An is his pen name, and Mung Bean is his editor-in-chief.

No!

Ling Ping'an flatly denied it, and replied with a type: Editor-in-chief, you have to believe me, I never touch a fish.

Mung Bean: Hehe......

Ling Ping'an knew that the trick had been discovered, so he had to type: Editor-in-chief, I really didn't touch the fish, I was just looking for materials and inspiration!

The other party is too familiar with him, so he immediately typed: You write a new beginning as soon as possible!

Good!

Lingping said yes.

Then, he put down his phone and said to himself, "I really have to think about what to write new!" ”

This writing a novel, after all, is an interest.

His motivation is still very high.

So, he turned on his phone, cut into the novel reading software, and began to find those novels with good grades from the rankings.

When writing a novel, it is important to study.

……………………………………

The small federal business jet slowly landed at Jiangcheng Airport.

Situ He, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward.

The cabin door opened, and a man in his forties with a serious look stepped down.

"Your Excellency, welcome!" Wang Andao, the governor of Quang Nam, stepped forward first and shook hands with the visitor: "Please convey to Your Majesty that after your Excellency returns to Beijing, you must convey to Your Majesty the sincerity of the ministers and their loyalty to the Federation!" ”

The imperial family has now been ruled for two hundred years.

But the royal reputation and prestige are still at their peak.

Especially with the passage of time, with the development of the times.

In this world, there will always be some old and young people who are nostalgic for the past.

And in the federal empire, the republicans were the concentrated representatives of these people.

It just so happens that Wang Andao's position is republican.

"Governor Wang's words are serious!" Zhang Hui just nodded slightly.

The attitude of the royal family towards the administration of the government has been consistent for two hundred years - ruling by the arch.

After all, whether it is a central or a magistrate, it is all chosen by the citizens of the Federal Empire on a one-person-one-vote basis.

They are the representatives of the heavens.

And the heavens are a collection of people.

The emperor is the Son of Heaven.

How can a son casually instruct and order the representatives of his parents?

Isn't that unfilial?

Without much greeting with these magistrates, Zhang Hui walked towards Situ He.

The hands of the two were tightly clasped together.

"Your Excellency......" Situ He let go of his hand, handed over the prepared material bag, and handed it forward: "This is the relevant materials sorted out by his subordinates......"

"Hmm!" Zhang Hui didn't say much: "Let's go to the car and talk in detail!" ”

Half an hour later, Zhang Hui ended his greetings with the local officials and boarded the special car prepared for him by Situ He.

Sitting in the back seat of the wide car, Zhang Hui took out the materials from the material bag and looked at them carefully.

"Hmm......" He put down the materials in his hand and said to Situ He, "The half-life has been determined?" ”

"Hmm!" Situ He replied: "Master Zeng Jing, after careful calculation, it has been concluded that the half-life of both clothing and those psionic substances extracted from household garbage is stable for one hour! ”

"Every hour that passes, their energy level drops by half!"

"It's been six or seven hours now...... The psionic substances extracted from household garbage have been classified as ordinary ......"

"And the protective power of those clothes has dropped to the second-class magic clothes!"

"Shhh Hearing this, Zhang Hui took a breath.

He understands what that means.

This means that the goal itself is an unimaginable existence.

Everything around him will be infected by the spiritual energy that he unconsciously emanates.

"Is there a way to slow down the decay of this half-life?" Zhang Hui asked.

"It's still testing......" Situ He is full of confidence in this: "My subordinates believe that as long as there are enough samples tested, they can always find a way!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Hui nodded, and then he flipped through the relevant data files.

"The target's parents, fourteen years ago, died in Kunlun Prefecture ......"

His mother's sister served as his guardian...... Until I graduated from college......"

"Have you checked the subject's past behavior?" Zhang Hui asked.

"In the name of social research and investigation, my subordinates surveyed the teachers and classmates of the target universities, high schools, junior high schools, and elementary schools......

"It's interesting to ......"

"Most of the respondents said they didn't remember much or replied that 'there seems to be such a person, but it's been too long for me to remember it', and only one or two people were able to name their target after being reminded......"

"Huh?" Zhang Hui didn't understand very well: "Is there a problem?" ”

"One or two say this, of course it's no problem......" Situ He said: "But most people say so, then there must be a problem!" ”

Zhang Hui nodded, and then said to Situ He: "Tonight, will there be the fog you said?" ”

"My subordinates aren't sure!" Situ He couldn't be sure.

"Then tonight, I'll try it!"

"Does General Situ want to be together?"

When Situ He heard this, he shook his head: "My subordinates think it's better not to be alarmed easily......

"Because the goal is so mysterious!"

He remembered everything he had seen last night, and he still had lingering palpitations.

"It doesn't matter!" Zhang Hui said very easily: "Sooner or later, we need to contact him!" ”

"to determine his attitude and the ...... likes and dislikes"

Situ He had no choice but to nod: "Then the subordinates are respectful and obedient!" ”

But my heart didn't know why, and I was a little worried.

"Don't be afraid!" Zhang Hui patted Situ He's shoulder: "Since all the activities and trajectories of the target show that he has no ill will towards the Federation and the surrounding ......"

"Don't worry too much!"

"That's right!" Zhang Hui took out an invitation card from his arms and handed it to Situ He: "The little girl will get married on the third day of the first lunar month next month, if General Situ is free, please come!" ”

Situ He took the invitation and nodded again and again: "The subordinates must arrive!" ”