It is a city where the sun never sets, built on top of mountains and floating clouds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

You can see the wind rolling up the sea of clouds, and you can also see the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, that is, there is no night galaxy, because it is all placed inside the city.

No one without Class A clearance will be able to see the city as it really is.

But those who have permission can jump out to the edge of this city, only to find that in addition to desolation, it is a desert of time.

But this is still a good place, especially for Mu Shaoan at this moment, he has been dealing with trivial matters in this huge city for a long time, the name of the Special Repatriation Division is very arrogant, but the things managed are no different from the chengguan.

In the past, he would have stopped picking on his son a long time ago, but this time he endured it, the reason is very simple, people have good intentions, maybe this is also the meaning of the branch system, I am afraid that he will cause trouble again, especially if he goes to the third war zone to cause trouble.

This kind of kindness Mu Shaoan can't refuse, especially when he himself knows that he can't do it, the people in the third war zone know a lot about him and Cynthia, and they will definitely guard him like a thief, although Xiaodao said before that if he comes back safely, he will no longer interfere with him, but Xiaodao can't represent everyone, she is just an S-level chaos guard.

Therefore, Mu Shaoan unexpectedly did not escape, did not rebel, did not be irritable and quieted down, dealing with all kinds of emergencies every day, large and small, not too serious, but he couldn't ignore it, he ran all over the headquarters of the entire Fourth War Zone, and dealt with all departments back and forth several times.

Occasionally, even Mu Shaoan heard the rumors, some old guys were secretly opening the market, betting on when he, a barbarian, couldn't stand these trivial things, and when did he get angry and lift the table, hang the seal and leave?

This is in line with Mu Shaoan's consistent character.

But it was just a joke, a joke that he himself thought.

He is still busy with trivial things, small things, and bad things day by day, like a housekeeper and a housewife.

Day after day, month after month.

And then year after year!

Although Mu Shaoan has the name of special intervention, whether it is the cleaner branch, the fourth war zone, or the third war zone, there has never been a high-level intervention, and the application for special intervention can be sent to him, and he no longer has to be born and die.

His entire scope of work is in this huge city.

He got to know a lot of interesting people, boring people, people with stories, people of despair, people of awe, all sorts of things.

He also encountered all kinds of strange little troubles, Chen Guzi was rotten sesame, and he was always entangled in a trivial matter.

It just keeps precipitating, or sinking.

Because he seems to have been forgotten, year after year.

He didn't even pay attention to the development of Ximu Town's LAN again.

He had become a pile of old papers, he had lost his sharpness, there was no longer that heart-pounding madness in his eyes, the spear of the sky was no longer on his back, and the long knife was still there, but it was never pulled out again.

People who come and go to do things have become accustomed to calling him Lao Mutou, and he is no longer the barbarian.

Batches of anti-virus hunters have advanced, and batches of anti-virus hunters have embarked on the journey with great ambition.

The fifth-generation system of the Chaos Base has completely covered the ten major war zones, and Claire has also become the system mother of the tenth war zone as she wished.

The virus camp is also changing with each passing day, and it is still rampant, but these have nothing to do with Mu Shaoan, only occasionally when he hears that so-and-so's world has been invaded by a virus, and so-and-so anti-virus hunters have turned the tide, he will remember it a little, and then continue to do things slowly, he has become a middle-level bureaucrat in a chaotic base.

Even his little belly grew irrepressibly, and a pinch of mustache on his chin made him look a little kind.

The barbarians seem to be gone forever.

The old guys who opened the bet also seem to have forgotten about it.

Because Mu Shaoan seems to have really precipitated.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

From three to five years,

From five to ten years.

From ten to twenty years,

From twenty to thirty years.

Time will make the stones moldy, not to mention people, let alone anti-virus hunters in the chaos base?

This thirty years is converted into the time of the mission world, which is at least equal to 300 years.

In other words, Mu Shao'an had been doing nothing here for thirty years, and the other anti-virus hunters were enough to surpass him by three levels as long as they didn't die.

If you are a newcomer, you can grow three times.

This time, no one thinks of Mu Shao'an, as an anti-virus hunter who became famous before the fifth-generation system was updated, he is like a big brother to Xiaomi Mi 6, there is a moat separating them.

12 new classes based on the 5th generation antivirus system have been widely accepted by antivirus hunters, anti-magic metals, stealth devices, new technologies, and new skills are all maturing day by day!

A bad old man who is behind the times, a brilliant figure in the pile of old papers, what is there to worry about?

However, there are some rare old friends or old enemies who come to Mu Shao'an to find a sense of existence.

For example, Xiao Lang in the eighth war zone, he is now at the peak of A-level, and it is possible to officially advance to S-level after working hard for a few decades.

"At first, I thought you were pretending, your acting skills are too superb, the city is too deep, and you are too cunning. ”

In a tavern in the biochemical zombie area, the lights were dim, the zombie girl was dancing pole dance, her mouth was making a beautiful sound, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere all around, Mu Shaoan invited Xiao Lang here, and he said so in his first sentence.

"But you've been silent for too long, and if it's been in other periods, I still think you have a huge conspiracy in the making, but in this period of the fifth-generation system renewal, it's really unwise for you to choose to be silent! You know, the virus outside is changing with each passing day, and we anti-virus hunters are also changing with each passing day, and between you and us, it's like an old man who is addicted to the era of steam locomotives, rejecting the four-stroke twelve-cylinder internal combustion engine, what are you obsessed with? Thirty years is too long. ”

"Haha, you're thinking too much. ”

Mu Shaoan laughed, stretched out his hand and touched an indescribable part of the zombie girl passing by, and then continued: "I enjoy my life now, really, full, busy, but I don't have to use my brain, I don't have to grit my teeth to fight, I love this kind of lazy days to death." ”

Xiao Lang looked at it steadily, his eyes were as sharp as knives, as if he was analyzing and chewing every word, every word, and every expression of Mu Shao'an.

After a long time, he said lightly, "Do you know, in the past thirty years, there have been a total of thirty-nine thousand five hundred access to the records of your attributes, which means that there are still many people who 'care' about you, and I have also checked it three times, thirty years, your attributes have not increased at all, this point cannot deceive people, this means that in the past thirty years, you have not made a single shot, have not trained once, and even your knife has never been pulled out, don't you worry that it will corrode?"

"Hey, it's the first time I've heard today that dark gold quality long knives can be corroded? Mu Shaoan laughed, and then took off the long knife in a grand manner, pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and almost at this moment, the hairs on the back of Xiao Lang's neck on the opposite side stood upside down, and a pair of zombie lovers who were gnawing at each other in the dim corner not far away also breathed a little heavier.

But all this was not caused by Mu Shao'an, but the name of the barbarian in the past, even if he seems to have sunk for thirty years now, but this kind of prestige is Xiao Lang, who has reached the peak of the A-level, does not dare to say that he can turn a blind eye.

No one dared to do that.

"Click, click"

Some jerky and piercing friction sounds sounded, and the dark gold long knife was really rusted!

So much so that after Mu Shaoan smoked it a few times, he only pulled out a broken knife, rusty, and miserable knife.

The tavern, which was originally lit and dark, and the music was noisy, instantly quieted down, as if someone was giving orders in unison, and some zombie dancers and waiters and bartenders all escaped with their lives.

Time seems to freeze here.

Frozen on Mu Shaoan's stunned face.

Bright, dark, and I don't know how many eyes want to analyze the truth of this expression, but after a minute they can only admit that they can't tell the difference, or the subtext is, it's true, but they don't want to believe it.

In other words, a long knife is the courage of a swordsman, Mu Shao'an, what is the difference between you and the maggots in the rotten dung pit? You insulted the name of the barbarian, you insulted the knife, so it would rather be rotten than used by you. You are a disgrace to our Fourth War Zone!"

A big man pushed away the zombie girl in his arms, jumped up and scolded.

But he wasn't the only one, inside and outside this originally vulgar tavern, there were suddenly a lot of strangers, as if they had made an appointment.

"Mu Shao'an, you are such a plaything, you give up on yourself, instead of being a maggot in a dung pit, it is better to come and fight with me, at least you can use your death to play a little role. ”

Another person jumped out and shouted, this is obviously Xiao Qisan who was bought and used by someone for some reason.

Mu Shao'an didn't get angry, he just smiled lazily, "I'm S-level authority, who among you can be bigger than me? Hey, that person, what about you, why are you rolling your eyes, have you forgotten the rules of the Chaos Base? Now that you disturb my party with my old friends, then it can already be regarded as a crime, then I can't punish you all for a hundred push-ups, you can try to refuse or resist!"

A group of strangers, you look at me, I look at you, but basically no one hesitates, even the menacing man before is no exception, because no matter what time it is, the rules of authority of the chaos base are unchanged, and the official level crushes people to death, and these people are not Mu Shaoan, they really don't have the courage to resist this simplest order, of course, in other words, if there is an SS-level old guy at this moment who asks Mu Shaoan to do a thousand push-ups, he will not dare to disobey.

At this time, when a large group of big men were doing push-ups, Mu Shaoan happily turned his head to Xiao Lang and said:

"Hahaha, do you see, I've been moisturizing all these years, brother, you're worrying too much, isn't this the feeling you want to be in the world?

Xiao Lang's face was a little weird, and then his eyes jumped twice, and he said in a deep voice: "If I challenge you, I forgot to tell you that I am also S-level authority." ”

"Hahaha, this is really the best joke I've ever heard, are you sure?" Mu Shao'an laughed heartily.

"Is this a joke?" Xiao Lang still stared at Mu Shao'an, like a fierce beast.

And Mu Shaoan gradually withdrew his smile, and suddenly, he drew a line in the void in front of Xiao Lang's neck with the palm of his right hand, looking very strange and funny.

"What are you doing?"

"Haha, guess what? The knife was given to you, as a souvenir. Mu Shaoan laughed again, carrying a wine bottle in one hand, stumbling and staggering away, leaving a group of people inexplicable.

But this time they are sure, the former barbarian Mu Shao'an has been abolished, it is wonderful to say, a fierce warrior suddenly tired of blood and killing, and became an old farmer with no ambitions, it seems that this is not the first time such a thing has happened, but this thing fell on Mu Shao'an, but it is very strange, and many people still don't believe it.

But no matter what, the facts are there, and in the next two or three years, some people will occasionally pay attention, and gradually, no one will really pay attention.

After another ten years, the name of the barbarian Mu Shao'an was completely forgotten in time, and even when he was removed from the Special Repatriation Division, there was no wave.

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"Persuade you to have a glass of wine, there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west, there is no Yangguan here, and there is no wine, although there is an old man in front of him, but this trip is a step out, and you will never turn back. ”

An intersection with a huge firewall in front and a huge firewall behind, and only a small area in between, where two figures are bidding farewell.

The speaker was a woman wearing a cloak with most of her face hidden in a hood, while the other person was Mu Shao'an, who had a scruffy beard and was thin, he was covered in coarse cloth clothes, and there was only a small package on his body, and he didn't even have a weapon.

But at this moment, his eyes are bright, and there is a half of a decadence.

"Thank you, Boss, I know what I'm doing, thank you for helping me come up with this idea, and now it seems to be too good to be true. ”

"Really, but I don't think it's worth it for you, you've wasted forty years, and in these forty years, you should have at least reached the peak of the A-rank, but now, you're just for an ethereal obsession, it's not worth it. ”

"Obsession? No, I don't think so, some things can't be measured by value, some feel that even after the vicissitudes of life, the galaxy will not dissipate, don't forget the original intention, you have to always, this is certainly a Don Quixote adventure, but who can know the final result?