The novel he's reading is something he picked up from a paper recycling bin. This is a sequel to a mage novel. The protagonist of the story is a poor, thin mage, who is not the last descendant of some royal family that has destroyed an ancient kingdom, and he does not carry any responsibility to challenge the tyrant to marry the other party's daughter (who must be beautiful), nor does he inherit any respect, which will attract a vote of courtiers to spontaneously arch his bloodline as king. The goal of his efforts is just not to worry about food and clothing, and the author does not give him an artifact that fell from the sky when the ancient hero saved Shijie (by the way, he was designated as the next savior), this kind of thing that does not give people positive hope at all can actually be sequeled, which is incredible.

Not only that, but the location where the protagonist works is blown up every time, and the whole book is completely uninspiring, except for the author's struggle to find a new way to detonate it. How can you write a novel about something you can see on the streets? Novels are sold only if they can't happen in reality. Because the protagonist has been inverting the frieze and looks like he is weak, the author also urgently arranges a strong enough enemy to fight him in this episode, so that he can turn on the protagonist's power.

As he saw the highlights, Nemo and Lisna walked through the door with the weapon's detection effect and into the wiring room, heading straight for Syke, who was hiding behind the box.

"I heard you're up there with Norpige?" Namo stomped on the hem of Rick's clothes.

Rick frowned and pulled his clothes out, "Bad luck. You're right, the chairman with the broad name is dead. I don't see any decent defenses at all. 」

"If it's him who dies, that's fine. Naimo took out a piece of paper torn from his notebook and handed it to Xi Ke, "Take it and see the 'Chinese food' I bought." 」

It was all handwritten Nopig information, which was exactly what Rick had hoped to get from Dai.

As he read, Rick asked Namo, "Do you seriously want to kill Norpig?"

"Yes. Naimo opened the wrapper of his real lunch, which contained a smoked chicken burger stuffed with vegetables and tomatoes. He took a few bites, swallowed it, and said, "I want to sell Oo a favor. 」

"For every extra day I live, I will receive an extra day of salary, and I will work hard. Rick said.

The criminal story of Nopig written on the notebook paper is brilliant. Many robbers who invaded homes and killed people were just the basics, and he would attack the facilities of the Staff of Light, even targeting the places related to the archmage. Xi Ke finally understood that the first intelligence department of the mage was so nervous about the secret report of Nopig's attack on the fourth incinerator, which was also related to the archmage, and it was indeed a high-risk location.

He is a criminal who treats murder as entertainment. Most of his offenses were unnecessary, but he did it anyway. His violence is not just used to remove obstacles, he enjoys the process of using violence.

When he is interested, he will also eat black and black, regardless of the bright side or the dark side of the society, he will treat it as a fat sheep, so both black and white want his head. He was all alone, and no one wanted to cooperate with such a madman. The court has issued his "death warrant". Who, where, and under what circumstances can kill him without legal responsibility.

According to the information, Norpige did not attend Mage University or Make-up School, nor did he have anything to do with the Order of the Night.

"Kohogaim Kejar. Naimo told Chairman Nick the correct name, but he didn't want to mention the man's last name.

"Do you remember?"

"He's a celebrity for criminals. It is the ultimate insurance for murderers. Naimo sneered.

Rick looked at his expression, and it didn't seem to be a compliment. "The best thing is for us to kill Norpig, and you take the news of his death, but don't let the police know, so that I can get a little longer before the alarm is lifted because he hasn't shown up for a long time......," said Syke, "The best thing is for a while," said Nick in a whisper.

"That's a good idea, I can dispose of the corpse, you get paid......

The opponent is obviously a recognized dangerous person, but the two men treat Norpige as a fat sheep and discuss how to get the most out of it.

"What is the First Intelligence Department going to do?" asked Rick. According to the previous experience, since Norpig himself has appeared, the First Intelligence Department of the Mage should have rushed to search this place in a blanket manner.

"You can't do anything. They can't get in. 」

Rick looked up at Namo, raising an eyebrow for him to explain.

"This is not the 'frontier of the power map' like the Fourth Incinerator, and all the mages with backgrounds are either related to this place or are trying to get involved with it. There are always a lot of ridiculous reasons to refuse necessary assistance in such a place, and you will know after a long time. 」

Before he came here, he asked the Director of the Mage Practice Bureau, "What is the situation inside this place?" How far has Norpig's rage been? The Director couldn't tell clearly, as if the outside world didn't know about it.

He spread out a large map. This is the floor plan of the building that he brought from the lobby for the public to use. He knew at a glance that there were a lot of hidden spaces that weren't marked, but it didn't matter, he would fill them up slowly.

"Let's plan how the two of us are going to kill him. As he spoke, he circled the entrance and exit with his pen.

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After completing the initial plan, they took the plan book to the security department, hoping that the security department could give them some information assistance, let them know whether the plan is worth implementing, and confirm how many people can be helpers.

But the offices of the security services were empty, no one was there. As he walked to the counter, he saw a cardboard box on the counter, containing a large stack of haode envelopes with the words "resignation" written in various handwritings.

"Should we all quit?" Rick leaned forward and leaned forward to see that no one was hiding behind the counter or under the table to eat lunch.

"Look at this. Naimo walked over to the whiteboard hanging on the wall and pointed to a lecture on "Promising Futures" on the calendar that security officers were "self-attending." They reasonably speculate that the security services were all forced to participate "autonomously".

Rick turned his head to look at the clock, this time should have ended. It's almost time for someone to come back here. So they decided to go to the lecture venue.

The lecture on "A Promising Future" was held in Auditorium 2. Because there were signs everywhere to go to the lecture, they found it at once. The three of them put their heads on top of each other at the door, and their heads poked out to form a totem pole and peeked into the field.

Xi Ke didn't know when the lecture venue became a must-have facility for enterprises, but in short, there were hundreds of mages in ugly uniforms sitting in cheap iron chairs. On the podium was the speaker's resume, and in addition to a long list of titles suspected of being international organizations, he was also a university professor. The content of his speech revealed that he was actually a kindergarten teacher, and his goal in life was to get adults to retire and go back to child safety chairs.

The clichés that Sister Dai had said, and which had been specially printed in a book for Xi Ke to read, were being repeated in different terms in the speaker's mouth.

The speaker shouted in a high-pitched voice, "If you have faith, things will work out!"

The ugly uniformed mages in the audience all shouted, "I am the most haode!"

Rick didn't know which of them was the most haode.

The speaker thought they weren't loud enough and forced them to get up and start over several times.

Xi Ke looked to the back of the room, and found an ornate sofa chair on the side of the ugly uniformed mage Zuihou. Since everyone can now only "autonomously" focus on the podium, the person sitting on the sofa chair is free to observe the ugly uniformed mages, but no one can look at him.

On that armchair sat Sister Dai, and another broad, male mage who was not wearing an ugly uniform.

"That's Kohogaim Kejar. Lisna looked up and told Rick. Between them was Naimo's head and his hat, not close.

The chairman has broad shoulders and short legs, a square face, but his jaw is so wide that it feels a little trapezoidal. His lips were thick, but they didn't feel elastic. His complexion was tanned, but it was too evenly tanned, not like it was tanned by outdoor activities, more like a pseudo-healthy style created by a tanning machine and colored with mud. His hair was cut short, and his scalp could be seen at an angle, but it was still difficult to see his ears clinging to his head. His neck was thick, and he wore a gray-blue custom dress that perfectly flattered his figure, and with shoulder pads, the elegant multi-layered blue alone was not comparable to the inferior plastic blue of the ugly uniform. Probably only a person like Xi Ke can not be affected by his clothes, and he can see that his figure and face will not make people want to put their eyes there for a few more seconds, and they are hunchbacked.

The long row of medals on his chest was enough to drown him in. It is full of various totems such as birds and flowers with wings spread, and the names of the awarding units of each party, most of which are embellished with silver backgrounds, red or blue. He nailed the medals to expensive ribbons woven with gold thread. The first thing I saw when I saw the ribbon and the medal on his head was the first thing I saw when I saw his custom-made uniform, and I probably didn't really see what he looked like until I left.

With a satisfied smile on his face at the moment, he watches his employees waste their lives shouting the same slogan.

The presentation is finally over. Kuo He took the stage to shake hands with the speaker. They give each other compliments as gifts, believing that the other person is the person with the most moral conscience and educational zeal they have ever seen in their lives, and that the whole Shijie can no longer find anyone with a more moral conscience and educational zeal, even more than themselves. Since both of them were well-known people with authority, they recognized each other as the top two with the most moral conscience and educational zeal on Shijie.

Rick was dozing off and woke up to the applause. The keynote speaker and the local leaders have already shaken hands on the stage.

"Meet the ...... Kohogaim," the speaker took nearly forty notes to finish the full name of Kohogaim. 「...... It's the most haode thing I've ever encountered in my life. The speaker held his hand attentively: "It changed my life and opened my eyes. He taught me to be humble and eliminated my selfishness. We all privately call him 'Saint Kuo......'" and his full name was repeated. Since it is a private title, Weishenme wants to say to all employees in public, and it is clear that everyone wants to replace the official title with this.

The presenter's face suddenly twisted, as if it had been received on a bad television. The speaker said, "He let me know that this shijie is a human being. According to the custom of giving gifts to each other, the next step is to return a copy of all the compliments received, but the speaker grabbed Kuo's hand and exclaimed, "Your head is too high!"

The ugly uniformed mage, who was sitting first in the first row, jumped up.

The speaker's body rose up like a balloon, his clothes were torn, and the whole person turned into a bumpy sphere and continued to expand, and Zuihou even held his skin to the limit and exploded. Kuo He was stunned there from beginning to end, and he didn't even let go of his hand. It was the ugly uniformed mage who rushed up to pull him apart and erect the wall to save him in the explosion.

The powerful blasting force blew all the lights on the ceiling of the performance hall. The podium disappears completely, and the chairs in the room one floor below can be seen directly.

Naimo whistled.

There was chaos in the performance hall, with fragments of the presenter's skin hanging everywhere. Dust slowly drifts down. The ugly uniformed mages rushed to the exits to guard and inspect the underside of each chair.

Xi Ke and the others raised their hands and asked those people to check their passes.

Kuo He was stunned, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and the first thing he said was to scold the mage who had saved him: "What are you doing? How did you let him sneak in? Are you doing something?"

The string of reproaches continued for twelve minutes, until he choked on his own saliva and his momentum was interrupted, and then reluctantly left with the support of his sister to change out of his dusty dress.

A search of the scene by the ugly uniformed mage did not find any useful clues, and they sealed off the performance hall and returned to the security offices. Rick and the others followed them back.