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Chapter 176 No thanks, you will receive the bill
Chapter 176 No thanks, you will receive the bill
Zheng Qingming has not yet experienced the baptism of the sky-high bills of the Blackstone Research Institute, so at this time, he is very grateful to Yan Lvge and doesn't care at all.
bill?What's the bill?Can life-saving kindness be compared with money?
Moreover, Tianzhou is the largest economy on Planet Aquamarine, so poor that only money is left, and his No. 101 headquarters also has sufficient funds, so he can buy whatever he wants, and reimburse whatever he wants.
Is it still a problem if it can be solved with money?
Yanluge sat on his tentacle seat and changed into a more comfortable position: "Are you awake? Come, let me confirm the needs with you. What you purchased is the global rescue service of the Blackstone Research Institute, to save those who can be saved." , kill the unsaved ones?"
Old Zheng is not as easy to fool as a certain eldest daughter of Emperor Caesar.In front of him, Yan Lvge felt that it would be better to discuss some things in advance.
He suddenly switched to the standard tone of Party B, which made Zheng Qingming a little awkward.But no matter how awkward he was, Zheng Qingming also understood his current situation. It was his choice to seek help from the Blackstone Research Institute, so he said decisively: "Yes."
Looking around, and at the "Justice Type I" falling from the sky in the yard, Zheng Qingming's expression was a little strange.
"Don't look, I'm the only one here." Yan Lige held his chin, "Don't look at me, I'm usually kind and don't fight with others, but I'm actually a fighting type. Hey, what do you mean by that look in your eyes? ?Do not believe?"
Zheng Qingming lowered his eyes silently, looking at the remains of severed limbs all over the place—all were torn apart by Yan Lvge while talking to him.
He didn't say, what he doesn't believe is not the second half of the sentence, but the first half of the sentence, such as "very kind" or something like "he doesn't fight with people very much".
"Just treat me as a mercenary. Cornerstone Technology Group has the qualifications for military contracting." Yan Lvge's eyes are clear and his heart is frank, "I can use the single-source government procurement to bid and then invoice you. I have brought the official seal. "
Zheng Qingming: "..."
Is this process too correct?Is it really appropriate to use here?
Having said that, as an official organization, the 101st Command seems to have to go through these procedures if it wants to spend a lot of money... Rather than trying to make up the procedures later, it is better to do it now... Thinking about it this way, Director Yan seems quite caring...
What a ghost!People are dying, is now the time for on-site bidding? !
Zheng Qingming's breath held in his chest almost exploded.
However, just when Zheng Qingming was about to jump up, Yan Lvge suddenly smiled playfully.
"Just kidding, Lao Zheng, of course I know the priorities." Yan Lvge patted Zheng Qingming's shoulder with a smile, and held him down before the latter lost his temper. "Most of the people who have been severely polluted have Aftereffects, I need to know if your mental state is normal.
"Judging from the test results just now, it's not bad. Although your reaction is more emotional than before, there is no major problem in general. Remember to consult a psychologist afterwards, or find a place to travel to adjust your mood.
"In the future, remember to drink plenty of water, exercise more, and don't stay up late."
Zheng Qingming was stunned for a moment, but he also realized that something was wrong with his emotional reaction.
Yanluge saved his life, he was very grateful, so grateful that he was even willing to utterly utterly bewildered.
Yan Luge made a joke with him, he was very excited, so excited that he even wanted to draw his sword.
Such a roller coaster emotional reaction was impossible for him in the past.
The pollution of the gods finally left an impact on his spirit.
Luckily, though, he's still him...probably.
Maybe it's not anymore...but he doesn't realize it...like a fanatic who has been forcefully instilled with faith...
Zheng Qingming suddenly found that he seemed to have fallen into pessimism again, and was infinitely depressed.
He quickly calmed down, took a few deep breaths, and told himself not to think wildly.
No matter what he becomes, at least for now, he is still Zheng Qingming, the head of Command 101.
Seeing that Zheng Qingming had returned to normal, Yan Lvge swept his eyes, waved his tentacles again, crushed a few pollutants approaching, and sat on his tentacles seat for a more comfortable position: "I heard that you and Got into a fight with the gods? You know how to kill yourself? My warning is gray, right?"
Zheng Qingming's face changed several times.
He really didn't expect that the gods could pollute him along the network cable.
The No. 101 Command, which was established to deal with extraordinary phenomena, has now been severely damaged, and there are not even one member in it.
But now there is no way to regret it.
Zheng Qingming had no choice but to turn to Yanlvge for help.
"I'll take care of it here at the No. 101 command center. I can save as many people as I can. In short, we can't let the pollution spread."
Zheng Qingming let out a long breath: "Thank you."
"Then, let's start... Well, let me see first, where are there still living people?" Yan Luge said while resetting the goal in his mind and updating the system tasks.
A soft yet tough tentacle engulfed Zheng Qingming. Amidst the slight change in the latter's face, Yan Lvge jumped out of the window, leading him to attach to the outer wall flexibly like a weird spider. move up.
……
Headquarters Building, 1st Floor.
A blood-red human skin monster has just shed its human form, crawled out of its own flesh and blood, danced on its own corpse, flapped its four wing-like skin flaps, and sang softly and gracefully: "Mi havas neniun vizaon..."
Its decayed body, which is neither alive nor dead, and its melodious and pious singing, in the flickering lights of the bloody corridor, exudes a strange and absurd beauty—just like the god it worships, Dijiang.
It uses nerves and blood vessels to weave into arms and feet, and walks slowly.
Suddenly, a shout sounded from behind it: "Go to hell!!!"
A figure wearing the uniform of Command No. 101 jumped out from behind the console, swung a sharp long knife, and slashed its body in half.
The faceless bloodskin monster was cut open by him like a rag bag, and fell limply to the ground.
But it's not dead yet.
Those tangled tentacles protruded from the damaged skin like lightning, and wrapped around the attacker.
And the attacker who had been prepared for a long time - Zhao Haoran, the extraordinary agent of Command No. 101, backed away extremely quickly, but the nerve reaction speed of human beings was not as fast as that of monsters after all, so although he avoided most of the pollutants' attacks, he still had a tentacle like a whip The same was wrapped around his arm, and it was quickly tightened.
"Hmm!" A strong tingling sensation came from his arm, Zhao Haoran couldn't help but groaned in a low voice, grabbed the tentacle with his backhand, yanked it fiercely, and tore it off.
Thanks to "Veita" for the reward~
(End of this chapter)
Zheng Qingming has not yet experienced the baptism of the sky-high bills of the Blackstone Research Institute, so at this time, he is very grateful to Yan Lvge and doesn't care at all.
bill?What's the bill?Can life-saving kindness be compared with money?
Moreover, Tianzhou is the largest economy on Planet Aquamarine, so poor that only money is left, and his No. 101 headquarters also has sufficient funds, so he can buy whatever he wants, and reimburse whatever he wants.
Is it still a problem if it can be solved with money?
Yanluge sat on his tentacle seat and changed into a more comfortable position: "Are you awake? Come, let me confirm the needs with you. What you purchased is the global rescue service of the Blackstone Research Institute, to save those who can be saved." , kill the unsaved ones?"
Old Zheng is not as easy to fool as a certain eldest daughter of Emperor Caesar.In front of him, Yan Lvge felt that it would be better to discuss some things in advance.
He suddenly switched to the standard tone of Party B, which made Zheng Qingming a little awkward.But no matter how awkward he was, Zheng Qingming also understood his current situation. It was his choice to seek help from the Blackstone Research Institute, so he said decisively: "Yes."
Looking around, and at the "Justice Type I" falling from the sky in the yard, Zheng Qingming's expression was a little strange.
"Don't look, I'm the only one here." Yan Lige held his chin, "Don't look at me, I'm usually kind and don't fight with others, but I'm actually a fighting type. Hey, what do you mean by that look in your eyes? ?Do not believe?"
Zheng Qingming lowered his eyes silently, looking at the remains of severed limbs all over the place—all were torn apart by Yan Lvge while talking to him.
He didn't say, what he doesn't believe is not the second half of the sentence, but the first half of the sentence, such as "very kind" or something like "he doesn't fight with people very much".
"Just treat me as a mercenary. Cornerstone Technology Group has the qualifications for military contracting." Yan Lvge's eyes are clear and his heart is frank, "I can use the single-source government procurement to bid and then invoice you. I have brought the official seal. "
Zheng Qingming: "..."
Is this process too correct?Is it really appropriate to use here?
Having said that, as an official organization, the 101st Command seems to have to go through these procedures if it wants to spend a lot of money... Rather than trying to make up the procedures later, it is better to do it now... Thinking about it this way, Director Yan seems quite caring...
What a ghost!People are dying, is now the time for on-site bidding? !
Zheng Qingming's breath held in his chest almost exploded.
However, just when Zheng Qingming was about to jump up, Yan Lvge suddenly smiled playfully.
"Just kidding, Lao Zheng, of course I know the priorities." Yan Lvge patted Zheng Qingming's shoulder with a smile, and held him down before the latter lost his temper. "Most of the people who have been severely polluted have Aftereffects, I need to know if your mental state is normal.
"Judging from the test results just now, it's not bad. Although your reaction is more emotional than before, there is no major problem in general. Remember to consult a psychologist afterwards, or find a place to travel to adjust your mood.
"In the future, remember to drink plenty of water, exercise more, and don't stay up late."
Zheng Qingming was stunned for a moment, but he also realized that something was wrong with his emotional reaction.
Yanluge saved his life, he was very grateful, so grateful that he was even willing to utterly utterly bewildered.
Yan Luge made a joke with him, he was very excited, so excited that he even wanted to draw his sword.
Such a roller coaster emotional reaction was impossible for him in the past.
The pollution of the gods finally left an impact on his spirit.
Luckily, though, he's still him...probably.
Maybe it's not anymore...but he doesn't realize it...like a fanatic who has been forcefully instilled with faith...
Zheng Qingming suddenly found that he seemed to have fallen into pessimism again, and was infinitely depressed.
He quickly calmed down, took a few deep breaths, and told himself not to think wildly.
No matter what he becomes, at least for now, he is still Zheng Qingming, the head of Command 101.
Seeing that Zheng Qingming had returned to normal, Yan Lvge swept his eyes, waved his tentacles again, crushed a few pollutants approaching, and sat on his tentacles seat for a more comfortable position: "I heard that you and Got into a fight with the gods? You know how to kill yourself? My warning is gray, right?"
Zheng Qingming's face changed several times.
He really didn't expect that the gods could pollute him along the network cable.
The No. 101 Command, which was established to deal with extraordinary phenomena, has now been severely damaged, and there are not even one member in it.
But now there is no way to regret it.
Zheng Qingming had no choice but to turn to Yanlvge for help.
"I'll take care of it here at the No. 101 command center. I can save as many people as I can. In short, we can't let the pollution spread."
Zheng Qingming let out a long breath: "Thank you."
"Then, let's start... Well, let me see first, where are there still living people?" Yan Luge said while resetting the goal in his mind and updating the system tasks.
A soft yet tough tentacle engulfed Zheng Qingming. Amidst the slight change in the latter's face, Yan Lvge jumped out of the window, leading him to attach to the outer wall flexibly like a weird spider. move up.
……
Headquarters Building, 1st Floor.
A blood-red human skin monster has just shed its human form, crawled out of its own flesh and blood, danced on its own corpse, flapped its four wing-like skin flaps, and sang softly and gracefully: "Mi havas neniun vizaon..."
Its decayed body, which is neither alive nor dead, and its melodious and pious singing, in the flickering lights of the bloody corridor, exudes a strange and absurd beauty—just like the god it worships, Dijiang.
It uses nerves and blood vessels to weave into arms and feet, and walks slowly.
Suddenly, a shout sounded from behind it: "Go to hell!!!"
A figure wearing the uniform of Command No. 101 jumped out from behind the console, swung a sharp long knife, and slashed its body in half.
The faceless bloodskin monster was cut open by him like a rag bag, and fell limply to the ground.
But it's not dead yet.
Those tangled tentacles protruded from the damaged skin like lightning, and wrapped around the attacker.
And the attacker who had been prepared for a long time - Zhao Haoran, the extraordinary agent of Command No. 101, backed away extremely quickly, but the nerve reaction speed of human beings was not as fast as that of monsters after all, so although he avoided most of the pollutants' attacks, he still had a tentacle like a whip The same was wrapped around his arm, and it was quickly tightened.
"Hmm!" A strong tingling sensation came from his arm, Zhao Haoran couldn't help but groaned in a low voice, grabbed the tentacle with his backhand, yanked it fiercely, and tore it off.
Thanks to "Veita" for the reward~
(End of this chapter)
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