As night falls, Hong'an District is still brightly lit.

Organize, transport...

The operation of large machines and the exchanges of public officials made Hong'an District, which was originally deserted, lively.

There are very few physical tissues left by the clone of the outer god, but it still allows the "Overlord Security Bureau" to obtain some physical tissues of the outer god clone, as well as the prisms left after the clone's death.

"Only three prisms were found?"

"Yes, only two of these three prisms were obtained by our people, and the remaining one was acquired from the players." The public officials reported the detailed situation to the Director of the Security Bureau.

Jiang Ye also only took three prisms, two of which were obtained by him independently killing his clones, and the other one was obtained from the war.

The remaining five Jiang Ye didn't intervene either.

You can't leave any benefits for them. If you eat big heads, you have to leave some soup. Otherwise, if you take too much stuff, not to mention the players, the strange adjustment game will definitely increase the search efforts and hope to turn it out.

"Where is the boss?"

"I didn't find it. In the melee, everyone rushed up, and I couldn't lock it up."

"Did the file come?"

"There is no big shot. I guess it's either a makeover or a straight away from the battlefield." Lu Shisan said in analyzing.

With so many people entering the file, they can't check it one by one. What year and year will it take?

Feixiong and Lu Shisan looked at each other in a row, and finally lost their goal. What is this?

"Forget it, you may encounter it again in the future."

Feixiong was not too confused. They started to help. Part of the reason was to meet the pig head boss, and part of the reason was to annihilate the outer god clone and complete the tasks of the large system and the strange adjustment bureau.

Of course, it is also to protect the people of the Federation.

"Boss, it will take some time to get aftermath. Because this battle is too hasty, the time for selecting people in the stable secret realm has been temporarily adjusted."

"I can't get out of here. After this battle, Sister Yu should be able to firmly take up the second-in-command of the division, and then there will be meritorious..."

Shen Mengxi said a lot. With the achievements of this battle, her promotion path can also be faster and more steadily.

"Just pay attention to safety and be busy with the work of the strange adjustment bureau." Jiang Ye did not give her any instructions. Now everything is still stable, and is in the early stages of development, without a large-scale strategy.

Even if Jiang Ye thinks, he needs someone to do it.

Jiang Ye didn't think about stoking the air and making the air conditioner. Such a large-scale mechanism would not allow him to be stoked by a high school player. He could push one or two big guys with a strong voice. He could quickly know if there was any disturbance and not blind. This was enough.

There are many smart people in this world, and some people can even guess the truth of the matter by relying on intuition alone.

Jiang Ye never looked down on others just because he had the upper hand. Every one of those high-ranking and powerful bosses is not simple.

Walking on the road, today's night is no different from yesterday's night, and most of the people are not insiders of this battle.

Although many people are unbelievable because of the appearance of the outer god clone, the city seems to have not changed much.

The office worker who squeezed into the subway held his cell phone and lowered his head to brush.

Jiang Ye glanced over and saw that what was pushed on his mobile phone was just normal news, such as gossip of a certain celebrity, or the investigation of a case, and some electronic devices were about to be released.

All the head-down tribes in the subway have a variety of information pushed by them, but there is no one about the clone of the outer god.

Is the battle big?

It’s big, it’s big, it’s naturally small.

It is so big that laser equipment is needed, and even wind and thunder gather in the sky, the sky and the earth change color.

As small as these people in Hong'an District, after so long the war seemed to have nothing happened.

Jiang Ye logged into the civil forums on the Internet. Although there were sporadic remarks and pictures, they disappeared quickly. More people complained that the 2g network was instable, and there was a large-scale outage in the morning.

Jiang Ye looked at his phone with a smile. The 2g network speed is indeed easy for the Federation. Once the Internet is controlled, most of the netizens who stay at home become blind and mute.

The entire battle lasted only a little longer, and the outer god clones in other places were annihilated within an hour.

I don’t know if there are players with strong mental power in the strange adjustment game. If you borrow some professional props for hypnosis, those people who have been moved out to settle can handle it properly.

Then there is the claim and the restoration of the original building.

"No wonder Hong'an District is brightly lit. It's probably the aftermath is being cured now." How to curb the aftermath of the strange adjustment bureau is not a problem that Jiang Ye needs to consider.

It's the end of July, and the subway is quite cool.

Jiang Ye stood in front of the platform, and a middle-aged man not far away was putting his cell phone back into the briefcase, looking ahead frustratedly, slowly walking into the yellow line.

Perhaps the young man beside him saw something, he hurriedly ran over, grabbed the middle-aged man, and dragged him out of the yellow line.

The subway whizzed past, scaring the middle-aged man who wanted to lie on the tracks frantically, fearing that he would be touched.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is living without legs.

Perhaps middle-aged people do not realize this, or even instinctively seek benefits and avoid harm, or the idea of ​​suicide is wiped out by the whistling subway, and after extinguishing and calming down, they begin to cherish their lives.

The adult collapse was just a moment when the middle-aged man cried, hugged his head and cried bitterly, thanking the people beside him who helped him.

Maybe it's difficult, but it's still alive and still alive.

“But are those we face real?”

The subway whizzed by, and the cold wind blew Jiang Ye's clothes. He looked at the reflected face on the subway partition glass.

Maintain false truth and peace.

And what causes all this.

Is it the Dawn Federation?

no!

Is it the emergence of the player's system?

At first glance, it looks smooth, and even all the reasons can be attributed to it, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that it is a bit difficult to explain.

Jiang Ye stepped into the clean subway carriage. No one could explain this kind of thing, or maybe anyone could explain it.

A philosophical question that is too metaphysical, and a half-baked person like Jiang Ye can't answer it.

I can only wait slowly and let time give us the most correct answer.

...

"I'm back."

He said something naturally and turned on the light.

"I'm back." Xia Ya walked out of the bedroom door.

The ghost baby came up and crawled on Jiang Ye's neck, showing a look of nostalgia on his face.

Jiang Ye held Guiying's armpits and raised her hands in front of him. A look of confusion flashed across her face, and murmured: "Why can't you grow up just by eating? Is it always so big? It won't change?"

The ghost baby was so silly that he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Ye looked at Xia Ya strangely. Xia Ya didn't seem to have much energy, and the sound of the game was not loud either.

"It's better to play a different RPG game. Moba games are not suitable for elderly people like me."

Put the ghost baby on his shoulder, turn on the TV, turn on the switch of the electric kettle, burn hot water in the bathroom, turn on the laptop, and complete one set of actions in one go.

"By the way, someone came to you in the morning, and I didn't open the door even if I knocked on it."

"Did you say who it is?"

"It seems that he is called Zhao Jingwu." Xia Ya rummaged through the refrigerator, held the snacks in her hand and was about to walk towards her bedroom.

"I understand." Jiang Ye nodded. He probably understood what was going on.

"I'll go out."

...

Jiang Ye raised his hands and gave him no silver bracelet, but instead gave him a cup of coffee.

Moreover, there were many things in the police station, and the public officials who were in contact seemed to have not seen Jiang Ye pass by him.

Zhao Jingwu had no intention of looking for him, so he asked someone to give him a cup of coffee and then disappeared.

Jiang Ye sat inside and opened his eyes.

"Have you finished recording?"

"No."

"Let's record first."

Chu Hui sat opposite the table and opened the notebook in his hand: "Young man, we're meeting again."

Jiang Ye smiled. The impression of meeting this person for the first time was not good at all. Not only this one, but the impression of meeting the first time with their branch was not very good.

After the transcripts were finished, Chu Hui had no intention of leaving.

"Can I leave?" Jiang Ye moved his muscles and sat for more than an hour, and was spectators for the first forty minutes. If he hadn't known that Zhao Jingwu was indeed very busy, Jiang Ye would have thought Zhao Jingwu was giving him a warning.

"Sorry, please wait a moment. Our Team Zhao has something to tell you."
To be continued...