Based on the above view, when Sha Ye took the application form the next afternoon and asked Shi Min, who was his partner, to help sign and confirm, he was so shocked that he didn't come back for a long time.

"Stop, when did you get in touch with me on the person in charge of the game behind your back?"

"It's so ugly. Rules are the dead elves who live. If everyone lives like you, they will never be able to make a fortune."

"Don't talk too much nonsense, what's going on?"

"It's very simple. Based on the address provided in the notice, I found the main person in charge with the projector, and then gave him a 'slight hint of some missing on the registration list' and it was settled. If it were Qiuyue, I would definitely spend a lot of time attacking the firewall."

Shi Min was speechless. This is indeed a convenient ability. Although the current encryption technology is being updated in a variety of ways, it is still humans who finally launched these technologies. As long as they master this key, there is no need for complex deciphering technology.

In this sense, this guy should be regarded as the most terrifying artificial electronic elves.

"But the trials have already begun?"

"It's okay, the pre-selecting plan is going on for six days, and now is the first day. I'll arrange myself on the last day, but I'll have to ask you to come and confirm the information at that time."

"Ah? Why am I here?"

"It's nonsense. Even if a young kid in his early teens performs on stage, parents have to watch it. What's more, we artificial electronic elves are still a column of valuables. The trouble for the organizer will be huge, so the owner must be present."

“…Okay, I understand.”

Sha Ye nodded with satisfaction, bypassed Shi Min and sat on the mattress, enjoying the warm sunshine and the softness of the mattress, leaving Shi Min to look at his bedside in the hard bed and resentment. That was all his assets that he had been squeezed out!

Damn it, this master is a failure.

"Dingling"

The monotonous ringtone that had never changed since I bought it rang. Shi Min shakingly answered the phone, and Lu Yao's anxious voice suddenly came from the other end.

"Hey, junior, let's clean up and let's go."

"Ah, so fast, senior sister, didn't you say that those foreign visiting groups will arrive after the genius?"

"It's the day after tomorrow, but who's talking about this with you? Mr. Li just woke up in the military hospital. Change your clothes and pants that you can enjoy. Let's go and visit Big *OSS."

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"Ahem, damn it."

A cursed tone rang out in the dusty space, and Springfield woke up and coughed violently by the dust floating around in the abandoned factory.

The carefully planned large-scale raid for the No. 3 training ground was basically achieved. Although one [Bayesset] was lost, the technical content of that type of early mass production machine was not high, and the risk of leaking was not high. The greatest success was to be recaptured with the ace - the induction control device.

But Springfield felt very dissatisfied because while regaining the landline, he also suffered a huge loss in Chen Ben. First of all, his comfortable presidential suite was unable to live anymore by the overwhelming search of agents, so he had to turn back to the abandoned factory. However, there was no one living in this place for many years. Even if it was cleaned, a lot of dust appeared inexplicably, which made him feel that his trachea was about to get inflamed.

"Huh, it's finally done."

Springfield glanced out the window and dispelled the last bit of pain left in his head, allowing his abundant mental defense to re-operate, and opened his tentacles significantly outward.

But an annoying guy has been wandering around since yesterday, trying to break through his mental defense while he was injured by mental attacks and unable to maintain the huge brain wave operation at all times. However, under his precise maneuvering defense, he was not attacked by his opponent. However, because he could not maintain the search mode, he could not confirm the opponent's position. In this way, the stalemate remained until dawn.

The [Tapir C1] aircraftman... is it the same person who activated [Gustav] before? This is very likely because humans are absolutely unable to issue mental attacks of this intensity, and those garbage can't even adjust their own brain waves...

A cough interrupted his thoughts, so he decided to solve the problem in front of him first.

“Who cleaned the room?”

Springfield asked pressed his forehead.

The two guards standing at the door seemed to be shouted by a ghost, and their bodies immediately shivered and walked in terrifyingly and reported:

"Report, Chief Springfield, it's us..."

"very good."

After confirming their cleaning results, Springfield pulled out his pistol and smashed the head of the guard on the left with one shot. The bones and brains splashed together, leaving only one person's face.

"So why I feel like I haven't cleaned it up at all."

The remaining guard suddenly shivered even harder, and he wanted to be the one who was beaten to death just now.

When he started asking for the reason, it usually means that the superior had a great interest in killing people. Maybe he gave him a reason and gave him a shot, hitting him from his thigh to his heart until he was killed.

“Yes…yes…because….”

The guard's tongue was almost stiff and unable to turn.

"Speak quickly."

Springfield slowly fiddled with the pistol, adjusting the muzzle one by one like a joke.

At this moment, a voice suddenly penetrated into this bloody conversation.

"Springfield, you're killing people again."

Upon hearing this, Springfield let out a heavy "tsk" sound, took the pistol back into the holster, turned his head to look at the figure that appeared at the door of the second floor, and was looming because of the backlight.

"What a joke, Mauser, in terms of the number of people killed, I'm not as much as yours."

The guard who had just secretly glad that he had saved his life was so scared that he was no longer shy when he heard this. He almost wet his pants and stood attentively and saluted.

"Hello, Chief Mauser."

The figure moved for a moment, as if turning his gaze to this side.

"My feet are closed and three centimeters smaller than the standard value, and the fingers should be placed on the temple rather than the eye socket. My evaluation is completely unqualified. Can you understand the Sergeant?"

"Yes...I'm sorry, Chief Mauser."

"Okay, you go out first."

The guards ran out in panic, and Springfield's expression became more and more unhappy.

"Don't drive my subordinates casually, Mauser, don't get into a thrust everywhere."

Facing the doubts of officers of the same level, Mauser's voice was still very dull, so light that it made people unable to hear their gender.

"You're too worried, I just care about my own affairs, for example, Springfield, you messed up the National Day attack plan arranged by the committee, right? It's said that they lost their landlines, and the old men were furious."

"Hehe, not only are those old antiques rust-not only their brains, but their intelligence channels are also rust-free. Can you get rid of Kragg and contact the nursing home?"

Springfield laughed strangely.

"You are so disrespectful to the committee members. Springfield, you should think about how to go back and receive the punishment first. To be honest, the judgment above may be slightly lighter in terms of your failure in the first mission."

Mauser seemed to frown slightly.

"Ah, punishment? But dear Mauser, I haven't failed yet, aren't I? The mecha is still there and the military parade is still there, just because something unexpected happened and I didn't catch up with the good auspicious day."

"Ahh, according to the information I have in hand, next month's military parade will be strengthened by the capital garrison troops. The mecha you have in hand lost one at the port, another when attacking the Armory No. 1, and another one is seriously injured and cannot be repaired and can only be scrapped. Do you want to use these five mechas to complete the mission?"

"Of course, just let those old men close their mouths and watch the show."

Mauser was silent and gave a sentence without any emotion for a long time:

"You're a lunatic, Springfield."

"Ahhh, thank you for your praise. By the way, your work in this country should be more than just a star official."

"Is the intelligence very well-informed? There were two boring tasks to be done, but now I find the accident interesting. So after all, I will convey the situation to the committee. Please do it yourself, Springfield."

As the last word came out, Mauser's figure disappeared from the door, and no one could see clearly how he came and how he left, including Springfield.

"Hehe, I'm doing it myself, I'm doing it myself."

Springfield sneered and said to himself:
Chapter completed!