After coming out of the conference room, Yan Qingcheng touched his back without a trace, and his hands were covered with sweat.

Fortunately, he was determined enough to collapse on the ground in fright.

During this time, the old woman Mo Yun had been waiting outside the door, she glanced at Yan Qingcheng's appearance, but did not comment.

She arranged for Yan Qingcheng to live on the third floor of this building, known as the "Yanxing Branch Base", the room was not very large, but all kinds of facilities were complete; Across the wall was the chic room, but it seemed that he had not yet returned from the hospital.

"This is your lieutenant." Mo Yun handed a bracelet to Yan Qingcheng, and he took the bracelet and checked it, the weight was very heavy, far from being comparable to the pair that operated the intelligent system when he was still in the National Academy of Sciences.

"I've put a newcomer's manual in it, and you can take the time to read it these days."

"Hmm." Yan Qingcheng felt a familiar temperature on the bracelet.

Mo Yun stretched out her hand and rubbed it on the top of Yan Qingcheng's head, she was much shorter, Yan Qingcheng had to lower her head to accommodate her.

"What a sensible little doll," Mo Yun nodded, "Cheng En's kid really didn't see the wrong person." ”

Yan Qingcheng raised his head abruptly and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Do you think I'm young?" She smiled and continued, "Cheng En is about seventy-three years old, so he looks quite old, but I am ninety years old this year, and I am still qualified to call him a kid." ”

Yan Qingcheng couldn't believe it, the old woman in front of her didn't look like she was in her seventies, and how could a ninety-year-old person be as agile as her?

"Not only me, but Old Man Song is also in his nineties, the one who saw you in the conference room just now," Mo Yun looked at Yan Qingcheng's expression with some happiness, "The lifespan of the Wing Clan is much longer than that of ordinary humans, and we can easily live to be over one hundred and twenty years old, so the aging is relatively slow, and Peony should have told you this." ”

"Yes, but you ......" Yan Qingcheng glanced behind Mo Yun, but did not find the pair of symbolic wings, her body looked a little withered, and it didn't look like she could hide her wings under her clothes.

"I removed them," Mo Yun said lightly, "because of the division of labor, I must be constantly present in the outside society, and continuing to hold this pair of wings will increase my chances of being exposed; You were injected with a gel-locking potion to grow these wings, and in the same way, I can cut them off and re-lock them, which is not that hard. ”

Yan Qingcheng hadn't deeply understood what the wings meant to the Wing Clan, so he could only nod his head to indicate that he understood.

"When Xiao Po is discharged from the hospital, let him and Peony take you to learn to fly, and you don't try it yourself during this time, so as not to accidentally get injured." Mo Yun admonished.

"Okay."

"Let's talk to Little Peony more if you have time, you are all children, you should have a common language," Mo Yun was about to leave, she walked to the door of the room, turned her back to Yan Qingcheng and said, "Peony, this child, is very important to the organization, and there are not many people in our branch, so please protect her well." ”

Mo Yun didn't give Yan Qingcheng time to answer, and her body disappeared in a flash.

"It's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh, a minister who has experienced a hundred battles, an old woman with strange whereabouts, and even a little girl is so knowledgeable, the Wing Clan, as the elite of the human race, is really genuine.

He lay down on the bed and placed the bracelet, known as the aide-de-camp, in the sunlight to take a closer look.

"Good fellow, this is military equipment."

When Yan Qingcheng was studying at the Academy of Sciences, the college had a unified distribution bracelet, which had basic functions such as communication, operation of intelligent systems, and logging in to the galaxy network. But the one in my hand is different, although it is well-made, it is obviously not designed for beauty; He put the bracelet on, clicked on the virtual panel, and a ten-centimeter-long and wide control interface was projected in mid-air, the interface was simple, without any text description, and it looked like various modules to be loaded; Such systems, designed entirely for efficiency, are generally only used in military equipment.

It took him a long time to figure out the basics of what it does, and he found the login screen and opened the user information.

"Yan Qingcheng, Code: Vacancy, Code: ***1006"

The first three digits of the code are hidden, and I think my level is not enough.

"In the pupil combination lock setting, do not look away." Suddenly, this line of text pops up on the interface.

Yan Qingcheng followed the instructions to perform the operation until "Setup Completed" appeared on the interface.

"Phew, it's really troublesome to finally get full manipulation privileges," he blinked, then aimlessly swiped through the various data to find his target, "This should be the rookie manual." ”

"The Yanxing Branch of the Wings of Freedom, Minister Song Beichen, Vice Minister Mo Yun, core members Cheng En, Peony, Xiao Sa, and Yan Qingcheng (to be determined), a total of seventy-two peripheral members."

"It's just such a small person, the two ministers and the core members should be the Wing Clan, and the peripheral members should just be ordinary humans," Yan Qingcheng thought about it, and suddenly thought of an incongruous place, "Is Grandpa Cheng also the Wing Clan?" Could it be that he also took off his wings like Mo Lao? No, he doesn't look as strong as Mo Lao's strength. ”

He goes on to read on, which is basically a do's and don't want to go; The organization's constraints on members are quite strict, but if you think about it, you can be relieved, he is now in a side of this world that is not known to the public, and belongs to the kind that dies when he sees the light, and one person's mistake affects all his teammates, so he must follow the iron rules and not cross them at will.

"All external communications must be approved by at least one core member, and all outings must be approved in writing by at least one minister...... "Yan Qingcheng watched it for an afternoon, and barely finished reading the entire newcomer's handbook until the sun set.

He was a little hungry, and there was a "cooing" sound in his stomach, and it was a long time since he had eaten a good meal, and he was kept alive by glucose injections and energy injections in a coma.

"I wonder if there's a cafeteria nearby," he jumped up from the bed and moved his wings, which had been pressed for a long time, he could feel the surging power in them, curious about what kind of changes the pair of wings had brought him, "Wisdom, strength, and longevity?" But it feels like there's more to it than that. ”

The deputy minister Mo Yun warned him not to mess around in private, so he couldn't disobey the yang and the yin, so he could only suppress the excitement in his heart.

Yan Qingcheng left the room and was about to go out to forage for food, when he saw a small white box being placed at the door.

"What is this?"