After I raised my hand to express my gratitude, Qiu Yu's cold and biting command came out in the darkness.
"Please destroy the original backup and create a new backup."
I couldn't help but be stunned.
This girl’s voice…
Not anyone I know!
The destruction and dictation were completed in accordance with the order, and the new oral documents were sealed under Qiu Yu's command.
Write the permission code granted ten hours ago on the seal slip.
The missing person is correct!
Load the lockbox!
Then write the sword holder's code and signature on the seal slip on the lockbox!
The next second, Qiu Yu strolled over, took the pen in my hand, signed the sealing form carefully, marked the date, and shouted coldly: "Code name Shanhai."
"The handover of Bu Tiange is completed."
"Please keep the relevant content in mind."
"From now on, Bu Tiange will be sealed forever!"
After saying that, Qiu Yu closed the password box, turned around, and walked out coldly.
When I heard this last sentence, I was not only stunned, but also exploded, my head was buzzing!
Permanent storage? !
What does this mean?
Buyiange will end right here! ?
Won't it be handed over to the next sword holder? !
What's going on?
Could it be said that if Fangzhou is withdrawn, I, the last sword holder, will secretly carry Bu Tiange into the coffin?
After I die, will the secret of Bu Tiange never leave this world?
Wait!
Why did Qiu Yu stop with me when she knew the secret of Buyiange?
Could it be that her authority...
Going out with a mushy brain, Chunlei Qiuyu had been escorted away by Ban Cuntou one after another.
At this time, a full thirty-three hours had passed since I entered the headquarters.
Continuously fighting under the LED light made my eyes extremely tired, my energy was severely exhausted, and I was so exhausted that I could hardly keep my eyes open.
But then, I endured several hours of painful torture from Zhu Yan, the head of Tianjia Army Penglai.
The torture content is just one item.
Repeatedly recite relevant top-secret doctrine, emergency codes, secret code names...
Until it gets to the point where it's engraved in my mind and blurted out.
This is another huge torture and painful test!
This verification is very difficult and consumes a lot of energy and willpower!
Because, I no longer know that I haven’t eaten for dozens of hours, and I only rely on drinking water to survive. .
It was at this time that I recalled what Master Wu said yesterday.
"Sleep well and eat more."
After twenty consecutive verifications, I passed the verification and the torture was finally over.
But Zhu Yan told me: "On the 18th of every month, please go to Penglai Building of Tianjia Army to receive relevant training and assessment."
"If there are special circumstances, we will assess you over the phone."
"We will also conduct surprise training and assessment on you."
I tried to open my swollen and sore eyes and asked in a hissing voice, "When will it end?"
The other party looked at me coldly and replied hoarsely than I did: "Until the end of your confidentiality period!"
"Or you die!"
you***!
I couldn't help but curse secretly.
Just when I took over Fangzhou, I stepped on a fucking sinkhole!
I gritted my teeth and screamed with grief and anger, my voice so hoarse that I couldn't hear clearly: "I'm just a temporary worker, and I will step down in twenty-five days at most."
The person in charge on the other side stared with eyes redder than a rabbit and hissed: "Once you hold a sword, you hold a sword forever!"
Watching the person in charge walking away, I completely found words to describe my feelings!
Hell, if you hold a sword for a day, you will hold a sword for a lifetime?
This damn thing means holding a sword for one day and sinking into the pit for the rest of your life!
There is a tightening curse on the forehead, and there is the Killing Immortal Sword on the head!
This is even more miserable than disappearing into smoke and dust!
The key point is, my damn sword-holding time is only twenty-five days at most!
My mission in holding the sword, Fangzhou, is to prepare for the death of Old Shi, and then deal with Fangzhou’s remaining assets.
As for the next mission?
Where do I go after that?
Long Guangyao's answer was that he didn't know and asked me to ask Wang Junpeng!
hehe!
Shall I ask Wang Peng?
Wang Junpeng would only ask me to ask Secretary April.
Secretary April will definitely ask me to ask Beiyue!
you***!
Another bottomless sinkhole!
The biggest injustice in the world!
This hard life is so hard!
All in all--
Who is the chess player behind this?
Who is controlling my puppet behind the scenes?
in the end--
Where do you want to push me?
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I stayed up all night studying that strange beast's eye. I didn't sleep well in the family dormitory the next day. Now I haven't slept for more than thirty hours. After struggling to hold on, I closed my eyes as soon as I got in the car. .
On this day, I had a lot of strange dreams, and they were full of weird things.
Flying words, talking mountain maps, laughing geological structure maps, and various other monsters, crying and scolding me...
Finally there are the monster's eyes again.
Keep me locked!
I woke up from hunger.
When I woke up, I had no idea how long I had slept before I was dragged up by Tu Laoliang to take a shower, change clothes and shoes. He dragged me straight to the Tianjia Army to go through the final entry procedures and receive my own Jiayin dog tag.
At this point, I officially become the tenth sword holder in Fangzhou!
The youngest and last term ever.
Too……
The shortest term ever!
The only person who has been directly promoted from the level of confidentiality with zero authority to the level of confidentiality with authority of level 5 and level 10.
Too……
The only sword holder who still carries the punishment!
"You want money again?"
"How much? Say it again?" "Two hundred thousand?"
"I have no money! One cent..."
Time flies, and the crescent moon overhead looks far away from the rising sun in the east and west.
Seeing that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching day by day, the weather in Yandu is slowly getting colder.
As if possessed overnight, late autumn in Yandu came suddenly and unprepared.
The century-old sycamore leaves are like the yellowed tobacco leaves of Daliang Mountain, flying in the wind and falling all over the century-old Union Medical College Hospital.
As far as the eye can see, the desolation of the desert is overwhelming.
A naughty leaf fell down and blocked my mouth, full of bitterness.
"Not a cent!"
At the end of the corridor, I viciously crushed the dead leaf into pieces.
Tu Laoliang, who had served five sword holders next to him, looked miserable and deeply hurt: "I really shouldn't ask for money from you anymore. After all, this is your personal money."
"You have paid too much for Fangzhou."
