Jin Yan's voice sounded directly in Ling Miao's mind.
'I am the fire spirit that existed when the world first opened. I am higher than the illusion, and I am hidden in your Dantian. The illusion did not sense me, so it naturally missed me. '
Ling Miao muffledly used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with Jin Yan, "Then why didn't you say anything just now." '
Jin Yan laughed, "I'm just curious whether or how long it will take you to realize your situation. I didn't expect it to happen much faster than I expected." '
Ling Miao turned off the computer and stood up.
'Then let's go find the Origin Bead? Can you help find it? '
'I can feel it. '
Jin Yan said.
'But you are a little far away from it now. When you came out of the moving box, I could feel that the Origin Bead was very close to us. '
Moving boxes?
Ling Miao suddenly realized that he should be referring to her car.
She walked back to the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.
When the elevator reached the first floor below, Ling Miao took off her high heels, held them in her hands, and began searching for the Origin Bead.
Guard booths, restrooms, and elevators.
Ling Miao walked to the parking lot and lay on the ground looking at the bottom of a car. Suddenly she remembered something and asked Jin Yan.
'Jin Yan, don't you think it's strange when you see my illusion? '
It should have never seen such a scene.
'It's very strange. '
Jin Yan's tone doesn't fluctuate much.
'But I'm only interested in alchemy. '
'Yeah, that's best. '
Ling Miao continued to search.
Finally, when she pushed open the utility room where cleaning supplies were put away, she noticed that the wall in a corner was not a right-angled wall. Instead, there was a black shadow. In the middle of the shadow, there was a transparent bead floating.
She walked over and picked up the hanging bead.
'Is this the origin bead? '
'Um. '
There was a hint of joy in Jin Yan's tone.
'Crush it quickly and let's go out. If we're lucky this time, we might be able to get a handy weapon. '
Ling Miao has already told it that if Yuehua Sect can win the sect competition, she will have the opportunity to go to Penglai Immortal Island and ask Wu Daozi's master to help her divine fortune and find the chance to find the antidote to the cessation of death. .
Since he was aiming to win the championship, Ling Miao had better have a handy weapon. Otherwise, if there was a fight, it would be difficult to gain the upper hand with bare hands and swords.
The ancient battlefield is a good place to find weapons.
But to Jin Yan's surprise, Ling Miao took the Origin Bead and put it into his pocket instead of crushing it in a hurry.
Then, she put on her high heels, tidied her hair that was a little messy when she was looking for the Origin Bead, and then walked towards the elevator.
Jin Yan was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you going to leave?" '
Is it possible that this girl is still attached to the illusion in the fantasy world and is reluctant to let go?
Ling Miao: "Don't worry, Huanjing will give me a letter of appointment. Wait until I get it before I leave." '
Jin Yan was depressed, "You'd better not be deceived by the illusion and reluctant to leave." '
Ling Miao chuckled, "Don't worry, it won't happen." '
There are some things she wanted to do in her previous life, and she could just take this opportunity to complete them. Anyway, this is an illusion.
When Ling Miao arrived at the venue, the lights in the venue had dimmed.
Wang Xiang and Qiao Qiao, who had already taken their seats, turned around and waved to her, then pointed to the seats in the front row.
Ling Miao raised a professional fake smile and walked over, nodded to the people who were already sitting there, and then took a seat.
"Oh, Xiaoling, congratulations on being promoted to P12. You are now the youngest P12 in the company. In two years, I might have to call you boss."
Wu Hanhai's smile was not sincere.
The whole company knew that he and Ling Miao were not dealing with each other.
Ling Miao glanced at him and said, "What are you talking about? You are still one level ahead of me."
Wu Hanhai chuckled and stopped talking.
Not long after Ling Miao sat down, the staff meeting began.
After the host finished his opening remarks, he invited the CEO to the stage as usual, and then started a long, meaningless speech.
Ling Miao sat down there boredly, leaning her head on the back of the chair.
It's so noisy and boring, I really want to push everyone down and then run away pretending to be crazy.
Finally, the host called her name, "We have invited P12, the youngest member of our company, to come on stage to receive the letter of appointment. Please ask Mr. Ma to issue the letter of appointment to Miss Ling."
Ling Miao came onto the stage in a hurry and took the letter of appointment. Before he could get off the stage, he had already held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
The appointment letter is made of smooth gold-backed glass paper, with exquisite Chinese and English typesetting. The appointment letter is wrapped in a blue velvet envelope, which feels delicate and high-end.
This was exactly what she had imagined the certificate would look like.
It can be seen that Huanjing is really trying hard to cater to her preferences in order to keep her here.
Even Wu Hanhai, who usually gets tense whenever they meet, has become much kinder.
This was indeed something she had dreamed of, but only once.
The host handed the microphone to her, "Director Ling, can you say a few words?"
Ling Miao finally waited for this moment.
She took the phone and looked around at the employees of her company who were sitting at the bottom with a smile. Her eyes fell on Wu Hanhai.
Ling Miao cleared her throat, took a deep breath, and then suddenly roared with great energy.
"Wu Hanhai! You old bald ass who only knows how to fight with you! Go eat shit!"
call! Even though I knew it was fake, it felt so good to shout it to his face!
It was fake anyway. Ling Miao was thinking about whether to do something bold again.
"..."
Ling Miao was about to open her mouth again, but found that the venue suddenly became strangely quiet, the air seemed to be solid, and even the surprised and horrified expression on Wu Hanhai's face had not moved.
Immediately afterwards, cracks began to appear in mid-air, and the entire space seemed to be crumbling.
In the void, a voice sounded, and the voice asked Ling Miao coldly.
"What? Are you dissatisfied with the illusion I weaved for you?"
Ling Miao glanced at the appointment letter in her hand, then at her former team members, Lao Ma, and Wu Hanhai.
"No, I'm very satisfied and like it very much."
"Then why don't you stay?"
the voice asked.
He read Ling Miao's memory and knew her desire and her fear.
"You don't have much time left. In this plane, the possibility of curing the cessation poison before the age of fifteen is slim. You might as well stay and live a comfortable life for a few years."
"I can give you whatever you want, whether it's power or money. If you want to overwhelm your opponents or become the supreme person in power, I can satisfy you. As long as you stay. You can You can get the life you wanted most in the past.”
After hearing this, Ling Miao took a deep breath, then she smiled, feeling very relieved.
"You also said that this was what I wanted most in the past, but this is no longer my life."
