It was another new day, Chidori was walking on the way to school as usual, and then she met Sousuke as usual.
"Recently, big news seems to be breaking out all the time in the Middle East. Is the teacher doing it behind the scenes again?"
Chidori wants to ask Zongsuke for industry intelligence.
"Well, this is a coup." Zongsuke nodded, "But to be honest, it is a good thing for the people of that country."
"What do you say?" Chidori Kaname was a little surprised, thinking that Sousuke would criticize.
"Although it was only once, I went to that country on a mission, so I have some knowledge of the government of that country."
Zongsuke explained, "Government officials are all incompetent guys. Do you remember the infectious disease incident that happened in that country a few years ago?"
"Ah, I remembered after hearing what you said." Kaname Chidori patted his forehead lightly, "It seems that at that time, the health minister of this country said that cow dung can treat infectious diseases."
"Unfortunately, that is simply nonsense." Sousuke shook his head, "The conservative officials in that country are basically at this level."
"So it is better for the people for the reformists to come to power through a coup."
Chidori Kaname added.
"Absolutely." Zongsuke nodded and continued: "However, there seems to be a lot of difference in judgment about him within Mithril. What is certain is that there must be some mysterious large-scale organization behind him, and it is likely to be the master of the Whisperer. With the Lambda Drive organization, this organization is probably planning something at the same time.”
"But Teacher, he is not currently carrying out any terrorist acts, training terrorists, or selling anesthetics, right?"
Chidori asked.
"Based on the current situation, it is indeed the case, so we haven't taken any actual action yet, we are just collecting information about the other party." Zongsuke paused, and his originally serious face became more and more serious, "But To be honest, the definition of terrorists in that land is somewhat ambiguous, and it often becomes an excuse for the actions of some major powers. Although Mithril is a neutral organization, its members come from all over the world, and it is inevitable that some of them will take different positions. Inclined."
"Zousuke...what do you mean by that?"
Chidori Kaname's voice became a little trembling, as if he had guessed something.
"What I mean is that, depending on the situation, it is likely to turn into a battle between me and the teacher, and the possibility of the dead is very high." Sousuke looked away, not wanting to see Chidori Kaname's current expression, "The other party It’s that legendary commander, and I have no room for mercy. If I’m lucky enough not to die, it’s likely that my teacher or Shi and his classmates will die.”
Poems and classmates...
Thinking that the flower of the high mountain who was admired by everyone in school might die in Sousuke's hands, Chidori Kaname felt sad in his heart.
Although Shi and her classmates were a bit distant, it was really fun to spend time with her.
"I hope that by then, our relationship will not be affected by this incident."
Sousuke finally concluded.
"Zongsuke..."
Chidori was about to stop and looked at Zongsuke, who seemed a little strange at this moment, and suddenly realized that he and he were indeed in two different worlds.
But even so!
She also wanted Zongsuke to stay with her, "I promise I won't blame you, and I hope you come back safely."
Sorry, teacher, poems and classmates.
I can't let my willfulness restrain Sousuke, so I have to keep all those willful words in my heart.
"First Evolution"
"Thank you, Chidori."
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Democratic Republic of Cholang.
This is the country with the largest territory in the Middle East. It is one of the best in the Middle East in terms of national power. It is currently the only country that is less affected by foreign interference. It is also one of the few nuclear countries in the Middle East.
And in the capital of the Zhuolang Democratic Republic, a meeting on the Middle East Petroleum Resources Alliance Economic Circle is being held secretly.
The security of the venue is jointly provided by Li Boyong's Department and the Royal Guards of the Zhuolang Democratic Republic.
There were many people attending the meeting, and they were basically senior officials from various countries in the Middle East, or directly national leaders.
For example, Wang Liumei, the leader of Ankrastan, who is praised as the "Saint Lady of the Middle East", also participated in this meeting.
The meeting did not discuss the specific content of the plan. After all, it is a cooperation between multiple countries. Things such as the distribution of interests and past conflicts involved during the period are unavoidable, so these matters have been postponed for the time being.
We just need to first reach some basic consensus on some theoretical issues and test each other's attitudes towards this plan.
But even such a simple meeting lasted for two days and one night.
At the end of the meeting, Wang Liumei, who was exhausted physically and mentally, left the venue and joined Li Boyong under the protection of the Xia sisters.
"Huh, I didn't expect this Middle East Petroleum Resources Alliance economic circle plan to be unexpectedly tiring."
After boarding the armored vehicle, Wang Liumei, who rarely cared about her image, slumped in the back seat and muttered to Li Boyong in the passenger seat.
"Haha, now you know the difficulty."
Li Boyong snorted and remembered the 'humiliation' of that day again.
Wang Rumei rolled her eyes and responded with the same chuckle. Then he found a more comfortable position and rested his head on Yulan's thigh.
"How's it going? Are you envious?"
Wang Liumei raised her eyebrows at Li Boyong.
"cut……"
Li Boyong decided to ignore her.
But to be honest, I'm a little envious...
But I can't show it, what if I get caught again?
If this girl takes advantage of Shi He's love and talks nonsense in front of Shi He, Li Boyong will be very upset.
Seeing Li Boyong's shriveled appearance, Wang Liumei took it a step further, and gestured to Yufang on the other side with his eyes, "Hey, there's a pair of thighs there. I've tried them, and they feel the same. If you dare, go over and try them yourself."
"Teacher, please."
Yufang simply patted her thigh.
"Hey, don't instill strange ideas into them!"
Li Boyong scolded him, and after finishing speaking, he felt that this sentence seemed to have a sense of déjà vu.
It seems... Jiulong also complained to himself...
At this time, Shihe on the phantom was communicating. Li Boyong picked up the communicator and shined it at Wang Liumei.
Unexpectedly, Wang Liumei had returned to a serious and obedient sitting posture, and sweetly replied to poems and coquettishly: "A little tired, but for the people of the Middle East, it is still bearable."
Wow, this girl can even say such disgusting lines.
Li Boyong, who was holding the communicator, rolled his eyes.
"Since you are tired, take a good rest."
After Shihe finished speaking, he ordered Li Boyong: "Ayong, you should also take a good rest. You have been waiting on the Hell King for the past thirty-six hours, and you must be quite tired. Leave the escort work when you return to me."
"knew."
Li Boyong nodded obediently. To be honest, he was indeed quite tired.
After a few hurried words with Shihe, Li Boyong handed over the command of the unit to Shihe and took a rest in the co-pilot's seat.
