The day after the end of the Ghost Tribulation, Lin Xi officially assumed the position of security captain of the research institute.

There were no flowers, no applause, he took office in such a calm and calm, and even the name of the position seemed a little funny, but anyone with a discerning eye knew the meaning behind this matter.

That is, from today, the top position of the institute has officially changed hands.

Lin Xi, a half-grown boy who was only a third-rate pheasant college student fifty days ago, has now officially stepped onto the big stage of the last days and has become a giant who can be equal to the head of the People's Liberation Army of the former era and the king of mercenaries in the United States.

Even if it's just a nominal equal, it's a very remarkable thing.

Not to mention anything else, this promotion speed alone was enough to make the officialdom silverfish who had sharpened their heads and had to climb up before the cataclysm vomit blood three liters with jealousy.

In the eyes of some, this is undoubtedly in line with the old saying:

Heroes emerge in troubled times, and heroes are created in the times.

What's more, now are the last days many times worse than the troubled times?

It's really normal to have one or two teenage heroes.

But on the other hand, our protagonist Lin Xi, the mud bodhisattva - oh, now it should be necessary to add another "adult" after the "mud bodhisattva" - this adult himself, but obviously does not have this ideological consciousness at the moment.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it! My good sister, you can just watch these things yourself! I still have to cultivate! ”

In the newly renovated office, Lin Xi covered his eyes, pushed back the report that was pushed in front of him for the third time, and wailed bitterly, "If there is really any difficulty, you go and talk to them in Mongolia!" Tell them about it! What do you do when you always find me here? I can't conjure up equipment for you! ”

"However, now you are the person in charge of our research institute, and you can take a look at the development plan of this research institute for the next quarter."

Opposite Lin Xi's desk, stood Gong Xuan, who had not recovered from his serious injuries.

The latter was looking up at him with a little pale face at the moment, looking at him with pleading eyes, looking pitiful.

But Lin Xi didn't eat this, and the more pitiful Gong Xuan said, the more he shook his head again and again.

Later, he simply waved his hand, pointed to Jiang He, who was sitting behind another desk, and said, "Show him, just show him." ”

"Huh?" When Jiang He heard this, his face was also bitter, "Why is it me again?" ”

He was the garrison officer sent by Mongolia to the research institute, nominally responsible for leading the group of soldiers assigned to the research institute, but in fact, it was to monitor and manipulate Lin Xi's specific movements.

As far as the normal situation is concerned, he is a stranger, and he is a rare Confucian general in the military, and his relationship with Lin Xi and others is not stiff, no matter how you look at it, he is the best person to do this.

However, it wasn't until he actually stationed in the research institute with his men and horses that he found out that the situation here was not like that at all!

According to their original plan for Mongolia, the biggest goal of his trip was to find a way to stir up discord between Lin Xi and Gong Xuan, and strive to completely separate the first department of researchers from the first department of armed personnel.

In the imagination of Mongolia and Eric, only a research institute full of internal contradictions would be more convenient for the military to control.

It's a pity that Jiang He soon found that the goal set by his boss was too unrealistic.

Not too hard, but too easy.

Because neither Lin Xi nor Gong Xuan expressed a trace of attachment to the power of the institute, but they tried to escape:

The former is devoted to research, and does not want to provoke any mundane affairs; The latter is even more invisible, if it is not necessary, there is not even a shadow of a ghost, and all the matters of the research institute, no matter how big or small, are pushed to the river, and I don't know what he is busy with.

Now, it's so bitter that the river is about to spit out bile!

"Hey, how can you be like this! You're the top of the institute! ”

Hearing Lin Xi's words again today, Jiang He's grievance value finally exploded, he jumped three feet high without grace, barely lifted the table, and shouted loudly, "There is no such way as you play!" I am the military attache stationed in the research institute, not the director or the logistics minister! ”

Hearing this, Gong Xuan immediately lowered his head, raised his hand and said weakly, "I am the chief researcher, not the director." ”

Lin Xi was furious, slapped the table and shouted, "You all said it, this is a director's business, so why do you want me, the security captain, to look at such a thing as development planning?" ”

Then these three lazy people just quarreled directly, but the development plan was pitifully thrown aside, and no one cared about it at all.

“…… Forget it, you keep arguing. ”

Wu Qiuli covered her face helplessly and walked out of the door, and after she went out, she didn't forget to turn around and close the door again, and by the way, she completely shut the embarrassing quarrel of these three guys in the room, so as not to let her subordinates hear it and cause any bad effects.

But then again, she really wanted to know how wonderful it would be if Mongolia and Eric knew that the research institute they had worked so hard to master was now such a mess and shirking each other's responsibilities.

Thinking of the funny part, she couldn't help but laugh softly at first.

Suddenly, the beautiful laughter was full of the meaning of promoting narrowness and schadenfreude.

"A bunch of funny soldiers who want to play the role of politicians in a cameo run into a muscular male student who wants to be lazy and a researcher with tendons, what an interesting power combination......"

……

At the same time, the quarrel in the office continued.

Lin Xi angrily pushed the document in front of him, "Anyway, I don't care, don't bother me with these things, I still have to cultivate." ”

Yes, cultivation.

This is the second time he's said it today.

Ever since he learned about the existence of exercises from Zhu Shiqiu, he has always been very concerned about this thing, especially after having a certain social status, he has made the search for the so-called exercises his first priority, don't you really say it, this search really allowed him to find information related to the exercises.

It turns out that the so-called exercises are actually the martial arts that were circulated among the people in the past, or a little more lofty, national arts.

Like Shenma Xingyi Fist and Baguazhang, they are all variants of the most basic exercises in ancient times, but because the time is approaching the end of the era, the yin cloud energy is extremely scarce, and the effect of cultivation is not as good as a year, which has caused the sad illusion that "martial arts" is just a showcase.

Now, however, with the return of the clouds of death, these ancient exercises have regained their vitality and vitality.

For example, Lin Xi found a master who practiced the ancient eagle claw flip fist, which is commonly known as "eagle claw gong", among the refugees in the famous garden of mountains and rivers.

This eighty or ninety years old man, who looks like Qi Baishi, after the end of the world, although he has not mutated, but relying on his profound national art cultivation, his physical fitness is advancing day by day, coupled with the combat consciousness that he has cultivated for most of his life, he directly has a terrifying combat power that is enough to single-handedly challenge strangers, which makes Lin Xi envious, it is a five-body throw, and he almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the teacher on the spot.

It's also funny to say, the old man originally wanted to deliberately exaggerate the hardships and pains of cultivating a pair of kung fu according to the tradition of the Eagle Claw Gate since ancient times, and said that the steps of tempering his hands were the same as purgatory, so as to investigate Lin Xi's determination to cultivate.

Unexpectedly, after listening to this two hundred and five, he just asked stupidly, "Is it okay to have such a hand", and directly showed his mutated scales and claws, so that the old man had a heart attack on the spot, a good test, and he could only be dumb like this, and it became a farce.

But because of this, in the following days, Lin Xi and the old master got their own satisfaction:

The master was naturally pleased that the Eagle Claw Gate had found a "gifted" freak heir; As for Lin Xi, after only hastily practicing his moves for a period of time, he felt that his combat level had made great progress.

In the past, he fought, mostly by instinct, and played indiscriminately without any rules, although a pair of sharp claws from Jairus were unparalleled, but the efficiency of the fight was really not high, bullying and bullying the little minions It was good to say, relying on the advantage of physical fitness, the pressure was also crushed to death, but once it met a strong enemy, it was a common thing to catch the air.

Until now, since he has experienced the systematic training of Eagle Claw Flip Boxing, he has finally been able to make a move, and when he occasionally competes, even Wilson, a macho man known as the "beast", can barely knock over to the ground, which can be regarded as filling the last shortcoming, which greatly enhances his competitiveness.

It was not difficult to understand why he was so concerned about cultivation.

When it is impossible to break through the limit of aliens for a while, being able to expand one's own advantages horizontally through cultivation is undoubtedly a clear way to find a new way.

What a great significance this is for Lin Xi, who has a strong sense of crisis and is close to "persecution delusional phobia".

If you want to occupy his time practicing, it is really no different from seeking money and killing people, and it is already polite not to directly punch and beat people.

"I don't understand, mud bodhisattva." Jiang He said angrily, "You are already at the peak of the alien, no matter how much you cultivate, if you don't dissolve the demons in your heart for a day, you won't have room to improve for a day, even if you want to cultivate, shouldn't we people below us go to cultivate?" ”

"!" Lin Xi blew his beard and glared and shouted, "Major Jianghe, it's really not me who said you, don't look at you as a soldier, if you want to talk about fighting, you are really not as good as me." Don't understand, do you? The biggest difference between exercises and abilities is that the cultivation of exercises is slow, and if you want to improve your physical fitness by relying on exercises alone, it will take you a few years or more than ten years. With that American time, you might as well eat a few more pieces of mutant beast meat with the documents on this table! Only when we are at the peak of the alien and have the physical strength equivalent to that of the national art master, can we best exert the combat power of the move skills! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, okay? ”

When Jiang He heard this, the little eyes behind the gold-wire glasses widened, and he was about to refute, but he heard Lin Xi already sigh lonely, "What's more, do you think there's anything great about the peak of the alien?" ”

"Huh?"

"You know, just before I met you, I witnessed a great battle between living corpses and alien beasts......"

Lin Xi stood up and paced a few steps, his tone seemed to be very flat, but when he took a closer look, it seemed to contain indescribable anxiety and fear.

"According to the classification of the research institute, the combat power of the Inhumans is generally one level higher than the corresponding living corpse, in other words, I am just a walking corpse peak now, but do you know how many walking corpses there are in this city?"

He stretched out his two hands violently and gestured in front of Jiang He, "One hundred thousand!" That's at least! ”

He stomped his feet again, raised his head and shouted, "Then do you know how many wandering corpses can kill the peak of Inhumans?" Tens of thousands! And the bones, do you know how terrible it is? No! You don't know! If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you'll never be able to imagine how terrible that power is to kick a building like a building block! It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the living corpses in this city take out one ten-thousandth of their strength, they can crush the entire landscape garden like an egg! ”

The roar stopped suddenly, Lin Xi leaned his face forward, and stared viciously at Gong Xuan and Jiang He, who had begun to sweat on the tip of their noses, "Tell me, now, do you still think that the peak of the alien can be used as your secretary to help you deal with these chicken and dog things?" ”

All of a sudden, an invisible aura spread throughout the office.

No one spoke, and in the silent air, only the sound of swallowing saliva could be faintly heard.

After a long while, Jiang He finally laughed as if he had conceded defeat, "Yes, is that so...... That...... I know...... Phew, I'll do a little more work in the future......"