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Chapter 8 The most important thing is balance

The streets are full of traffic, and high-tech textures are shuttled back and forth.

Next to the most lively intersection in Yanglu City, a towering building penetrates into the sky.

The three words "war preparations" are hung on the top of the building.

As an organization that cultivates talents in the Daxia Kingdom, the status of the War Readiness Bureau is not low. It is reasonable to own such a building alone.

Director's Office!

"Brother, you are really good. I worked hard outside to run errands for you, but you are drinking tea here and enjoying it."

Sima Yan stepped on her high heels and made a thud sound, telling her dissatisfaction.

"Cough cough..." Seeing Sima Yan, Sima Guan coughed twice with a little embarrassedly.

"Did you see me enjoy it? I am clearly worried about the world, and what you see is just appearance."

"Okay, sit down and have a cup of tea. The best six-star dragon flame tea is specially prepared for you." Sima Guan said while pouring tea for Sima Yan.

"Can you die if you don't brag? You still worry about the worries of the world." Sima Yan pretended to be angry for a while, then threw a stack of information on Sima Guan's table.

"The electronic version has been encrypted and sent to the family database. The A-level permissions are the only paper version."

"There are 123 high schools in Yanglu City, and there are 37 people who meet the 'special' you said. These are statistical data."

Sima Yan briefly reported the statistics. There are many high schools in Yanglu City. This time, it took a lot of time to implement data collection.

Seeing this stack of information, Sima Guan smiled knowingly.

"Kongming, Kongming, because of your words, do you know how much I have paid? You can't let me down!"

Then, he looked at Sima Yan, put a piece of paper in front of Sima Yan, and said seriously: "The reward is for you. Before that, there are still some things that you need to do."

"What are on paper?" Sima Yan asked in confusion.

Sima Guan nodded, Sima Yan picked up the paper and read it, the content was all handwritten.

The more you looked, the more shocked Sima Yan was: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I know, I'm very sober." Sima Guan's face did not change, without any expression.

"The Cao family is our partner for generations. Don't you think the one you should target is our old enemy, Zhuge family?"

"Although the Shadow Leopard Legion belongs to the Cao family, it was also formed by you personally. From the Shadow Legion General Xu Chu to every soldier, this is not only the Cao family legion, but also your hard work."

"That's it... won't you feel heartbroken?"

The more he spoke, Sima Yan became more angry, as if he had touched her bottom line.

"Yan, you have to remember that the most dangerous thing is not the enemy, but the seemingly good friends. Under the general trend, old enemies are sometimes more reliable than partners."

"Being a partner now does not mean that you will always be. The ambition of the Cao family is not something you can imagine."

"We families rely on the Daxia Kingdom, and each family has a representative. They seem harmonious, but in fact they are undercurrents."

"If our Sima family is soft-hearted, the one that is swallowed up will be the Sima family. The most important thing is balance, do you understand?"

After saying that, Sima Guan sat on his chair with a calm expression and quietly looked at Sima Yan, his favorite sister.

"Anyway, my parents died early, so I can't listen to you in a brainless way." After Sima Yan finished speaking, she pushed the paper back, and she had already recorded the content.

well……

When Sima Yan left, Sima Guan sighed heavily. Recently, more and more foreign wormholes have appeared.

Then he picked up the information on the table.

Han Sheng, male, eighteen years old, one-star sergeant, Yanglu No. 8 Middle School High School Class 9... Techniques [Fighting on the Wave]... Kill a primary ghost outside Yanglu City No. 12...

What is listed above is Han Sheng’s information, including all activity trajectories, life profiles, family status, etc.

"Kong Ming, what do you want these things?"

...

Outside Yanglu City, twenty kilometers southwest, the Qilian mountains.

Unlike other places, the mountains here are stretching and there is a desolate feeling. An hour passed, and Han Sheng and his group didn't even see a single figure.

Unexpectedly, there would be a primary ghost in such a desolate place.

You should know that the primary ghosts within a radius of 30 kilometers of Yanglu City have almost been cleaned up, and the rest are some medium and high-level ghosts.

Even the places where the ghosts often occupy are cleaned up, let alone places where the ghosts don't come easily.

Compared to sparsely populated areas, ghosts prefer places with a large population, where they can obtain the flesh and blood of evolution, which is instinct.

If it weren't for the city walls that had formations and ancient talismans, those ghosts would probably have rushed into the city wildly.

"How long will it take?" Han Sheng asked patiently.

"How long will it take?" Marco Xin turned her head and asked Zhong Mei.

Well, Marcoxin didn't know where it was. This news was provided by Zhong Mei, and I thought it was Marcoxin.

Listening to the two of them’s questions, Zhong Mei stood there directly and said softly: “It’s here.”

"Here...here? That's it?"

Han Sheng also wanted to ask this question, the narrow valley has little space around it. The most important thing is that there is almost no hidden place here. Are you sure the ghost will be in such a place?

"Well, that's it, who's bleeding?" Zhong Mei put his eyes directly on Han Sheng, as if he was asking for advice, but in fact he was very clear about the meaning.

Bloodletting is the easiest way for them to attract ghosts. Low-level ghosts have not been activated, and they basically have the most instinctive impulse.

Facing flesh and blood, they will do whatever they want.

"I'll do it." Han Sheng glanced at Ma Kexin and took the matter down.

Even though he knew that Zhong Mei was targeting him, he didn't care, so he wouldn't just get upset in such small things.

Han Sheng took out the knife he carried with him, made a hole in his arm, and put some fresh blood. After almost the same, he quickly applied the traceless cream.

This is a trauma magic medicine produced by Xia Kingdom. The main raw material comes from a foreign land. It stops bleeding in three minutes, and the wound begins to recover in half an hour. Even the scar will disappear in a week.

Apart from the blood released, there is no other blood. Once a high-level ghost is attracted, you can escape immediately.

"Okay, get ready!" Zhong Mei started to possess himself at the first time and quickly left the place.

Compared to Han Sheng's spear, Zhong Mei's weapon is a shorter double-edged axe, with not much rust on it, and it seems that it has caused some resources to be smashed.

Ma Kexin did not possess her immediately, and pulled Han Sheng and headed in the opposite direction of Zhong Mai.

That's it? It's amazing! Why didn't I see such a good place just now?

There is nothing hidden in this place, it seems to be the best place.

You can attack when you advance, you can defend when you retreat, and you can escape. The key is that you can be hidden enough!

Wait, what does this inexplicable smile on Marco Xin’s face mean?
Chapter completed!
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