[Administrator applies for temporary permission to access the ‘source database’.]

[The administrator applies for temporary permission to "expand the offensive posture of Xi'an Park".]

[The administrator applies for temporary permission to "Expand the attack posture of Xi Paradise".]

[The administrator applies for temporary permission to "expand the ultimate form of Xi Paradise".]

[The administrator applies to obtain some permissions for "tampering with the core database of Xi Paradise".]

Yi Lin made a large application to the boss in one breath. After finishing, he looked at Xiaoxi's back wrapped in a quilt and whispered: "Request approval."

Xiaoxi was silent.

Yi Lin smiled: "Progress will always be accompanied by sacrifice. You don't have to ask me whether to blow up a ship or not. No matter how many times, I am still the same answer: Hell, I've been there long ago."

[Temporary permission of "Expanding the offensive posture of Xi'an Park", application for approval.]

[Temporary permission of "Expand the attack posture of Xi Paradise", application is approved.]

[A part of the permissions of "tampering with the core database of Xi'an Paradise" will be approved, and the upper limit of the offset will be given to you by 10%.]

[Temporary authority of "expanding the ultimate form of Xi Paradise", application for rejection.]

[It is not easy to increase permissions, please use and cherish it.]

Some passed and some rejected.

Well, it's normal.

The normal way of negotiation is to mix a bunch of normal requests with outrageousness that can be seen by the naked eye, so as to reduce the boss' expectations.

For example, when an employee requests a salary increase, he asks for a blood letter.

【A, monthly salary of 100,000 yuan.】

【B, ten secretary.】

【C, a small villa with a garden swimming pool in 600 square meters.】

【D, resignation.】

[Single choice question, boss, please choose.]

Look, isn’t this boss easy to make a choice?

...

"clear."

When Yi Lin was about to leave, he looked back at Xiaoxi. He sighed softly and quickly lifted Xiaoxi's quilt with a super fast hand. Xiaoxi screamed "she" and Yi Lin picked Xiaoxi up. Only then did he notice that Xiaoxi's eyebrows were twisted tightly, as if he wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

Hug, hold it high, hold it high again.

Yi Lin put Xiaoxi back on the bed and reached out to smooth Xiaoxi's brows: "I'll do what you don't want to do."

"Um."

Xiaoxi nodded.

"By the way, Xiao Wu asked me to say hello to you."

When Xiaoxi heard this, he quickly wrapped himself in the quilt and made a slight voice: "I'm fine!"

"By the way, I actually want to ask, your relationship with Xiao Wu."

Xiaoxi seemed to have not heard it, and he made a snoring sound through the bed.

Seeing this, Yi Lin stepped forward and touched the obviously bulging part through the fragrant pink quilt. It should be the goddess' head. After rubbing it, it was soft and a little hard. Yi Lin thought to herself: "Then, let's ask again next time."

Well, this is the administrator's gentleness to the boss.

...

...

Leave Qingcheng.

Yi Lin pinched the points to calculate.

He thought about it and came to the capital.

Mo's house.

Mo Renbin was practicing boxing, his white hair was as white as silk. He saw him sweeping over withered leaves, which were wrapped around Mo Renbin, like armor under the influence of the fist wind. When Mo Renbinbin calmed down the movement, the leaves all over the sky fell leisurely and spread a flat circle with the center of Mo Renbinbinbinbin.

Yi Lin was on the side and watched for half an hour before quietly landing.

"Ah, you're here. It's just right!"

Mo Rendi waved to Yi Lin: "Come and have a drink with me."

Yi Lin looked up, looked at the sky, and wondered, "But it's still daytime now?"

"What's wrong with the daytime? Singing with wine and singing, life is the geometry."

"Okay."

Molly has not been at home recently, and I don’t know what she is busy in the laboratory. This has made Mo Rendi feel sad all day long. He wants to find someone to beat him but can’t find him. He has a lot of worries. He brought a coffee table and put on the sealed old wine. After two or three cups, Mo Rendi began to complain:

"I'll tell you quietly, my good granddaughter Mo Mengmeng seems to be being missed by someone."

Um?

Yi Lin paused quietly and asked, "Things shouldn't be there."

"I haven't even mentioned it yet! How do you know?" Mo Rendi was stunned. The old friend's confident tone made Mo Rendi notice a little strange, but he continued: "Don't say, I didn't miss anyone with my eyes. My good granddaughter seems to have some interest in a new guy in our special group. I was thinking about whether to suppress it."

Yi Lin was amused and crying: "What era is this? I realized the freedom of love hundreds of years ago, okay?"

"Hey? Look at what you said," Mo Rendi sipped the wine in the glass: "I have worked hard to raise Mengmeng, and I can't let the pig give it a pill!"

Yi Lin's mouth twitched.

Although this is a false thing, Yi Lin knew who the "young guy" Mo Rendi said was. Of course, it was uncomfortable to be pointed at the nose and scolded a "pig", but he didn't have the nerve to refute. Isn't this self-destructing truck?

The two of them drank under the tree in front of the flowers. After three rounds of wine, neither of them felt the alcoholic spirit. Instead, they became more and more sober.

"You just said that it was just right, could it be for this little thing?"

Mo Rendi kept staring at Yi Lin: "Small matter? Bah, this is a big matter for Mengmeng! Why is it a small matter? By the way, you are Mengmeng's uncle, why don't you worry, look at you?"

Worry?

I'm so worried.

Yi Lin touched her nose.

Silence.

"But you are right," Mo Rendi's expression was a little more quiet and melancholy: "I just want to take a few sips today."

“Why?”

"I will just give you a little condolence after my old friend passed away."

"When did it happen?"

"last month."

"who?"

"The first swordsman from Yingdao, Miyamoto Yanichi, is the master of Oda Mai. I beat him back then. However, in terms of swordsmanship, except for Ying Xiake being the same as him, he can be called the third in the world in my heart."

"third?"

"Hey, you're afraid you don't know. When I was young, I accidentally beat Ying Xia, the old man who used a sword and even beat him to cry." Mo Rendi boasted about the awesome past in the most slight tone, and there was a little more smile on his face: "Later, I felt that practicing sword was boring, it was better to practice fists than to practice, so I put it aside."

Since he learned that Mo Rendi is the "saint" set by Xiaoxi, no matter how Mo Rendi blows, Yi Lin feels no surprise. He drinks silently, responds to a few words from time to time, as if he has something to do.

Mo Rendi continued to brag, saying that he was proficient in all kinds of martial arts, and he thought it was boring. Finally, he practiced boxing and fist to the flesh.

After blew with the weak alcohol for about half an hour, Mo Rendi's face turned slightly red and he sighed: "Time is not forgiving."

All the time, he was still lamenting the passing of his old friend.

"Mo Rendi," Yi Lin, who had been silent for a long time, once again called Mo Rendi's full name after many years. He raised his wine glass to Mo Rendi, stared at Old Mona's turbid eyes, and said word by word: "Do you believe there is a god?"

【Sizi】

The moment Yi Lin asked this, the world had obviously not changed color, but the wind, birds, cicadas, and leaves around him, all the sounds stopped suddenly.

In front of the Moren enemy, a pure white envelope was sealed intact, slowly spinning between Yilin and the Moren enemy.

Mo Rendi's expression froze. He looked at the swirling envelope in front of him, frowned and asked, "Brother, are you?"

"As the leader of the special group, you should know very well what kind of existence 'they' are. Lao Mo, I have told you that the enemies we will face in the future are likely to be more than just those 'four's."

"You said back then that you would kill gods with me, a mere god."

The envelope that rotates in the void is [Invitation].

It has always been a prop that has only existed in legends but has never seen it with his own eyes.

But in fact, after Yi Lin checked the [Saving Log], he learned that the [Invitation Letter] had appeared before, but the [Invitation Letter] cannot be obtained through any conventional means. This is just like the [Invitation Letter] that Wu Lulu threw to Yi Lin in hell, it represents "qualification", and only the "upper" can give it to him personally. The administrator could not take it out before obtaining access to the third layer of database. But now, he can do it.
To be continued...