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Five hundred and fifty-three chapters the end of the eighth world(2/2)

"Young people are always full of meaningless expectations." Su Lin turned her head and whispered towards the faint transparent body on his shoulder: "...Do you think so? Xiao Ai."

"Thank you everyone for watching, the United Group will always stand with everyone"

With a click, Su Mingan, sitting on the bed in his personal space, closed the speech interface.

It is said that this speech has been brewing for a long time, and many people are waiting to watch it. He only learned about it after chatting with Lin Yin for a few words, and it seems that the effect is indeed good.

Even he was a little excited when he heard it, and he couldn't help but understand the behavior of the joint group in allocating resources.

It's quite beautifully done.

The pessimistic trend that has been reversed in this way should continue for a while, allowing people to continue to be hopeful for the future. Until the next disaster occurs, it is like anti-cancer drugs. The first time is most effective, but when the disease occurs later, the second time, and the third time.

times...the effect will continue to decrease.

"Ding dong!"

Suddenly he received an email.

When I opened it, I saw a reply from Su Lin.

I forgive you. This simple line of words makes Su Mingan unable to understand. Forgive what?

Do you forgive him for pulling Su out of Playa? Is this man so easy to talk to?

He closed his mailbox, put on his coat, and clicked on the transfer interface in his personal space—just ten minutes ago, he received an invitation from the joint group.

The joint group sent an email, inviting him to go to the top level of the Peace Dove Rescue Association headquarters in District 12 to visit Edward, who was being treated for a mental breakdown.

It is worth mentioning that when Lu Shu learned about this, he also wanted to provide him with a basket of chrysanthemums for commemoration. It was Sibur's beard that drove Edward crazy. Su Mingan was very interested in whether Edward was really crazy or pretending to be crazy.

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"Wow!"

In a flash of white light, he teleported to District 12, which is part of the United Regiment.

The first thing he saw waiting there was a person he hadn't seen for a long time.

When Su Mingan saw this man with an upright military posture again, he felt that times had changed.

"Welcome to the United Group." Yang Changxu saluted.

"Long time no see," Su Mingan said,

It was clearly three months ago that he met the soldier who had established a shelter in the apocalypse for the first time, but now it felt like a century had passed.

The joint team knew that he didn't like extravagant ostentation, so Yang Changxu took him to the top of the hospital with a few junior ministers.

Outside the door, he heard the almost loud voice of the always proud, prince-like Glen man.

"Get out! Get out of here, all of you!"

There was a sound of objects being thrown, and several people dressed as nurses retreated helplessly.

Through the crack in the door, Su Ming'an vaguely saw the man with blond hair, the anger and fatigue on his face. "Su Ming'an!" Edward saw Su Ming'an standing at the door at a glance, and the expression on his face immediately became ferocious.

"Squirt." Su Ming'an took half a step back, avoiding the soft pillow thrown by Edward.

He really felt that the United Group invited him here not to visit, but to pay tribute.

"Why are you here!—Are you here to see my joke?" Edward looked angry.
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