Chapter 607 Yan Mo: Da Wu, is it a certain code name?
The cool summer breeze passes through the yard full of flowers.
In the yard made of red bricks and bluestones, Yan Mo leisurely tore off a rose.
She likes flowers like this, they are bright and neat, just like her.
Yan Mo never hesitates to stretch her youth and vitality. She wants to live a beautiful life that can be rummaged through when her hair is gray.
But happy days are always short-lived, and it’s time to go to work again.
No matter how much you love your career, Yan Mo believes that when it becomes a job, boredom and exhaustion are inevitable.
Why do I have no money? If I had money, I would still need to work.jpg
Yan Mo stretched her waist and placed the rose in her hand on the vase next to her.
It can probably keep you alive for half a day.
But that was enough, after it had done its job, it was time for her to finish her work.
Afterwards, Yan Mo listed all his belongings.
There are yarrows, crystal balls, and even carrot cards.
Until now, Yan Mo didn't know which one of them played a role.
But it was always something that didn't matter, and she didn't care about what was behind it all.
It is always not a pleasant thing to get to the bottom of things.
Relatively speaking, she is more interested in a less gloomy life.
At least, that was the case when she was young.
It is now 11:59 noon...
Yan Mo glanced at the wall clock next to her that had some traces of weather and frost.
As expected, that guy is here.
Sure enough, when the hour hand was about to turn to 12.
There was a sound of increasingly familiar footsteps coming from outside the yard.
Then, an expressionless man walked in.
He looked at Yan Mo and revealed a stiff smile that looked like he had been trained but belonged to an inferior graduate.
If this guy's father and her father weren't close comrades in arms, Yan Mo would really want to kick him out.
Humph, annoying guy...
Shameful overseer...
Is she, Yan Mo, lazy?
Can’t that alien spirit take a break today?
Yan Mo sat down angrily.
When I came here, I seemed a little confused as to why Yan Mo could always get angry so naturally.
So I helped sort out other messy things on the table with some confusion.
As for Yan Mo's "household items", they were not touched.
boring man...
Yan Mo closed her eyes and stopped paying attention.
She had thought that the other party would bring many interesting questions, but that didn't seem to be the case.
The contacts I had in the past few days were always based on various messy mathematical problems.
If it weren't for the fact that the gold consumed was real, Yan Mo would always feel that the other party was trying to trick him.
Yes, I don’t know since when, Yan Mo discovered that he had some kind of strange ability.
Through many opportunities and coincidences, she successfully sacrificed her mother's ring, obtained the location of the air conditioner remote control and... the love education from her mother.
As we all know, for a mother in a traditional family.
Even if your children are already able to play soy sauce, you are still the kid who needs to be told to cross the road...
Yan Mo didn't know what kind of opportunity this was.
She doesn't have any big ambitions, nor that much greed.
She just wants a brisk, less heavy green life.
But sometimes, people inevitably need to bear something.
And if you can't or don't want to bear it, you need to find another way.
After a few days of thinking about how to make the most of this ability to make money and become a winner in life, Yan Mo was finally touched by the unprecedented haggardness and anxiety shown in the mirror.
She finally decided to let go of her greed and pursue a lighter life.
So after trying to find the police station, Yan Mo was politely invited to an office that didn't look so special.
After some conversations and attempts, Yan Mo, who had not yet graduated from college, got a new job that would most likely last until her retirement.
Then, just like every young man who risked his life and threw himself into the siege.
Only after being bound by the shackles of work will you regret your mistakes:
It's time to live happily for a few more years before coming back...
Of course, it's always easier to be wise in hindsight.
What's more, is it still about the path of life?
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"What is it today? It can't be high math..."
Yan Mo adjusted his posture, then looked at the big back in front of him and said.
She has not liked this guy since she was a child. He is serious and looks like an adult.
Even more so now.
Da Beitou didn't say anything, he just took out the gold as material first, and then handed Yan Mo a sealed dossier with the words "Top Secret" on it.
Yan Mo couldn't help but shrink back, feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere.
She realized that there might be some changes in today's questions, and then she couldn't help but look at the other party nervously:
"Open it right here?"
Yan Mo subconsciously glanced at the sky above the courtyard. The sky was clear and clear, and it seemed that he could see the faint shadows of stars.
Da Bei nodded and then added:
"Don't worry, you will be protected."
Only then did Yan Mo realize that she had always felt that she, who was so transparent, seemed to have some weight.
But what is today’s problem?
It's actually top secret...
Yan Mo took it with some trembling, and the file seemed to have some warmth.
That top-secret message with a strong warning seemed to make people feel a little painful.
After some kind of inhibition and worry about trying to overcome taboos, a sense of excitement to explore something new suddenly comes.
Is it a key technological barrier for the development of some strategic weapons?
Or is it some core scientific research data that determines the fate of mankind?
Or is it the answer to an eternal mystery?
I just said, it should have been like this a long time ago!
If I hadn't had any money...
Under Yan Mo's seemingly calm appearance, something is about to stir.
With a high probability of being the first human being to know some great secret, Yan Mo carefully opened the seal that seemed to be not as strong as imagined.
Then, in Yan Mo's slender hands, the not-so-heavy file was slowly opened.
Under the bright sunshine, Yan Mo easily saw the black and white text on it.
At least it’s not some obscure numerical formula or something like that…
Yan Mo breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and then he was attracted by the content of the question itself.
Looking at a certain noun that occupied the C position of almost all questions, Yan Mo fell into deep doubts.
What are these strange questions?
When was Dawu Yixia active and his experience?
What is the relationship, likes and dislikes of the Great Witch Yi Xia with humans?
What is the evaluation of the great witch Yixia’s combat ability?
Did the great witch Yi Xia... destroy the world?
"Great Witch, is it a code name?"
Yan Mo looked at his childhood companions who had disliked each other and asked with a blank look on his face.
Da Beitou glanced at her, then shook his head.
As a result, Yan Mo began to feel the weight of the file in his hand.
Oh, this time the question is indeed stimulating, but it seems a bit too stimulating...