Lijian is headquartered in the suburbs of Xinjing, five or six kilometers away from the outermost part of the city. It is deserted and covered with weeds. In addition to the possible wariness on it, it may also have a sense of invisibility.

However, it is precisely because of this that the Sword Department covers a large area and occupies an area of ​​hundreds of acres.

It has an independent thermal power station, scientific research department, hospital, weapon processing plant, and a direct rapid response force including the Air Force, which does not include some related cooperative institutions.

There are 45 official members of the entire Lijian Headquarters and more than 200 reserve members. Including logistics, ordinary soldiers, researchers, doctors, technicians, etc., and other auxiliary personnel, the number is close to 2,000.

Of course, as such a large department and so many team members, the role of Lijian Headquarters is naturally not just to protect Xinjing and lead the Lijian Detachment in various places, but also to rebuild the safety work of mining and oil areas in the area.

The mining area is not only inside the reconstruction area, but the bad environment is relatively safe. A considerable part of it is in enclaves outside the reconstruction area. There are mutated creatures raging, and the bad environment is extremely harsh. Guangguang sent troops to the army to suffer heavy losses and it is difficult to achieve results. At this time, evolutionists from the Sword Department often need to be stationed.

On the long way toward the office building, Luo Yuan listened to the deputy director of the Organization Department briefly introduced a few words and had a rough understanding of this sword headquarters. The entire sword department is undoubtedly an independent kingdom.

The two walked to the office door and someone was already greeting him.

"Minister Dong, we're meeting again. Let me introduce you to you. This is the Minister of the Sword Department, Minister Dong Huijun, and this is Luo Yuan, the newly appointed deputy minister. You will be colleagues from the same department from now on."

"Deputy Minister Luo! Although I have never seen him, he has been famous for a long time. I have long been famous. Welcome to the Sword Department." Minister Dong laughed before he could speak, and was extremely cheerful. Before Luo Yuan could introduce him, he stretched out his hand and put his posture very low.

He looked about forty or fifty years old, and he was almost middle-aged, but his face was covered with thick bags of eyes, and he looked a little tired. It is conceivable that as a non-evolver, he, the nominal minister of the Sword Department, was obviously not easy to do.

"Hello, Minister!" Luo Yuan shook hands with him with a smile. His attitude was neither enthusiastic nor cold. He knew very well that as an evolutionist, he had to show his position no matter what, otherwise no matter how strong he was, he might not be able to convince the public.

"The conference room has been arranged long ago, so I'll wait for you." Minister Dong said with a smile on his face.

The few people quickly walked towards the conference room. The Minister Ling he had seen before did not come forward, but he saw him in the conference room. His secretary was sitting next to him. Luo Yuan couldn't help but look at her. It turned out to be a beautiful woman.

But that's all. Luo Yuan withdrew his gaze and thought to himself that he really thought of him as **.

Seeing Luo Yuan come in, all the eyes in the conference room looked at him.

Doubt, disdain, surprise, and also examine.

Feeling the deep repulsion and malice in these gazes, Luo Yuan frowned, then smiled with a self-deprecating smile, and stepped in naturally. Before he could take a few steps, Ling Zhongan, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up. With his movements, the originally noisy conference room suddenly became silent and silent, and everyone seemed to have held their breath.

Luo Yuan stopped and looked at him calmly, not sure if the other party was satisfied.

Ling Zhongan walked in front of Luo Yuan a few steps. He was tall, majestic, and his thick chest was filled with a powerful sense of power.

Luo Yuan looked a little shorter in front of him, and he stretched out his hand and said, "I met him just now, my name is Ling Zhongan."

"Luo Yuan, thank you for helping you!" Luo Yuan finally smiled and reached out to hold it. It can be seen that his prestige among the evolvers is quite high. Compared with him, the minister in the name is like a decoration, without any prestige.

His kind-hearted action greatly improved Luo Yuan's situation, at least he was no longer so repulsive, although he didn't care.

"It's just a simple task. I won't attend your new meeting. I'm bored. I'll drink together later. I have some good wine before the end of the world."

"Drink, of course I will accompany you!" Luo Yuan said with a smile.

Then Ling Zhongan rolled his eyes secretly and left the conference room, and the secretary behind quickly followed.

Luo Yuan was envious of him. He could not be as free and easy as Ling Zhongan. He had a moderate taste in his personality and acted steadily. As long as there was no interest involved, he would not offend anyone. He could suppress his composure with the street director, and could also resist his annoyance and abide by the rules of the officialdom.

Next, he followed the new procedures step by step, but as Ling Zhongan said, it was really boring. Fortunately, the person who arranged the draft was probably considered to be very short because of the specialty of the Sword Department.

The meeting ended in more than ten minutes.

Everyone came out in a row. Luo Yuan walked out of the door of the conference room and found Ling Zhongan squatting in the corner of the wall without any silence, while the secretary next to him was gone.

"Go and drink." Seeing Luo Yuan come out, Ling Zhongan clapped his hands and stood up and said.

"So early?" Luo Yuan looked at the time. It was less than 9:30, and it was still early before lunch.

"Where is the time to drink?" He said as he put his arms around Luo Yuan's shoulders and enthusiastically prepared to drag him away. Luo Yuan was a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously raised his shoulders, and the muscles bounced, and the air made a buzzing sound, and the shoulders were blurred.

Ling Zhongan's back of his hand suddenly shook, and his body was shaken back several steps. The cement floor was trampled and broken layer by layer. The next moment he leaned heavily against the wall. With a click, the wall was broken and collapsed.

Ling Zhongan shook the dust and stood up without any injuries. He shook his slightly numb wrists, and his face showed an excitement. He was not angry but happy, saying, "You are so powerful, when will we discuss it?"

At this time, the crowd nearby had not completely left. When they saw the destruction scene that seemed like a demolition site, they were shocked.

In fact, it was more than just others, even Luo Yuan was surprised.

During systematic training, muscle movements are never independent. He seems to be just the muscles on his shoulders move, but in fact, all the muscles in his body are connected, and the power that bursts out in a short distance is almost one-third more than his full force to punch a punch.

Even after transforming, Fang Peibin couldn't stand the weight of seven or eight tons, but it was not hurt to hit him. He seemed to have been retreating all the time, but in fact he was just a limitation of human weight, which allowed him to remove his strength through continuous retreat.

"You are not bad, you can play with each other anytime, go and drink first." Luo Yuan did not refuse, and a rare look of excitement arose in his heart. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Faced with such a strong opponent, if you don't play with each other, you will be very itchy to compete for a high or low level without a good match.
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