Corporate Academy

The avant-garde sat on a cushioned chair with a long red table in front of him, with a smooth top, reflecting the golden sunlight outside the window, like a vast galaxy, glowing with a little white light.

She is like a high-ranking person, sitting in the most honorable position, with the power of life and death in her hands.

"Secretary-General, we've searched the entire academy and found nothing out of the ordinary." Paka, who stood in front of the avant-garde across the long table, bent down slightly to report to work, and the long hair on his forehead obscured his eyes, making it impossible to see the look in his pupils.

"This has long been expected, the old fox never leaves any clues for the hunter to follow." She leaned back, looked at the exquisite glass lights above her head, and smiled bitterly. "Now we really have no way to deal with him, even if we find Jiqi, we can only punish him for the crime of poor supervision, and that's all."

"So what do we do next?" Paca asked, because the avant-garde was the main decision-maker in the operation, and it was up to her to decide what to do.

"The next step is to take over the entire academy and the branches, at least as far as I want to hear from us here." The avant-garde is categorical, "and then it's a matter of gradually setting up the outposts and pulling out the nails that are stationed here, and taking over completely." ”

"I'm afraid that such a process will not go as smoothly as expected."

"Didn't go well?" She sneered, as if mocking, "It's not like we haven't seen death, since he wants to speak out, then I'll shut him up forever!" ”

"Yes, Secretary-General." Paca nodded respectfully, like a king's courtiers obeying the queen's will. As an assistant to the Secretary-General, he has a deep understanding of the toughness of the avant-garde. It is precisely because of such an iron-blooded monarch that the Governor's Palace has the absolute dominance it has today. Sometimes some people always think of kindness as weakness, but in the eyes of the Secretary-General, mercy is the final bottom line, and if you are unwilling to accept it, it will only be death and toughness.

"So is the Secretary-General planning a purge?" He raised his eyes slightly, and asked the king.

"Cleaning is inevitable, I will not follow in the footsteps of my predecessor, blindly tolerating will only make these clowns who jump off the beam have been provoking and ridiculing in front of you, only by giving him a knife directly, the whole world will be quiet in an instant." The avant-garde stood up and exclaimed, "The most important thing now is not what is inevitable, but what they are going to do next." Only with the prophet of the unknown can we stand in front of the opponent and leave him with no way out. ”

"So what does the Secretary-General think they'll do next? Is it to disappear or to do some small gesture behind the scenes to disrupt our course? ”

"There should be both." The avant-garde smiled, she had seen too many such people, each of whom valued power and power more than their own lives, like a poison that devoured people, slowly eroding their hearts without realizing it, and these fools were unaware of it, and indulged in the deadly quagmire and were complacent. Although she did not see this strong desire in Mercarron's eyes, she saw another scene more terrifying than the bottomless mire, which was as determined as the sea, but no matter how many difficulties and setbacks he encountered on the way, he would not stop his progress, and the only thing that could stop him was death. It was also the first time she had seen such an enemy, like a stubborn stone, so strong that it was uncomfortable.

"It's a pity that Xu Kai hasn't been found now, if we can find him, we have enough evidence to impeach him." Speaking of this, Packa's tone was a little regretful.

"Isn't that something we expected a long time ago?" The avant-garde sighed, turned to look at the rising sun outside the window, and the dazzling golden light began to speak of the whole earth illuminating, even if it was such a behemoth, there was always a place that could not shine, and there was darkness. "I have made it my mission to restore the glory of the Governor's House since I took office, and ten years later, I have lived up to the promise I made when I took office. I will turn the will of the Doge's Palace into sunlight and illuminate the whole corner of the world. I know now that I understand that even if it is as hot as the sun, there is darkness that cannot be illuminated, there are places that cannot be reached, and there are times when there is nothing that can be done. Now the clouds are thick, and our light does not illuminate the world. ”

"Secretary-General, you are arrogant." Paca whispered respectfully, he knew what kind of burden the girl in front of him carried, and he knew how many pairs of eyes were staring at them in secret. Don't look at the infinite scenery on the surface, the people who secretly want her life are as countless as hemp. Because every action of the investigation team of the Governor's Palace will touch the interests of certain people, and once the two major interest groups collide, they will be the first to suffer from them on the front line. One careless step is an abyss from which there will be no return, and countless people in the investigation group have been mercilessly swallowed by this invisible abyss, and they can't even find a single bone to go. "Our original wish has now been largely fulfilled, and no one will doubt the magnitude of your sun, Secretary-General." He looked at the tall and thin figure in front of him, and his eyes shone with reverence.

"But when facing Macallen, I don't feel his fear and fear at all, like a madman without any feelings, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a cold machine." Her mind was full of the face that seemed to be smiling, and there was nothing superfluous in her somewhat cloudy pupils, only hollowness and depth. "For the first time I felt a deep powerlessness for him, as if a pre-programmed machine would only move towards his set goal, no matter what was ahead, he would make the best choice to bypass or clear it, and then continue his actions. The most important and terrifying thing is that we don't know exactly what he wants to do. Not even knowing what the enemy's purpose is, we have lost completely at this point. ”

"Isn't his purpose very clear? Cooperate with the deep sea to get their support, and then ...... And then. Paca was speechless, he knew that the other party wanted to create a new century, a world with only the deep sea and them. But after the overthrow of the Doge's Mansion and the rule of the humans, the only thing that awaits them is the same end as the human race - destruction. Because the deep sea will not tolerate their existence in the new world, once their use value is squeezed dry, what will be left will only be destruction. So what is the purpose of doing this? Knowing that his efforts would not yield any results, why did he make such a stupid decision to dig his own grave? Thinking of this, Paccar kept repeating this strange circle, never finding an exit.

"Then in the new world, they will also perish, like countless dead humans, they will be ruthlessly encircled and suppressed by the deep sea, and in the end the world belongs to the deep sea, and human beings will only be extinct." The avant-garde took what he didn't say. She has also thought about this question more than once, what can they get by cooperating with the deep sea? But the conclusion of the calculations is that nothing will be obtained, but it will give the deep sea a boost and accelerate their expansion.

"So what do they get in this fight?"

"Nothing to gain, as you think, the only thing they get is to perish." The avant-garde shook his head and smiled bitterly, the enemy is not terrible, the powerful enemy is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that the other party is strong and incomprehensible. This game is the same as playing, it is possible that the opponent will turn the chessboard up if he is unhappy, and you can only stare at him.

"Then why do you want to help the deep sea like this? It is impossible for them not to know what happened to them. Paccar looked up and exclaimed, as an assistant to the Secretary-General, his task was to help the Secretary-General analyze the psychology of these people and predict what he might do next. But it was the first time he had met such a person who had no common sense, and there was no logic in his behavior and methods of doing things, and he knew that there was no result, but he still embarked on the black road that was not beneficial to him at all, until he came to the end and stepped into the abyss.

"They know, a discerning person knows. But they did it anyway, without hesitation, and at all costs. She reached out and pressed the window glass in front of her, through this layer of transparency, she couldn't feel the warmth outside, like a human heart that can never be fathomed. When confronted by a madman, we never know what they want, because their minds are chaotic, one moment he thinks he is heroic on the battlefield, the next he may be vacationing on the beach in Hawaii. We can't keep up with the leap of his mind, and naturally we don't know what he wants to do and what he wants to get, because madmen have no logic to speak of, and the dialogue with them is doomed to be futile. ”

"So Secretary-General, do you think Mecarron is crazy? Insanity or schizophrenia? Although Paccar did not believe in such an absurd explanation, he felt that it made sense.

"Can you guess what he's thinking with ordinary human thinking?" She shook her head helplessly and said to herself: "No, you can't and I can't, no one knows what crazy thing he wants to do except himself." Even if he suddenly ends the game by committing suicide, we, as bystanders, can only look at his cold corpse and frown. The most ridiculous thing is that maybe even he doesn't know why he did it. ”

"It's a terrible enemy." Paccar was stunned for a long time before he sighed. In Mercarron, his proud reasoning ability turned out to be useless, completely blind and touching, he didn't know what the other party would do next, and how he should deal with it, and he had no clue at all. To put it bluntly, it is a black eye, and the rest is basically guessed.

"yes, it's the weakest battle I've had since I took office." The avant-garde looked up at the minute hand hanging straight from the window, like a wheel that would never stop spinning on the wheel, like Mercarron's plan, secretly going on as usual. No one knew what kind of ghost was hiding in the darkness, and no one knew what kind of terrible madness he had. She closed her eyes, her vision occupied by endless shadows, and she could not see the light called hope.